After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 43 - Arrival

Chapter 43: Arrival

The corners of Jiang Huai’s mouth twitched slightly.

If he dared to tell Chu Xianning that he wanted to play with her feet, he was sure that in the next second, Chu Xianning’s sword would be at his neck.

The spiritual boat would not reach Qingxuan Sect until nearly evening, and it was just the early morning. Above the vast sky, the clouds rolled and drifted, everything was so quiet, and the sound of the wind was blocked by the boat’s barrier. Jiang Huai looked at the delicate girl in front of him, her eyes always watery.

It was fine in the courtyard, as Chu Xianning’s presence made Jiang Huai cautious in whatever he did. But now, in their private world, with Luo Qingyu so willing to give and take, wouldn’t he be able to play with her as he pleased?

Jiang Huai shook his head, casting out the strange thoughts from his mind, ignoring the persistent beeping of the system in his ear.

Jiang Huai stopped playing with Luo Qingyu’s pale feet and started brewing tea by the table. Luo Qingyu sat obediently, her legs tightly closed under her skirt, leaning on the table and watching him intently, as if she could never tire of it.

“Brother Jiang Huai…”

“Hmm?”

“My chest feels a bit stuffy.”

“Hmm?”

Jiang Huai gestured for her to stretch out her wrist so he could take her pulse. However, Luo Qingyu just rested her chest on the table, slightly lifting her face.

“Maybe it’ll feel better if Brother Jiang Huai rubs it.”

Jiang Huai expressionlessly took a piece of peanut brittle and stuffed it into Luo Qingyu’s mouth.

He needed to keep this girl’s mouth shut.

……

At noon.

Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu enjoyed a hot pot meal on the deck. After lunch, Jiang Huai returned to his room. At the moment, he was lying with the back of his head on Luo Qingyu’s thighs while her fingertips gently massaged his head.

Jiang Huai could almost smell a faint fragrance, Luo Qingyu’s body also smelled nice, an indistinct light scent that inexplicably made one feel at ease. Gradually, he began to feel drowsy, turned to his side, and rested his cheek against her white thigh. Luo Qingyu playfully extended her finger, gently rubbing his lips until he lightly bit down.

Luo Qingyu didn’t withdraw her finger but instead teased Jiang Huai’s tongue with her fingertip. This girl was never easy to handle.

Jiang Huai grabbed her wrist, moved it away, then shifted slightly and gently bit her leg.

“Behave.”

Luo Qingyu finally settled down and began to flip through a play script quietly.

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Qingxuan Sect.

This world is divided into five domains, with the Eastern Region being the most populous for the human race, divided into four continents. Each continent has several cultivation sects, and the most famous sects on Yuelan Continent where Jiang Huai resided were Qingxuan Sect and Tianxuan Sect.

Qingxuan Sect’s foundation was much stronger than Tianxuan Sect’s. If not for Jiang Huai emerging from Tianxuan Sect, Qingxuan Sect had always firmly overshadowed Tianxuan Sect.

Luo Yueguan became the sect master of Qingxuan Sect two hundred years ago. She had been a disciple of Qingxuan Sect for over five hundred years, progressing from an ordinary disciple to an inner disciple, then to an elder of the sect, and finally becoming the sect master. This journey took her three hundred years. Perhaps in Chu Xianning’s eyes, Luo Yueguan was hopelessly foolish, selfish, and vain, but to others, Luo Yueguan was a figure of ruthless and awe-inspiring figure.

“Sect Master, the Holy Son of the Radiant Sun Sect from the Corona Continent, Gu Zhou, requests an audience. I’ve asked him to wait in the guest hall,” a voice transmitted from outside Luo Yueguan’s courtyard.

Luo Yueguan preferred solitude; outsiders were not allowed into her courtyard. Matters were typically discussed through voice transmission. At this moment, Luo Yueguan was in the courtyard admiring the peach blossoms. She responded indifferently,

“What does he want?”

“He probably heard the rumors about the Saintess calling off her engagement and has come with a marriage proposal.”

“Let him wait.”

“But…”

“Tell him I’m in seclusion and will emerge in three days.” Luo Yueguan replied calmly, then picked up the tea from the table and brought it to her lips.

The tea that was once scalding hot was now ice-cold, and tiny frost crystals were slowly forming in the bowl.

Chu Xianning was a flower spirit body; her cultivation path was smooth and unobstructed, and her physique brought her no troubles but always exuded a floral fragrance. But Luo Yueguan’s Ice Soul Profound Body had endured countless hardships along her cultivation journey. Now her body was ice-cold, perhaps due to the dampness of late spring, even a thin layer of frost had formed on her eyebrows.

She had given the pill Jiang Huai entrusted to her to the apothecaries of Qingxuan Sect for research. They managed to identify seventy percent of the ingredients but could only shake their heads in resignation. Even if they could decipher all the ingredients, the method of concocting the pill was unheard of. No one in Qingxuan Sect could replicate it. The stubborn apothecaries even pleaded with Luo Yueguan to invite the pill’s creator to teach them if she ever had the chance.

