After Becoming The Master In A Master-Disciple Novel - Chapter 2

The moment Yuyan left, Wei Hanzhen’s tightly strung nerves immediately loosened.

But once they did, the medicinal force flowing through her limbs and bones could no longer be suppressed. It surged like fire meeting wind. Leaning against Suwei’s arms, she tilted her head back slightly, her vision hazy enough that she could no longer clearly see the expression on her eldest disciple’s face.

Suwei had been brought back to Changguan Sect by Wei Hanzhen when she was eight years old and had stepped onto the immortal path then. A hundred years had passed since. In her impression, her master had always been dignified, gentle, and refined. When had she ever looked so charming and alluring as she did now?

Suwei lowered her eyes and looked at her master, whose cheeks were flushed like fire and whose gaze seemed to ripple with emotion. Her brows furrowed slightly.

What kind of drug had Junior Sister given her?

“Master.” After thinking for a moment, Suwei pulled Wei Hanzhen off herself, though Wei Hanzhen had nearly been clinging to her. This was, in fact, a good opportunity. A flicker of emotion crossed her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

She lifted a finger and tapped Wei Hanzhen between the brows, sending a stream of spiritual power into her to help suppress the drug’s effects.

“I’ll go to Danding Courtyard to find medicine,” Suwei said flatly.

Danding Courtyard was one of Changguan Sect’s six courtyards, dedicated specifically to the study of pills and medicine. However, in the past, all contact between Pengxuan Peak and Danding Courtyard had been handled by Yuyan. Suwei rarely set foot there.

Wei Hanzhen regained a bit of clarity. Her face was flushed red, both embarrassed and furious.

What kind of mess had she landed in?!

When she heard that Suwei was going out, she did not think deeply at all and immediately said, “You’re not allowed!”

Although there was a plot later in the novel where the senior and junior sisters turned against each other, judging from the current progress, their relationship was still very good. It was definitely better than their relationship with her, their master. Who knew whether Suwei would go out and bring Yuyan back with her?

Her mind was muddled now, and she had forgotten that cultivators did not necessarily need to leave their cave residence to send a message.

Suwei pressed her lips together and said coldly, “Then what does Master intend to do?”

This drug was probably not anything good. Its effects were extremely fierce. Suwei’s spiritual power was of the water attribute and could only suppress it for a short while. Once the medicinal effects rebounded, they would likely become even more intense.

Her master had only recently suffered qi deviation and fallen in cultivation. If this continued for too long, her meridians might all break. In the future, forget returning to Nascent Soul—she could stop dreaming about advancing along the Dao altogether.

But that thought only lingered in Suwei’s mind for a moment. What she was most troubled by right now was actually the fact that Wei Hanzhen was in her cave residence.

If Junior Sister discovered it, she would most likely be angry.

Wei Hanzhen lifted her head slightly and stared at Suwei.

A trace of softness and springlike desire still lingered at the corners of her eyes and brows.

Suwei took a step back and said coldly, “There are some things Master should not even think about!”

Wei Hanzhen: “……”

What could she possibly be thinking about?

Was she supposed to invite this eldest disciple to dual cultivate with her?

With great effort, she took three round purple treasure seeds from her sleeve pouch. Forcing down the discomfort in her body, she said, “Go get the medicine.”

She had remembered now. Suwei had always taken people’s magical treasures and done work for them in exchange. When it came to Wei Hanzhen, she ought to follow that principle as well, right? They were still within Changguan Sect. Even if Suwei truly had such thoughts, she would not kill someone here.

“Biyang Treasure Gourd Seeds?” Suwei raised a brow in surprise.

These were refined from the seeds of the Biyang Treasure Gourd Tree. Once thrown out, they could form a vast net of lightning. Wei Hanzhen had given her three at once, enough to destroy the physical body of a Nascent Soul expert.

Suwei accepted the Biyang Treasure Gourd Seeds into her sleeve without the slightest hesitation, and a faint smile appeared on her face. She glanced at Wei Hanzhen and thought to herself, Everyone says Master is wealthier than even the sect leader. It seems that really is true. She actually took out three in one breath.

“When Master has an errand, this disciple naturally shares the burden. Honored Master, your disciple will return shortly.”

Wei Hanzhen had the honor of witnessing Suwei change her face entirely.

Where was the icy aura from before? Look at her now—smiling like a flower, brows and eyes full of feeling, every inch of her carrying a charming, elegant air.

With a disciple like this, how could Wei Hanzhen not be so angry she nearly toppled over?

