After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 8 - A Condition

Chapter 8: A Condition

“Jiang Huai… something happened during your retreat,” Luo Yueguan hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.

Luo Qingyu’s body trembled, and her eyes became anxious in an instant.

“What happened to Brother Jiang Huai?”

“He encountered evil cultivators while on a mission and refused to return to the sect to call for reinforcements. He ventured alone into the evil cultivator’s altar, killed the evil cultivators, and saved those children, but his cultivation was destroyed, and it’s almost impossible for him to cultivate again.”

Luo Qingyu’s pupils dilated, “I want to see Brother Jiang Huai!”

With that, Luo Qingyu took a step forward, but Luo Yueguan quickly grabbed her arm and said softly.

“I’ve already seen him. He’s still recovering from his injuries and can’t be disturbed.”

When Luo Qingyu turned around, the tears in her eyes were already turning. She inherited Luo Yueguan’s beauty, with delicate features and slightly seductive eyes that were now brimming with tears, making Luo Yueguan’s heart feel as if it was being squeezed.

“I just want to see Brother Jiang Huai… Brother Jiang Huai would definitely want to see me.”

Luo Yueguan, on her way back, had prepared countless excuses, but now she didn’t know how to speak.

After hesitating for a moment, she said, “Jiang Huai needs to rest now. I’ve already seen him. Also… I’ve discussed it with Jiang Huai, and your marriage… has been canceled.”

Luo Qingyu was struck by lightning, her snowy body trembling uncontrollably. She shifted her gaze to Luo Yueguan’s face, her lips quivering.

“The marriage… canceled?”

Facing her daughter’s eyes, Luo Yueguan couldn’t muster the courage to tell her to go to Tianxuan Sect and cancel the marriage herself, so she began to speak vaguely.

“Your Brother Jiang Huai knows that with his cultivation gone… it would be a burden to continue the marriage with you. After discussing with him and his master, we decided to cancel the marriage.”

“Don’t worry… if Jiang Huai has a chance to cultivate again in the future, I will definitely agree to the marriage…”

Luo Yueguan’s words became more and more evasive, and Luo Qingyu stared at her face, just staring blankly for several seconds as if she had become a frozen sculpture. Her dark pupils gradually regained their luster.

“I want to see Brother Jiang Huai.”

“You should let him rest properly. He knows he’s not worthy of you now and will feel bad if he sees you again…”

But the next second, Luo Qingyu broke free from Luo Yueguan’s hand.

“I want to see Brother Jiang Huai.”

She seemed to only repeat this sentence. The sword ring on her wrist flew out, turning into a spirit sword suspended in the air. Just as she was about to ride the sword, Luo Yueguan waved her hand, and a vast spiritual energy made her spirit sword fall to the ground. She frowned slightly.

“You’re not listening to your mother now?”

“I won’t listen.”

The next second, Luo Qingyu answered very decisively, repeating.

“I want to see Brother Jiang Huai.”

“I told you he needs to rest, and you can’t see him now!”

“I want to see Brother Jiang Huai.”

Luo Qingyu tried to mobilize spiritual energy again to ride the sword, but Luo Yueguan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, a wicked idea came to her, and she looked at Luo Qingyu, then sighed softly.

“Actually… it was your Brother Jiang Huai who specifically told me not to let you see him.”

“Why?” Luo Qingyu’s face turned pale as paper in an instant.

“He said that he has lost his cultivation and that it would be better for you to have less to do with each other in the future. He urged you to practice diligently, listen to your mother, and not to think of him anymore, as he doesn’t wish to see you either.”

Luo Yueguan felt as if she could hear her own heart pounding chaotically. She had told countless lies in her lifetime, but as this particular lie left her lips, a sudden and intense unease enveloped her completely. She watched helplessly as Luo Qingyu’s eyes gradually dimmed as if they had lost all their luster.

“So… does Brother Jiang Huai not want to see me?”

“Yes,” Luo Yueguan hurriedly pulled her daughter into her embrace.

“Bbut don’t worry. He might just be overwhelmed by the recent events and said those things impulsively. Just wait for him to calm down before you see him again. When the time comes, I’ll accompany you…”

But Luo Qingyu struggled out of Luo Yueguan’s arms. Her lips moved slightly as if she was talking to herself. Luo Yueguan quickly made out what she was saying.

“Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t want to see me…”

“Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t want to marry me anymore…”

“Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t want me anymore…”

Luo Qingyu lifted her head, her eyes fixed on Luo Yueguan, murmuring over and over.

“Mother, Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t want me anymore…”

At that moment, Luo Yueguan’s heart felt as if it were being torn apart, but she couldn’t think of any way to comfort her daughter. It seemed she had said the wrong thing again. She was always deceiving others and herself with lies, but in the end, she pleased no one.

“Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t want me anymore…”

Luo Qingyu murmured as the spirit sword on the ground suddenly leaped up. Luo Yueguan’s pupils constricted, and if not for her quick reaction, the sword would have pierced through Luo Qingyu’s chest.

“What are you doing!”

