NovelKBC Chapter 403 389: Jiu: "Your Master Is So Skilled, It's All Thanks to the Holy Daughter!
Chapter 403 389: Jiu: "Your Master Is So Skilled, It's All Thanks to the Holy Daughter!
RUMBLE—
The heavy Stone Gate opened slowly, stirring up a chilling draft.
Jiu tilted her head up slightly. The mask branded with a Red Lotus Pattern gleamed coldly in the dim light.
When she saw the newcomer clearly, the eyes hidden behind her mask instantly dimmed, and her previously tense shoulders sagged as if in defeat.
"Where's your master?"
Jiu's voice was a bit cold, yet the end of her sentence carried a faint, almost imperceptible trace of anticipation.
Qing Yueqiu walked in pushing a food cart, her long, silver-white hair swaying gently with her steps.
She pushed the cart, which held one meat dish, two vegetable dishes, and a soup, in front of Jiu. Then, without hiding the disgust in her voice, she said:
"You're a Demon Sect prisoner detained by my master. Technically, it wouldn't be a problem even if we let you starve. After all, Cultivators can practice Fasting, so it's not like you'll die of hunger.
The fact that my master cooked for you is already an immense act of grace. Yet you still expect him to deliver it to you personally? You truly are Shang Miaoyan's loyal dog. How shameless."
Hearing the silver-haired girl's mockery, Jiu couldn't help but clench her fists.
'She can insult me all she wants, but insulting the Holy Daughter is absolutely forbidden!'
Jiu snorted coldly, immediately thinking of a comeback. Beneath her mask, her thin lips curled up, revealing pristine canine teeth.
"Heh—"
Jiu's soft chuckle successfully caught Qing Yueqiu's attention.
"What are you laughing at?"
The silver-haired girl asked with a frown.
Jiu tilted her head up, the sliver of her snow-white chin visible at the edge of her mask lifting slightly, giving her a somewhat arrogant air.
"Junior, the sourness in your words..." She deliberately dragged out her tone. "I can smell it from thirty feet away."
"On the surface, you mock our Yin Yang Sacred Land for being shameless, but in reality, you're quite envious of us, aren't you?"
Qing Yueqiu's crimson eyes sharpened. She slammed a fist into the wall, shaking the secret chamber's ceiling enough to make dust fall.
"Don't you dare insult me... I, Qing Yueqiu, am a disciple of a prestigious sect of the Righteous Dao, studying under the Cold Sun Sword Immortal of the Xuanyuan Dao Sect.
What makes you think I would envy a group of demonesses like you who know nothing of courtesy, righteousness, or honor!"
"Oh? Then why do your eyes spit fire every time you mention the Holy Daughter? Isn't that just jealousy?
After all, the master you revere is nothing more than the Holy Daughter's plaything. So, what right do you have to act so proud in front of me?"
Seeing this favored daughter of the Dao Sect look so gloomy and embarrassed, Jiu's laughter grew even more unrestrained.
VMM—!!
A streak of Sword Qi grazed past Jiu's mask, leaving a deep gash on the stone wall.
"Demoness! You think you're worthy of mentioning my master?!"
"You stinking bitch, you've corrupted who knows how many men!"
Qing Yueqiu's chest heaved violently, the crimson in her eyes deepening. The Killing Intent surrounding her was so thick it almost materialized, surprising even Jiu, an assassin accustomed to covert missions.
'How can Pei Yuhang's disciple have such a strong murderous nature?'
However, after hearing Qing Yueqiu's last taunt, Jiu also felt a surge of fury rush to her head.
"I'll say this one last time: I have never touched a man!!"
Jiu was extremely sensitive about this topic. In her agitation, she forgot to disguise her voice, and her clear, girlish tone echoed through the secret chamber.
But of course, Qing Yueqiu didn't believe her. In her eyes, the women of the Yin Yang Sacred Land were full of lies; not a single word they said was trustworthy!
"Hmph. You're rotten to the core, yet you have the gall to say something like that?"
As she spoke, the silver-haired girl looked Jiu up and down with a contemptuous gaze, her crimson eyes filled with derision.
