Despite having suspicions in her heart, Li Guanshi’s expression still showed a ripple of emotion upon seeing her disciple in person.
"What? Master doesn’t recognize Chan anymore?"
Ye Zhuchan blinked her eyes.
Li Guanshi’s beautiful eyes, as clear as autumn water, scrutinized the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face of her disciple before her. Within her gaze was a profound complexity, faintly tinted with an imperceptible sadness.
After a long silence, she softly said: "So you think I’ve already lost?"
"Lost?"
Ye Zhuchan elegantly sat on the stone bench, like a blooming orchid, a faint smile playing at the corner of her lips. "Master, do you think Brother Jiang was deliberately left by as a chess piece, ticulously designed to ensnare you?"
"That has always been my belief."
Li Guanshi’s expression remained calm.
Ye Zhuchan tilted her head slightly, her waterfall-like black hair cascading to one side and brushing against her fair complexion. Her eyes glead with a trace of craftiness, and her smile beca even more pronounced:
"Then why would Master willingly step into the trap, knowing it’s a sche?"
Li Guanshi did not answer Ye Zhuchan’s question but instead curiously asked: "How did you get out? Under normal circumstances, Wuchan Temple would never allow you... or that fox to leave."
"Soone gifted Wuchan Temple a sword. Though I had told him it wasn’t necessary to make such effort to rescue , he insisted on interfering, lending so assistance."
"A sword?"
Li Guanshi was montarily stunned. A silhouette flashed through her mind, and then she ca to a realization, "Yan Changqing, that ddleso fellow, always loves to stick his nose into others’ business."
Ye Zhuchan’s expression turned aggrieved upon hearing this, and she pitifully looked at her master: "From Master’s tone, it sounds like you didn’t want Zhu Chan to co out at all?"
Li Guanshi replied with utmost decisiveness, without hesitation: "Indeed, I didn’t want you to."
"Why? Master is afraid of ?"
Ye Zhuchan’s eyes showed even greater grievance.
A gentle breeze stirred, brushing the strands of hair at the woman’s temples, accentuating the delicate contour of her face and making her appear even more serene.
Behind her, the faint silhouette of nine tails erged and dissipated in the mist-like aura, adding a touch of mysterious allure and enchanting charm.
"You’re overthinking."
Li Guanshi furrowed her brows slightly, her gaze montarily revealing a trace of unfathomable emotion.
She turned her head away, gazing at the distant mountains, her expression resuming its usual cool deanor.
"Seems Master truly does fear ."
Ye Zhuchan’s lips curled upward, displaying a sly smile akin to a fox.
She blinked her spirited eyes, which glead with a triumphant sparkle. Leaning forward slightly, she approached Li Guanshi and said:
"In Master’s opinion, I must be a cunning disciple full of tricks, always stirring up trouble. So it’s only natural that Master fears ."
Li Guanshi pressed her pink lips together and asked: "Tell , what tricks are you planning now that you’re out? Looking for Jiang Mo? He was transported elsewhere, and I don’t know where he is."
"I know."
Ye Zhuchan raised an eyebrow gently, seemingly unsurprised by Jiang Mo’s relocation.
She lazily toyed with her cascading locks, smiling as she remarked:
"If Master believes that Brother Jiang is a chess piece I hold in my hand, then so be it. However, this piece will never fall onto any chessboard. Master, don’t even think about monopolizing him for yourself."
"You’re overthinking. He’s just a man."
Li Guanshi sneered disdainfully.
Ye Zhuchan noticed the ruler in her master’s hand:
"I know Master has never been interested in matters of love between n and won, nor considered Dual Cultivation. You plan to gamble on the Asura Demonic Qi sealed within Ran Qingchen.
But unfortunately, once Ran Qingchen transforms into Shura, you’ll realize your thod is futile. With ti running out, you have no choice but to turn to Brother Jiang.
Brother Jiang has imnse blessings; any woman with a connection to him will gain opportunities. n like him are akin to opium poppies—once entangled, they beco addictive. That proud and aloof Empress is the best example.
So, Master, I must warn you early on: don’t suddenly grow addicted and monopolize Brother Jiang for yourself."
"I feel like you’ve beco a different person. You were annoying as a child, and you’re even more annoying as an adult."
Li Guanshi said indifferently.
Ye Zhuchan chuckled without responding, casually fiddling with the chess pieces on the board. At tis, she would pick up a piece and rub it in her fingers; other tis, she would lightly tap the piece against the chessboard.
Li Guanshi stared at her, her voice deep and solemn:
"Twenty years ago, Senior Sister Jiang Wan carried a baby girl to . That baby was nad Pei Buku. I saw that the child had extraordinary talent, an excellent prospect for cultivation, so I broke protocol and accepted her as a disciple.
But shortly after, Senior Sister Jiang Wan took her into Ran Mansion and even raised her as her own daughter.
Li Guanshi took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress her emotions, and continued:
"When she left, Senior Sister perford a ritual in the Forbidden Land Sacrificial Hall to create a puppet doll for Ran Qingchen, sealing the Asura Demonic Qi within the doll.
Senior Sister did this purely to prevent Ran Qingchen from being consud by demonic energy soday and becoming demonized.
But as for you? Two years ago, you trespassed into the Forbidden Land and absorbed all the Asura Demonic Qi from Ran Qingchen’s puppet doll. Do you have any idea what consequences this action will bring?"
Li Guanshi furrowed her brows tightly, her eyes filled with disappointnt and doubt:
"Later, when I heard news of your death, to be honest, I wasn’t deeply saddened. Perhaps, in my subconscious, I had already anticipated you would et such an end.
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