After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 32 - Its time to fantasize

Chapter 32: It’s time to fantasize

In Chu Xianning’s hand was a section of a Snake Bone Whip.

Three hundred years ago, on Yuelan Continent in the Eastern Region, a white snake that had fled from the Western Region caused chaos among humans. Chu Xianning killed it with a single sword strike. Its skin and bones were eventually crafted into the long whip in Chu Xianning’s hand.

This was the treasure Chu Xianning used in her childhood to discipline Jiang Huai, specifically for unruly disciples. Although Chu Xianning had a sharp tongue, she was never heavy-handed. She never really had the heart to whip Jiang Huai hard.

More often, she used it to scare him, and when she did use it, she only left a few whip marks on his body, causing a slight burning pain but not enough to break the skin.

Jiang Huai had many memories of the fairy in white holding a whip, always feeling that if he were beaten a few more times, he might awaken some strange proclivities. After each beating, his mind would start fantasizing about weird things, like snatching Chu Xianning’s whip and watching his always cool and pure master kneel obediently on the bed, lifting her skirt for him to leave marks with the whip on her behind.

No, just thinking about it made him drool.

“What are you smiling about?” Chu Xianning’s tone rose slightly.

“Nothing, nothing,” Jiang Huai quickly came back to his senses, scratching his head.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Master take out this whip, I kind of miss it.”

Chu Xianning sneered, “Want me to give you a couple of lashes?”

“That won’t do,” Jiang Huai hurriedly refilled Chu Xianning’s tea bowl.

Tomorrow would be another day of inner sect competitions.

Jiang Huai put on a pitiful look, “I have to fight someone tomorrow, what if Master injures me?”

“I see your cheap bones are quite lively and active.”

“Alas,” Jiang Huai sighed helplessly.

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As a child, although Master was icy, she was gentle to him. But the older he got, the more poisonous her tongue became.

Was this his own cheap bones’ retribution?

“Speaking of which, I’ve prepared a little gift for Master.”

Jiang Huai suddenly winked at Chu Xianning, taking out a small jade pendant from his storage space.

The pendant was made of white jade, a very delicate earring, carved from the same piece of jade as the figurine he had carved for Luo Qingyu today.

Chu Xianning’s eyes lifted slightly, her cold gaze slightly disdainful.

She never liked to wear jewelry, but Jiang Huai had indeed given her quite a few pieces of jewelry from childhood to adulthood. Most of them were found by Jiang Huai in various secret realms or shops, handcrafted for her.

The spirit stones Jiang Huai used were never given by Chu Xianning; she knew he had his own ways of making money.

The jewelry he gave her was never cheap. But looking at this jade pendant, Chu Xianning sensed something and realized that the aura of this warm snow-colored jade was from the sculpture Luo Qingyu had been playing with today… it was from the same material.

“I don’t want it,” Chu Xianning refused indifferently.

“Ah?”

Jiang Huai immediately showed a hint of disappointment and a tiny bit of grievance, “It’s all out of filial piety, Master.”

“I don’t want it, it’s ugly.”

“This is the best piece from a huge block of warm moon spirit jade, crystal clear and of excellent quality. I spent ten thousand spirit stones on it at Ziyun Pavilion when I went down the mountain last time. Only such a small piece could be made into an earring, and I specially prepared it for Master.”

“What about the rest of the jade?”

“Didn’t I make a little ornament for Luo Qingyu? Didn’t Master see it?”

“Oh,” Chu Xianning responded indifferently.

“Forget it, if Master doesn’t want it, I’ll give it to Luo Qingyu.”

Saying this, Jiang Huai put the small pendant back, still with a look of grievance on his face.

Chu Xianning inexplicably felt as if she had been bitten by a dog again.

Jiang Huai had been watched over by her since he was a child, and his little schemes had been apparent since he was young.

Chu Xianning was no fool; this guy had always been able to guess her thoughts accurately. Since he used to fill out answer sheets in the past, he surely knew how to fill them out to get everything wrong.

Chu Xianning’s fingertips lightly stroked the Snake Bone Whip in her hand.

“Stand up,” she said to Jiang Huai.

“Why?”

“I’m going to beat you.”

“For what reason?” Jiang Huai widened his eyes.

“Does a master need a reason to discipline a disciple?”

“Is that reasonable?”

“No.”

“Alright, alright.”

Jiang Huai stood up reluctantly and with a mournful tone, began to take off his shirt.

Chu Xianning glanced at him sideways, and Jiang Huai silently added, “Don’t ruin the clothes.”

Under the moonlight, he stood bare-chested before Chu Xianning, who gripped the long whip tightly in her hand. Looking at Jiang Huai’s body before her, for some reason, the hand holding the whip gradually began to feel weak.

After all, he was the child she had raised by hand.

Because of the cultivation of the Immaculate Golden Body, Jiang Huai’s physique didn’t appear burly. All his strength was contained within his body, appearing slightly slender but also well-defined. Chu Xianning just looked at him for several seconds without moving.

“I knew Master wouldn’t bear to hit me,” Jiang Huai said while taking out the earring again and approaching Chu Xianning.

Her body tensed slightly, but in the end, she didn’t move, allowing him to put the small earring on her left ear.

“This gift was prepared for Master, crafted according to Master’s personality and preferences. It’s not suitable for Qingyu, so if Master doesn’t want it, it can only be thrown away.”

