Transmigrated as the Destined Villain, My Senior Brothers Are Chasing After My Love Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Why Follow Along

Su Ling spent some effort to stabilize Lin Qingyue’s Divine Soul, but she was stumped by the heart ailment.

An unstable Divine Soul could be nourished, but this heart ailment felt strange even to her. Clearly, his body was healthy, yet his heart was in pain. She couldn’t find where the problem lay, nor could she prescribe the right medicine.

“It must be that something caused his Divine Soul to be unstable, which then triggered the heart ailment.” She sighed, having no choice but to say, “I haven’t found a solution for now.”

Ye Zhanxiu: “I will go find the Heavenly Medical Valley.”

Su Ling looked at him with cold eyes. “Ye Zhanxiu, if you don’t trust me, why did you call me here? You should have gone to the Heavenly Medical Valley from the start.”

Ye Zhanxiu: “I don’t mean to distrust Junior Sister Su, it’s just that there are many medical cultivators in the Heavenly Medical Valley.”

Before he could finish, Wen Hongyu interjected to smooth things over. “Shizun is just too worried about Little Junior Brother and wasn’t thinking straight for a moment. Martial Uncle Su once studied under the Valley Master of the Heavenly Medical Valley; in the cultivation world, no one can compare to you. We trust Martial Uncle.”

Ye Jingxian: “Please do not take offense, Martial Uncle Su. We believe only you can cure him.”

Su Ling’s face was normal toward the others, but as soon as she saw Ye Zhanxiu, her face turned cold. “Having these few disciples, you really got off cheap.”

Ye Zhanxiu looked confused. How did he provoke Junior Sister Su again? He had a headache. “I naturally trust Junior Sister Su, otherwise I wouldn’t have sought Junior Sister Su first thing.”

Su Ling sneered upon hearing this. Don’t think I don’t know. When his new little disciple entered the Sword Tomb and came out, the one he looked for was Junior Brother Bai.

Su Ling huffed, not wanting to look at him.

Dislike for Ye Zhanxiu aside, she was very serious regarding Lin Qingyue.

“This child looks quite likable, just that his luck is a bit poor.”

She stabilized his soul, then took out her own Purple Clear Soul Jade. “Consider this a apprenticeship gift from me to this Martial Nephew.”

“If you encounter any good items for nourishing the Divine Soul in the future, give them to him. His Divine Soul needs nursing; there is no way to heal it instantly.”

Su Ling spoke, paused regarding his heart issue, and then said, “He has a heart ailment. Try not to stimulate him. Allow me to ask around later and find the cause before treating it.”

“Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’m going back first.”

It was at this moment that Lin Qingyue woke up. He only saw a peerlessly beautiful fairy in front of his window. He was a bit dazed and subconsciously reached out his hand.

Sensing him wake up, Su Ling turned back. Meeting his eyes and seeing the awe within them—eyes so pure—it was just like when a certain someone saw her back then.

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Su Ling was in a fairly good mood and spoke much more gently. “Is your chest still uncomfortable?”

A bit of warmth entered Lin Qingyue’s eyes. Knowing she was the one who stopped the pain in his chest, he remembered his days in the hospital.

“Many thanks, Martial Uncle. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

This thanks was sincere. Su Ling could feel it. “It’s good that it doesn’t hurt. Regarding your chest pain, I have no method for now. If it hurts again in the future, come find me.”

Lin Qingyue nodded slightly. “Mn.”

Sensing his resistance to the gazes of the others, Su Ling turned her head cold and said to them, “The child needs quiet rest. You don’t need a crowd guarding here.”

After she spoke, the others obediently left, leaving only Ye Zhanxiu and Ye Jingxian, who hesitated before staying.

Ye Zhanxiu didn’t know what to say. He looked at Su Ling, but was ignored.

“Little Yue, ah, this time it was Master who wasn’t paying attention.”

Lin Qingyue smiled. “This has nothing to do with Shizun.”

He didn’t mean to blame anyone. The heart pain truly had nothing to do with anyone.

He just hadn’t expected that even after transmigrating to the cultivation world, his heart disease had followed him over.

He clearly remembered that the Lin Qingyue in the book didn’t have heart disease; how come he had it?

In this instant, Lin Qingyue thought of many things. “Shizun, have I been poisoned, or is it some curse?”

Otherwise, why would he have heart disease for no reason? It wasn’t scientific at all.

Ye Zhanxiu saw that he didn’t know he had a heart ailment either. “It’s not poison, nor a curse. It’s just a small condition with your body.”

“Disciple understands.” Lin Qingyue looked at his chest, his pale fingers subconsciously gripping the bed.

Ye Zhanxiu paused. “Master will let your Eldest Senior Brother take care of you first.”

After saying this, he patted Ye Jingxian on the shoulder and followed Su Ling out of the room first.

After they left, Ye Jingxian fixed his gaze on Lin Qingyue, just watching him.

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“I’m sorry.”

Lin Qingyue tilted his head slightly. “What?”

