Chapter 42 The Scheming Disciple and the Charming Master 42

Chapter 42: The Scheming Disciple and His Beautiful Master 42

"How dare he? Is that any way to talk to his master?"

"Immortal Venerable, please don't make things difficult for us. We're just servants who look after the Demon Lord."

"Fine, fine. I'll just wait for him, then."

Although he was in the demon realm, oddly enough, there wasn't a trace of demonic energy in this room. Qin Du must have arranged it on purpose.

If cultivators were exposed to demonic energy for long, even a Nascent Soul stage powerhouse would have their pure spiritual energy corrupted.

He really didn't know whether to commend Qin Du for being considerate or accuse him of scheming.

Meanwhile, after taking care of demon realm business, Qin Du was about to return to visit Lin Huaiqing when Xiao Sha stopped him.

"Master, the cultivation world is about to fall to us. And you're telling me we just stop?"

"Do you think the cultivation world is full of useless idiots? Xuantian Sect hasn't even made its move yet, and he still hasn't shown up..." Qin Du seemed to hesitate, trailing off.

"Master is referring to Mu Yunting?"

Both of them had been reborn into this life, so of course they knew how terrifying Mu Yunting was.

Every time they were within reach of victory, Mu Yunting would show up just in time to turn the tide and send the demon army retreating in defeat.

This suffocating pressure from their past life made Qin Du decide to quit while he was ahead.

"Sure, we've won for now, but a lot of our soldiers are hurt. Let them rest up for a bit."

Xiao Sha mulled it over and figured Qin Du had a point.

But the real reason was definitely Lin Huaiqing. He was sure of it.

"Well then, the night is short, so I won't disturb you, Master. I'll be off!"

"Wait!"

"Does Master have other matters?"

Qin Du was a little embarrassed to bring it up. He sent everyone else away, leaving only Xiao Sha.

"What do you think is going through his head? I've been so obvious, but he... he just doesn't get it!"

"Are you saying Immortal Lord Lin isn't returning your feelings?"

"I don't think he's rejecting me—it's more like he hasn't even caught on!" Qin Du's face turned as dark as iron.

He loved and hated Lin Huaiqing, but in the end, love won out.

But Lin Huaiqing was like a block of wood—a blind one at that—who couldn't see his true feelings.

"Have you actually confessed your feelings to Immortal Lord Lin?"

"Of course not, but I've made it plenty obvious! Besides... he hasn't even apologized for hiring someone to kill me! If I confessed now, wouldn't that be letting him off the hook too easily?"

"Tsk... that's true."

Xiao Sha stroked his chin, playing the part of a backseat strategist. Even though he had zero romantic experience himself.

It was just one guy saying whatever and the other listening. No finesse, just feelings.

"In that case... maybe Master could..."

Demon Palace · Qingming Hall

The night turned chilly, and in the demon realm, the winds were especially biting.

With no spiritual energy to shield him, Lin Huaiqing shivered as he got up to shut the window.

"Why is it so cold here in the demon realm too..."

With a creak, the door opened. Footsteps drew near, unhurried, stopping right behind Lin Huaiqing.

"Qin..." Lin Huaiqing started, but something soft pressed against his lips, silencing him fiercely and stealing his breath in a wild, violent kiss.

This was the demon realm—no one would dare pull something like this except Qin Du.

Lin Huaiqing tried to shove the intruder away, but his waist was locked in a firm grip, and he couldn't budge an inch.

Lin Huaiqing had never been handled so roughly. This drawn-out kiss felt like both punishment and longing.

Only when Lin Huaiqing felt he was about to pass out from lack of air did the other finally let him go, reluctantly.

Lin Huaiqing gasped for fresh air in Qin Du's arms, like a fish back in water.

"Qin Du! Have you lost your mind?! Do you even know what you're doing?"

Even though it was just a kiss, it stirred up a flood of scandalous memories.

"Master, you owe me this! I'm willing to let the past be the past. Just agree to..."

Before Qin Du could finish, Lin Huaiqing clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Stop! I had no idea Western Law Elder was going to ambush you. He did that on his own. If you don't believe me, ask the other three elders."

"Is Master being serious?" Qin Du's eyes lit up as he stared at Lin Huaiqing, thrilled.

Like a puppy whose snout was being squeezed by its owner.

"Of course! So I've never owed you anything, not from the start, not ever. If you still think I favor Mu Yunting, then I've got nothing left to say!"

Qin Du pulled him even tighter. His eyes were red as he poured out his hurt.

"I thought you hated me for falling into demonic ways, feared I'd disgrace the sect by staying alive, so you sent Western Law Elder to kill me."

"You took Western Law Elder's word over trusting your own master's character?" Lin Huaiqing raised an eyebrow and demanded.

"Of course not, but Western Law Elder had traces of your spiritual energy on him."

If they hadn't been close, he wouldn't have picked it up. Besides, his head was a mess back then—when he caught your scent on Western Law Elder, he just instinctively believed him.

"That was me privately begging the Disciplinary Law Elders to go easy on you and spare your life. And you actually thought I wanted you dead?"

He really wondered what was going on in that villain's head.

All it took was one little misunderstanding for him to hold such a grudge.

His hatred came too cheaply.

Upon learning the truth, Qin Du no longer dared to act recklessly. He quickly set Lin Huaiqing down on the bed, knelt on both knees, and begged his master for forgiveness.

"Your disciple was deceived by villains and misunderstood your intentions, Master. Please punish this disciple."

Lin Huaiqing hadn't felt cold while in Qin Du's arms, but now he was chilly again.

He had no time to waste in this ice cellar!

"There's no need for punishment. I have only one request! Let me go back. From now on, whatever you do, I won't interfere."

"..."

Qin Du lowered his eyes in dejection, realizing his master still hadn't forgiven him.

"What's wrong? Speak up! Whether I interfere or not, you're unhappy. What exactly do you want?"

Lin Huaiqing's anger surged.

He'd been like this since he was a child.

Whenever he spent time in a cold place, he would become irritable, and he'd only become agreeable again once he warmed up.

He himself wasn't aware of this, but his family and friends were all well aware of it.

Although Qin Du had been by his side for years, Lin Huaiqing's spiritual energy protected him from the cold, so Qin Du had never noticed this.

At this moment, Qin Du genuinely believed Lin Huaiqing was still angry with him, angrier than he'd ever seen him.

Even the confession he'd prepared died on his lips. He didn't dare stay and risk angering his master further.

Like a scolded dog, he tucked his tail between his legs and quietly slipped out of the room.

After Qin Du left, Lin Huaiqing grew even angrier.

That defiant disciple not only refused to repent but even tried to freeze him to death!

"Master, how did it go? Did it succeed?"

"That was a terrible plan! I didn't even get to confess my feelings before getting kicked out!"

"How is that possible? Immortal Lord Lin seems so gentle on the surface—how could he be so difficult to win over?"

"..."

"In that case, I'll have to resort to a drastic measure for you! This time, it's do or die!"