As he spoke, Jiang Huai gazed at Chu Xianning, who was in front of him, and suddenly smiled softly, saying, “It looks really nice.”

Chu Xianning’s hand holding the whip loosened a bit, but she turned her cheek away.

“You’re asking for a beating.”

“Why do I deserve a beating for complimenting Master’s beauty? If so many people in the world think Master is beautiful, does Master intend to beat them all one by one?”

“Then I’ll beat them all one by one,” Chu Xianning started to act like a petulant child.

“That won’t do, Master can only beat me.”

In the end, Chu Xianning let go of the whip. She turned her face back, and unexpectedly, she reached out her hand, touching Jiang Huai’s abdomen with her pale palm.

Her hand emitted a faint chill, and Jiang Huai, somewhat surprised, looked down at her.

Chu Xianning, still seated and calm, asked indifferently, “Your Immaculate Golden Body is at the seventh level. How many spirit stones do you need to reach the ninth level?”

“Probably about one hundred and fifty thousand.”

Chu Xianning’s fingertips suddenly tightened, grabbing Jiang Huai’s chest and twisting it hard. Jiang Huai cried out in pain, jumping away almost instantly. Moments later, he saw Chu Xianning’s smile.

It was like a little girl’s prank, suddenly pinching him, but Chu Xianning actually started to laugh, and she seemed genuinely happy.

Jiang Huai rarely saw Chu Xianning smile, and for a moment, he was somewhat stunned.

Chu Xianning didn’t care about these things and simply took out a stack of spirit stone bills from the purple mansion within her body.

“Take it.”

Jiang Huai counted the spirit stone notes, totaling two hundred thousand.

He stared at Chu Xianning’s eyes, which still seemed to retain a trace of a smile.

Unable to help himself, he asked, “How much is left in Master’s little treasury?”

Chu Xianning stopped smiling instantly, giving him a sidelong glance, “Are you always thinking about Master’s little treasury?”

“No, I was just thinking… Master spent quite a few spirit stones to have Granny Jiuyou treat my injuries before, right?”

“Granny Jiuyou is not someone who can be easily asked for help. One treatment costs five hundred thousand spirit stones.”

“So how much does Master have left?”

“It’s none of your business,” Chu Xianning replied indifferently.

Jiang Huai suddenly felt the spirit stone notes in his hand were somewhat hot to the touch.

Master Chu Xianning, although cold in appearance, had always been extremely good to him.

Jiang Huai did not refuse Chu Xianning’s kindness and put away the spirit stone notes, beginning to put his clothes back on, saying,

“I’ll owe these spirit stones for now, and I’ll make a supreme spirit sword for Master in the future.”

“Take care of yourself first.”

Chu Xianning stood up and continued, “The top disciple of Alchemy Mountain, Li Qiusheng, is at the peak of the late Core Formation stage, cultivating the Ice Edge Technique. The top disciple of Huangjian Mountain, Qin Wugou, is also at the peak of the late Core Formation stage, with Sword Heart Enlightenment. In the past, neither of them was a match for a single sword strike from you, but now… you should be careful. If you injure your foundation again, I won’t have the money to ask Granny Jiuyou to treat you.”

“I will win,” Jiang Huai said as he watched her turn and walk away.

Chu Xianning stopped and turned slightly, “So certain?”

“Of course, I still have to participate in the Eastern Region competition at the end of the year. I want the entire Eastern Region to know that Master didn’t make a mistake in choosing me, that I am Chu Xianning’s proudest disciple in this lifetime.”

Chu Xianning seemed to suddenly understand something.

Just as she was about to say something, Jiang Huai had already softly begun to speak.

“I am a disciple of the master, following the same path as the master. Most cultivators are selfish, greedy, and corrupt, treating the common folk with indifference as if they were mere ants. During the calamity of Moluo City five hundred years ago, they couldn’t understand why the master would rather harm her own essence than abandon those civilians, and they only dared to mock the master’s foolishness in secret.”

“I know the master doesn’t need their understanding, but I just want to show them that Chu Xianning’s Way of the Sword has never been inferior to anyone.”

Chu Xianning fell silent for a few seconds.

She understood.

During the time when Jiang Huai was seriously injured, she had asked him more than once if he regretted his actions, and she had also doubted… whether she had taught Jiang Huai wrongly, whether she should have let Jiang Huai be as stubborn as her and tread the same old path she had once walked.

For five hundred years, she had never had a single regret about herself, but when she saw Jiang Huai lying injured on the bed, she also began to doubt herself.

But now her heart gradually calmed down, she turned around, and the coldness in her eyes slowly melted away.

“Even if you don’t take the top position, you are still my proudest disciple, Chu Xianning.”

“Is master actually praising me?” Jiang Huai was stunned.

Chu Xianning gave him a faint glance, “Go to sleep.”

With that, she turned and left, and Jiang Huai, with a mix of laughter and tears, stood behind her, softly saying, “Goodnight, master.”

Chu Xianning’s figure quickly disappeared from his sight, and Jiang Huai returned to the tea table, looking at Chu Xianning’s teacup with a little tea left in it.

Suddenly, he had a strange urge to pour the tea into Chu Xianning’s bowl and taste it to see if it’s sweet.

No, that’s not right.

Too low-class!

Rather than that, I should go back to my room and sleep, fantasizing about my cold master reluctantly feeding me tea mouth to mouth in the future.