"You!"
Jiu was instantly so angry she trembled all over, the veins on the back of her hands faintly visible.
She suddenly threw her head back and laughed, then lunged close to Qing Yueqiu and sneered, "Hahaha~ And what about you?
When you were coveting your own master, did you ever stop to think about courtesy, righteousness, or honor?
A disgusting woman like you, who harbors incestuous thoughts about her own elder, dares to call herself a Righteous Disciple!"
The color instantly drained from Qing Yueqiu's face, only to be replaced by a deep flush.
"You demoness, stop spouting such nonsense and trying to corrupt my Dao Heart!"
Seeing this, Jiu snorted with contempt. "What a little slut. I've hit a nerve about your filthy desires for your master, and you don't even dare to admit it!
Can you even face your master's wife? And you have the audacity to lecture me."
Qing Yueqiu's pupils contracted sharply, and her chest heaved. Jiu watched her reaction with satisfaction and continued to add fuel to the fire:
"Besides, not even counting the Holy Daughter and Ye Liyuan... Sword Immortal Pei's relationship with Saintess Lin Qianyan is also quite profound.
Junior, think about it. What is my Holy Daughter's status? And how noble is Saintess Lin Qianyan? No matter how you look at it, he would never be interested in a little nobody like you who has nothing!
And what's more, I can tell that your Yin Essence is gone. You've already slept with Sword Immortal Pei, haven't you... Was he very skilled? That's all thanks to the Holy Daughter, you know. You're so lucky~"
A flash of humiliated anger crossed Qing Yueqiu's crimson eyes.
She violently drew the Glazed Treasure Sword from her waist. As the blade left its sheath, it let out a clear dragon's cry. A sharp Sword Qi instantly erupted, shaking the walls of the secret chamber and causing dust to rain down.
The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, its cold glint aimed directly at Jiu's throat.
"You're courting death!"
Faced with Qing Yueqiu's threat, Jiu remained completely unmoved.
She lazily brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead. A faint, cold smile played on her lips, and her eyes held a hint of pity.
"What's wrong, little kitten? Did I hit a nerve, making you fly into a rage?"
"If you have the guts, then go ahead and use that sword on me."
The veins on the back of Qing Yueqiu's hand bulged. "You think I don't dare?!"
"Then come on~"
Jiu beckoned to Qing Yueqiu with her finger.
"Courting death!"
CLANG—
Sparks flew through the air.
Qing Yueqiu's fingertips trembled slightly as she stared at the Silent Sword blocking her path, its blade reflecting her pale face.
"Master, I..."
Pei Yuhang sheathed his sword. The moment the blade returned to its scabbard, it let out a clear, metallic ring.
He glanced sideways at his disciple, his gaze calm yet carrying an unquestionable authority.
"That's enough, Yueqiu. This woman is goading you, deliberately provoking you. You may leave for now."
Qing Yueqiu's lips pressed into a thin line, her long eyelashes lowered to hide the surging unwillingness in her eyes.
She clenched her sleeves, her knuckles turning white from the force, but ultimately, she didn't argue.
"Yes, Master."
She turned slowly, her long, silver-white hair lifting slightly in the cold wind, her figure looking thin and lonely from behind.
"Yueqiu."
Pei Yuhang suddenly spoke again.
The silver-haired girl paused but didn't turn back, though her shoulders tensed imperceptibly for a moment.
"Don't come here anymore for the time being."
His tone was still calm, even carrying a hint of reassurance. Pei Yuhang's intention was to prevent his disciple from clashing with Jiu again, but to Qing Yueqiu's ears, it sounded completely different.
'Master... does he think I'm incompetent?'
'He must think I can't handle things, so he's disappointed in me.'
Qing Yueqiu's eyes misted over. She did not answer her master, merely nodding slightly before stepping out into the wind and snow.
After she walked out of the corridor, the girl's figure gradually blurred, eventually swallowed by the swirling snow.
"Sword Immortal Pei, aren't you going to comfort your disciple?"
Jiu looked at the handsome, white-robed figure before her with a smile.
