This sentence held so much unsaid information that Jian Xiuyun didn’t know how to respond.
He felt as if a basin of cold water had been splashed on his face.
How come? Why didn’t anyone mention it in his previous life?
Although he really didn’t want to oppose Kan Wenxiao, he was still his disciple after all.
In the future, no matter where he went, if anyone probed about his background as a teacher, Kan Wenxiao’s name would definitely be mentioned as one of his disciples.
If Kan Wenxiao really violated ethics, it would be Jian Xiuyun’s reputation that would be dishonored.
So after much hesitation, he decided to give Kan Wenxiao some advice.
He calmed his expression, carefully controlled his tone, and asked cautiously, “That You Zhinian…is she your sister?”
Kan Wenxiao was startled by his question, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes as he asked, “Who is You…Zhinian?”
Jian Xiuyun, “?!”
“She’s the little monster in the abyss, the one with red eyes, red hair, and red clothes.”
Kan Wenxiao thought deeply.
He frowned slightly, his eyelashes drooping. He raised his bright, black eyes and gazed at Jian Xiuyun confusedly, “How could she be my sister? We are of different races.”
Now it was Jian Xiuyun’s turn to be confused. He decided to confirm, “Did you take her out of the abyss?”
Kan Wenxiao was even more perplexed, “Why should I take her out of the abyss? Isn’t she a monster?”
Seeing his reaction, Jian Xiuyun realized he had miscalculated. Not only did Kan Wenxiao not like You Zhinian, he didn’t even follow the plot and didn’t bring her out of the abyss.
Jian Xiuyun felt both joy and sadness. He was happy that it seemed that the plotline could really be altered, and that there was a possibility he wouldn’t end like he did in his previous life.
The sad thing was, Kan Wenxiao was only fifteen at the moment, and had not yet reached the age where he would be able to recruit a harem. The only one with a romantic interest in the early stage was You Zhinian. If not her, who else could he like?
A woman against moral standards…Song Qingru?
The more Jian Xiuyun followed this line of thought, the more it made sense. After all, before his rebirth, Song Qingru was the only one who was good to him.
Well, although love between them won’t be impossible, it was somewhat wrong after all.
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Kan Wenxiao looked at Jian Xiuyun’s troubled expression with his brows knitted, and he roughly understood. He curled his lips helplessly and asked, “Does Shizun think I like that monster?”
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“Shizun?” Kan Wenxiao saw Jian Xiuyun’s stunned face and exclaimed nervously, panic and expectation intertwined in his heart. Did Shizun guess it? How will he react?
Jian Xiuyun came back to his senses, and looked at Kan Wenxiao, making a decision.
He reached out and patted Kan Wenxiao’s shoulder. “Are you related to the person you like by blood?”
“No.” Kan Wenxiao responded firmly.
“Then what are you afraid of? As long as it’s not incest, just follow your heart.” Jian Xiuyun stared at him and spoke.
“It’s just….”
Before he could finish, Kan Wenxiao’s eyes suddenly lit up, filled with unconcealable excitement, “Okay.”
Jian Xiuyun also smiled and said warmly, “Just listen to what I have to say first…”
He was about to tell Kan Wenxiao that he was still young and it was best to focus on his cultivation first, and wait until he would be older and able to be with the person he likes before committing to her.
By that time, he would have a bunch of women in his harem, and he most likely won’t care about Song Qingru anymore.
However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a hurried voice came from outside, “Elder Jian!”
Then the door was pushed open, and Zhu Mingche strode in.
He walked straight up to him, tugged his arm and said excitedly, “Did brother Jing come to see me?”
Jian Xiuyun chuckled as he looked at his excited face, nodding before taking out the white porcelain bottle and handing it to him.
Zhu Mingche hugged Jian Xiuyun and smiled, “Thank you, Elder Jian. I know Elder Jian must have preserved it for me deliberately.”
Jian Xiuyun patted his arm and said, “Okay, okay, isn’t your shoulder injured? Why are you still so energetic?”
Zhu Mingche let go of his arm and sat down next to him. He poured himself a cup of tea and said while drinking, “My Shizun has been massaging it for a long time, it’s almost healed.”
