Transmigrated as the Destined Villain, My Senior Brothers Are Chasing After My Love Chapter 27

Chapter 27: I’m Telling You, Don’t Tell Anyone

After Ye Jingxian left, Lin Qingyue cast those thoughts aside, lay back down, and went to sleep.

When no one was around, he never procrastinated on taking his medicine. He worried about his own body more than anyone else. It was only when he saw the injuries on his body fading that he let go of half his worries.

taking advantage of this time, he cultivated diligently. The Senior Brothers of Kurong Peak, seeing him work so hard, told him to rest properly, but he wouldn’t listen. He truly seemed to love cultivation.

They were afraid his body couldn’t handle it, but they couldn’t persuade him otherwise. The Senior Brothers didn’t know what to say, and in the end, they had no choice but to report this to Su Ling and Ye Jingxian.

As the Peak Lord, Su Ling was gratified to see a disciple so fond of cultivation. However, for someone like Lin Qingyue, who had suffered two heart attacks recently, to work this hard… she didn’t quite approve.

But she knew why he was acting this way this time, so she didn’t offer any words of admonishment. Ye Jingxian was different; he brought Cheng Hui directly to Kurong Peak.

Lin Qingyue was in the middle of practicing his sword forms, so immersed that he didn’t notice their arrival. It wasn’t until he sheathed his sword that he discovered Ye Jingxian and the other.

“Eldest Senior Brother, why have you come?”

Lin Qingyue looked at him. There were fine beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, his complexion looked better, and his slightly flushed cheeks and panting breath showed just how much effort he had been putting in.

“You aren’t suited for sword practice right now. Continue after your body has recovered.”

After Ye Jingxian said this, he turned his head, placed his gaze on Cheng Hui, and called out, “Third Junior Brother,” signaling him to apologize.

From the moment Cheng Hui entered and saw Lin Qingyue practicing the sword, he had been in a momentary trance. Having not seen him for several days, he hadn’t expected Lin Qingyue to have even more imposing momentum than before.

He suddenly recalled what Lin Qingyue looked like when he first entered the sect and realized that he had changed; he was different from before.

But the trance was fleeting. He snapped back to reality, and disgust filled his brain. The more he looked at Lin Qingyue, the more dissatisfied he felt.

Especially when he thought about how he had to admit his mistake and apologize to him in a moment, his irritation reached its peak.

But he didn’t show it on his face, maintaining his mask of gentleness.

Lin Qingyue didn’t put him in his eyes at all. He simply spoke to Ye Jingxian, waiting for Cheng Hui to bow his head.

“Little Junior Brother, I am sorry.”

The words sounded devoid of emotion. How much sincerity could there be in them?

Lin Qingyue knew there wasn’t a single shred, but it didn’t matter. He didn’t care at all.

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Lin Qingyue looked at him with smiling eyes and spoke with great magnanimity, “Third Senior Brother, I have received your apology.”

Cheng Hui’s body stiffened. He was somewhat annoyed, and disregarding everything else, he simply flung his sleeves and left. Ye Jingxian frowned at this behavior and looked at Lin Qingyue.

“Eldest Senior Brother, is there anything else?” Lin Qingyue asked while wiping his sword.

Ye Jingxian: “If you are not satisfied, I will make him apologize again.”

If he didn’t know Ye Jingxian’s character reasonably well, Lin Qingyue would have thought he said that on purpose.

“Eldest Senior Brother, there’s no need. One apology is enough for me.”

“I feel like something is wrong with my sword technique. May I ask Eldest Senior Brother for guidance?”

Lin Qingyue didn’t continue on the previous topic but shifted the conversation to swordsmanship.

Lin Qingyue was practicing the sect’s foundational sword technique. He had memorized all the moves, yet he couldn’t bring out the imposing power the Elders displayed.

Ye Jingxian didn’t immediately ask where the problem was. Instead, he asked, “Will you perform the sword technique again, or shall I demonstrate it for you once?”

Surprised that he was so easy to talk to, Lin Qingyue chose to let him demonstrate. How could he let slip the chance to see the Eldest Senior Brother’s swordsmanship?

He didn’t even realize that as he faced Ye Jingxian’s proposal, his eyes were full of curiosity and starlight. Being stared at like that, Ye Jingxian drew his own sword and began to demonstrate for him.

The Wanjian Sect’s sword moves were simple and relatively rigid. Despite this, the power of the moves was immense; not a single one was just for show.

As a sword cultivation genius, Ye Jingxian’s moves had his own unique style, giving a different feeling from what Lin Qingyue had seen before. The parts he previously felt were lacking suddenly became clear.

Watching him execute the moves was a feast for the eyes. It made Lin Qingyue’s blood boil, wishing he could master it immediately and go down the mountain to gain experience, kill demonic beasts, and seek treasures.

With a closing stance, the demonstration ended.

“Good!” Lin Qingyue applauded and cheered. “Eldest Senior Brother, what does your own unique sword style look like? Can this Junior Brother see it?”