Ye Jingxian remained silent for a while, then explained, “In the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets, I did not fulfill Shizun’s entrustment.”

Lin Qingyue, who was originally irritable, was startled. Was it appropriate for Ye Jingxian to say this?

How did this resemble the legendary Wanjian Sect Eldest Disciple, the selfless and cold-hearted iron face of the Discipline Hall?

He hasn’t been possessed, right? Lin Qingyue hadn’t reacted yet, looking at him repeatedly, hesitating to speak.

“Eldest Senior Brother thinks I became like this because you didn’t take good care of me?”

Asking this, even Lin Qingyue felt it was absurd. Ye Jingxian didn’t speak; he fell completely silent.

Silence was the bridge of tonight. Lin Qingyue didn’t know what to say. He looked at Ye Jingxian with some annoyance. He wanted to say something, but the discomfort in his heart returned, so he simply lay down to rot.

Ye Jingxian: “Regarding your heart ailment, I will think of a way later.”

Lin Qingyue felt baffled and spoke unhappily, “It has nothing to do with you. What way will you think of?”

Ye Jingxian looked at him indifferently. “You had the incident while with me.”

Lin Qingyue: “…”

“I said it has nothing to do with you.” He frowned.

Lin Qingyue was a bit speechless. This person was like he couldn’t understand human language. He said it had nothing to do with him, yet he insisted on claiming it was his problem.

“Eldest Senior Brother, when did you become so…”

Halfway through, Lin Qingyue stopped. He didn’t speak further, turning his head away to avoid looking at him.

The youth’s overly pale complexion, with the corners of his eyes slightly reddened from the pain caused by the heart ailment, formed a sharp contrast with his small, pale face. He lacked his usual cunning and vitality.

Ye Jingxian looked at him for a long time, still not understanding why he thought that way.

He simply stated his own view, “You are my Junior Brother.”

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Lin Qingyue was in a bad mood and said indifferently, “Then Eldest Senior Brother truly cherishes his Junior Brothers and Sisters, doing his utmost.”

Perhaps because his heart disease had followed him here causing him to overthink, or something else.

He was very irritable right now. While not wanting to talk, he couldn’t help but want to retort against Ye Jingxian.

Realizing his rudeness, he decided to shut up and calm down.

His brow remained furrowed in depression. Ye Jingxian sat down directly, guarding him just like that.

Lin Qingyue sensed his movement, and his thoughts began to drift far away.

A pristine, luxurious room with a chemical smell. Outside was nothing but withered branches and desolation. Cold and quiet, and endless pain.

The white figures shuttling back and forth were constant. His clear yet painful days were hard to endure, yet passed quickly.

“A-Yue, you must live on well in the future. Trust me, one day you will definitely be able to walk out of here and see the outside world. The flowers are very fragrant, and even the sky has its own scent…”

Lin Qingyue was about to fall asleep when these words rang in his ears in a trance. He turned his head abruptly. Ye Jingxian maintained his original posture, sitting upright, a trace of fluctuation in his eyes as he looked at him.

“You are in pain.”

Lin Qingyue snapped back to reality. Pain?

He didn’t know either.

As this thought drifted by, a trace of pain suddenly flashed through his heart, then vanished.

“Can I still enter the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets?” Lin Qingyue asked suddenly.

Ye Jingxian: “No.”

Lin Qingyue: “Why?”

Ye Jingxian: “Your current condition is not suitable for entering, and you have already obtained a sword technique.”

Lin Qingyue understood his meaning. “You mean as long as one obtains a sword technique, they can’t go in again?”

Ye Jingxian was puzzled: “Why do you still want to go in?”

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Lin Qingyue paused and didn’t speak.

He frowned, somewhat unhappy. After thinking, he found an excuse for himself. “The sword technique I obtained is incomplete.”

Ye Jingxian: “The sword techniques of Guizang Peak are just like that. Whatever you get from inside is what it is. Even if you go in again, you won’t get the complete technique.”

“Wouldn’t I get the whole technique if I find the Senior? Senior Xuan Cang never said he wouldn’t teach me if I went back in.”

Ye Jingxian looked at him in confusion. “You don’t know?”

Lin Qingyue: “Know what?”

Ye Jingxian fell silent.

Under Lin Qingyue’s puzzled gaze, he explained, “After the sword techniques in the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets find a successor, the remnant soul of the sword technique will vanish. Their obsession is resolved, so they will no longer exist.”

“What do you mean!”

Lin Qingyue shot up from the bed, looking at Ye Jingxian in disbelief. “You’re saying the Senior who taught me the sword technique is no longer here.”

Ye Jingxian frowned: “Did Senior Xuan Cang not tell you?”

Seeing Lin Qingyue’s appearance, he knew the other party indeed hadn’t said anything. Ye Jingxian said, “The Senior liked you very much.”

That phrase again. Lin Qingyue propped himself up on the edge of the bed with both hands, his fingers exerting slight force, looking straight at him. “Shizun said before not to forget the difference between here and inside. He was afraid those Seniors would keep people inside due to their obsessions, right?”

