Chapter 205: I Agree to This Wager
Arriving at the Moon Mountain Pass, there was a bottomless abyss below and no cover on the sides.
The wind and snow became even more violent, blowing the hem of the girl’s red dress with a rustling sound.
However, whenever snow tried to land on her skirt, it would be gently repelled by spiritual energy.
She raised her eyes, seemingly able to see the kneeling young man on the other side through this mountain peak.
Jiang Qiuchi pursed her lips and said seriously, “You don’t need to mind my business, I can handle it myself.”
Dao Xuan Zhenren was stunned when he heard this.
In a daze, he seemed to see the past again.
But now that time had passed, the girl’s mother was still waiting, and he himself had failed to keep his promise.
His Master’s dying entrustment had confined him for a lifetime, but in hindsight, he was not the only one who was confined.
Dao Xuan Zhenren remained silent for a long time before finally putting away those old memories.
He still shook his head.
“No matter what, it’s not possible yet.”
Opposite him, Jiang Qiuchi frowned and asked in confusion, “Then when will it be possible?”
“Wait for a person.”
“Who?”
This time, Dao Xuan Zhenren did not answer, but silently looked forward.
That was where the young man was kneeling.
The long night of the second day was finally about to welcome the dawn.
The first ray of light from the earth pierced through the wind and snow, shining on the young man’s shoulders.
His posture remained the same, with his back straight. Only his appearance was much more refined than in the past two days.
This was Jiang Qiuchi’s doing last night.
Chen An thought of this and suddenly wondered where the girl had gone after she left last night.
Speaking of which, although Jiang Qiuchi was an outsider, she seemed to come and go in Tai Xuan Sect as freely as if she were more at ease than he, a disciple of Tai Xuan Sect.
His thoughts drifted aimlessly as Chen An noticed the fish-belly white at the edge of the sky, which began to spread out to the sides.
Until the sky was completely clear.
Not far away, in the pavilion that had been newly constructed yesterday, the usual cheers of the disciples from Shang Xuan Peak could be heard again.
However, there were fewer people today.
It was unlikely that everyone was so bored.
Moreover, the matter had dragged on until now, and the Sect Master had not appeared nor given a detailed explanation. Therefore, most of the disciples in the Inner Sect still maintained an attitude of observation.
Besides the disciples from Shang Xuan Peak, others also came.
They were vaguely divided into two groups: one group was responsible for the sarcastic taunts, while the other group spoke up for the young man, openly refuting them.
Chen An would sometimes be drawn by the sound of their arguments and cast a glance.
He saw that most of the people who spoke up for him were female disciples, led by Senior Sister Su Ping, who had been helping him a lot since he joined.
Behind her were many female disciples in various attire, from the other four peaks. He didn’t know how Su Ping had organized them.
Whenever Chen An looked over, they would wave and return with encouraging smiles.
It was like a cultivation sect had somehow turned into a fan support event…
However, Chen An knew that this was all the Senior Sisters’ kind intentions, otherwise who would abandon their cultivation to stand here in the wind.
A warmth flowed through his heart, and he kept this kindness in his memory.
And every night, after the crowd dispersed, a red dress would appear beside him on time.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella for him, barely blocking some of the wind and snow.
Sometimes Chen An would also be in a daze, not expecting his popularity in the sect to be so good.
After all, in the past, he had hardly interacted with anyone in the sect except Mu Sanniang.
If he really had to count, then when he was a child and got lost, he accidentally entered the spiritual spring where the Senior Sisters were bathing, that should count as one.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the young man’s lips.
He was also a little puzzled. Logically speaking, enduring the wind and snow day and night should have been extremely uncomfortable, both mentally and physically. He didn’t know how he could still smile.
It was probably the experiences of his previous two lives that had made his state of mind much less fragile.
“Stupid, you can still smile!”
Beside him, the girl’s slightly exasperated voice came.
Chen An turned his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said, “Actually, you don’t have to do this…”
Jiang Qiuchi knew he was referring to her holding the umbrella and accompanying him during his punishment.
The girl glared at him fiercely, “What, you want to drive me away again?”
Chen An shook his head upon hearing this. He was not someone who didn’t appreciate favors.
Perhaps he could have spoken harshly, which would also have the effect of driving her away, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
He didn’t like that.
