After Deceiving Shizun into Dual Cultivating, I Ran Away With His Bun 41

Chapter 41

A day later, Qiansui brought back the reply from the Xuan Yin Sect.
The Xuan Yin Sect said that they knew nothing about the demons mentioned by the Myriad Sword Sect. It seemed they were planning to deny it to the end.
It was indeed difficult to expect them to hand over the demons voluntarily. After considering, Helan Xue decided to go personally.
Besides Taxue Xianzun, it would probably be useless for anyone else to go.
Lin Queli naturally had to go along. After resting for a day, he was almost better.
Lin Queli sighed. A cultivator’s body was really good, so durable…
But that wasn’t a reason to do it three times!!
Once was enough!
More than enough!
Lin Queli gritted his teeth.
The sounds he had heard in the brothel before had sounded so comfortable, enjoyable, and pleasant. How did it come to him that not only was there lightning and thunder, which was uncontrollable, but…
Although Helan Xue’s expression was cold and he looked very calm, his actions were very fierce, extremely fierce.
How fierce, exactly? Anyway, he, a furnace cauldron and also the Demon Lord, was now scared of horses on the second day.
There were only a few people on this trip. Besides Helan Xue and Lin Queli, there were also Qiansui and Shouyang.
They used a teleportation array to go directly to the foot of the Xuan Yin Sect’s mountain. A’Yu was hiding in an inn at the foot of the mountain because, like the Myriad Sword Sect, the road further up was a guardian formation, and outsiders could only ride horses up.
A carriage was inconvenient, but Lin Queli…
Lin Queli said awkwardly, “I don’t know how to ride a horse…”
And even if he did, he couldn’t ride now. He didn’t want his butt to be split into three.
Qiansui said with a smile, “It’s okay, you and I can share…”
Helan Xue interrupted, “Come here.”
Qiansui and Shouyang turned their heads in unison. The master and disciple looked at Helan Xue as if they had seen a ghost. It was just that Qiansui was younger, so his expression was bigger.
Lin Queli’s body also trembled.
Huh, huh?
Lin Queli glanced at Qiansui, then at the expressionless Helan Xue.
He couldn’t refuse Helan Xue in front of everyone, even if he refused ten thousand times in his heart.
Sob, sob…
Lin Queli walked to Helan Xue’s horse as if he were going to his death. Helan Xue held out his hand to him and said in a low voice, “Get on. This Venerable knows your physical condition.”
So he could take better care of Lin Queli.
Lin Queli: “…”
Does that mean he knows where I hurt, like my butt hurts, so he’ll take special care of my butt?
Lin Queli pouted, held Helan Xue’s hand, and was pulled onto the horse. Then the four of them rode up the mountain.
Helan Xue had Lin Queli sit sideways in front of him, so that Lin Queli could lie down at an angle.
Lin Queli leaned against Helan Xue. It was actually quite comfortable.
Except for the social death…
But then again, Shouyang and Qiansui were not outsiders.
Lin Queli convinced himself in three seconds and continued to lean against Helan Xue with a clear conscience.
Face is not as important as comfort, hehe.
Although Helan Xue was not responsible, and their relationship had not changed, Lin Queli could clearly feel Helan Xue’s gentleness and care.
Lin Queli glanced at Helan Xue.
He thought to himself, as expected of Taxue Xianzun, who cultivates the Dao of Cangsheng. He has the softness of having the common people in his heart and a sense of responsibility for his disciples.
It would be great to really become Helan Xue’s partner… but let’s not mention that Helan Xue doesn’t seem to be the type to fall in love, and even if he did, it definitely wouldn’t be with him.
Lin Queli felt a strange emotion in his heart, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Then when he completed his mission and left, he wouldn’t have to worry about Helan Xue being reluctant to let him go or being sad.
He only occupied less than a year of Helan Xue’s thousand-year lifespan.
Helan Xue would soon forget him.
Sob, sob… damn it.
Lin Queli’s heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Helan Xue looked down and saw his little disciple’s expression change several times in a few moments. He shook his head. “What are you thinking about again?”
Lin Queli asked seriously, “I was wondering if Shizun has ever liked anyone?”
Helan Xue paused.
Lin Queli said with a grin, “It’s hard to imagine, right? In Shizun’s life, even before you started cultivating, have you never been in a relationship or liked anyone?”
Shouyang, who was behind them, heard Lin Queli’s question and couldn’t help but laugh. “What are you thinking, junior martial brother? Of course that’s impossible.”
Qiansui nodded. “Yeah, yeah! If Grandmaster falls in love, I’ll eat shit upside down!”
Shouyang patted his shoulder. “Rude!”
The few of them, excluding Helan Xue, chatted and soon arrived at the main gate of the Xuan Yin Sect.
Learning that Helan Xue had arrived with two disciples and a student, the Xuan Yin Sect did not dare to be negligent. They immediately changed their attitude, and the sect master—Miaoyin Xianzi—personally came out to welcome them.
Miaoyin Xianzi was so beautiful that she could make fish sink and geese fall. She was one of the top beauties in the immortal world.
She walked gracefully towards Helan Xue, her every step like a blooming lotus. She curtsied with a smile. “The Myriad Sword Sect has come from afar. Our humble sect has failed to welcome you. May I ask why Taxue Xianzun has come?”
Qiansui stared at Miaoyin Xianzi in a daze.
So beautiful… as expected of the number one beauty in the “Records of Beauties in the Immortal World.”
But…
The more Qiansui looked, the more he felt that his junior martial uncle was not inferior at all.
