Chapter 127: Playing the Thief
============================================================
In Lingxian Hall, Ye Qinghan awoke in the dead of night to find herself kneeling in the Main Hall. She remained kneeling there all night long.
He listened as his master cursed Cheng Liang all night long in the sleeping quarters, finally falling asleep only as dawn approached.
The night dragged on. First came the curses, then curses mixed with scheming…
That night, the master repeated many things in her heart.
【It's all my fault.】 Repeated 127 times.
【I should never have let you enter the tournament.】Repeated 75 times.
【Cheng Liang, I swear I'll kill you.】Repeated 403 times.
Beyond that, Su Cheng laid out detailed strategic plans for future development, divided into three major sections, sixteen sub-sections, totaling ninety-four implementation protocols.
He also prepared tailored cultivation strategies for each disciple, formulating action plans: Ye Qinghan's was the 【Peace Plan】, while Li Shiyao's was the 【Joy Plan】.
It seemed these four words encapsulated the Master's entire expectations for his disciples: ensuring Ye Qinghan's safety and Li Shiyao's happiness.
Truthfully, Ye Qinghan couldn't remember all those plans—some even made her laugh.
But this was the clumsy love of her master—all that a useless master could offer.
"Young Miss, please rise. The Sect Leader won't blame you." Yu Lan had been standing by, trying to persuade her for quite some time. Not only was she unable to sway Ye Qinghan, but she also feared disturbing Su Cheng's rest.
After trying to persuade her for a while, Yu Lan had no choice but to go prepare breakfast for the Second Young Miss. She usually woke up hungry at the same time every day and didn't need anyone to wake her.
As Yu Lan entered the kitchen hall, Li Shiyao stumbled in with her eyes still closed, sleepwalking. Typical of the clueless girl—nothing surprising.
"Second Young Miss, please go wash up first. Yu Lan will…"
Before Yulan could finish her sentence, Li Shiyu had already collapsed asleep beside the pot…
Meanwhile, Su Cheng had also risen. Truth be told, he hadn't slept well these past days since Ye Qinghan's injury!
Damn it! How dare they hurt my Qinghan!
Seeing Ye Qinghan lying in bed just two days ago nearly shattered Su Cheng! A stab wound to the chest! A stab wound to the leg!
Scrapes and burns cover his arms and shoulders!
Su Cheng had exchanged all the rare treasures from the Light-Cold Jade Pendant for system points, buying his First Disciple the best! Most expensive! Fastest-acting! And fully restorative, leaving absolutely no scars! immortal medicine.
The first thing he did upon waking was call for Yu Lan. He had thought of something that required her assistance.
"Yu Lan?"
Yu Lan hurried over at the sound of his voice, leaning close to Su Cheng.
"What is it?"
"Lend me the spirit pearl."
Yu Lan froze. Why did he suddenly want the Spirit Orb? Hadn't he already said it had no healing properties?
"No way!" Yu Lan didn't mince words, thinking it over briefly before flatly refusing.
"I'll return it to you."
"Unless you take me with you, don't even think about it!" Yu Lan dropped the line and walked away.
Su Cheng was dumbfounded. This guy…
How did she know I was leaving?
Su Cheng pursed his lips, pondering his options as he slowly exited the room, intending to check on Qinghan's recovery.
But the moment he stepped outside, he saw Ye Qinghan kneeling in the center of the main hall…
"Qinghan? Why are you kneeling here?"
"Qinghan has failed to meet the expectations of my master. I beg for your punishment."
She knelt there, limp and lifeless like an eggplant hit by frost, her gaunt figure appearing as if her days were numbered.
[Ugh… If I just say I won't punish her, she'll definitely disobey…]
I won't forget this. Go wash your face first. Look at yourself—does this resemble the appearance of my own First Disciple?
Ye Qinghan truly hadn't expected…
"Yes."
【I must devise a plan. The situation grows increasingly uncertain. Should the Sanction Blade appear, it would signify this world has become profoundly unstable!】
【The foremost priority is ensuring the safety of both disciples.】
【The only truly reliable method is to engrave spatial anchor points upon them!】
But how to do it?
