CH 8

Yan Hui watched over Tian Yao the entire night and didn't sleep at all. In the end, she learned that he had been plotting against her from the first day. She felt like a stupid cow, being led by the nose the entire time. She seethed with anger.

She left the lake in the early morning with Tian Yao. After returning to the small courtyard, she climbed into bed and pulled the covers over her head, not caring about anything else.

Grandmother Xiao was very ill and could not rise from her bed. Tian Yao stayed by her side and waited on her. He didn't look after Yan Hui.

Although Yan Hui was snuggled under the blanket, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Her mind kept recalling Tian Yao's words. Ten years had passed since Liang Xiao accepted her as his disciple and brought her to Chen Xing Mountain to cultivate. In that period of time, she didn't kill many demons, but she did encounter many and heard of countless others. There were endless varieties.

But if you were to speak about dragon demons......

Dragon demons twenty years ago......

A bright light suddenly flashed in Yan Hui's mind. Before, at the lakeside, her thoughts were too jumbled, so she didn't remember. Now that her thoughts quieted and she could think, she suddenly remembered something she'd heard somewhere. Twenty years ago, the Master of the Guang Han Sect and her grandmaster, Zhenren Qing Guang killed a large demon together. As for the demon's true self, some said snake, others said fox. The story was muddled with uncertainty. In the end, no one could say for sure if it actually happened or not.

The two cultivators in the story had reached a high level, so naturally, no one dared to ask them. Thus, among the young disciples, the story morphed into a legend.

Some said Master of the Guang Han Sect, Su Ying, had been deceived by the demon and fell deeply in love with him. When she found out everything was a lie, she ruthlessly struck and eliminated the demon for the world's Great Dao. Some said that my sect's grandmaster, Zhenren Qing Guang, was looking at the astrological signs and discovered that a demon entered the city. Thus, he joined hands with the master of the Guang Han Sect, and they vanquished the demon together. They also had an indescribable love-hate relationship between them two Such melodrama quickly became a scandalous topic in the city's gossip.

Yes, Yan Hui's mind suddenly cleared. She remembered there was a day when a few of her fellow disciples huddled together to talk about this matter. It just so happened that Zhenren Qing Guang arrived at the disciples' room to visit kin. A few of the girls were talking excitedly and completely didn't realize he had arrived behind them.

At the time, Yan Hui was sitting off to the side. She looked in surprise at the man who had already been cultivating for 100 years yet still looked youthful, Zhenren Qing Guang. Like a kid, he squeezed his head in to listen to the story.

She heard her senior disciple say: "......but when Sect Master Su Ying saw that Grandmaster was hurt, she became angry. She waved her hand at that hateful demon. At the risk of her life, she saved Grandmaster."

The person in the story, Grandmaster, stroked his chin: "Hey......why did the Grandmaster need saving?"

The senior disciple didn't look over: "Grandmaster got hurt earlier trying to save Sect Master Su Ying!"



Yan Hui stood last in line. She saw Zhenren Qing Guang immediately say to Ling Xiao: "No, no, no. I've accepted so many disciples, but you are the most solemn. They are so cute. You're being so fierce. You've scared them, so now they don't dare finish. How am I supposed to hear the end of the story?"

The year-round aloof and indifferent Ling Xiao would only put his hand on his forehead and sigh: "Shifu......"

This was the first time Yan Hui saw their Chen Xing Mountain's Daoist Spiritual Master up close. He was Ling Xiao's shifu. He was the topmost cultivator in the cultivation world.

The Yan Hui at the time felt if she was to become someone, she had to be like Zhenren Qing Guang: laid-back and calm, neither acquiescent nor overbearing, not frightened nor fearful.

But unfortunately, before she could become such a person, she had already been driven out of the sect......

Her thoughts drifted too far. Yan Hui hurriedly pulled her mind back.

Yan Hui didn't know if her Grandmaster, Zhenren Qing Guang liked the master of the Guang Han sect as the rumors said, but she knew the master of the Guang Han sect did like someone. Although this matter didn't have the involved parties' verification, it spread wide and far in the jianghu. The amount of people who thought it true were countless.

It was said that the master of the Guang Han Sect used to like an ordinary person who didn't cultivate. Later on, that ordinary person died. The master of the Guang Han Sect cultivated in seclusion from then on. It wasn't until later on, when the Chen Xing Mountain called a cultivator meeting, that the master of the Guang Han Sect made an appearance. By her side was a youth who followed her closely.

Some said that he was the reincarnation of Sect Master Su Ying's lover.

But in the heavenly cycle of reincarnation, finding the reincarnation of someone wasn't as easy as just going to look for it. Yan Hui thought perhaps she had just found a similar looking person as a substitute.



There, Yan Hui still wore the shattered jade piece from the broken hairpin.

The Daoist priest's eyes brightened: "Who is this?" He stared at Yan Hui and asked Mrs. Zhou.

Mrs. Zhou glanced at Yan Hui. Mrs. Zhou still held a grudge against her: "Oh, the wife Old Lady Xiao bought for her grandson."

The Daoist priest nodded: "Looking at this girl, her features are excellent. She has a good character and promotes a harmonious household. Grandmother, this wife was well-bought." Hearing his compliments, the grandmother smiles until her eyes squinted.

Mrs. Zhou coldly snorted to the side: "Her face is good, but her temper isn't."

Yan Hui gently laughed and clenched her fists. She wanted Mrs. Zhou to appreciate her not-good temper again.

"She does have a temper, but it matches rather well with the jadeite around this girl's neck. [1]" The Daoist priest fixed his eyes on the jade around Yan Hui's neck. "If the jade was handed over for this Daoist priest to work over, perhaps it will prolong the old lady's life for another twenty years or so."

When those words came out, the small courtyard instantly fell silent.

Then everyone's eyes fell upon the broken jade around Yan Hui's neck.

[1] It rather matches with the jadeite around this girl's neck.