He got straight into Yu Qingziâs cave, knocked off two guarding disciples who were about to salute him and destroyed three gates. Yu Qingzi was alchemizing pills. She was surprised to see her younger fellow disciple, and even more surprised to see wounded Luo Jianqing, âhow did he get injured so badly and even his fragile Primordial Life get hurt? Brother, what the heck isâŚâŚ! Freaking hell! Itâs your sword light!â
Dumbstruck, Yu Qingziâs eyes travelled back and forth that pair of Master and apprentice.
Xuan Lingzi was sweating badly with a pale face white like paper, as if he was gonna faint out. He said in a hoarse voice, âsister, save him! Save him!â
Ten days later, Luo Jianqing woke up in Qing Lan Peak.
Mu Tianxin was taking care of him. She was exultant to see Luo Jianqing finally wakes up. âThere you go, Senior Brother! My Master told me that this time you are in great danger because your Primordial Life was so badly wounded before it was stable. If not taking this carefully, you will face thirty percent of chance dropping back to the Golden Core Period, twenty percent of chance of never going to have a Nascent Soul in your lifetime, and ten percent of chanceâŚâŚâ Mu Tianxin clenched her fist, âhow dare Master said that you may die because of these wounds! Nonsense! I wonât speak to her for half a year!â
Luo Jianqing was just able to open his eyes but still couldnât speak. What he could do was looking at Mu Tianxin with anxiety.
However, Mu Tianxin couldnât get the meaning out of his eyes. She just kept talking.
Three days later, Luo Jianqing finally got back his strength to get out of the bed. What he did first was saying goodbye to Sir Yu Qingzi, preparing to go back to Yu Xiao Peak. Yu Qingzi sighed, âJianqing, your Master has gone into seclusion. What have you done making your Master this mad?â
Luo Jianqing was stunned, after a while, he said, âRespected Master, I fear that it was my these-yearsâ staying outside made him worried about me.â
Yu Qingzi nodded. âMakes sense. Your Master cares about you so much. Do not let him worry again. I remember when you were little, Tianxin and you hang out to the Beast Garden on the Yu Shou Peak and didnât come back for a whole day. Your Master was so fretful that he almost turned the whole Tai Hua Mountain upside down.â
âRespected MasterâŚâŚwhat I remembered was only that three-month punishment at the Penalty Cliff.â
Yu Qingzi laughed, âno, clearly you misremembered it. It wasnât three months. Your Master let you come back after only one-month of punishment. Why? Because you are his precious disciple. He made the whole Tai Hua Mountain into chaos just for two disciples. That was no glory. If I were him, I wonât tell you either.â
Luo Jianqing nodded in silence.
Yu Qingzi didnât notice anything unusual. She exhorted Luo Jianqing to be a good apprentice and dismissed him.
Walking at a lane on Qing Lan Peak, Luo Jianqing was thinking over Sir Yu Qingziâs words.
âThey are saying that I am spoiling Tianxin. Oh no, that was nothing compared to Brother Xuan Lingzi.â
There was a saying that you can never know the truth if you are involved in the event. Luo Jianqing remembered that although his Master intentionally hid his emotions, every time he came back to the Yu Xiao Peak, Xun Lingzi was always waiting for him at the top of the Yu Xiao Peak and would never go into seclusion while heâs around.
Countless thoughts were hovering over Luo Jianqingâs mind, rendering him knit his eyebrows. He started to regret pushing his Master so hard to face their relationship.
He knew, from the very beginning, that his Master held manners and rules in importance. Sir Xuan Lingzi of the Tai Hua Mountain was eminent, respected by all the cultivators over the world, but was so fragile and incandescent that day just because of him.
Luo Jianqing did vent his spleen at that moment. He even thought about what would happen if his Master saw his corpse. Would he regret? Would he remorse? Would he be despaired seeing what he has done? Luo Jianqing wanted to break his Masterâs mask of indifference, so he tried his best to hide his wounds, not letting Xuan Lingzi discovers it.
He didnât know, however, at that time, Xuan Lingzi was already too disturbed to notice his injury.
Luo Jianqing got what he wanted from Sir Yu Qingziâs words. She told him that when his Master took him to Qing Lan Peak, Xuan Lingzi was shuddering as if he would collapse immediately. Xuan Lingzi lost his calmness, begging Sir Yu Qingzi to save his apprenticeâs life and even wanted to cure Luo Jianqing using his own Primordial Life.
Sir Yu Qingzi told him, âI never saw my younger disciple so frightened like that for the past three hundred years.â
However, his Master left immediately and even went into seclusion after making sure he would be okay.
Now, Luo Jianqing came back to the Yu Xiao Peak. He stood before his Masterâs house, didnât utter a word.
After a long time, he said huskily, âMasterâ.
There was only silence.
Tried to open the door, Luo Jianqing reached out his hands but was blocked out by a golden ward. âMaster, given that youâve already done so much for me, why are you still hiding in the house refusing to meet?â
Again, silence.
Luo Jianqing insisted, âif you donât come out, I will kneel before your house until you doâ.
He knelt down, back straight, staring at the door wistfully.
Be it a sun scorching day or raindrops striking day, he was kneeling.
For a Nascent Soul Period cultivator, it wouldnât be a problem kneeling here even for ten years. Luo Jianqing didnât move for a whole month, but the door still didnât have a slightest sign to open. Still recovering from his previous injuries, Luo Jianqing fainted out on the fortieth day.
When he woke up, that door was still shutting tight, nonchalantly refusing him.
Suddenly, Luo Jianqing smiled. Wobbling, he got up from the ground. âAlthough you donât want to see me now, I will wait for you till the end of the world. Wu Yin, I will start seclusion. Can you still treat me like this after I step into the Deity Transformation Period?â
Silence was what responded to him.
Luo Jianqing stared at the door as if he could see Xuan Lingzi through the ward. He remained unmoved for a long time, but unwaveringly walked away at last.
âI, Luo Jianqing, not only want to be your apprentice, but alsoâŚâŚyour lover.â
Then Luo Jianqing went back to his house and went into seclusion.
His words were echoing in the Yu Xiao Peak, driving the leaves of bamboo into rustling dance.
In a bamboo house, Xuan Lingzi shut his eyelids tight, face pale, as if he was trying to smother his turbulent heart. In another house, Luo Jianqing started cultivating. Only he knew that his Nascent Soul formed at the age of forty â sixteen-years faster than Xuan Lingzi.
âWhen will he reach the Deity Transformation Period?â
âWhat will happen when he finally makes it?â
He told Xuan Lingzi his feelings about him, but his Master was still defending the boundary between Master and disciple, didnât want to overstep. There was only one way â forcing Xuan Lingzi to face him with undeniable power!
Right before Luo Jianqing was ready to empower his Primordial Life, he saw a thick book dropping from nowhere and landed on the floor. Surprised, he stretched his fingers and used his spiritual power to get the book in his palm.