So the young man was silent for a while, only saying, “I just feel that I’m not worth you doing this.”
This time, it was Jiang Qiuchi’s turn to be silent.
Her eyes flickered, her red dress fluttered in the wind, and her charming face was revealed and hidden in the darkness.
Her red lips pursed, finally turning into a faint whisper.
“Whether it’s worth it or not, of course, it’s up to me to say.”
The wind and snow were too strong, and Chen An might not have heard clearly, or perhaps he didn’t know how to respond, so he didn’t speak again.
Jiang Qiuchi stood with him until the sky was about to brighten again.
She walked up to the young man and, mimicking yesterday, scooped up a handful of snow.
Then she began to wash the young man’s face.
Her movements were gentle and meticulous, completely different from her usual lively demeanor.
Occasionally, when her tender white fingertips accidentally touched Chen An’s lips, she would immediately retract as if electrocuted.
Although she had done various bold things usually, she seemed to have become exceptionally pure now.
The young man, as usual, did not resist, but quietly watched her.
The two would sometimes meet gazes, but usually, one of them would quickly look away, ending the exchange.
Under her careful ministrations, the young man once again regained his refined and ethereal appearance.
Jiang Qiuchi clapped her hands, seemingly satisfied with her work.
So she wasted no more time and left during the last twilight.
Throughout the entire process, neither of them exchanged any words.
Only Dao Xuan Zhenren, hiding in his cave mansion, saw this and his face twitched fiercely twice.
Good heavens.
this act of feigned suffering was being played out like flirtation.
And right under the nose of this old father…
Even though he found Chen An quite likable, Dao Xuan Zhenren felt an urge to beat him up.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but cast his gaze into the distance.
That was the direction of Shang Xuan Peak.
As time went by, the news of Chen An pleading for his sister and kneeling outside the master’s cave mansion spread day by day within the Inner Sect.
The deeds of the siblings were also slowly uncovered.
For example, during the sect selection, the younger brother led the entire field alone, and still carried his sister to complete the entire Tai Xuan Sky Ladder.
For example, the sister had no progress in her cultivation for several consecutive years in the Outer Sect, and then suddenly had an epiphany, seizing the last opportunity to enter the Inner Sect.
In short, these were all topics that people had been discussing enthusiastically during this period.
And the young man’s kneeling in the snow was further embellished by Su Ping and spread widely, adding many new members to her “support team.”
During this time, some people were curious whether the young man’s feigned suffering would be effective, or whether it would end with the Sect Master’s indifference.
Everyone was looking forward to the final outcome.
However, a change occurred on the seventh night.
A sword shadow shot out from Shang Xuan Peak, attacking the young man under the cover of night.
When the sword shadow stopped, Chen An slightly raised his eyes.
The arrival was none other than Zuo Yunshan, the Peak Master of Shang Xuan Peak.
His tightly furrowed brow suddenly relaxed when he saw the young man kneeling in the snow.
He couldn’t help but say, “Your sister committed a great crime. Even if you kneel here for a hundred years, you will never receive forgiveness!”
Chen An glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, not bothering to pay attention.
Zuo Yunshan became somewhat indignant at this.
Logically speaking, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, his mindset should not be so poor.
But after the death of his beloved disciple some time ago, he had been holding back his anger. Now that he had finally found someone who could be considered the main party, all his pent-up emotions erupted uncontrollably.
He pointed at the young man’s nose, “Isn’t it because your sister is locked up somewhere?”
“Even if I tell you where she is, what can you do?”
“That malevolent star is locked up in Tianshan Mountain for a hundred years of solitary confinement! Oh, right, you probably don’t know where Tianshan Mountain is. It doesn’t matter, I can generously tell you, that place is nearly ten thousand feet high! Even Golden Core cultivators would have no hope of climbing it!”
“If you have the ability, then climb up and save her. Why bother putting on an act here? I, Zuo, will not stop you!”
Zuo Yunshan finished speaking in one breath. Before he could even catch his breath, he heard the cave mansion in front of him burst open with a bang.
Then, Dao Xuan Zhenren emerged, holding a recording stone.
His eyes were bright, and he said loudly, “Peak Master Zuo, you have great courage. I agree to this wager!”
(End of this chapter)