His eyes were filled with worship and a love for the sword. His eyes were exceptionally expressive. Ye Jingxian glanced at him, then looked away unnaturally.

Lin Qingyue looked at him. Seeing he didn’t move for a long time, he stared with lively black eyes, the meaning obvious: Why aren’t you moving?

Ye Jingxian shifted his gaze slightly. “Wait until your injuries are healed. Once we return to the peak, I will demonstrate it for you.”

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“But my injuries are already healed!”

Lin Qingyue didn’t get the result he wanted and felt a bit unreconciled. He just wanted to see his swordsmanship now.

“If Eldest Senior Brother doesn’t want to, it doesn’t matter. I’m not that bored, and I don’t really want to see it that much.”

Ye Jingxian: “We will return to the peak today.”

“Really?”

Lin Qingyue’s voice pitched up a notch. “Eldest Senior Brother, wait for me to pack up and bid farewell to Martial Aunt Su.”

“Qingyue, you brat. You’ve stayed at my Kurong Peak for so long, yet you want to go back just like that. Sigh!”

Su Ling pretended to sigh. “Sure enough, neither a gold nest nor a silver nest can keep a person.”

Lin Qingyue: “Martial Aunt, I haven’t seen any gold or silver. I’ll go home first, and next time you have gold and silver, I’ll come back.”

“Still so glib. It seems you are fine. Go back then. Once the pills are refined, they won’t affect your daily cultivation, nor will you easily have such major issues again.”

After checking his pulse, Su Ling waved her hand, letting them leave.

On the way back to the peak, thinking of the time he had lost, Lin Qingyue felt quite melancholy.

He sighed slightly, watching others flying on swords along the way, his eyes full of envy and longing.

“I will take you back on my sword; it will be faster that way.”

Hearing Ye Jingxian suddenly speak, Lin Qingyue withdrew his gaze to see a sword appear before him.

He looked at the other party. “Many thanks, Eldest Senior Brother.”

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Qingyue flew back to Guizang Peak on the sword with him. In his heart, his understanding of this Eldest Senior Brother became clearer.

“Third Junior Brother has been in the sect for five years. His swordsmanship is proficient.”

The person in front was dressed in moon-white robes. Lin Qingyue could only see his back and couldn’t tell his expression when he said this. His tone was calm—no questioning, no suspicion, and nothing else, as if he were simply asking, “Have you eaten?”

Looking at the embroidery on his cuffs, Lin Qingyue asked, “What about Eldest Senior Brother? How is your swordsmanship?”

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Ye Jingxian: “Passable.”

“Then I must learn from Eldest Senior Brother in the future and become a powerful sword cultivator.”

Lin Qingyue said with a smile, his words full of plans and expectations for himself.

Ye Jingxian: “After you pass the assessment at the Lecture Hall, there will be a Secret Realm for Foundation Establishment to Golden Core cultivators. Master will let you go there to gain experience.”

The topic successfully shifted. Lin Qingyue asked about the Secret Realm. This was the first time the protagonist entered a Secret Realm in the story; it was written in detail, including what opportunities lay inside.

Lin Qingyue didn’t believe in fate. This time, he was definitely going to try and see if those opportunities were truly impossible for him to obtain.

If he became stronger than the protagonist—and not just by a little bit—he wouldn’t be called a villain; he’d be called a top talent of the righteous path.

The cultivation world here was a world where humans, demons, and beasts gathered. The Demon Race consisted of ferocious beings devoid of humanity.

They were naturally opposed. Being in a major sect like the Wanjian Sect, Lin Qingyue would naturally have to deal with the Demon Race.

To live a long life, only by being strong enough—powerful enough—could he survive for a long time. Not only that, but when the time came, the protagonist and his suitors would have to roll far away when they saw him.

Upon returning to Guizang Peak, he learned that Cheng Hui’s confinement time was three months. Lin Qingyue listened but didn’t say anything.

He resumed his days of going up and down the peak to study. The only people he was familiar with on Guizang Peak were Ye Jingxian and Wen Hongyu; these two truly took care of him as a Little Junior Brother.

When Yu Qianqian finally saw Lin Qingyue again, she sighed. Not for anything else, but simply because she hadn’t realized Lin Qingyue was this fragile before.

It had only been a short while, yet he had already been injured twice. She even started to feel that getting close to Yun Jinzhou was what made one so unlucky.

Worthy of being the cannon fodder villainess who appears later—look at that, hitting the nail on the head. What could Lin Qingyue say? He could only lament in his heart.

Friend, you found the truth.

“Sure enough, he’s a jinx. Whoever gets close to him gets unlucky.”

Yu Qianqian felt indignant, and her words were full of disgust.

Lin Qingyue was stunned. He hadn’t been here long; how did she come to hate Yun Jinzhou and his crew even more?

“What did he do to make you this angry?”

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Speaking of this, Yu Qianqian had some major gossip to share. She scanned the surroundings, then whispered to Lin Qingyue.

“You don’t know yet, right!”

“What?” Lin Qingyue was puzzled, his eyes full of curiosity for the drama.

