“Master!” Qiu Ling barged into Grandmaster Zhangsun’s palace like always, not caring at all that his Master was meditating. Anyway, this guy was his Master so he should take time to advise him!

Zhangsun Xun Yi let out a sigh. What else had he expected of his so-called ‘disciple’? He never came and if he did, he was behaving like this. Anyway, it seemed that his disciple had gone a step further today: He had brought somebody over. The Grandmaster furrowed his brows but didn’t open his eyes. Qiu Ling had come again to make a ruckus. Even though he wasn’t his actual disciple, he shouldn’t entertain him. Otherwise, he would never mend his ways. Mn, this was actually quite good. Even though he couldn’t teach him how to fight, he could at least teach him some manners! Continue reading →

Shao Hai stared at Xiao Dong, his eyes getting bigger. “You …” He took an angry breath and then pulled at Xiao Dong’s label with force. “You’re shameless!”

Xiao Dong merely gave an indulgent smile. “I’m shameless? I’m just saying it as it is. Am I not doing this because I like you?”

Shao Hai let go of him and stepped back, snorting loudly. “Hmph. You’re saying you like me? If you really liked me, then you wouldn’t be bothering me right now. I have to go to Xiao Yi and make sure that he doesn’t do anything wrong.” Continue reading →

While Jing Yi did indeed finally reconsider, Shao Hai had run out of the building and rushed back to his own room, shutting himself in before he crouched on the floor and covered his face with his hands. This couldn’t be happening. This just couldn’t be happening! Why would his Xiao Yi consider marrying that guy?! He didn’t believe it!

Shao Hai cried by himself, unable to forget the scene he had just witnessed. His Xiao Yi … The person that he had believed he’d be going to marry in the future for a good half of a decade. It couldn’t really like this, could it? Why would Xiao Yi do that? Didn’t he have him already? Why would he want to marry that senior martial brother Qiu or whatever?

Shao Hai slowly lowered his hands, rubbing his cheeks in case somebody would come by. He also got up from the floor and instead walked over to the small table in front of the window, sitting down there.

He didn’t want it to end like this. Continue reading →

Jing Yi closed his eyes and took another deep breath, giving himself a moment longer to make sure he wanted to do this. Only then did he look at Qiu Ling again. “Qiu Ling.”

“Mn?”

“Wait a moment.”

Considering how his beloved had just looked at him, Qiu Ling indeed stopped. He didn’t get up though and just propped himself up on his elbows, looking at Jing Yi’s face.

“I …” Jing Yi licked his lips. He didn’t know how to say this. First fiercely rejecting him, then wavering, now almost reconsidering … If he was the other person, he’d probably be confused.

“What is it, my love?” Qiu Ling took his hand and interlaced their fingers. Continue reading →

Qiu Ling and Jing Yi both froze. So … what now?

Qiu Ling silently raised his head and looked into Jing Yi’s eyes. He didn’t want to stop! He hugged his beloved and stroked his hair, gently pushing it back behind his ears. “How about we forget we heard something and continue?” He gave him a disarming smile and closed in again, pursing his lips.

Before he could take over Jing Yi’s lips, a hand clasped over his mouth. Jing Yi shook his head and cleared his throat. “Senior martial brother Qiu … get off, please.”

Qiu Ling raised his brows. Whoa! One could actually still say ‘senior martial brother’ in such a way after kissing like that? He never would have expected! Continue reading →

In his drunken stupor, Qiu Ling had made his way out of the Yun Zou Sect’s special dimension and into the outer sect. As intoxicated as he was, he neither remembered his proposal nor the harsh rejection he had gotten in return. He just wanted to see his beloved so he went to find him. He followed the faint feeling of the mark that he had left on Jing Yi’s body at his birth and thus ended up in front of his door.

Who cared how he looked right now? Who cared how late it was? Ah, finally, he could see his beloved again!

Qiu Ling gave a happy smile, making Jing Yi tense even more. Continue reading →

Qiu Ling sat on the grass while the sun slowly climbed up the horizon. He didn’t notice how the time went by. In his head, he was still replaying that scene of Jing He rejecting him and then running away. His beloved didn’t want to see him anymore. It seemed there was no chance for them.

The last light receded, leaving him in darkness. Qiu Ling blinked and glanced up at the sky. How … very fitting. The one person that had managed to pull him out of the darkness had left him and he was once again left in the dark.

Qiu Ling unsteadily stood up, blankly looking around the lake. What now? His whole reason for coming to the sect had been because he wanted to be close to Jing He. He had never thought it might turn out like this. Continue reading →

Meanwhile, Qiu Ling flew to the outer sect, his heart beating madly. He felt like he hadn’t seen his beloved in … forever. If only he could barge right into his room, pull him into his arms and give him a lingering kiss to express his longing! Unfortunately, even the real Jing He in the Nine Heavens would have been exasperated if he barged into his rooms this early in the morning and did these things. There was no need to discuss how his mortal reincarnation would react.

Thus Qiu Ling could only patiently wait in front of the building, staring at the door with a lovestruck expression. Mn, soon his beloved would come out! Surely, the next person would be him! Continue reading →

Qiu Ling had a look around the Grandelder’s peak but didn’t encounter the old man. Neither did he find the Grandelder’s disciple Nian Fang Hong. Qiu Ling pursed his lips. That was just too bad. Now he couldn’t ask for a good cauldron.

Well, he wouldn’t give up though. Qiu Ling didn’t bother looking for either of them any longer and just entered the alchemy room that was reserved solely for the Grandelder’s use. The best pill refiner should have the best cauldron, wasn’t that right? Since he was the Grandelder he should be the best one around here. Even if he couldn’t hold a candle to the old geezer, getting his cauldron would still be better than just taking a random one.

Qiu Ling didn’t need to look for long to find what he was looking for: A big cauldron stood on a platform in the middle of the room. It had a round body that was engraved with depictions of some herbs or something that he didn’t know. Continue reading →

The two of them fell silent until Jinde sighed and waved. “Alright, let’s not talk about it anymore. He has been dead for too long already. There is nothing we can do to change that. Concerning this,” he said and waved the list of ingredients. “You should ask your Master if the sect has any of the ingredients you lack. Even if you’re a heaven-defying genius they wouldn’t give it to you if they know you’re not going to use it yourself but if you exchange the materials for the beasts you’ve caught then it shouldn’t be a problem. As far as I remember, the Yun Zou Sect raises some spiritual beasts so they will leave them alive.”

“Alright. I’ll go right now.” Qiu Ling turned around and wanted to go but the Jinde grabbed him by the collar and pulled. It wasn’t hard but Qiu Ling still swiveled around, raising his brows.

“If you’re already going out, remember to bring me a cauldron as well.” Continue reading →