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I am Xue Tinghe from the Tianyan Academy.
The young girl’s smile was elegant and bright, leaving Qi Xiao momentarily stunned. Xue Tinghe was indeed a memorable figure. Just recently, she had made a name for herself in the Celestial Gate Competition, ultimately finishing second to Ji Wushang. Although she only secured second place, losing to Ji Wushang was an achievement worth boasting about.
What intrigued people even more was that there was a marriage contract between the two, and for quite some time, they had been regarded as a perfect match in the cultivation world. The Celestial Competition had yet to begin, and he had already encountered both the first and second place contenders of this event. If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, Qi Xiao would not have missed this opportunity for a spar.
“I am Qi Xiao, just an ordinary inner disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect,” he introduced himself.
“Qi Xiao? That name sounds somewhat familiar,” Xue Tinghe mused, tapping her chin thoughtfully. Ji Wushang also wore a contemplative expression. After a while, he squinted at Qi Xiao and said coldly, “I remember now; you are the junior disciple of Master Hanying, aren’t you?”
Xue Tinghe was taken aback and filled with rage. With a sharp sound, she drew her sword, pointing it directly at Qi Xiao’s throat. Her almond-shaped eyes widened with fury as she exclaimed, “No wonder I found that name so irritating! You’re that annoying little thief!”
Qi Xiao felt utterly wronged and retreated repeatedly. However, seeing him back away only fueled Xue Tinghe’s anger further as she pursued him relentlessly.
The commotion quickly attracted the boatman, who stomped his feet and shouted angrily, trembling with rage. “My flying boat! My precious flying boat! You must stop fighting! If you break it, I’ll throw you all overboard!”
Ji Wushang dug at his ears in annoyance at the man’s noise and tossed a small bag of spirit stones into the old man’s arms. “Enough with the racket; will this compensation suffice?”
The old man fumed, “What’s so great about throwing money around? This amount isn’t even enough to repair my boat!” But when he opened the bag and saw the gleaming high-quality spirit stones inside, his eyes widened in astonishment.
As he stuffed them into his pocket, he began to smile. “Alright, alright! Keep it up; hit each other more!” The spirit stones were large and bright—more than enough to buy another flying boat.
The old man, satisfied, tucked the spirit stones away and walked off with a pat on his backside. Xue Tinghe couldn't help but laugh at his expression; it was clear he was blinded by greed! Now that no one was watching, he could just wait for his downfall!
Qi Xiao dodged left and right, feeling utterly wronged. What had he done to deserve such hatred? If they had grievances against him, they could just say it outright instead of throwing baseless accusations at him! He couldn't bear the weight of such a huge blame!
Hearing this, Xue Tinghe spat in annoyance. "You're still pretending! If it weren't for Master Hanying using you as an excuse, how could she have taken the item away?"
As Qi Xiao listened piece by piece, he finally managed to piece together the whole story. It turned out that a few months ago, in the extreme north, several sect elders had heard rumors of a cold lotus growing there. The headmaster of Tianyan Academy arrived first, followed by the headmaster of the Qian Sect.
As soon as they met, they stopped fighting, intending to share the treasure. However, Master Hanying rushed over and, seeing the situation, realized she couldn't match their combined strength. So she claimed that her junior disciple was ill and needed medicinal herbs for treatment, forcibly taking the cold lotus with her.
She emphasized that this matter concerned her junior disciple's life. Master Hanying spoke with such conviction that the two headmasters were left in doubt. They didn't want to offend the Xiaoyao Sect and were aware that the four major sects had always supported each other.
Hearing how serious Master Hanying made it sound, they reluctantly let go of the cold lotus. Later, however, when both headmasters sent people to inquire about it, they discovered that the junior disciple from Qingjing Peak was lively and well, with no serious issues.
Only then did they realize they had been deceived by Master Hanying. Yet out of respect for their past friendship and their own pride, they found it difficult to confront her about it. Not long after this incident, one of Xue Tinghe's uncles fell victim to fire poison. Due to the lack of timely treatment with the cold lotus, his foundation was damaged, leaving him with no chance for further progress in his cultivation.
Every time this matter was brought up, the headmaster felt uneasy and regretted trusting Master Hanying too easily; it had cost them a fellow disciple. If only he had brought back the cold lotus in time!
Xue Tinghe felt both sorrow for her master and concern for her uncle. Every time she heard her headmaster sigh in regret, it felt like a fire was burning inside her. She vowed that one day she would seek retribution from Qingjing Peak.
She couldn't target other disciples from Xiaoyao Sect; surely she could go after those from Qingjing Peak? Especially Qi Xiao, this junior disciple from Qingjing Peak! Xue Tinghe believed that fate had brought her together with Qi Xiao intentionally, placing him right in front of her so she could fulfill her wish for vengeance.
With this thought in mind, Xue Tinghe became increasingly ruthless in her actions. Ji Wushang stood by, feeling bored, yet there was a hidden intensity about him that was hard to ignore. He appeared relaxed, but the moment Qi Xiao showed any intent to escape, he would undoubtedly spring into action to capture him.
Qi Xiao felt utterly speechless. Did the Tianyan Academy and the Qian Sect really enjoy so casually placing blame on others? This matter had nothing to do with him at all. If they were looking for someone, they should go find Master Han Ying; why come to him? Besides, at that time, Ye Xiuyuan had already entered the sect, and he was no longer a mere disciple of Qingjing Peak. Was it fair to pin this incident on him?
Moreover, he had already left Qingjing Peak. If they wanted revenge, shouldn’t they at least target a disciple still associated with Qingjing Peak?
Xue Tinghe was not in the mood to listen; she had been holding back her anger for far too long and was determined to let it out now. Ji Wushang frowned upon hearing Qi Xiao’s words and stopped Xue Tinghe. What did he mean by leaving Qingjing Peak?
Qi Xiao shot them an exasperated glance. He had once held respect for the two of them, but who would have thought they were both unreasonable madmen? “I’ve made it clear that I am no longer a disciple of Qingjing Peak,” he stated firmly. “I’ve been expelled from the peak and driven out of the sect. No matter how you interpret it, I have nothing to do with Master Han Ying!”
“Isn’t it a bit excessive to blame her mistakes on me?”
Xue Tinghe felt somewhat unconvinced, thinking he was just deceiving himself. But then she recalled that Qi Xiao had indeed introduced himself using the title of an inner sect disciple. She hesitated for a moment, struggling to find words.
After all, Master Han Ying was a powerful figure in the cultivation world. How had he been expelled?
Qi Xiao let out a cold laugh. “My cultivation is too lowly; I never caught her eye.”
“Too lowly?” Xue Tinghe looked at him, wanting to say something but hesitating. If Qi Xiao’s cultivation was truly lowly yet he could spar with her for so long, then what did that make her?
A decorative pillow that is slightly better than one with low cultivation?
Xue Tinghe paused, faintly sensing that she had been insulted.
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