Transmigrated as the Destined Villain, My Senior Brothers Are Chasing After My Love Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Don’t Be Ungrateful, Hurry Up and Leave

While everyone was discussing him, Lin Qingyue was currently learning sword techniques with Xuan Cang.

There was no other reason than affinity—Xuan Cang unilaterally felt an affinity and insisted on letting Lin Qingyue learn from him.

Lin Qingyue was unwilling at first. It was only after learning about Xuan Cang’s deeds that he was willing to learn the sword technique from him.

“Senior, I only need to live a long life.”

“Hmph, kid, as the saying goes, one can never have too many skills. As long as you learn enough and become strong enough, who can defeat you? Who can take your life?”

Lin Qingyue gripped the sword. “So, when does Senior plan to hand over the second half to this Junior?”

Xuan Cang hadn’t expected him to see that there was a second half to the sword technique. “As long as you learn the first part well, you don’t need to learn the rest.”

Lin Qingyue refused immediately. “That won’t do.”

Xuan Cang: “Do you really want to learn?”

“Naturally. Since Senior has decided to pass on the cultivation method and sword technique to me, there’s no reason not to teach it all.”

Xuan Cang nodded slightly. “Makes sense. But remember, you are the one who wants to learn it.”

“Do you know why those old men can’t stand This Venerable, jumping around in anger every day yet unable to do anything about us?” Xuan Cang asked.

Lin Qingyue: Is it not because… “You guys aren’t human, just wisps of divine souls?”

He didn’t dare say it out loud, fearing a beating.

Xuan Cang didn’t care about that. Instead, he began to explain the second half of his sword technique.

He didn’t demonstrate it for Lin Qingyue, simply letting him learn it on his own.

After reading it, Lin Qingyue was truly at a loss for words. The ancestors were really tolerant not to label this as Demonic Cultivation.

“Ahem, remember, you wanted to learn this yourself; This Venerable didn’t force you.”

Seeing his silence, Xuan Cang decided to save some face for himself. “This move should only be used when fleeing for your life in the future. A true man knows when to yield and when to stand tall. Admitting defeat isn’t shameful. If the opponent is still relentless after you admit defeat, don’t blame us for using underhanded methods.”

Lin Qingyue: “Senior makes sense. This Junior will remember.”

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Xuan Cang sighed with emotion. “Kid, it seems we really are fated. You are indeed quite good.”

After all, not all disciples with outstanding talent were willing to learn his sword.

“Once you’ve learned it, hurry up and get out. Don’t keep staying here. If there’s anything you don’t understand, realize it slowly after you go out.”

Xuan Cang suddenly spoke up. Lin Qingyue was a bit surprised; their inheritance had just begun, yet he was in such a hurry to kick him out.

“Senior, no matter how amazing I am, it’s impossible for me to learn less than thirty percent and then have no pressure with the rest.”

That was like learning addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, and then claiming to have mastered all of mathematics.

Xuan Cang saw his lack of appreciation and was annoyed, thinking he couldn’t distinguish good from bad. “You kid aren’t reluctant to leave my current appearance, are you? You clearly know this is fake, yet you linger in it. This won’t do. If you encounter demons that confuse the heart in the future, you will suffer a great loss.”

Lin Qingyue didn’t speak. He just looked at him—the same face, but a completely different personality.

Even so, he wanted to stay with him a little longer.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, “Senior, you misunderstand. I just learn slowly.”

Xuan Cang really wanted to shake his head to see if there was water inside. “Kid, before you entered, your Master should have told you not to stay here too long.”

Lin Qingyue thought about it. His Master had said something similar, but he could distinguish between inside and outside; he wasn’t confused.

The other party saw through his thoughts and merely snorted lightly. “It’s useless even if you want to stay here. This Venerable will only teach this much. Whether you learn it or not depends entirely on yourself. Hurry up and scram. It’s annoying seeing your hopeless look.”

“I’m not leaving. I haven’t learned it yet. If I leave, I’ll have to come back next time. It’s too troublesome.”

“Do you really think this is some place where you can come and go as you please? You kid are really interesting. Go, quickly.”

Lin Qingyue wouldn’t listen. His rebellious streak flared up, and he refused to leave, showing Xuan Cang exactly what a heart-attack-inducing student looked like.

Helpless, Xuan Cang had to change back to his original appearance. “Kid, do you see? This is the real me. Hurry up and finish learning, then get out.”

“Not going. Before, you insisted I learn your sword technique. Now that I haven’t mastered it, you’re chasing people away. No one acts like you. To repay Senior for passing on the sword technique, this Junior has decided to study hard and will definitely carry this sword technique forward in the future, making it famous throughout the cultivation world.”

Xuan Cang fell silent. If he remembered correctly, wasn’t this kid a disciple of the Wanjian Sect?

He wanted to laugh. “You aren’t planning to learn my sword technique and then run off to start your own sect, are you?”

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Lin Qingyue nodded without the slightest concealment. “That’s not impossible.”

