Chapter 114 - The Culprit Who Bullied The Teacher

Chapter 114 The Culprit Who Bullied The Teacher

“Senior Brother, the sect is watching. This demon can’t do anything. You and I shall bid farewell here.”

150 kilometers outside the Immortal Du Sect Mountain, “Old Daoist Qi Yuan”, who was disguised as Li Changshou and riding on the same cloud, suddenly bid Jiu Wu farewell.

“Junior Brother Qi Yuan, why don’t we go to the Punishment Hall together?”

Jiu Wu was slightly stunned. He continued, “Junior Brother, you deserve half of the credit for eliminating the demons this time. We should go and receive rewards together.”

“Qi Yuan” smiled and said, “Please pass my reward and this spiritual beast hide bag, to both my disciples. To be honest, Senior Brother, I still have matters to attend to and have to rush back to Lindong City. After all this delay, it’s almost time for my date.”

Date?

Jiu Wu frowned and nodded. He wanted to say something but hesitated.

“Qi Yuan” bowed and turned around in a bid to leave on a cloud.

However, as soon as “Qi Yuan” flew less than five feet away, Jiu Wu shouted, “Junior Brother, please wait! Can you tell me who you’re meeting?”

Li Changshou heaved a sigh of relief…

Once Uncle-Master falls into the trap, everything will be easy to handle.

“Well…” Li Changshou deliberately put on an awkward expression. Then, he sighed softly. “I wouldn’t dare to deceive you, Senior Brother. A few months ago, my Senior Sister sent me two letters to ask me to meet her in Lindong City.”

Jiu Wu was obviously stunned. He pinched his fingers and made some calculations, after which he confirmed those memories that were somewhat considered deeply-etched in his mind.

For a moment, Jiu Wu’s expression was extremely strange.

What Jiu Wu said next surprised Li Changshou.

“That’s impossible. Junior Brother Qi Yuan, someone must have schemed against you!”

“Senior Brother, what do you mean?”

A hint of anxiety appeared on the paper effigy’s face. He hurriedly said, “Senior Brother, please explain yourself!”

“This…” Jiu Wu muttered to himself and did not reply. He simply said, “In any case, this is unlikely.”

“Senior Brother Jiu Wu!”

“Qi Yuan” immediately stepped forward and bowed to Jiu Wu.

Jiu Wu could not hold back his urges. He sighed softly and said in a deep voice, “Your senior sister died eight hundred years ago. Her remnant soul had reincarnated. I saw it with my own eyes.”

“That year, you fought with Junior Brother Kuai Si from the Immortal Downpour Peak. Junior Brother Kuai Si ambushed you secretly. You injured your Dao base. Although you survived, you could not continue cultivating.”

“Your senior sister, Wan Jiangyu, secretly left the sect. She said that she wanted to find your master, who was traveling around the world, and get him to meet you… However, in reality, she had gone to the North Continent to search for a precious type of medicine to repair your Dao base.” “When the elders in the sect discovered it, they immediately sent me and two other executives to chase after her. However, when we caught up, she was already in the depths of the North Continent. Her Essence Soul was injured by a ferocious beast and she was on the verge of death. The three of us tried our best to save her, an immortal seedling, but to no avail.”

“When your senior sister passed away, she asked the three of us to tell you that we haven’t found her and to hide the truth from you. Her corpse was buried by the three of us. If you don’t believe me, I can let the two of them tell you…”

“Junior Brother, Junior Brother Qi Yuan? Are you… alright?”

“Qi Yuan’s” body trembled, and his eyes lost their focus. He took a few steps back, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Li Changshou had never thought about how he had to put up an act and pretend to be pitiful. At that moment, he could only rely on his imagination to stage the act.

Fortunately, Jiu Wu closed his eyes and sighed softly. He did not have the heart to look further.

Jiu Wu did not want to reveal that matter, but he was worried that “Junior Brother Qi Yuan” would fall into some kind of trap.

“Where… where is she buried?”

“The place where the poisonous fog was spreading had long been destroyed. Junior Brother, don’t be so obsessed. She has already reincarnated.”

Jiu Wu wanted to comfort him, but “Qi Yuan” had already cupped his hands and bowed. He remained silent and flew towards the mountain gate.