For Yu Lan, there was little need for deliberation. Ever since entering Lingxian Hall, she had been wearing "tactical quick-release" garments—faster to shed than to put on!
But Qinghan and Shiyu were disciples. Imprinting a ritual pattern upon them was no simple matter…
Truthfully, Su Cheng had long sought to act while Ye Qinghan was weakened, but Li Shiyao had been staying in Ye Qinghan's quarters these past days!
Su Cheng couldn't find any opportunity to get close to Ye Qinghan…
Ye Qinghan pursed her lips, deciding to give her master a chance and headed straight for the Spirit Pool Hall.
As for the other two besides Su Cheng and Li Shiyu, it didn't matter whether they ate breakfast or not. And Li Shiyu was currently waiting to be fed in the Kitchen Hall…
Soaking in the Spirit Pool Hall's waters, tiny bubbles formed over her wounds. It felt like being snagged by a plant with backward-pointing thorns, a faint sting seeping through the spiritual liquid into the wounds. Yet this couldn't disrupt her thoughts.
Chaotic, like a tangled ball of yarn—indescribable, incomprehensible.
Her thoughts felt like a lucid dream—whenever she snapped back to reality, it all seemed utterly meaningless.
Truthfully, it wasn't that painful, and she wasn't a delicate girl.
Yet in her master's eyes, she wasn't much better than Li Shiyao. She didn't want to be treated like a child, yet she craved her master's affection.
"What am I thinking?"
The realization hit her like waking from a dream.
It felt like sword energy had sliced through the Spirit Pool Hall, sending ripples across the water. That was most likely the Master’s magical artifact.
But this time, Ye Qinghan was prepared. The Desire-Cutting Bracelet still adorned her wrist. Through repeated testing, she knew it could resist most forms of mental suppression and possessed the power to force wakefulness. She doubted her master would use anything too powerful, so it should be effective.
Now, he should just pretend to be asleep.
Meanwhile, Su Cheng feigned ignorance as he entered his changing cubicle, deliberately making noise. If the First Disciple were awake, he would surely hear it.
Should Qinghan call out to him, he could simply pretend not to know the disciple was bathing and quickly fabricate an excuse to retreat.
This way, he could advance or retreat as needed—a perfect plan!
Ye Qinghan's fox-like eyes and mouth curved upward simultaneously. He thought to himself: Truly perfect! Master is truly masterful!
Su Cheng pretended to fold his few pieces of clothing back and forth, pretending it needed more attention. Only when he felt it was just about right did he tiptoe over and peek through the door crack.
【I'm guilty, but I only did it for your own good!】
【Holy crap, why is Qinghan floating in the pool?】
Su Cheng quickly pulled the mother fox out of the water and examined her from head to toe. The wounds were healing well—the collarbone injury was nearly healed, and the thigh wound was almost fully recovered.
"Ouch~ It hurts~ Master…"
Those words sent a chill through Su Cheng's sturdy frame! He nearly tossed Ye Qinghan back into the pool!
【No, I must hurry. Who knows when Daiyao might start missing her sister Qinghan?】
【As the sect leader, I feel like a thief in my own Lingxian Hall! Sigh!】
He lifted Ye Qinghan and placed her nearby, silently reciting the core socialist values to himself. Her innate allure was truly formidable—before long, Su Cheng felt himself getting a bit heated!
【No, no, I need to slow down…】
Ye Qinghan thought: Cute~ Didn't Master say he'd punish Qinghan? Come punish me hard!
Taking a deep breath, Su Cheng flipped Ye Qinghan over like a piece of grilled meat, his large hands pressing against her smooth jade-like back.
Her already delicate skin glistened with the slippery sheen of spiritual essence. Su Cheng inwardly groaned—this was trouble!
【Oh no!】
【Su Cheng! A gentleman may admire beauty but must not indulge! You cannot!】
Log in to permanently save your bookshelf data across devices. We recommend logging in for use.
============================================================