All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 484 - 288: Little Junior Sister, I Want to Confess to Our Master_2

Chapter 484: Chapter 288: Little Junior Sister, I Want to Confess to Our Master_2
Mo Li was somewhat puzzled. By this time, that foolish woman usually would have started arguing with her already. What was different today? Could it be that there was something wrong with her body?
As she pondered, Xiao Ruoching’s words suddenly exploded in her mind like a clap of thunder:
"Junior Sister, I can’t bear it any longer."
"In my previous life, I endured until the very end. Now that I’ve been reborn, I don’t want to leave any regrets..."
"I, I want to confess to him."
Her final words were decisive, yet they trembled. Perhaps it was due to intense emotion, or maybe shyness?
Mo Li was stunned. Her silver pupils shifted. She turned around, sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, and said softly,
"Do you realize what you’re saying?"
Xiao Ruoching finally voiced the thoughts in her heart, and it felt as if a great weight had suddenly been lifted from her.
With a smile playing on her lips, she looked at the bare stone wall and spoke as if to herself,
"At the Buckle Immortal Gate, I will ascend to the Hidden Dragon List. During the great competition of the Twenty-One Provinces, I will use the title of champion to tell him in front of the entire world."
"I don’t want to be his disciple; I want to be his woman!!"
"I have waited too long, far too long for this day. How could what I’ve yearned for span merely hundreds of years?"
...
Mo Li’s hands trembled slightly—or rather, her whole body was shaking—but she eventually calmed her emotions.
Her expression was serene, her eyes holding just the right amount of doubt, yet the fingers gripping the hem of her dress dug in deeply, betraying her turmoil.
She knew Xiao Ruoching’s stubborn character very well. While this trait could be considered exceptionally beneficial for cultivation, when it came to other matters...
"Have you thought about the possibility of failure?"
"He’s probably busy cooing sweet nothings with that woman, Nan Ji, right now."
"To put it another way, even if that Nan Ji woman left, would it be your turn? I just saw Dan Wulan leave; she probably went to find him."
...
Xiao Ruoching’s gaze was gentle. The two of them leaned against the same wall, facing different directions, their voices calm as they exchanged words only they could hear.
"I have thought of all that."
Mo Li suddenly stood up. Then, a rare look of helplessness crossed her face, and she sank back down into the corner.
"Haven’t you considered the consequences?"
Xiao Ruoching opened her eyes, smiling as she said,
"When you climbed into his bed in the middle of the night, didn’t you also not consider the consequences?"
"If one has to be so cautious and fearful in matters of love, should I just stand by and watch as the number of women by his side grows?"
...
Mo Li’s words caught in her throat, effectively silenced by the mention of climbing into bed. Her eyes flickered with an indescribable light.
It had to be said, on certain matters, the two of them held the same view.
"I’m different from you."
"You intend to challenge the moral and ethical bottom line of everyone in the Twenty-One Provinces."
"Such actions are already considered greatly irreverent, especially at such a critical juncture."
After a pause, Mo Li spoke again,
"Besides, are you so sure you can win the title of Champion of the Twenty-One Provinces?"
If it were just her and Xiao Ruoching who were reincarnators, perhaps this matter would be simple. However, she now had no idea how many people were involved in this so-called reincarnation. Was it centered around him? Or did it occur naturally?
"And besides, can he accept it?"
"If he accepts, how will the whole world view him?"
"If he refuses, your Dao Heart will surely be damaged. No matter how you look at it, this is an endeavor doomed to utter failure..."
Xiao Ruoching’s eyes flashed, as if a thought had struck her. With a hint of regret, she said,
"Do you think I haven’t bared my heart to him before?"
"Only this way will he seriously consider it..."
Mo Li idly watched an ant in the corner. She extended a finger and drew a circle around it, watching the ant scurry chaotically within the circle like a headless fly.
"A palace coup?"
"A palace coup."
The atmosphere grew subtle. Silence reigned! Even the wind was still!
After a long while—
"You know I still want to kill him. It’s only because of you that I’ve temporarily given up on that thought."
"So..."