Yu Qianqian huffed coldly before whispering, “Before Yun Jinzhou entered the Wanjian Sect, something happened to the Yun family. It is said they encountered a demon cultivator with profound cultivation, resulting in the death of both his parents. His only brother also lost his life. Only he, because he made a scene about wanting to join the Wanjian Sect and ran out of the house, escaped the disaster.”

Both parents dead, no family to rely on. Lin Qingyue was certain now: Yun Jinzhou getting close to him was to use him as a foil to highlight himself.

How could a protagonist not have a tragic background? The original novel wrote that Yun Jinzhou’s parents died, and his suitors’ hearts ached for him. He was so miserable yet so strong; they simply loved him too much.

Seeing that Lin Qingyue wasn’t surprised but was instead staring blankly, Yu Qianqian remembered that he was also an orphan. Feeling a sudden pang of guilt, she hurriedly continued.

“Others don’t know, but I heard a secret. The reason the Yun family was brutally murdered by the demon cultivator involves Yun Jinzhou. He was the one who attracted the calamity. After entering our Wanjian Sect, he got close to you, and you got injured twice. It’s better to stay far away from such a jinx who harms people.”

Lin Qingyue looked at Yu Qianqian, who seemed to have more to say. Did she know that these words really sounded like something a cannon fodder villain would say, the kind who gets slapped in the face hard by the protagonist later?

“Do you have a reliable source, or more accurate news?”

Seeing he didn’t believe her, Yu Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then leaned into his ear. “I’m telling you, don’t tell anyone.”

Her voice became even quieter, muttering into his ear for a while. Hearing news he didn’t know, Lin Qingyue was genuinely shocked this time.

Then he reacted. “How do you know this?”

Yu Qianqian lifted her head proudly. “Who am I?”

Lin Qingyue: “I’m being serious.”

Yu Qianqian: “I’m being serious too!”

“I understand,” Lin Qingyue said.

For Yu Qianqian to know such secret news, the source could only be her father, the Lord of Duanyue Peak.

When the incident with Yun Jinzhou’s family happened, the Lord of Duanyue Peak was among those who went.

“So tell me, does what I said make sense? Shouldn’t we stay away from him?”

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Yu Qianqian looked at Lin Qingyue, asking for his opinion. He nodded and said, “We indeed need to stay away. However, you can only say this to me. You cannot tell others, or it will create many misunderstandings.”

Yu Qianqian frowned. “Why can’t I say it? I, Yu Qianqian, never lie. It’s not like I’m framing him. At worst, they can just fight me.”

Seeing her like this, Lin Qingyue asked, “Can you beat someone in the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stage?”

“I can’t.” She still had some self-awareness.

Lin Qingyue rolled his eyes and spoke helplessly, “You can’t even beat them, yet you’re shouting about fighting. It’s more like them beating you.”

“Now is now, later is later. Just because I can’t beat them now doesn’t mean I won’t be able to later.”

“My meaning is, when our strength isn’t enough, let’s keep a low profile first. Beating people doesn’t necessarily have to be done openly.”

“Hmph, if I can’t win, there’s still my father. My father can always win.”

Lin Qingyue: “…”

There was no flaw in that logic. She said it so righteously that he couldn’t refute it.

“But you are my friend, my Senior Brother. I trust your words. I won’t say it in the future; I’ll only tell you.”

Yu Qianqian spoke, and Lin Qingyue laughed. “Then I thank you for your trust.”

“Since I’ve told you everything, can you tell me how you got injured this time?”

Lin Qingyue thought she had given up on this curiosity. He hadn’t expected that not only had she not given up, but she had also held it in for so long, talking about all this while remembering to ask.

“Didn’t I say it already? My heart ailment flared up while practicing the sword, and I got hurt.”

“I don’t believe it.”

Yu Qianqian stared at him unblinkingly, determined to get an answer.

It wasn’t that Lin Qingyue wanted to help Cheng Hui; he was afraid that if Yu Qianqian heard the sequence of events, her next step would be to run off and target Yun Jinzhou.

Compared to her, he was truly incompetent as a villain.

What is it like when your friend acts more like a villain than you do? Lin Qingyue didn’t want her targeting Yun Jinzhou because of him.

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After all, Yun Jinzhou had guardians around him now, and there would only be more in the future. Yu Qianqian, who didn’t know the script, was even squishier than him.

“Do you know what it looks like to truly defeat a person?” Lin Qingyue changed the subject.

“What does it look like?”

“Naturally, it’s standing in a position higher than them, having strength greater than them, and stretching the gap between you to infinity. That is what makes the other person feel the most terrible inside.”

“So,” Lin Qingyue’s expression was solemn and serious, “Yu Qianqian, the most important thing for you right now is cultivation. It’s making your sword technique better than others so that they can’t catch up even if they try, and easily beating them to the ground.”

“Do you need to work harder? Should you be cultivating while others are resting?”

“Y-yeah, seems like it, I guess…”

She wasn’t sure anymore, looking at Lin Qingyue in confusion. “What you said makes sense.”