In fact, after looking for a long time, he would feel that Lin Queli was more pleasing to the eye, and his features were more delicate.
Miaoyin Xianzi was naturally beautiful, but she was just beautiful. And his little junior martial uncle was cute and lovely at first glance, with small features, but on closer inspection, one could detect a certain charm.
Qiansui shook his head to clear his mind.
What am I thinking!
Shouyang stepped forward and got straight to the point. “Sect Master, my eldest disciple has already informed you of our purpose in a letter. I wonder if the Sect Master is aware of this matter?”
Miaoyin Xianzi paused. “Are you talking about the matter of the Demon Clan? My reply remains the same. We really don’t know about this matter…”
She even became a little anxious. “Immortal Venerable, this is no small matter. I dare not take the blame for this! How could we possibly imprison the Demon Clan in our back mountain? If we found a demon who was doing evil, we would definitely kill them directly! Why would we keep this hidden danger? To threaten the lives of our disciples at any time?”
Shouyang frowned, seeming to be trying to discern the truth in Miaoyin Xianzi’s words.
There were three possibilities.
One, their tracking was wrong, and the Demon Clan was indeed not in the Xuan Yin Sect. Of course, this possibility was very small.
Two, Miaoyin Xianzi was indeed unaware. The Xuan Yin Sect was large and had many cultivators, not to mention a thousand, but at least a few hundred. It was impossible for everyone to know about Elder Jin’s matter. Perhaps someone under her was hiding the demons.
Three, Miaoyin Xianzi was lying.
Shouyang was silent for a moment, then shook his head. “In that case, is the Sect Master willing to let us search the mountain?”
“This…” Miaoyin Xianzi frowned. “Although I have a clear conscience, there are many secret manuals and forbidden areas in the back mountain that cannot be entered by outsiders… I think Taxue Xianzun should be able to understand this… The back mountain of the Myriad Sword Sect is also the same, isn’t it?”
Shouyang shook his head. “Sect Master, to avoid a bigger conflict, This Lord will be frank. If it comes to the point where we have to split open your mountain, things will not look good.”
Shouyang’s expression and tone were gentle, but his words were quite terrifying.
—With Helan Xue here, splitting open the Xuan Yin Sect’s mountain was not just a threat.
Miaoyin Xianzi’s face turned pale. “You…”
She quickly regained her composure and took a deep breath. “How about this, let’s each take a step back. I’ll prepare guest rooms for you first. You can rest here for a while. It’s been a long journey… I’ll also prepare a welcome banquet for you. As for searching the mountain… let me check the back mountain first? If it really doesn’t work, I’ll personally take you to search the mountain.”
Miaoyin Xianzi said it with great sincerity, at least it looked like there were no flaws.
Shouyang frowned and thought for a moment. After getting Helan Xue’s approval, he nodded. “Okay, but the Myriad Sword Sect’s affairs are busy. We can only stay for one day.”
“Tomorrow… This Lord wants an answer.”
Miaoyin Xianzi paused. “Mmm…”
She called a disciple and had her lead everyone to the courtyard.
The Xuan Yin Sect was indeed complex, with illusions and sound formations everywhere. Lin Queli could also vaguely hear the sound of various musical instruments being played.
Lin Queli looked at Helan Xue curiously. “Does Shizun know how to play any instruments?”
Helan Xue looked at Lin Queli, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly.
Why is this little disciple of his suddenly so curious about him? How many questions has he asked on this trip?
Helan Xue said, “I can play the zither.”
Lin Queli said “oh” and said with a floating feeling, “Shizun is so amazing…”
Helan Xue waited for a long time, but he didn’t hear Lin Queli say, “I want Shizun to play for me in the future.”
Helan Xue: “?”
Something’s not right.
Didn’t this little disciple of his used to be good at acting cute and taking advantage of him?
Why is there no movement now?
After arriving at a quiet courtyard, the disciple who was leading the way turned around and said, “Four guest rooms have been prepared.”
Helan Xue: “Three.”
“?!”
Shouyang and Qiansui turned their heads again. The master and disciple had the same expression as if they had seen a ghost.
Lin Queli was scared. “Shizun… why three?”
Helan Xue’s face was as usual, and he said lightly, “Your body has not fully recovered. You need This Venerable to watch over you and transfer qi at any time.”
“N-no need.” Lin Queli looked down at his toes. “This disciple can… do it myself!”
“…”
“As you wish.”
Helan Xue flicked his sleeve and turned back to his room.
The air around seemed to be a little stunned. Lin Queli scratched his head. Is it an illusion?
Lin Queli resentfully returned to his room.
Shouyang and Qiansui looked at each other.
Qiansui said with a smile, “Master, Grandmaster is so different towards you and little junior martial uncle. Grandmaster is biased!”
Shouyang patted Qiansui’s head. “Rude!”
Shouyang said reasonably, “Junior martial brother is endearing. What’s wrong with Shizun being a little better to him?”
And after returning to his room, Lin Queli curled up in his quilt and crawled in the dark.
Sob, sob, sob, sob… he had worked so hard to refuse Helan Xue’s goodwill!
Since the goal has been achieved, now he doesn’t need to coax his Shizun to dual cultivate with him, nor does he need to eagerly earn points. It’s better to draw a clear line as soon as possible, or else wouldn’t he be sad when he leaves in the future…
Anyway, Helan Xue is good to him now mostly because of responsibility and being forced.

