Villainous Master (20)
Song Xuyi never expected Ning Jingyu to say such things.
Ning Jingyu’s words and actions were extremely abnormal.
Song Xuyi did not think in other directions but instinctively thought of her own mission: Could it be that Ning Jingyu has already decided to turn to the demonic path, and thus wants to show her the dark side of the Immortal Realm, trying to lead her down the path of evil as well?
Song Xuyi couldn’t help but look up. Ning Jingyu’s eyes were beautifully shaped, dark and deep, with a faint trace of red at the corners. When she looked at Song Xuyi, she unconsciously squinted slightly, the dark color in her eyes spreading like a burning hot fire.
Here it comes again.
That strange feeling, like Ning Jingyu was seducing her!
Song Xuyi’s cheeks burned and she immediately lowered her head.
Song Xuyi didn’t want to see Ning Jingyu go down the path where everyone in the Three Realms would call for her head, nor did she want to see the beings of the Three Realms suffer. The current Demon Lord causing trouble had already been torn apart by monsters in the Black Water Pool, the Demon Race was leaderless, and there shouldn’t be any major disturbances in the short term. Her main task was to find a way to keep Ning Jingyu, this powerful weapon, from completely falling into the demonic path.
Song Xuyi was not confident about other things, but after these years of interaction, she had become adept at pacifying Ning Jingyu. Song Xuyi was confident that she could correct Ning Jingyu’s wrong thoughts and let her lead a happy and peaceful life…
“I don’t need it, Master.” Song Xuyi had quickly thought of an answer.
She mustered the courage to look up again and seriously look back at Ning Jingyu: “Everything in this world has both good and bad aspects. The rules and worldly knowledge that Master spoke of were not wrong at their inception, but over time, the rules became rigid, causing problems. What we need to do is constantly revise the rules, not completely deny them because of individual cases…”
“Moreover,” Song Xuyi tugged at Ning Jingyu’s sleeve, “the most important thing for a person is to learn contentment. I was born a commoner, and it’s already a great fortune for me to enter an Immortal Sect, meet all the Immortals, and be your disciple. I just want to stay by Master’s side, focus on my cultivation, and never dare to think of anything else.”
After a long time, Ning Jingyu finally curved her lips.
“Very well, it’s commendable that you still want to stay with me.”
Song Xuyi didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she felt that Ning Jingyu’s smile at this moment carried a hint of gritted teeth. Just as she was about to look closely, Ning Jingyu had already turned her head and walked towards the door—
Was she angry?
Song Xuyi frowned tightly, feeling completely bewildered. She originally thought Ning Jingyu would just leave her room like this, but unexpectedly, Ning Jingyu stopped in her tracks, gave her a cryptic look, her eyes flickering, then suddenly turned around and lay on the bed, supporting her forehead with one hand, half-closing her eyes, and said stiffly, “I’m tired as your master——”
But… that’s my bed!
Song Xuyi glanced at Ning Jingyu, who was lazily lying on the bed, seemingly unaware of Song Xuyi’s gaze.
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From Song Xuyi’s perspective, she could see the seductive curves of Ning Jingyu’s body, like a masterpiece sculpted by the creator…
Clearly doing nothing, Ning Jingyu was extremely alluring just by lying in such a pose.
Song Xuyi was the first to lose the battle, inexplicably thinking of the word ‘vixen,’ while despising herself for desecrating her master, and hurriedly averted her eyes.
Ning Jingyu was clearly doing it on purpose.
Song Xuyi reflected for a moment, thinking that she must have inadvertently said something that Ning Jingyu disliked, which is why she was tormenting her on purpose. She pondered over what exactly she had said that angered Ning Jingyu while resignedly lying down on the small couch—
If Ning Jingyu liked sleeping on the bed, she should just let her!
Originally intending to think about why Ning Jingyu got angry out of nowhere, Song Xuyi was so exhausted from the recent events that she fell asleep almost as soon as she lay down…
In a daze, she felt someone pinching her cheek. Song Xuyi frowned, murmured a bit, but for some reason couldn’t wake up… Fortunately, it didn’t last long, and the person stopped pinching her cheek. Song Xuyi heard a sigh of what seemed like frustration, then she was embraced into a familiar, soft, and comfortable hug. In her dream, Song Xuyi felt like she was sleeping on a cloud.
She couldn’t help but nuzzle against the cloud…
The hug tightened abruptly, and a husky voice gritted out in her ear: “One day…”
One day what?
The voice was extremely sexy, making Song Xuyi’s legs go weak. She instinctively wanted to keep listening, but the person didn’t continue. Half awake, half asleep, the more Song Xuyi waited, the sleepier she became. The surrounding atmosphere was extremely reassuring, and Song Xuyi no longer pursued the voice, hugging the cloud tightly, sinking into a deeper dream.
Before long, the group returned to Xuanshu Sect.
Song Xuyi originally thought that everything would be fine once they returned to Xuanshu Sect: the Three Realms would have at least a hundred years of peace, enough time for the male and female protagonists to live out their lives and for her to complete her mission. And Ning Jingyu would not walk the path of bringing chaos to the Three Realms under her guidance…
However, the development of events was completely beyond Song Xuyi’s expectations.
It wasn’t long before a new Demon Lord emerged in the Demon Realm. This new Demon Lord was highly skilled, elusive, and ambitious, sending many spies to infiltrate the Immortal Realm, showing a clear intention of waging war against the Immortal Realm.
There also arose a voice within the Immortal Realm: the Demon Realm should not be allowed to be so rampant, and it would be better for the sects to unite and hold a demon-subduing conference to take preemptive action and eradicate the Demon Race’s arrogance!