After Lin Qingyue finished speaking, he was instantly somewhat dazed and slowly lowered his head. “You mentioned them before.”

Before he could finish, he understood something. He lay back down, turning over to face away from Ye Jingxian.

Back turned, Lin Qingyue closed his eyes. His long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the breath from his nose was rapid and weak. For the first time, he somewhat hated this world.

Not knowing what he thought of, he turned over again, his eyes holding a trace of water as he looked at Ye Jingxian: “Is there a method to resurrect the dead in this world?”

Ye Jingxian didn’t know how the topic shifted to resurrection again, but he still answered his question.

“There is no such art in the cultivation world. Those are merely the delusions of evil cultivators.”

Ye Jingxian was tense, his thin lips parting slightly, ruthlessly interrupting his fantasy.

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Lin Qingyue turned back over. This time, he really wanted to sleep quietly for a while.

After he fell asleep, Ye Jingxian, dressed in moon-white robes, sat upright only two feet away from him, closing his eyes to rest as well.

He sat like that for the greater part of an hour. Rustling sounds came from outside the room.

His raven-feather eyelashes opened abruptly. Ye Jingxian got up and walked out, only to see Cheng Hui followed by a noisy group of people.

“What are you doing?”

“Eldest Senior Brother.” Seeing him, Cheng Hui stepped forward and explained, “These Junior Brothers came to see Junior Brother Lin.”

“The sun has already set behind the mountains; it is very late. Junior Brothers and Sisters should go back first.”

The refusal was obvious. Everyone looked at his cold appearance and dared not say anything. Cheng Hui wanted to speak, but shut his mouth after receiving a look from him.

Only after they left did Ye Jingxian return.

When Lin Qingyue woke up, he saw Ye Jingxian standing in front of his bed holding a bowl of black stuff, staring at him like a door god.

The air was full of the smell of herbal medicine. Lin Qingyue frowned subconsciously, the resistance on his face obvious.

Before he could refuse, Ye Jingxian put the medicine in his hand. “Drink the medicine if you don’t want to die.”

Lin Qingyue was stunned. “What do you mean?”

Ye Jingxian didn’t speak. After saying that sentence and handing him the medicine, he sat back down and stared. Lin Qingyue was waiting for an answer, but the other party stopped talking again. He felt a breath stuck in his chest, neither going up nor down.

Don’t get angry, don’t get angry. If I get sick from anger, no one will suffer for me.

“Guizang Peak is such a big peak, and I am a direct disciple. The sect wouldn’t just watch me die, right?”

Lin Qingyue looked at the pitch-black medicine and looked up to ask him. Ye Jingxian didn’t speak. He endured the smell and downed it in one go.

The medicine was so bitter that Lin Qingyue’s face twisted. His pale face finally gained some rosiness. He patted himself a couple of times, then remembered something and stopped. “It’s okay.”

Not very bitter… my ass.

Enduring for three seconds, Lin Qingyue lay on the edge of the bed dry heaving, looking at him with squinted eyes. “You didn’t put Coptis chinensis (Huanglian) in my medicine, did you?”

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“Huanglian costs money.”

Lin Qingyue: “…”

“Then what did you put in it?”

Ye Jingxian looked at the empty bowl, thought of the things used when brewing the medicine, glanced at his slightly delicate Junior Brother, and pursed his lips. “It’s better if you don’t know.”

“If you won’t say, then don’t.”

Lin Qingyue lay back weakly. After drinking the medicine, he did feel a bit more comfortable and warm. He turned his back again.

“For the next few days, stay on the peak to recover. I will watch over you.”

Lin Qingyue got anxious: “What do you mean? You’re going to lock me up?”

Ye Jingxian: “Just letting you recover.”

“What does my recovery have to do with me going to class?”

Using someone to watch me, what is this about?

Lin Qingyue didn’t feel there was any connection. “I don’t need anyone watching me.”

Lin Qingyue was very resistant to having someone watch him; it was like a cage. His good-looking brows furrowed, somewhat unhappy, and he couldn’t help glaring at Ye Jingxian.

“I am an adult. I don’t need anyone to take care of me.”

Ye Jingxian looked at his body, which was even frailer than the average disciple. If not for that handsome face and the eyes that still held some luster, he could be called pitiful.

What Lin Qingyue saw in his eyes was: Just you? What kind of adult are you?

He gritted his teeth looking at his own state. He was indeed a bit of a weak chicken, which caused some heartache.

In the future, he would definitely practice the sword every day. If he didn’t train a body of perfect muscle, he would go beat up Yun Jinzhou and the people of Sword Dao Peak.

Thinking of this, his mood improved a lot.

In the days that followed, no matter what Lin Qingyue did, Ye Jingxian guarded him by his side. Everything he did required permission.

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In his heart, the filter on this cold Eldest Senior Brother of the Wanjian Sect shattered.