602 I Want to Marry Chu Xianning
After lunch, it was time for casual chat.
“How is your master’s injury?” Luo Yueguan asked playfully, her eyes turning cunning.
“Completely healed,” Jiang Huai replied honestly.
“Oh…” Luo Yueguan elongated her tone, clearly aware that Chu Xianning’s full recovery meant something significant. Her gaze fixated on Jiang Huai, making him feel a touch of unease, even with his thick skin.
“How does it feel to be with Chu Xianning?”
Jiang Huai discontentedly poked her chest, “Don’t ask weird questions like that.”
“Which is softer, her or me?”
Jiang Huai poked Luo Yueguan again, and she burst into giggles.
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As evening approached.
Qingxuan Sect was bustling with activity. Every disciple in the sect was aware that after today, Luo Yueguan would be stepping down from her position as Sect Master, stirring some gossip; many speculated that her resignation was due to a decline in her cultivation level.
However, that wasn’t the case. Just the fact that Jiang Huai stood there as her son-in-law made it so that no one dared to challenge her authority. She chose to step down simply because she was tired of it all. After today’s banquet, when Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu’s wedding date arrived, he would take both mother and daughter to Tian Xuan Sect. She hadn’t planned on staying any longer, which is why she finally let go of her burdens.
Interestingly, a few days ago, when Luo Yueguan’s cultivation level dropped and caused a stir in the heavens and earth, the deputy sect master came to visit shortly after, claiming to express concern but actually testing her cultivation. Luo Yueguan didn’t bother to hide the truth and brought up her resignation. The only condition was that these elders would have to teach Jiang Huai sword techniques once again.
Naturally, the elders agreed without hesitation. Even though not long ago, Li Qiushan had hosted a banquet at Tian Xuan Sect and invited them to spar with Jiang Huai, that was merely for one Dao Xuan Elder. Luo Yueguan’s request was for all of them to participate, to share their lifelong learning and properly teach her good son-in-law.
Regarding Jiang Huai’s recent news, the only buzz was about his Mahayana third stage cultivation level at the Five Regions Grand Competition. Even with exceptional talent, lacking extensive cultivation experience would prevent any tremendous breakthroughs.
The banquet was held in the Grand Hall of Qingxuan Sect, with ten tables set up for the feast. The fighting arena was prepared nearby, and the attendees were all elders and officials from the sect, including some who belonged to Luo Yueguan’s faction. Yet, they were still slightly uneasy; with Luo Yueguan stepping down, their hearts were unsettled.
But when Jiang Huai stood on the arena, calmly unsheathing his sword and facing the elders, a sudden hush fell over the banquet, so quiet one could hear a pin drop. A gentle breeze swept through, and the elders from the deputy sect master’s faction felt an inexplicable chill in their necks.
Saint Son Jiang Huai, Eighth Level of Mahayana.
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“Elders, please give me your guidance.” Jiang Huai wore a smile that, while not arrogant, lacked any real politeness, making it seem somewhat sinister.
According to Luo Yueguan, these individuals had been secretly opposing her for a hundred years, regularly annoying her. Today, finally, was an opportunity for her to vent. Jiang Huai was clear about his own position—he had never considered himself truly virtuous. Most of the time, he leaned more towards helping friends than upholding justice.
With Luo Yueguan about to leave Qingxuan Sect, Jiang Huai’s first move served to assert authority over the elders of her faction so they could still live freely even after she departed.
Under Luo Yueguan’s watchful gaze, the elders stepped onto the arena, their movements somewhat stiff. After exchanging glances, they began to form a formation, even summoning the protective sect array. Standing amid the sword lights, Jiang Huai received a message from Luo Yueguan in his ear.
Who should hit harder, who should hit lightly, who was the most despicable, and who could be let off this time—Jiang Huai deftly navigated within the protective spirit array, listening as Luo Yueguan named each elder and instructed him to unleash his sword strikes. The spirit energy shield shattered like sparkling stars wherever his sword light touched, leaving wide gashes across their chests.
After an incense stick’s worth of time, the first dozen elders who had ascended the arena were reduced to just Jiang Huai standing firm, lightly shaking off the blood droplets from his sword before returning it to its sheath.
“Forgive me for any offense, as swords and blades are blind. I hope you all can bear with me and not hold a grudge against a junior.”
Jiang Huai’s gentle words trailed off as he leapt down from the arena, returning to Luo Yueguan’s side. She had already poured him a cup of spirit wine, and after a moment, the elders on the arena could be seen slowly standing up—some needed treatment for their injuries, while others couldn’t rise at all without assistance. Meanwhile, Luo Yueguan merely smiled faintly as she scooped some hot soup for Jiang Huai with a spoon.
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In the courtyard, the wind blew petals to the ground.
Jiang Huai had been caught by the hot spring pool. Given how well he performed today, he should have gained some favor, but the unreasonable Luo Yueguan had dragged him into the hot spring. At this moment, he found himself gently embraced by Luo Yueguan, sitting on her lap, while across from them, Luo Qingyu’s white and tender little feet quietly approached him from the water. Unable to move, he felt Luo Yueguan’s soft and sweet body beneath him and caught a glimpse of the cunning glint in Luo Qingyu’s eyes as Luo Yueguan leaned in and whispered, “Tell me, how did you bully Chu Xianning?”