【Host… your thoughts are so complicated and chaotic! Now that half of the mission has been completed, shouldn’t the Host be happy?】
“I’m happy… I’m very happy.” Lin Queli buried himself in his pillow. “The happy Lin Queli is going to sleep.”

…

The next day, the Xuan Yin Sect held a banquet to welcome the few of them.
Lin Queli heard from Qiansui that it wasn’t just for them. The Xuan Yin Sect liked to hold banquets, and it was almost a nightly affair, with cups clinking and the sound of silk and bamboo instruments never ceasing. The various schools of music would show off their skills and have fun together.
The Xuan Yin Sect was also a large sect with many disciples, so the banquet was very lively, a picture of peace and prosperity.
Lin Queli sat on the side, watching the crowd of Xuan Yin Sect disciples in front of him competing on the zither, and he also enjoyed it.
As cups were exchanged, a drunk elder of the Xuan Yin Sect saw Helan Xue, who was sitting in the main seat, drinking tea without saying a word. He heckled, “I heard that Taxue Xianzun’s zither playing moved the nine heavens and made cranes stand in the clouds. Since you are in the Xuan Yin Sect today, and our sect has the best zither in the world, would you be willing to show us your skills?”
Everyone present immediately fell silent.
It was only because this elder was so drunk he was about to lose consciousness that he dared to “provoke” Helan Xue like this.
When Helan Xue sat there, the others didn’t even dare to go up and toast him.
The elder said drunkenly, “If I can hear a tune from the Immortal Venerable, this life would probably be worth it!”
“Miaoyin Xianzi’s zither skills are also famous throughout the world. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to hear the two of you play a duet?”
Lin Queli paused.
The hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air. He blinked and looked at Helan Xue.