Pei Yuhang glanced at her and said coldly, "Your meals for today and tomorrow are confiscated."
As he spoke, he swept all the fine dishes from in front of Jiu into his Jiezhi Storage Ring.
Jiu's smile froze for a moment. Her brow twitched under the mask, and then she deliberately dragged out her words:
"Hehe, is Sword Immortal Pei seeking justice for his precious disciple?
I never would have thought you'd actually give yourself to that girl."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Pei Yuhang said expressionlessly.
Jiu suddenly leaned forward, her voice dropping to a low, bewitching whisper:
"You don't understand? You just said I was goading that little girl. She didn't deny sleeping with you, you know...
That's an unexpected piece of intel. The Holy Daughter should be very interested."
The air in the secret chamber suddenly froze.
Pei Yuhang glanced at Jiu on the floor and said, "You're very proud of yourself?"
A bad feeling rose in Jiu's heart. She shrank back into the corner, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, and said warily, "What are you planning to do?"
Pei Yuhang slowly bent down, his white robes pooling on the floor.
His long, slender fingers gently lifted Jiu's chin. The force wasn't heavy, but it rendered her immobile.
"Since you love guessing so much..."
Pei Yuhang's breath was inches away, fogging Jiu's mask.
"Why don't you guess what I want to do right now?"
Spiritual Qi gathered at Pei Yuhang's fingertips as he prepared to inscribe the "Itch Curse" from the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture—a spell designed to make one unbearably itchy, specifically used to tame chaste and defiant women.
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Qing Yueqiu left the secret chamber, walking alone through the swirling snow.
Amidst the vast expanse of white, she only felt her own figure grow smaller and smaller.
She had lived here since she was a child and should have been unafraid of the severe cold, but today, she felt chilled to the bone.
When you were coveting your own master, did you ever stop to think about courtesy, righteousness, or honor?
Can you even face your master's wife?
What do you have that could possibly compare to my Holy Daughter or Saintess Lin Qianyan?
Pei Yuhang was very skilled, wasn't he? That's all thanks to my Holy Daughter...
Jiu's voice echoed relentlessly in her mind.
Qing Yueqiu's breathing grew more rapid, the blood-red light in her beautiful eyes almost bursting forth.
"This is so annoying!!"
She drew Luminous and, with a single slash, swept away the heavy clouds in the sky.
The howling, cold wind was also shattered by the fierce Sword Qi.
The world finally fell silent.
BUZZ BUZZ—
Her Transmission Token began to vibrate.
Qing Yueqiu glanced at the Transmission Token. Seeing the sender was "Pei Xiaohan," she accepted the connection.
"Sister Yueqiu! My master is going to your residence again soon to have tea with Fairy Ye. Of course, she's definitely just using Fairy Ye as an excuse to see Elder Pei!"
"..."
Hearing the name "Lin Qianyan," Qing Yueqiu tightened her grip on her sword's hilt.
"Pei Xiaohan, you said before that you wanted to work with me to stop my master and Saintess Lin from being together, right?"
"So, do you have a plan now?"
"I have two plans right now. The first is to directly let Fairy Ye know that Elder Pei is cheating on her!
That way, Fairy Ye will take action. Elder Pei loves Fairy Ye so much, he'll definitely break things off with my master!"
"No, that would hurt my master too much. I disagree."
Qing Yueqiu instinctively rejected the proposal.
She didn't want to see her master grieving because of his wife.
"Then we can only go with the second plan... My master and Elder Pei were each other's first love. As they say, the 'white moonlight' is the hardest to forget."
As Qing Yueqiu listened to Pei Xiaohan, a flash of envy crossed her beautiful crimson eyes.
But Pei Xiaohan didn't notice Qing Yueqiu's strange reaction and continued:
"If we want to separate these two 'white moonlights,' the best way is to shatter their rose-colored glasses!
I know my master. She's told me stories about Elder Pei many times. The way she tells it, Elder Pei is a gentle, devoted, and romantic person.
If we want to shatter my master's idealized image of Elder Pei, this is the best angle of attack..."