As the leading sect of the Immortal Realm, Xuanshu Sect became extremely noisy and busy during this period, and in this stormy environment, Song Xuyi belatedly realized that Ning Jingyu’s temper had become more erratic.
Ning Jingyu used to be easy to appease. In Song Xuyi’s view, Ning Jingyu’s temperament was extremely pure in a certain sense. Whenever she was in a bad mood, as long as Song Xuyi expressed her trust and dependence, Ning Jingyu would be appeased. However, recently, Ning Jingyu had become increasingly difficult to soothe, often getting inexplicably angry, but within an hour, she would come back, staring coldly at Song Xuyi.
Being stared at by Ning Jingyu like this, Song Xuyi sometimes even absurdly felt like she was a heartless cad, while Ning Jingyu was the abandoned delicate young lady.
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This feeling was extremely strange!
Song Xuyi thought carefully and felt it was probably because she knew that Ning Jingyu was demon. Since she was the only one in the world who knew, Ning Jingyu felt close to her and saw her as an ally, thus not hiding anything from her.
Song Xuyi was grateful for Ning Jingyu’s closeness, but at the same time, she was troubled by it, because her self-control was too poor: her master, who had become a demon, was getting more and more seductive without realizing it, and sometimes Song Xuyi couldn’t help but be tempted by her…
Song Xuyi despised her own lustful nature greatly. Conveniently, the system had adapted to life as a magic tool during this period and got along well with the magic tools in Xuanshu Sect. Hearing that Song Xuyi wanted to increase her self-control, the system strongly recommended a magic tool called “Qingxin Ding” (Calm Mind Cauldron): “This cauldron is blessed with mantras by Buddhist cultivators and will automatically play scriptures that calm the mind. If a powerless mortal hears these scriptures, they might be unable to control themselves and become a monk on the spot…”
Hearing the system’s introduction, Song Xuyi was very curious and asked some disciples who were going down the mountain to bring a few Qingxin Dings back. Unexpectedly, Zeng Li somehow heard about this and sent a message asking Song Xuyi to visit her cave.
Song Xuyi saw dozens of various Qingxin Dings in Zeng Li’s cave, too shocked to speak for a moment, while Zeng Li looked at her with a complicated expression, sighed, and gestured for her to choose one: “I hope the Qingxin Ding can help you. But if emotions were controllable, there wouldn’t have been so much love, hatred, and resentment over thousands of years!”
Song Xuyi remembered the relationship between Zeng Li and the sect leader, not knowing how to respond. Just then, Liu Bi arrived, so Song Xuyi randomly picked a Qingxin Ding and took her leave.
On her way out, Song Xuyi couldn’t help but glance back. Liu Bi and Zeng Li seemed to be discussing something, Liu Bi looking at Zeng Li with joy, calling her “Senior Sister” affectionately, while Zeng Li’s eyes seemed relieved, yet carried a hint of melancholy.
Song Xuyi didn’t want to meddle in Zeng Li’s emotional choices, and returned to Luoyun Peak with the cauldron.
She didn’t dare to use the cauldron in front of Ning Jingyu, so she only listened to the scriptures in secret at night. After a few days, she felt greatly improved, and her heart relaxed: finally, she would no longer blush and get flustered in front of Ning Jingyu’s beauty!
However, Ning Jingyu’s mood did not improve!
She knew her own feelings, but being of demon blood and also Song Xuyi’s master, she feared that Song Xuyi would not accept her. Knowing that Song Xuyi had a liking for beauty, she planned to slowly seduce Song Xuyi with her looks…
Ning Jingyu originally thought she had made some progress. Even though her disciple was oblivious, Song Xuyi started to blush and avoid eye contact with her. Initially, she was secretly delighted by Song Xuyi’s reactions, but she didn’t expect that in recent days, Song Xuyi seemed to have returned to a state of serene detachment.
What had happened?
Ning Jingyu was utterly puzzled.
At that time, news shocked the entire Xuanshu Sect: Zeng Li and Liu Bi had eloped together!
The sect leader, having lost two disciples, was heartbroken and went into seclusion, refusing to see anyone.
Ning Jingyu understood: the sect leader was not grieving the loss of disciples, but regretting the loss of her beloved…
This event struck a warning bell in Ning Jingyu’s heart.
Thinking of the mortal scholar who felt like a thorn in her side, Ning Jingyu chose a time to descend the mountain. Originally, she planned to eliminate the scholar once and for all, but unexpectedly, the scholar was already married and deeply in love with his wife!
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Ning Jingyu hesitated for a moment, but did not kill the scholar. She stayed deliberately for half a day, using a Memory Stone to record the scholar and his wife’s loving moments, and returned to the sect late at night.
Ning Jingyu was eager to show Song Xuyi the Memory Stone, but worried that she might already be resting, so she used her divine sense to check on Song Xuyi.
Ning Jingyu didn’t expect to see Song Xuyi sitting upright!
——In front of Song Xuyi was a cauldron, her back straight, her face solemn, and she was softly reciting along with the cauldron’s scripture: “Form is emptiness, emptiness is form…”
Ning Jingyu: “…?!”
The author has something to say:
For a moment, it’s hard to say who is more pitiful, Ning or Song.
LP: Re-translated on June 13, 2024
Aww I feel bad for the sect leader.
Bro, inmagine the disciple you work so hard to temp suddenly turn herself into a monk to prevent her dirty thought about you
The system is such a dog lmao
Bro, inmagine the disciple you work so hard to temp suddenly turn herself into a monk to prevent her dirty thought about you
The system is such a dog lmao
Aww I feel bad for the sect leader.