Xuan Cang, a person with no bottom line, wanted to kick him upon hearing this. “Ungrateful! Forgetting your roots!”

Entering someone else’s sect, learning his sword technique, and then running off to start a sect—if this wasn’t forgetting one’s roots, what was it?

“I didn’t teach you to be ungrateful.”

Lin Qingyue: “Senior, I am carrying your sword technique forward. How is that forgetting my roots? Look at what you’re saying; it’s so inappropriate.”

Xuan Cang remained silent for a long while. Finally, he decided to throw the person out. He couldn’t keep him any longer; this kid must have been sent by those juniors to ruin his reputation.

Lin Qingyue was still thinking about what to learn next when he was picked up and thrown out.

Crashing into someone, Lin Qingyue’s vision was blocked. Unhappy, he looked up and met a pair of cold eyes. The eyes were calm and waveless, only flickering slightly upon seeing Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue looked down only to discover that he had pinned the person underneath him, using him as a cushion.

He climbed up. “Hehe, sorry about that, Eldest Senior Brother. I didn’t crush you, did I?”

Ye Jingxian: “…”

Lin Qingyue, completely unaware of anything wrong, climbed off Ye Jingxian. Only then did he realize that the Sect Leader, his Master, and some Elders were all there, staring at them.

Why are there so many people?

He just went in to find a sword technique; there was no need for such a big formation to welcome him, right?

“You kid, really…” Ye Zhanxiu stepped forward, looked at the two disciples, and let out a huge sigh of relief. “You scared Master to death.”

Seeing his Master’s rich expression, Lin Qingyue was puzzled. “Shizun, the Sect Leader and Elders are…?”

“Hahaha, it’s nothing. It’s just that your Master was really worried about the two of you, so he asked us to come and see why you hadn’t come out for so long,” the Sect Leader said kindly.

Seeing that Lin Qingyue had obtained the sword technique, the Sect Leader was in a good mood and much more patient with him.

Generally speaking, if one was trapped in the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets, either they woke up on their own and came out, or the Sect Leader and the Elders of Wanjian Sect would help, with Ye Zhanxiu personally contacting the disciple through their Life Lantern to bring them out.

“Child, cultivate well in the future. Being able to come out on your own perseverance shows a resilient character. Not bad, not bad.”

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An Elder spoke up in praise. Ye Zhanxiu was incredibly gratified; his judgment was indeed good.

“Peak Lord Ye, you must cultivate him well in the future. This child is a good seedling.”

“The child is just okay; everyone, don’t keep praising him.”

Ye Zhanxiu was happy inside but modest on the surface. Looking at Lin Qingyue and Ye Jingxian, he was full of relief.

Lin Qingyue listened for a while and felt it was better to clarify. Otherwise, if it was dug up later that he was kicked out, that would be a joke.

“Shizun, this disciple was kicked out by the Senior inside.” He scratched his head and sighed. “Senior Xuan Cang dumped the sword technique on me all at once, regardless of whether I comprehended it or not, and then kicked me out, saying I should learn it myself.”

“So, can this disciple enter the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets in the future?” Lin Qingyue asked.

Ye Zhanxiu, the Sect Leader, and the others looked at each other. What did they just hear?

“You feel like you were kicked out?”

What do you mean ‘feel’? He was kicked out by Xuan Cang!

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyue was angry. What was wrong with wanting to learn a bit more? Don’t teachers usually like eager students? But when it came to him, Xuan Cang just chased him away.

“Sect Leader Martial Uncle, I fell out directly just now.”

The Sect Leader looked at Ye Zhanxiu with an indescribable expression, then suddenly said, “Junior Brother Ye, I think this child should come to our Taichu Peak.”

Ye Zhanxiu’s face darkened. “Sect Leader Senior Brother, what do you mean by this?”

Sect Leader: “Such a good child, even the Senior couldn’t bear to keep him (trapped). He must come to my Taichu Peak.”

“I think it doesn’t have to be Taichu Peak; our Kurong Peak is also quite suitable,” another Elder chimed in.

Ye Zhanxiu refused with a dark face. “He has already entered my Guizang Peak; he is my, Ye Zhanxiu’s, disciple.”

Seeing that he was about to get angry, everyone sensibly stopped insisting on abducting the person to their own peaks.

Sect Leader: “Since Martial Nephew Lin is fine, we will go back first.”

Before leaving, the Sect Leader said to Lin Qingyue, “Senior Xuan Cang personally threw you out; that means he likes you very much. Don’t misunderstand, child; he doesn’t despise you.”

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After everyone left, Ye Zhanxiu asked about the specific situation of the two. Upon learning of the vastly different treatments between Ye Jingxian and Lin Qingyue, he also fell silent.

“Shizun, this disciple is going to practice the sword.”

After speaking, Ye Jingxian carried his sword and went to cultivate alone.

Lin Qingyue looked at his Master and explained, “Shizun, this disciple didn’t expect Eldest Senior Brother to…” be so unlucky. That can’t be blamed on me.