Mo Li took a deep breath and turned around. Though she couldn’t see Xiao Ruoching, she still faced that wall. Her gaze slowly hardened, and she scoffed coldly,
"This time, at the Buckle Immortal Gate selection, I will do everything in my power to stop you."
"If you fail to become the Champion, you will naturally abandon this utterly mistaken idea!"
"Last time, I barely lost to you by half a move. This time, it won’t happen."
...
This was probably the only way to make her abandon this notion.
Aside from being fellow disciples of the same sect, their relationship was more like two lonely wolves that had strayed into a desolate, snow-covered mountain. They had to huddle together for warmth, yet they were also forced to confront and be wary of each other.
The airship sped across the vast sky. The fierce wind howled through the iron-barred windows, causing the ornate hairpin on Xiao Ruoching’s head to sway with the gusts.
She gently turned her head, looking at that same wall. But in that instant, in their eyes, the wall between them seemed to vanish. Only their interweaving gazes remained, along with the whistling fierce wind outside the window.
Xiao Ruoching’s eyelashes fluttered a few times. Then, with a slight, knowing smile, she said,
"Then try with all your might to stop me."
"Junior Sister..."
Then, as if remembering something, she raised her eyebrows high and said, half-jokingly,
"You’ll have to get past Mo Fan first..."
Mo Li’s lips curled slightly. She turned away and said indifferently,
"Merely a clown."
After a pause, she lowered her head and said softly,
"If you truly become the Champion."
"I’ll help you."
Xiao Ruoching was taken aback, then her mouth curved into a sweet smile.
"Thank you."
In that moment, it was as if a solitary spring breeze had encountered the warm sun of early summer. The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
...
In a room nearby, a man with a resolute expression suddenly sneezed hard. He rubbed his nose vigorously and muttered,
"What’s going on? Is someone talking about me?"
...
Then he stood up, stretched lazily, a leisurely and content smile on his face. Hands clasped behind his back, he looked out the window.
"I’m just a little bit away from inscribing the second sacred mark."
"I expect that in no more than three days, I will definitely be able to advance to the Mid Stage Golden Elixir."
Senior Sister Mo Li? I really want to see what kind of expression your proud self will have when you lower your head...
Then he clenched the hem of his robes tightly, his eyes burning with a fiery fervor.
"This Buckle Immortal Gate selection will be the day I, Mo Fan, make my name renowned throughout the world!"
"Everything all of you possess, I, Mo Fan, will have too!!"
"And what you don’t have, I, Mo Fan, will also have!"
...
「Tao City, Inn.」
Perhaps due to having long held a high position, Su Bei had cultivated an air of elegance. Even simple actions like using his sleeves to pick up food, chewing, and swallowing possessed a certain subtle mystery, calm and understated, fully displaying the demeanor of a great master.
However, the other two people and the dog had absolutely no table manners, stuffing food into their mouths with abandon. It was a miracle they didn’t choke.
Everyone in the main hall looked at this strange table with curiosity.
An Immortal with beggars?
Ji Nanjue watched Li Zijun take a slice of meat from her own bowl and place it into Su Bei’s. Although Ji Nanjue wanted him to dote on her, she felt she couldn’t be outdone by this little girl at this moment.
Picking up her chopsticks, she promptly stuffed food into Su Bei’s mouth.
"Eat!"
"Master, eat!"
"Eat it!"
"Master, eat!"
"Eat this for me!"
"Master..."
Both women had a soft light in their eyes as they stuffed Su Bei’s mouth until it bulged like a ball.
"Don’t... feed me anymore..."
A little boy, sitting in a woman’s lap, pointed curiously at Su Bei and said in a clear, childlike voice,
"Mommy, why does that uncle have two wives?"
"They’re both as beautiful as Immortals. Mommy, why are you so ugly?"
His mom: "???"
BANG!
A man clenched the cup in his hand so hard it shattered. He looked enviously at Su Bei, feeling that today’s meal tasted particularly sour.
"I’m not eating anymore!"
Su Bei pushed away the two women who were getting carried away, then looked at Old Hua and asked,
"Sir, what brings you to Tao City? Are you here to admire the flowers?"
Old Hua shook his head, glanced at Su Bei, and said casually,
"Watering."