Hearing that her little disciple was still fixated on her, Jing Ke knew the matter had just circled right back. All the earnest words she had spoken last night had gone in one ear and out the other; her little disciple only remembered what she wanted to hear.
Jing Ke sighed softly. “I won’t stop you from liking me, but I must also tell you clearly: I have no such feelings for a fifteen-year-old child.”
If gentle persuasion was useless, then only blunt rejection remained.
“If your disciple were older? Would Master be willing to accept me then?” Luo Yuezhu asked.
Jing Ke didn’t think for too long. During the half shichen she’d spent practicing sword, she had also been pondering this question.
“If you were eighteen, I would consider it.” Jing Ke didn’t evade the question but gave a definitive age.
Jing Ke’s moral boundaries weren’t actually that strong. But “don’t date minors” seemed hardcoded into her very core logic, making it impossible for her to say words of love or affection to a fifteen-year-old child.
“Then… is Master willing to wait for me to grow up?” Luo Yuezhu asked. This time, she was the one wearing only underclothes, bare feet on the floor.
“In this world, I don’t currently have anyone I like. Barring unforeseen circumstances, I should be able to wait until you grow up,” Jing Ke said, frowning slightly at her barefoot disciple.
“Put on your shoes and socks. It’s not good to go barefoot like this,” Jing Ke said, assuming an elder’s authority.
The corners of Luo Yuezhu’s mouth curled up high. Having received a definite answer, the courage from last night returned to her. Instead of obediently retreating to the bed, she launched herself into her master’s arms.
“Master, this way, my feet aren’t on the floor!” Sensing her master’s indulgence, Luo Yuezhu first swung her dangling feet, then tentatively stepped onto her master’s shoes.
Master didn’t push her away! That meant Master harbored feelings for her!
Master’s only concern was her age! Though she didn’t know why it had to be eighteen, Master was willing to wait for her—that meant Master accepted her!
What else could Jing Ke say? Her indulgence towards her little disciple was a long-ingrained habit. She could only resignedly hold her little disciple and act as a means of transport, depositing her back onto the bed.
“Alright, put on your shoes and socks. From now on, you are not allowed to drink unless I am present,” Jing Ke said.
With her little disciple’s one-cup tolerance, if she developed a drinking habit, it would be disastrous.
“Yes, Master! I will definitely only drink when Master is present!” Luo Yuezhu said, beaming.
The more she perceived Jing Ke’s indulgence, the bolder Luo Yuezhu became.
“Master, can I sleep with you tonight?” Luo Yuezhu asked as she put on her socks.
“No,” Jing Ke refused ruthlessly.
But Jing Ke’s refusal wasn’t because she herself couldn’t control her urges; rather, she was afraid her exceptionally bold little disciple would try things on her.
“Why?” Luo Yuezhu asked, looking utterly innocent.
“Because you are not a little child anymore. There’s no need for you to sleep with your master,” Jing Ke answered offhandedly.
“But Master, didn’t you just say it was because I’m still young and a child that you were rejecting me?” Luo Yuezhu asked. “Why does Master now think I’m not a child?”
“That…” Jing Ke was speechless, forced to give a strained reason. “You haven’t grown up enough to be with your master in that way, but you’re also not small enough to need your master to sleep with you.”
“But I want to sleep with Master…” Luo Yuezhu said. After putting on her outer robe, she quickly walked over to Jing Ke and tugged on her sleeve.
“Master, can you grant your disciple this small wish?” Luo Yuezhu asked, widening her eyes.
Jing Ke remained silent, seriously reflecting and pondering. Her little disciple hadn’t been this coquettish with her before, had she? She hadn’t taught her to act this way, right? So where did she learn it?
If Luo Yuezhu could have heard her master’s thoughts at that moment, she might have enlightened her: she had learned it very early on.
From the time she could run and jump, Luo Yuezhu had witnessed her parents’ affectionate daily life. As for acting spoiled, did that even need learning? Her skills in begging her mother and older sister to let her out to play had been honed to perfection long ago.
The reason she hadn’t shown it before was partly because the heavy weight of revenge had pressed down on her, making such willfulness and abandon impossible.
The other reason was simply that Jing Ke never needed Luo Yuezhu to act spoiled; she automatically fulfilled her little disciple’s needs, leaving no opportunity for it.
“No. Go wash up. It’s time for breakfast,” Jing Ke refused firmly in the end.
After somewhat muddle-headedly gaining a future partner, Jing Ke discovered her little disciple had become much bolder and clingier.
In the past, after sparring, master and disciple would go their separate ways, giving each other private time.
