My Master Is a Great Dragon, Clinging to Me Every Day! - Chapter 11

“A way to undo a spirit-beast contract?”

The white-haired old man stroked his beard with his fingers and frowned in thought.

“I’m afraid it will not be easy to find. This contract was born in accordance with the laws of heaven and earth. That is precisely why it can produce a contractual effect and prevent spirit beasts from escaping.”

Generally speaking, when cultivators signed contracts with spirit beasts, they basically never released them. Either they grew in cultivation together, or the spirit beast died protecting its master.

“However, you need not be anxious. This old man will keep this matter in mind.”

An Chengxi’s expression remained faint. She did not show too much disappointment. She had already searched for a solution herself before and found nothing, which was why she had come to ask the sect’s elders for help.

She had long expected this result.

After walking out of the great hall, she moved along in her azure-blue elder robes. Disciples greeted her all the way, and An Chengxi only responded in a calm voice.

It seemed she could only look for another way out of this matter.

…

Today, Master had said there was no need to attend morning or evening lessons, so Xu Zhiyi slept in a little. After climbing out of bed, she earnestly studied sword techniques and spells again.

She still could not be lazy.

A system might fool you. NPCs might betray you. Reading novels might stab you in the back.

But if you studied your lessons well, you would fear nothing no matter where you went.

One could never have too many skills!

However, before Xu Zhiyi could pick up her brush and start copying, she heard a whistling sound outside. It was the movement of someone flying on a sword.

These past few days, she had heard it plenty of times while lying in bed.

With a swoosh, people would fly right over the roof. It was so noisy there was no law or order at all.

However, this time, it seemed especially close.

Just as she thought this, there was a loud bang. A foot kicked open her door, and what entered her sight was the female lead, wearing the same blue inner disciple robe as her.

He Fengyue.

“Senior Sister, where is Master?”

“I just went to the main hall to look for her, but I couldn’t find her. Do you know where Master went?”

She had only just returned from training down the mountain, and her body was still covered in travel dust.

…Why didn’t this damn girl knock before coming in? She had scared Xu Zhiyi so badly that she had almost thrown away the sword manual in her hand. The ink had nearly smeared into a mess too.

She was already the female lead. Shouldn’t she be a little more polite?

“I don’t know. Master would not report her whereabouts to me.”

In the original novel, the two of them had never gotten along since childhood, so Xu Zhiyi deliberately used a stiff tone. However, she did not act too fierce or malicious. After all… who would deliberately go against the child of fortune in a novel?

“Stop giving me that. Master has always doted on you the most. You’re saying she wouldn’t tell you where she was going?”

Throughout the entire Yunling Sword Sect, it was common knowledge that Lord Hanshan disliked going out the most. Moreover, Master did not like being disturbed.

Because of that, even He Fengyue rarely got to see Master’s true appearance.

On the contrary, her eldest senior sister was called over every few days. Either Master gave her private lessons, or helped her make up missed courses. When had He Fengyue ever received such special treatment?

Naturally, she found Xu Zhiyi rather unpleasant to look at.

If this useless waste did not exist, then she would be Master’s chief eldest disciple, and she would certainly not embarrass Master.

Looking at the protagonist she had once had a fairly good impression of, Xu Zhiyi’s feelings were complicated at this moment.

To be honest, now that she had become a character on the villain’s side, there was no way for her to think from the protagonist’s perspective anymore.

But… Xu Zhiyi also understood very clearly that she could not clash head-on with the protagonist. She had no golden finger. Otherwise, she would not even know how she died!

“I said I don’t know, so I don’t know. You can go wait at Master’s residence.”

She glanced at He Fengyue.

Then Xu Zhiyi continued dipping her brush in ink to write.

“I am still under confinement. Without Master’s summons, naturally I cannot run around.”

On her way back earlier, He Fengyue had already heard people talking about this matter. Some time ago, something major had happened in the sect. Lord Hanshan’s eldest disciple had said there was a snake demon appearing in the sect.

Originally, she was about to identify her own master as the snake demon.

But for some unknown reason, after entering the great hall and seeing the sect leader, she had suddenly changed her words.

The sect leader saw that her attitude was sincere and believed her.

After all, the elders above did not know exactly what her initial claim had been. Only Lord Hanshan knew what Xu Zhiyi had stubbornly insisted on saying at first.

“Oh, I understand now.”

He Fengyue pointed at Xu Zhiyi with her finger. Her personality belonged to the fiery type that exploded at the slightest spark.

In the early stages, she and the male lead had also started off by fighting before getting to know each other, becoming enemies who kept running into each other.

“What do you understand?”

Completely baffled, Xu Zhiyi simply set down her brush. With this girl here, she would not be able to write no matter what.

“Of course I understand. And I’m certain, absolutely certain, that it must be your business that made Master run around everywhere for your sake, and even plead for you in front of the sect leader.”

He Fengyue no longer called her Senior Sister. The two of them had always been at odds since childhood, never having a peaceful day. In front of Master, they might call each other Senior Sister and Junior Sister a few times.

But once Master was not around, their fox tails all grew out.

“You came back just to argue with me?”

“I imagine this is exactly the kind of situation Master would not want to see.”

Sure enough, when reading novels, one really did have a fan filter. Xu Zhiyi decided she would respectfully keep her distance from He Fengyue!

Besides, she had only picked this novel to pass the time because she was bored. She thought the author’s writing was decent, so she had continued reading.

Who knew there would be all this afterward!

“You…”

He Fengyue was clearly angered.

Just then, there was a knock at the door outside. A young disciple ran in and bowed to the two of them.

“Senior Sisters, Master has important instructions. She asks both Senior Sisters to come over.”

“What? Master is back?”

He Fengyue was overjoyed. She could not be bothered to argue with Xu Zhiyi anymore and hurriedly headed toward the main hall.

Xu Zhiyi followed behind her.

There was some distance between the two of them. Xu Zhiyi began to worry. Sure enough, when Heaven wished to place a great responsibility on a person, it first had to make her mind suffer and exhaust her bones and muscles.

But that did not mean it had to give her such a rotten account right from the start!

This was simply a hell-mode opening.

“Fengyue, were you injured while training outside?”

An Chengxi sat in the center of the great hall. On the table beside her was a vase with a bundle of pear blossoms inside. The white petals carried a faint, elegant fragrance.

She stood up and looked at the two disciples who had entered one after another. It had been some time since she had seen her second disciple.

“No, Master.”

“I brought Master some gifts.”

After saying that, He Fengyue took a wooden box out of her Qiankun pouch and handed it over. An Chengxi accepted it.

She placed it on the wooden table.

Then she carefully explained the matters she wanted to instruct them about. Hearing both of them respond, An Chengxi sat back down in her seat.

“Fengyue, return to your room early and rest. You have worked hard these days.”

“Yes, this disciple understands. This disciple will withdraw now.”

He Fengyue had originally wanted to see Master just to give her the gift she had prepared. Seeing that Master had accepted it, she obediently withdrew.

Xu Zhiyi, who had thought this had nothing to do with her, also prepared to slip away.

Then a gentle voice sounded beside her ear.

“Yi’er, you stay.”

“Master has something to say to you.”