As he said that, he looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand with joy.
Then he turned to Kan Wenxiao and said, “I’ll bring you some more medicine to treat your wounds tomorrow, and take this bottle for myself.”
However, Kan Wenxiao’s reaction was indifferent, and he even stared at him with a somewhat unfriendly expression.
“Okay.” He responded in a cold voice.
Zhu Mingche was in a rather good mood and didn’t pay much mind. After having downed his cup, he chatted with Jian Xiuyun a bit more, then took the medicine and left.
After being interrupted, Jian Xiuyun forgot what he wanted to say.
The next day, the hour of dog
They arrived at the Hengyue Sect’s martial arts training ground, where a huge mirror was placed in the center.
Jian Xiuyun knew at first glance that this competition was a night hunt.
Except for the first competition, which was always the same, the next two competitions varied depending on where they were held.
For example, this time, it was Hengyue Sect.
That mirror was one of their sect’s treasures, the Void Mirror, which could only be activated by the sect leader.
After being activated by a spell, an illusion would appear in the mirror. What appeared was determined by the one who activated it.
Although it was an illusion, once the things inside were brought out, they would turn real.
Yu Huaien stood in front of the Void Mirror, followed closely by eight disciples, and the other eight elders took their seats around the mirror.
“Tonight’s rules are, whoever kills the most monsters will be the winner.”
After Yu Huaien spoke, a silver light slashed at his hand, and then drops of dark, crimson blood trickled down.
Then he placed his bloody hand on the mirror and silently chanted.
For some reason, Jian Xiuyun felt a flash of unease in his heart.
Xue Rongxiang seemed to sense something as it suddenly came out of his sleeve.
Jian Xiuyun saw it and pushed it back in.
Xue Rongxiang came out again.
“What are you doing?” Jian Xiuyun asked in a low voice.
Xue Rongxiang jumped out, rubbed his palm with its petals, and said, “I want to follow Brother.”
Jian Xiuyun flicked it and said, “Why follow him? You are of no use.”
Upon hearing this, Xue Rongxiang’s petals ruffled instantly, “You are so useless, I won’t listen to you!”
After saying this, it let out an angry “hmph” and leapt towards Kan Wenxiao quickly, and got into his sleeve.
Jian Xiuyun didn’t bother with it anymore and just let it go.
Anyway, even if it did follow Kan Wenxiao, nothing would happen to it.
Kan Wenxiao was about to step into the Void Mirror when his sleeves suddenly shook. He looked down and saw Xue Rongxiang quietly waving a petal at him.
Kan Wenxiao’s heart moved, and he turned to look at Jian Xiuyun.
He was adorned in pristine white robes, sitting quietly on a high platform nearby. The silver moonlight shone upon him like a thin veil, detaching him from the world. Everything seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was a solitary being, as cold and aloof as an immortal.
But only Kan Wenxiao knew that this seemingly cold-blooded person who looked to be so indifferent and nonchalant, had just sent to him Xue Rongxiang, who never left his sleeve.
Although he didn’t know why, it had a trace of his intention.
Maybe he was worried about him?
Traces of uncontrollable joy flowed out, hidden away from the rest of the world.
He raised his head and flashed a sincere and bright smile at Jian Xiuyun, his eyes curling into crescents, and then turned around and strode in.
Kan Wenxiao reminds me of Luo Binghe a lot. Poor teens with so little warmth in their life that they become obsessed with the first trace of it they receive.
Thank you for the chapter.
From which story.
Luo Binghe is from Scum Villain Self-saving Sytem by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu
But its weird, because in a way they did. They had someone who cared for them, but not their shizun…
So i think is more like:
“After kot getting much from the person they were originally hung up from, the little affection they recieve makes them obsessed on them”
Definitely
Ah the misunderstandings- I love it so much 😂
Ken Wenxiao’s feelings are all built on misunderstandings, poor guy.
Thank you for the chapter!
The flower is looking for opportunities to drink KW’s blood and the poor lad thought that Shizun care for him…
I wish Shizun will (soon) fall for KW since right now this is …depressing ah.
Thank you for the chapter!