But now, after sparring with her little disciple, Jing Ke found a little shadow following her. Wherever she went, the little shadow followed.
If Jing Ke painted, the little shadow sat beside her watching.
If Jing Ke played chess, the little shadow volunteered to play against her. She lost every single game, yet the smile on her face only grew larger.
Even when Jing Ke simply sat in a chair to empty her mind, the little shadow would brew tea beside her and quietly watch.
Seven days passed like this, until Yin Honglian and Ye Wenxin came calling again. Only then did Little Shadow Luo Yuezhu slightly restrain her behavior, careful not to appear too much like an infatuated stalker.
“Hm? You two plan to settle in Peace Offering City?” After chatting for a while seated, Jing Ke heard news that somewhat surprised her.
“Just a few days ago, you said that after helping Miss Qiuyue successfully redeem her freedom, you would leave here and return to the Devil Sect,” Jing Ke reminded.
“Yes, but we both received the latest news yesterday.” Yin Honglian exhaled lightly. “The Imperial Court discovered we were uniting. They sent the Pavilion Master of the Four Seas Pavilion to Yangzhou. It seems the Four Seas Pavilion and the Martial Arts Alliance have negotiated some terms.”
“Such as?” Jing Ke raised an eyebrow.
“The practice of using martial prowess to flout laws absolutely must be curbed. But the court won’t take a one-size-fits-all approach, like some blanket prohibition on martial arts. Instead, they plan to have the Four Seas Pavilion and the Martial Arts Alliance co-manage and regulate martial artists, making them abide by the court’s laws as well,” Ye Wenxin explained.
“This is what my master told me. The court doesn’t want the Martial Arts Alliance and the Devil Sect to join forces, so they chose to take a step back,” Ye Wenxin added.
“And what about the Devil Sect?” Jing Ke looked at Yin Honglian.
“The Devil Sect? Same as always. The Cult Leader never really thought long-term cooperation with the Martial Arts Alliance was possible anyway. He plans to follow the court’s approach and reorganize our members, telling them not to be so quick to shout about killing and fighting,” Yin Honglian shrugged.
“Has your Cult Leader renounced the world?” Jing Ke raised an eyebrow.
Yin Honglian rubbed her nose. “Maybe.”
It might have a little something to do with her writing back saying she had to take responsibility for Ye Wenxin. If she liked women and didn’t intend to continue the bloodline, then rebellion seemed like it would only benefit others.
As for putting Jing Ke on the throne after a successful rebellion… the Devil Sect Leader was no sucker; he had no desire to labor in vain just to hand over the fruits of his effort.
Of course, lacking a successor was only one reason. More importantly, the Devil Sect Leader realized his grand enterprise might not succeed. Rather than obsess over overthrowing, it was better to consolidate power in the Northwest, where they’d operated for so long, establish their own territory, and strike at a more opportune time.
“I’ll say it again: as long as you don’t bring trouble to my doorstep, I won’t interfere with anything you do,” Jing Ke stated.
“Heroine Ye is staying here too?” Luo Yuezhu, sensing something, asked. “Left Protector staying is to avoid getting too involved in Devil Sect matters. But Heroine Ye, now that the Four Seas Pavilion and the Martial Arts Alliance are cooperating, will you still maintain your collaboration with the Devil Sect Leader?”
Luo Yuezhu’s question was very direct, and it caused a rare flicker of guilt on Yin Honglian’s face.
“That… well, I don’t really have much interest in taking over the Martial Arts Alliance either. Especially dealing with government officials—I dislike it intensely,” Ye Wenxin said, glancing at Yin Honglian.
“As for why I’m staying… you’ll have to ask the Left Protector. She did something she shouldn’t have to me, and it’ll take a very long time to make up for it,” Ye Wenxin said.
“Ahem, after getting drunk last time, an… accident happened,” Yin Honglian said, her eyes darting around. “Anyway, for now, we’ll be living together. Once things calm down, we’ll probably part ways.”
She’d pledged to look after Ye Wenxin for three years anyway. For martial artists, three years wasn’t that long—it would pass in the blink of an eye.
An accident while drunk, huh?
Indeed, drunkenness could easily lead to… accidents.
Jing Ke instinctively glanced at her own little disciple. Seeing her deliberately straighten her back, a hint of helplessness flickered in her eyes.
Forget it. The child she’d raised herself… being with her seemed quite good, actually. It was like keeping the good fortune within the family.
Thinking this, she wasn’t much bothered when the two said they’d be her neighbors.
The Luo Residence’s grounds were already quite large. A neighbor would be at least several hundred meters away. As long as they didn’t leave the main entrance, they could easily keep to themselves.
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