“I won’t say.” Jiang Huai firmly refused.
Luo Yueguan’s delicate fingers traced his chest, but he resolutely remained silent, even under the foot punishment from Qingyu. Smart as she was, Luo Qingyu only played along for a bit before dropping her questioning, yet Luo Yueguan’s curiosity didn’t seem easily satiated. Thus, Jiang Huai pressed her down at the edge of the hot spring. She barely had the chance to speak much before her buttocks were coated with flower dew in the rippling water. She had to obediently rise on her toes, her hands firmly grasped by Jiang Huai behind her.
Tonight, it wasn’t enough to just bully Luo Yueguan; he had to also satisfy Luo Qingyu. Jiang Huai pulled both of them from the hot spring and onto the bed. It seemed Luo Yueguan held a grievance about Qingyu not assisting her in continuing the questioning, as while Jiang Huai bullied Qingyu, she quietly leaned closer and extended her fingers.
Luo Qingyu wasn’t a good girl; her retribution came as she slapped Jiang Huai while he was busy with Luo Yueguan, leaving several red imprints on her round bottom.
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Jiang Huai had stayed at Qingxuan Sect for three or four days before leaving.
During his visit, nothing significant had occurred. Luo Qingyu had merely tried on her wedding dress, and in the meantime, he explored Qingxuan Sect with Luo Yueguan and Luo Qingyu, listening to stories from her past. The only interesting aspect was that Luo Yueguan seemed indecisive—part of her wanted to let him bully her, while another part was stubbornly against it, preferring to wait until after the wedding. Consequently, she began tormenting Jiang Huai again. Whenever he tried to bully her, she resisted; when he didn’t, she misbehaved.
Fortunately, Jiang Huai had figured out how to handle situations like this. Tying her up and giving her a good spanking usually made her obedient. If that didn’t work, he would threaten her with a fox tail and demand she dance in the courtyard.
With just a few days left before the wedding, after finalizing everything, Jiang Huai returned to Tian Xuan Sect to visit Li Qiushan. When he arrived at the courtyard, Li Qiushan was sipping tea.
Upon seeing Jiang Huai, Li Qiushan was taken aback, sensing his impressive cultivation level, nearly dropping his teacup.
“What cultivation level are you at?”
“Ninth Level of Mahayana,” Jiang Huai answered honestly.
If Wanwan was the top succubus, then Qingyu was the second, especially since she shared the same courtyard with Luo Yueguan. Luo Yueguan would cry, feeling wronged whenever Jiang Huai bullied her a couple of times, and would push him towards Luo Qingyu. Meanwhile, she languidly enjoyed the sensations of Luo Qingyu like a kitten, softly purring. Over the past three days, he had engaged in companion cultivation with Qingyu many times while refining numerous blue vine spirit sources, thus reaching the Ninth Level of Mahayana.
Li Qiushan was stunned for some time before returning to reality. Jiang Huai settled down and brewed a pot of fine tea he had brought back from Qingxuan Sect, gently mentioning his upcoming wedding details and requesting Li Qiushan’s convenience for the occasion.
Li Qiushan naturally had no reason to refuse. He smiled broadly, stating he would cover all the wine for the wedding feast, revealing that he had saved up precious spring and autumn wines for years for this moment.
Jiang Huai didn’t refuse; instead, he took out a spirit pill he had refined from blue vine spirit sources. It was a top-tier full spirit pill, extremely hard to come by. After some back-and-forth, Li Qiushan finally accepted it, albeit a bit apprehensively.
After discussing important matters, Jiang Huai chatted casually with Li Qiushan in the courtyard, but after a while, Li Qiushan spoke with a hint of hesitation, “Jiang Huai, may I ask you something?”
“Sure, Sect Master, please go ahead.”
“This matter… I shouldn’t pry too much… but this old man can’t help but be curious… there have been some rumors lately in the sect… saying they saw you a few days ago… walking around the sect with your master, embracing her?”
“That’s true,” Jiang Huai nodded lightly.
“Really? Well… Xianning has always seen you grow up and is as close to you as a mother-son relationship. It seems fine. I’m just asking, no other intentions.” Li Qiushan hastily tried to correct his words, but Jiang Huai suddenly said, “Actually, you guessed correctly, Sect Master.”
Li Qiushan was taken aback.
“I want to marry Chu Xianning,” Jiang Huai replied softly.
Li Qiushan’s eyes trembled again, stunned into silence for a long time, and after a while, he cautiously asked, “Well, has she agreed?”
“She has.”
“Well, that’s… good news. A wonderful fate.”
Li Qiushan seemed both amused and bewildered. After a moment, he muttered, “It’s good news… good news… both of you are Mahayana practitioners… a few years difference isn’t much… good news. I’ll prepare a congratulatory gift for you both.”
“You’re being too generous, Sect Master.” Jiang Huai couldn’t help but chuckle at the cautious expression of the little old man in front of him and gently said, “All you need to do is join me for a couple more drinks later.”
