Chapter 15 Part 1
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Chapter 15: What Are You Doing, Master? (1)
The dim lighting set the perfect atmosphere, allowing words from the heart to surface.
But…
There were no spectators.
Bai Lian gently took hold of An Lan’s right hand.
This hand is tiny.
Small enough to be completely enveloped by her delicate fingers.
This hand is warm.
Warmer than a hand warmer, even.
Bai Lian gently lifted An Lan’s hand.
Mmm.
Anyway, Master fainted at that moment. Since she was unaware of anything, Bai Lian decided to make use of this opportunity!
So, much to An Lan’s surprise, Bai Lian placed her soft, fair hand on her cheek.
Rub, rub.
What are you up to?
An Lan fought the urge to pull her hand away.
At that moment, Bai Lian softly mumbled.
“Master.”
The overwhelming emotions in that moment made An Lan feel at peace.
In truth, she had no issues with Bai Lian’s actions.
Her hands felt incredibly warm, while Bai Lian’s face was cool to the touch—perfectly balanced when their hands were brought together.
Could this mean they were on the same wavelength?
An Lan smiled to herself.
(๑´ㅂ`๑)
Bai Lian apologized. “I’m sorry, Shifu. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be in this state.”
That’s right.
An Lan agreed.
If it weren’t for the purple-haired woman trying to kidnap Bai Lian, there would have been no need for such a disgraceful act.
Damn.
Get away from here, you stupid purple-haired woman!
Bai Lian slowly pulled her hand away and lowered her head.
“Master, you must live a good life.”
It goes without saying.
An Lan inwardly scoffed.
That detestable woman with horns on her head failed to kill her in the Immortal World, so how could anyone in this small world succeed?
Just stay still for three months. Oh, wait, three months is too long. Two months will do.
By then, she would be up and about, pronouncing that An Lan had returned in full force!
Bai Lian’s vision began to blur.
It’s dusty.
She wiped her eyes with her hand.
Even asleep, An Lan looked as beautiful as a fairy.
Bai Lian recalled the role card’s description of An Lan.
It could be said that [Image management] had become a part of An Lan’s soul.
Other characters had met tragic ends—cut to pieces, smashed into pulp, or hung upside down like her younger Martial Sisters.
An Lan, however, would maintain her dignity even in death.
“I am the Immortal Heavenly Lord, and as the Heavenly Lord, I must uphold the majesty befitting that title!”
The “five declinings” of the Immortal included ragged clothes, a shriveled head, sweaty armpits, body odor, and an uncomfortable lifestyle.
Proud as she is, An Lan would never let that fate fall upon her.
Thus, in the game, she chose to end her life when there was no way left to save herself.
“I won’t let that happen.”
Bai Lian gazed at An Lan with determination.
Since the day she met An Lan, an intense longing had consumed her.
So, she sat alone in the chilly pool during the Mid-Autumn Festival, or stood alone before the wooden table laden with dishes on New Year’s Eve, or walked through the bustling streets during the Lantern Festival—never once complaining about An Lan.
She had been waiting for four long years.
Walking side by side with An Lan wasn’t easy for her.
She didn’t want it to turn into just another fleeting dream.
Bai Lian knew the solution, thanks to the game.
She could help An Lan escape the “declining period” as long as she could find the Immortal Spirit Qi or a fragment of the Rule of the Great Way.
“Shifu, you protected me before, and I will do everything in my power to protect you from now on!”
Bai Lian placed An Lan’s hand back.
This was an oath.
Normally, she would never have dared to say such words.
She feared rejection.
The game master was as cold as the polar snowfield.
But now, with Shifu sleeping and the cave entrance blocked by a magic array, Bai Lian could finally speak her mind freely.
Is it just you?
An Lan’s disdain was evident.
Don’t assume you’re truly strong!
Unless you reach the Transmigration Stage, you have no right to make such bold claims.
You should be serious about becoming my disciple now.
Bai Lian smiled softly.
Mmm.
That would be for the best.
“Four years may feel short, but even forty wouldn’t feel long enough. Let’s make a wish. I hope Shifu will still be by my side when the next era arrives.”
“…”
Suddenly, An Lan’s heart rate quickened.
Please stop using such misleading words!
And how could we still be together when you’ve ascended to the Immortal World by the time the next era arrives?
With that thought, An Lan’s heart rate returned to normal.
A vague sense of loss crept in.
Look.
She should never have taken on any disciples.
If a disciple has poor talent, they’ll die within a few hundred years. But if they’re talented, they’ll quickly ascend to the Immortal World.
In the end, she’ll still be alone on Qiongming Peak.
What’s the point of this intermediate experience when everything ultimately goes from emptiness to emptiness?
Yan Yue may seem foolish, but it’s precisely her level of stupidity that makes her unique. She’s been living on Zhuyan Peak for over four centuries, and it’s rare to encounter someone so inept at cultivation.
Bai Lian, too, pondered along with An Lan.
A fragment of the Great Tao’s Rule…
Does the Tao Halo on her help in any way?
If it does…
Well, let’s give it a try first.