The alchemists of Qingxuan Sect were far more skilled than those from the Tianxuan Sect’s Alchemy Mountain. Given this, the pill must indeed have come from Jiang Huai.

Aside from his looks and talent in swordsmanship, which were already enviable, was his skill in alchemy also so terrifying?

If Chu Xianning was the woman who watched Jiang Huai grow up, then Luo Yueguan was also one of them. When Jiang Huai was young, she often visited Chu Xianning’s courtyard and would hold Jiang Huai in her arms. She watched the boy grow into a graceful young man.

Sometimes at night, she envied Chu Xianning; if she had been the one to bring Jiang Huai back to her courtyard, would she not have to suffer as she did now?

But ‘what if’s’ didn’t exist in this world. Perhaps it was fate.

Luo Yueguan sighed softly, stood up, and walked to the bath in the backyard. Her bath had a special spirit-gathering array with Fire Spirit Jade laid underneath. Whenever her Ice Soul Profound Body became unbearable, she would soak in it.

Now, she was wearing a purple robe, which she removed piece by piece until only a light purple undergarment remained. She tiptoed into the bath, and soon bubbles began to form on the surface.

The spiritual spring water seemed to warm her slightly. She lazily closed her eyes, and peach petals floated on the water’s surface. The warm flow enveloped her body, seemingly easing the fatigue at the bottom of her heart.

The annulment of Luo Qingyu’s engagement to Jiang Huai had been announced to the world. The Holy Son of the Haori Sect, the largest sect in the Rimian Continent, was only twenty-one but had already reached the early stages of Nascent Soul cultivation.

Luo Yueguan was not like Chu Xianning, who stayed out of worldly affairs. She had a clear understanding of the complex relationships in the Eastern Region. Now that the Holy Son of the Haori Sect had come to propose, what reason could she find to refuse?

In the end, she could only blame herself for acting rashly and thinking she was clever, which led to this situation.

Luo Yueguan sighed deeply, looking down at her body. She slightly lifted her legs, proud of her long, lustrous limbs.

Yet to this day, no man had come close to her. Countless male cultivators had pursued her over the past six hundred years, including many outstanding talents. But because of her past, whenever she saw their smiles, she felt an inexplicable deep-seated disgust in her heart.

In this world, love between men and women was often superficial, coveting her appearance as if she were a commodity to be picked and chosen at will.

Luo Yueguan had no desire to sell herself for a good price, so for six hundred years, she had remained alone.

She stretched out her delicate, jade-like hand, gently caressing her legs. It seemed that for six hundred years, she could only admire herself. Her throat moved slightly, her lips parted a bit, and her waist arched in the bath like a fish’s tail.

…….

As evening approached, Jiang Huai pretended to sleep for a long time.

He had actually woken up early, but the thought of the little clingy spirit’s next move made him hesitate. Her body was soft, and if he couldn’t restrain himself and ended up bullying her, he didn’t know how he would face the consequences.

“We’re here.” Jiang Huai said as he sat up from Luo Qingyu’s legs, rubbing his eyes.

Luo Qingyu lifted her skirt slightly, showing him the red marks on her tender thigh from being used as a pillow. Jiang Huai reached out to gently massage it, and after a while, Luo Qingyu hummed in satisfaction. She sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her clean, white legs, while Jiang Huai knelt down to help her put on her black high heels.

Luo Qingyu’s high heels clicked on the deck of the spirit boat as they arrived at Qingxuan Sect. The disciples recognized Chu Xianning’s spirit boat and did not ask too many questions. Jiang Huai parked the spirit boat above Luo Yueguan’s courtyard, retracted it, and flew with Luo Qingyu on his sword.

“Mother?” Luo Qingyu called softly.

But there was no response from the courtyard. Luo Qingyu paused, her cheeks puffing up slightly, then used her spiritual energy to locate her mother and whispered to Jiang Huai.

“Mother is bathing; I’ll go call her.”

“Okay, go ahead,” Jiang Huai said as he sat in the pavilion.

Luo Qingyu went to the bath in the backyard. Luo Yueguan’s clothes were on the side, and she was soaking in the bath, seemingly asleep. Luo Qingyu approached, poked her shoulder gently with her fingertip, and Luo Yueguan slowly opened her eyes, looking surprised to see Luo Qingyu.

“I’m back, Mother,” Luo Qingyu said softly.

Luo Yueguan’s throat felt tight as she looked at the smile on Luo Qingyu’s lips, wondering how long it had been since she last saw it.

“Did you come back alone?”

“Brother Jiang Huai came back with me. He said he has something to discuss with you and is waiting in the courtyard,” Luo Qingyu replied obediently.

“Alright, wait for me to get dressed,” Luo Yueguan said as she stood up from the water, the droplets cascading down her body.