Luo Yueguan shouted sharply, nearly out of her wits with fear.

“Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t want me, Qingyu… has no one else… Qingyu will be alone again… Qingyu doesn’t want it…”

Luo Qingyu used all the spiritual energy in her body to move the spirit sword again, but under Luo Yueguan’s suppression, the sword couldn’t budge. Her eyes seemed to grow duller, and in the next moment, Luo Yueguan sensed that she was trying to use her spiritual energy to sever her own heart meridian. Luo Yueguan quickly formed a seal, blocking all the spiritual energy in Luo Qingyu’s body, and tried to pull her into her arms. However, Luo Qingyu just stepped back, repeating like a wound-up doll.

“Qingyu will be alone again… Qingyu doesn’t want it.. Mother… spare me…”

“Please… Mother… spare Qingyu…”

Suddenly, Luo Qingyu knelt before Luo Yueguan, her pale cheeks streaked with tears. She just stared blankly at Luo Yueguan, murmuring,

“Mother… spare Qingyu… Qingyu doesn’t want to live anymore… Mother… spare Qingyu… Qingyu doesn’t want to live anymore…”

As she spoke, she bent down, and Luo Yueguan hurriedly crouched to catch her, preventing her forehead from being bloodied.

Luo Yueguan was nearly frantic, but she didn’t know what to say. In a moment, she saw blood trickling from the corner of Luo Qingyu’s mouth; she was biting her own tongue. The next second, Luo Yueguan knocked her unconscious, hastily fed her a healing pill, and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

Holding her daughter, Luo Yueguan caressed her cheek, sitting in the courtyard, looking at the trees, and suddenly began to sob uncontrollably.

The nearly six-hundred-year-old Qingxuan sect master Luo Yueguan, known to everyone as the elegant and dignified Moon Viewing Fairy, was now crying like a child throughout the entire courtyard.

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【You keep lying to yourself, convincing yourself that the choices you made in the past were not wrong.】

【You can’t be as resolute as Chu Xianning, nor can you completely deceive yourself.】

【You are a foolish woman.】

【Because of your selfishness, you turned your Nascent Soul incarnation into your daughter, planning to transfer me into her and kill me when you can no longer suppress my existence.】

【But you truly came to regard her as your own daughter, even going so far as to imprison me within your body, completely severing the connection with her.】

【While you gave her life, you couldn’t give her happiness. You poured all your expectations and misguided goodness into her, turning her into a puppet of pain.】

【The only right thing you did was to find her a good man, but you destroyed that marriage with your own hands, still smugly believing you could fool everyone and coax your daughter again.】

【Now you are at a loss, not knowing what to do because your indecision led to this outcome. It would be better for you to end your painful existence in this world sooner rather than later.】

【Leave it all to me. Let me make the choices for you so you won’t have to suffer anymore.】

The whispers of the inner demon reached Luo Yueguan’s ears.

She sat in the courtyard, crying, her tears soaking her clothes, clinging to her chest. She never knew she had so many tears. When she was a young girl, she was a crybaby, but as she grew up, it seemed she lost the right to cry. What kind of adult woman cries all the time?

Luo Qingyu lay unconscious in her arms, and Luo Yueguan gently picked her up and stood up, ignoring the incessant chatter of the inner demon in her head, which gave her a splitting headache.

She summoned her spirit sword, holding Luo Qingyu tightly, and with all her cultivation, she turned into a streak of light.

In less than the time it takes for three incense sticks to burn, she would return to the Tianxuan Sect.

The wind howled in her ears as she looked down at the girl in her arms, her cheeks still wet with tears. Perhaps the inner demon was right; she was a foolish woman, indecisive for so many years, never able to make the choice that would bring her peace.

Three incense sticks later, she arrived at the Tianxuan Sect.

The spirit sword stopped above Guangxue Mountain, and she entered Chu Xianning’s courtyard, where Chu Xianning and Jiang Huai were sitting around a hot pot stove. Jiang Huai was enthusiastically recommending tripe to Chu Xianning, insisting it was delicious when cooked just right. Chu Xianning looked hesitant; for her, eating such a thing was still too awkward.

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Luo Yueguan’s sudden arrival took both master and disciple by surprise.

“Jiang Huai,” Luo Yueguan called out his name with a cold expression.

Jiang Huai looked up at Luo Yueguan and then at Luo Qingyu in her arms, puzzled, “Sect Master Luo, what brings you here?”

“Take good care of Luo Qingyu for me, and I will grant you one request.”

“What’s wrong with Qingyu?”

Jiang Huai quickly stood up and approached Luo Yueguan, who handed Luo Qingyu over to him. Jiang Huai gently cradled Luo Qingyu’s soft body, noting how soft her behind was.

“Take good care of her and don’t let her harm herself again. I promise you… anything you ask for, my word is my bond.”

After speaking, Luo Yueguan once again took flight on her sword, turning into a streak of light and disappearing from the courtyard.

Jiang Huai looked down at the girl still unconscious in his arms, her tears not yet dry, and scratched his head.