Her original life had been one of lasting loneliness, with no old friends or relatives by her side. She had passed her days in a daze. She did not reject this mysterious transmigration into a book, but she did not want this awful situation!

She had started as a favored child of heaven, and what followed was a tiger fallen onto flat land, unable to rise again…

Just thinking about it made her angry.

Suwei’s cave residence was cold and empty.

However, the stone bed beneath Wei Hanzhen was no ordinary object. It had been forged from water-attribute refined sand and was beneficial to those who cultivated water-attribute techniques. Threads of cold air rose from it, suppressing the heat in Wei Hanzhen’s body to some extent.

Her eldest disciple loved gold, silver, jade, and precious stones. Over the past hundred years, who knew how much she had gathered? The book had not written about it. Wei Hanzhen had originally thought Suwei used those things to decorate her cave residence, but now she realized she had been wrong.

Then what was Suwei hoarding them for?

Wei Hanzhen was somewhat puzzled, but when she thought about Suwei’s background, she seemed to understand a little.

The three disciples had all had poor luck with family. Suwei’s parents had died early, and she had been raised in her uncle and aunt’s household. Though they were connected by blood, that uncle and aunt did not treat her as a person. They only treated her like a little slave at home, ordering her to do this and that.

When the original owner had encountered Suwei, it just so happened that the greedy uncle and aunt were planning to sell her.

Perhaps that kind of past had shaped Suwei’s cold and indifferent nature.

But that was absolutely no reason for her to become an ungrateful ingrate and covet her master’s magical treasures!

Meanwhile—

After leaving her cave residence, Suwei rode her escape light toward Danding Courtyard.

The current head of Danding Courtyard was the Nascent Soul expert Wang Shao, of the same generation as the sect leader. However, he normally paid no attention to the mundane affairs of Danding Courtyard and instead devoted himself entirely to refining pills.

The distribution of pills to the disciples of each peak and courtyard within Danding Courtyard was handled by his eldest disciple, Jiang Weizhi.

In the front hall of Danding Courtyard, a disciple saw Suwei arrive and hurried off to invite Jiang Weizhi over.

After Jiang Weizhi put down the medicinal herbs and came out, he saw Suwei at a glance—dressed in white purer than snow, cold and sharp as a sword. Hit by that chilling sword intent, his scalp instantly went numb.

In the past, the one from Pengxuan Peak who came here had always been Junior Sister Yuyan. Why had this person come today?

Jiang Weizhi gathered his sleeves, raised his hand, and bowed. “Junior Sister Suwei.”

Suwei returned the greeting and said concisely, “I came to get medicine.”

After a pause, she added frankly, “Something to suppress internal heat and desire.”

Jiang Weizhi’s face twitched when he heard this. As for the disciples in the hall, they wished they could cover their ears and pretend they had heard nothing.

One had to know that the disciples of every peak and courtyard had always regarded the unattainable Suwei as their goddess. Now that they had suddenly heard her ask for this sort of medicine… they were extremely worried they might be silenced.

“Junior Sister, come with me,” Jiang Weizhi said hastily.

Suwei looked at him coldly, then followed him into the inner hall.

Danding Courtyard contained all sorts of medicines. Jiang Weizhi quickly found the antidote.

Logically speaking, Suwei should have returned immediately after receiving the medicine. However, when Jiang Weizhi lifted his head and looked at her in confusion, she suddenly gave a cold laugh.

“Vice Head Jiang, all of my master’s medicine has been handed to Junior Sister Yuyan?”

Jiang Weizhi’s eyelid twitched. Not understanding what she meant, he nodded and replied, “Yes.”

Suwei gave a soft “Mm,” then suddenly said, “My master does not forbid the sect’s disciples from learning other arts. But there are some things one should not touch.”

After saying this, she did not wait for Jiang Weizhi’s response. She turned and transformed into a swift streak of sword light, leaving Danding Courtyard.

Jiang Weizhi’s expression darkened.

The disciples of their six courtyards could not compare to the true disciples of the three peaks. For them, seeking the Great Dao was already a lifelong hope beyond reach.

However, he did not want to become dispirited like the others. He only wanted to live happily for several hundred years.

His Golden Core was a mid-grade Golden Core. Leaving aside Origin Transformation for now, there was still hope for him to reach the Nascent Soul stage. But the prerequisite was that he could not lack the resources needed for cultivation.

Befriending the disciples of the three peaks was something he had wanted to do.

Among the three disciples of Pengxuan Peak, Suwei was cold, aloof, and detached from worldly affairs. Qingsheng appeared gentle and approachable, but in truth, neither soft nor hard tactics worked on her. That left only Junior Sister Yuyan, who could be considered innocent and naive.