“Senior Brother, I want some peace.” “Junior Brother Qi Yuan…”

Jiu Wu knew that “Qi Yuan” was distressed and hence, did not try to persuade him. Instead, he carried the spiritual beast hide pouch and followed closely behind him.

The short Daoist was also filled with emotions. He shook his head and mumbled, “I can’t get over the relationship. It’s too difficult for me to feel at ease. Ask the world what romance is. It… makes it impossible for you to sleep at night.”

Thinking about his Dao companion, Jiu Wu smiled gently.

All of a sudden, charming old women appeared in front of his Dao companion…

Ding

Jiu Wu shuddered.

All beauties will turn into corpses, and cultivation is the proper thing to do!

At the same time, in the straw hut on Little Qiong Peak.

Li Changshou opened his eyes with a complicated expression.

There’s actually such a secret behind this matter…

However, it was a pity that he was a paper effigy who had disguised himself as his master. Logically speaking, he should not ask too many questions. Otherwise, he would have to ask them properly before carefully investigating the details.

This time, he had gained a lot by finding out from Uncle-Master Jiu Wu who his master’s enemy was.

Kuai Si from the Immortal Downpour Peak.

He was a Perfected Immortal who was not famous in the sect. Li Changshou had only seen his name on the name list in the Hundred Mortal Hall by chance.

As a Perfected Immortal in the sect, that person’s reputation and recognizability were far inferior to that of Aunt-Master Jiu Jiu and Uncle-Master Jiu Wu. He was a unique existence who was individualistic.

This person… fought secretly with evil intentions, assaulted my master, and caused my master to end up with no choice but to become a Turbid Immortal.

He even forced my Aunt-Master to take the initiative to go out to the North Continent for a few Immortal-Emancipating Herbs. From then on, she created lots of karmas.

Now, I found out that you have indirectly caused the death of my Uncle-Master and his beloved Senior Sister.

“Fellow Daoist.”

Li Changshou’s gaze became a little sharp, but he quickly hid it.

He mumbled… “Isn’t our karma a little too big?” Li Changshou stood up and paced back and forth in the straw hut.

I can’t rush. Killing or crippling an enemy in the Perfected Immortal realm is not considered difficult for me.

However, the matter concerns my future in the Immortal Du Sect as well as Ling’e’s and Master’s. I must be sure.

His priority now was to decide if he should tell his master about the matter.

Thinking about it carefully, Master is also… a pitiful male immortal.

His Dao base, which is the foundation for Immortal Ascension, had been destroyed, his Senior Sister never returned again after she went out, and so did his master. He turned into a Turbid Immortal and had been schemed against. He does not even have a good friend or close confidante in the Immortal Sect. He even gets teased by his disciples every day…

Ahem, the last one doesn’t count.

Not long after, Li Changshou had a plan in mind.

He took out a communication jade token that was of inferior quality and tried to imitate the handwriting of the first two letters. He wrote two sentences:

“I can rest assured now that I know you’re safe and sound.”

“Don’t think about me anymore. From now on, we’ll go separate ways.” Later, he would explain to his master that he had stayed in Lindong City for a few days and found the jade token by his pillow. He would tell him that he did not find the person whom he had arranged to meet, and that afterward, he met Uncle-Master Jiu Wu whom he worked together with to eliminate the demons…

If I tell Master the truth, he will definitely be utterly dejected. The Dao bases of Turbid Immortals are unstable, to begin with.

I’ll use this method to make Master think that Aunt-Master is still around and is merely unwilling to meet him. Then, Master’s mental state should be like — “The snowflakes flutter, the north wind blows. It’s nothing but bleakness (1. This is a recent meme song by Taiwanese singer, Fei Yu-ching’s Xue Hua Piao Piao)…”

Although it would be melancholic, it would still be vibrant.

I’ll think of a way to find the reincarnate of Aunt-Master in the future.

Li Changshou sighed in his heart. He stared at the word ‘stable’ that he had stuck to the straw hut earlier. The ripples in his heart gradually calmed down.

Things had to be done step by step.

The paper effigy that was disguised as his master returned to Little Qiong Peak on a cloud. He entered Li Changshou’s straw hut first. Then, Li Changshou and the paper effigy entered his master’s house.

The paper effigy’s mission had come to an end.

After a while, only Li Changshou walked out.