Ye Zhanxiu stared at him. Lin Qingyue hurriedly tried to salvage the situation. “Shizun, Eldest Senior Brother is your son, but I am also your disciple. Equal treatment, equal treatment, ah.”

The more he spoke, the darker Ye Zhanxiu’s face became. He pointed at Lin Qingyue, and after a long time, finally said, “Nonsense.”

“You brat, what are you blabbering about?” He really felt for the first time that disciples needed a beating to behave.

Ye Jingxian was iron-faced and selfless himself; how could his Master be any different?

“Yes, yes, yes. Shizun is the most just. It was this disciple who thought wrong.”

Ye Zhanxiu was speechless. “Go find your Second Senior Sister. Tomorrow, go down the peak to attend class.”

Hearing about attending class, Lin Qingyue’s eyes lit up. “Really, Shizun? That’s great! This disciple will go find Second Senior Sister right now.”

Just two steps into his run, he ran back. “Shizun, I see other people’s children have to pay spirit stones when they go to school, and they also prepare backpacks and tools and such. Do I have these?”

This question stumped Ye Zhanxiu; no disciple had ever asked him this.

He thought about it, dug around in his storage ring, and gave him a small square ring and a pile of spirit stones. Remembering that Lin Qingyue had a pile of swords, he also gave him a sword case.

“For anything else, find your Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister.”

Putting the things away, Lin Qingyue thanked him with a grin. “Thank you, Shizun. You are so good.”

After speaking, he turned and left, leaving Ye Zhanxiu in a daze. How much has this child suffered? Look, he gets this excited over just a few spirit stones.

Guizang Peak’s Junior Brother Lin, who had entered the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets, had finally come out.

Everyone was guessing what sword technique he had obtained.

“He has already obtained a sword technique and will definitely come to class tomorrow. We can challenge him to a spar then, and we’ll know his sword technique,” a disciple suggested.

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“Right. I want to see just how powerful he is. After staying in the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets for so long, what kind of sword technique could he get?”

The speaker was a disciple who had entered the sect at the same time as Lin Qingyue and Yun Jinzhou.

He came from a noble family, never worried about food or clothing since childhood, had good talent, and had become friends with Yun Jinzhou upon entering the Wanjian Sect. He couldn’t stand Lin Qingyue’s appearance the most.

“Senior Brother Qu, Senior Brother Lin’s Eldest Senior Brother is Senior Brother Ye. We should stay away from him!”

Yun Jinzhou spoke up from the side, reminding everyone. Don’t forget, he has an Eldest Senior Brother in the Discipline Hall. We can’t afford to provoke him.

“Heh, could the Discipline Hall show favoritism? If that’s really the case, we’ll go to the Sect Leader and see how he can be biased.”

Hearing Yun Jinzhou’s words, Qu Xiao thought he was afraid. “Junior Brother Yun, don’t worry. If he dares to bully you again, I’ll be the first not to let him off.”

“Senior Brother Qu, it doesn’t matter. If you get punished because of me, Junior Brother’s guilt would be great. Besides, Senior Brother Lin just has that kind of personality; we should tolerate him more.”

“Among us who entered the sect, who doesn’t have a bigger background than him? Who has poor talent? He thinks he’s amazing just because he has a Heavenly Spirit Root, looking down on people and bullying fellow disciples at will. Having such a villain in the same sect is our shame.”

He spoke with righteous indignation, truly detesting him to the extreme.

“Junior Brother Yun, rest assured. I will only compete with him on the Sword Dueling Platform.”

A cold sneer rang out unscrupulously. Qu Xiao and Yun Jinzhou looked toward the sound; it was Yu Qianqian from Duanyue Peak.

Qu Xiao: “Yu Qianqian, what do you want, you man-woman?”

Yu Qianqian, with a petite and exquisite figure and a soft, cute appearance—looking for all the world like a little Lolita—swung her big broadsword. “I laugh if I want to; can you control me? If you’re not convinced, come fight!”

“Who wants to fight a woman like you?” Qu Xiao was disdainful, looking at her with a cold face.

Yu Qianqian huffed coldly, looking at Yun Jinzhou and Qu Xiao. “Speaking ill of people behind their backs, calling others villains—your current behavior is exactly that of a villain.”

It was truly laughable; she couldn’t stand listening to it.

Qu Xiao: “Who are you calling a villain?”

Yu Qianqian: “Whichever villain responds, I’m scolding that villain.”

“What business is it of yours?” Qu Xiao looked at her and said, “You wouldn’t happen to like him, would you? Speaking up for him like this.”

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Yu Qianqian wished she could pull out her blade and smash his foul mouth.

“People with filthy minds see everything as filthy. If you have the guts, come with me to the Sword Dueling Platform.”

Qu Xiao: “I’ll go if you say so? Did I strike a nerve, making you feel guilty?”

He was relentless with his words. Yu Qianqian looked at him fiercely, then looked at Yun Jinzhou beside him, and spoke directly.

“You’re helping him like this; could it be that you like him too?”