A swift streak of sword light tore through the sky and landed on Pengxuan Peak.

In one courtyard, blue gauze curtains drifted in the wind. Dancers moved gracefully, while music lingered endlessly in the air.

A beautiful young female cultivator with skin whiter than snow and lips red as cinnabar reclined on a soft couch, holding a white jade cup in her hand, her gaze shifting lazily.

This person was Wei Hanzhen’s second disciple, Qingsheng.

“Second Senior Sister, you didn’t see Master either? Where did she go?” Yuyan had no interest in drinking wine or listening to music. She looked at Qingsheng anxiously and asked.

“Junior Sister, what are you so anxious about? Our venerable master isn’t going to get lost, is she?” Qingsheng’s face was full of smiles. She propped herself up and said lazily, “Even if her realm has fallen, she’s still at Golden Core.”

Yuyan ignored Qingsheng’s teasing. Her expression was gloomy, covered with a lingering shade of darkness.

She had only just tampered with Master. Right now, Master was utterly powerless and could not have gone far. If she ran into someone else, Yuyan did not dare imagine the consequences.

Aside from the three of them, Pengxuan Peak also had a vice peak lord, Zhou Dingyuan. He was their martial uncle, but no matter what, Yuyan did not dare go to him and ask.

Qingsheng pretended not to understand Yuyan’s expression. Smiling, she said, “That sword light just now belonged to Eldest Senior Sister, didn’t it?”

Yuyan had not the slightest interest in Eldest Senior Sister’s sword light. She only wanted to get away and search for Wei Hanzhen. Unfortunately, her cultivation was inferior to Second Senior Sister’s, and at this moment, she had been forcibly detained here to watch singing and dancing.

“Judging from that direction, she came from Danding Courtyard,” Qingsheng said, her gaze shifting. She pressed her lips into a smile. “Junior Sister, aren’t you the one who fetches Master’s medicine? What did Eldest Senior Sister go there for? She hasn’t taken on any missions recently, nor has she been injured.”

The moment her words fell, Yuyan’s expression instantly became ugly.

Master was nowhere to be found throughout Pengxuan Peak. There was still another possibility: Eldest Senior Sister had lied to her!

Master was actually at her place!

Had she gone to fetch medicine for Master?

Yuyan wanted nothing more than to leave at once.

“Let’s go find Eldest Senior Sister,” Qingsheng said with a bright smile, as though she had no idea what storm her words had stirred in Yuyan’s heart.

Wei Hanzhen refined and dissolved the medicinal force. She was still sitting on the stone bed, a faint blush lingering on her face.

In the novel, after the original owner’s cultivation fell to Golden Core, she did not recover for a very long time. All the pills from Danding Courtyard had been fetched by Yuyan, so Yuyan must have tampered with them to cause that outcome.

And everyone in Changguan Sect had actually foolishly believed it.

At this moment, her medicine should already be in Yuyan’s hands. That medicine could not be taken.

If she wanted to break out of this situation, there was another way: leave Changguan Sect and personally search for medicine.

“Master, the two junior sisters are here.”

Suwei’s voice sounded.

Wei Hanzhen came back to herself and said in a low voice, “Let them in.”

She had already met two of the three rebellious disciples. The remaining one was a sly little fox… most likely another person wearing a respectable face over rotten intentions.

Having read the novel, Wei Hanzhen already had preconceived impressions of them, so she could not exactly say she viewed them favorably.

Of course, one could also tell from the disciples’ attitudes that they had absolutely no sense of “respecting one’s master and honoring the Dao.”

“Master!”

A flash of delight crossed Yuyan’s eyes. Her smiling face bloomed, sweeping away all the gloom she had worn on the road. She was like a butterfly weaving through flowers as she lightly and gracefully pounced toward Wei Hanzhen.

In the novel’s description, this little disciple was innocent, adorable, charming, and unparalleled.

Of course, all of that had ultimately been ruined by the matter of imprisonment.

Wei Hanzhen was sitting there perfectly fine now. Thanks to the plot, she already knew this little disciple’s wolfish ambitions, so there was no way she would let Yuyan approach her.

“Suwei!” Wei Hanzhen’s voice was cold and heavy.

Suwei frowned, but her sword intent still rose a few degrees. She blocked Yuyan and said flatly, “Junior Sister, in front of Master, how can you lose all sense of propriety?”

“Propriety?” Yuyan’s eyes widened. She tilted her head and looked at Suwei in confusion, as though she did not understand the meaning of the word at all.