A few days later, Uncle-Master Jiu Wu went to visit his “Junior Brother Qi Yuan” whom he had just gotten closer to. He wanted to give him the reward given by the sect for his efforts in extinguishing the demons. He also wanted to inform Qi Yuan of the punishment that the demoness suffered.

Li Changshou used the excuse of “my master seemed to be in agony for some reason, for the past few days” to stop Uncle-Master Jiu Wu. He then discussed the matters of the past with him.

Jiu Wu repeated what he had said previously.

Li Changshou asked for a few details, and Jiu Wu answered him in detail as well.

After that, Li Changshou repeatedly begged Uncle-Master Jiu Wu to ask the other two executives who had gone out with him back then to keep the matter a secret and not mention it in the sect again…

Jiu Wu agreed solemnly. To Jiu Wu, it was a small matter.

Thus, the small episode Lindong City came to an end.

The vixen that he had captured was suppressed outside the Immortal Du Sect’s gate by the sect’s elders. She was punished by being grounded in an Earth Meridian Array for 300 years.

That vixen could not die, so it did not say anything. She was quietly suppressed under a mountain peak and she did not seem to be too resentful.

Li Changshou thought that it would be best if the demoness was dealt with directly.

However, none of the immortals in the sect wanted to lose merit or increase their negative karma, so they could only temporarily seal her outside the sect.

Li Changshou did not take her, a demonic fox lightly.

After all, it was “his master” and Uncle-Master Jiu Wu who took action and captured her. They even carried her “house” away from the mortal world.

Li Changshou had read about a few ways to destroy merit in ancient books. Although it was troublesome, it was not impossible.

However, dealing with the demonic fox was not his main priority for now.

After confirming that his master’s enemy was Kuai Si from the Immortal Downpour Peak, Li Changshou quickly began to secretly investigate and plan. His immortal senses did not stop for a moment, and they enveloped the entire Immortal Downpour Peak…

Even if it was just a small matter, he had to put in all his efforts.

He wanted to implement the perfect plan to eliminate the enemy. Naturally, he had to plan carefully.

He had to formulate a plan of action, mark out the various difficulties, and analyze them one by one. In the end, he would have to come up with a few plans, choose the most perfect one, and make the remaining preparations.

After all, causing the other party to end up in a mishap would be the safest option for him.

About half a year later, Li Changshou finally met Kuai Si.

He was a middle-aged Daoist. His face was decent-looking, and his bearing was extraordinary. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He was indeed somewhat “good-looking”: Daoist Kuai Si entered from outside the gate. He had presumably just returned to the Immortal Du Sect from elsewhere. When he returned to the Immortal Forest Peak, he had looked in the direction of the Little Qiong Peak four times. His gaze was cold.

Li Changshou grabbed a bamboo slip and wrote down the details.

Daoist ‘Kuai Si’ [2. Means ‘about to die’ in Chinese)…

A Daoist who’s about to die?

Ever since he learned of that name, Li Changshou had started to prepare for revenge for his master.

Outside the sect, two ‘Heaven’ paper effigies were on standby. They brought poisonous pills that could kill twenty Heaven Immortals.

Li Changshou could keep multitasking for a long time. It was not difficult for him to divide his attention and focus on the Immortal Downpour Peak with his immortal senses.

However, what made Li Changshou worried was… the fact that ever since his master read those sixteen words, he had never left the straw hut.

If Li Changshou had not sensed his master’s condition, he would have broken the array and entered the array to investigate.

However, he could not neglect his own cultivation for the sake of observing.

Li Changshou continued to refine pills, read books, gain insight, teach his junior sister, and regularly went outside his master’s house to greet him and talk to him.

Twelve years passed in a flash. Daoist Kuai Si had been cultivating in his Cave Abode.

This Daoist probably did not know that someone had long secretly seen through the isolation array outside his cave and that a wisp of immortal senses had been staring at him for more than ten years.

Even though Daoist Kuai Si had a vague feeling that someone was watching him, he was already… used to it after ten-odd years.

It was normal for a Perfected Immortal to cultivate in seclusion for tens or hundreds of years. If the other party did not move, Li Changshou would not.

However, Li Changshou did not expect to receive a piece of news before he could go and visit Kuai Si.

Due to the previous calamity that struck the Immortal Du Sect, the sect wanted to relieve the pressure on the disciples and select the outstanding ones to participate in the Three Sects’ Meet…

The internal sect competition that was held once every 200 years would be held in advance, in three years’ time…