Chapter 9: The bond between master and disciple, it doesn’t seem like much either!
The scene is still in True Lord Yuehua’s room.
His Master and Junior Sister Shen Ke’er were whispering something. Seeing him approach, Shen Ke’er, looking a little unnatural, handed him a pill.
“Senior Brother, you just formed your Golden Core. This is a pill Master prepared for you to stabilize your realm.”
True Lord Yuehua echoed faintly, “Take the pill now, your Junior Sister and I will protect you.”
The ‘original host’ Lin Mo didn’t suspect anything, took the pill, and swallowed it directly.
After circulating his energy for a moment, he felt his head spin and his vision darken. In no time, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
When he woke up, the ‘original host’ Lin Mo felt no strength in his body, and his head was still groggy.
He noticed that he was now bound by iron chains to a stone pillar in a secret room.
His Master, Yuehua, holding a short sword, stared at him with only indifference in her eyes.
The short sword was bone-chillingly cold, traversing his skin wantonly, as if choosing the best place to start.
“Master, what are you doing?” the ‘original host’ Lin Mo asked in terror, not understanding what his Master was doing.
Yuehua’s indifferent eyes stared at him. In the candlelight, her eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness, as if looking at a dead person.
“Mo’er, your nature is cold and thin. I can forgive your usual inconsiderate treatment of your junior brothers and sisters, and your violent temper. However, you actually colluded with Demonic Cultivators in secret, making one mistake after another. I cannot forgive you.”
The ‘original host’ Lin Mo was completely baffled, not knowing what his Master was talking about?
When did he abuse his junior brothers and sisters?
When did he collude with demonic sects?
Yuehua placed the short sword against his Dantian and sighed, “Making such a big mistake is indeed my failure as a Master to teach you well. But you have already fallen into demonic ways. For the sake of all living beings, for the reputation of the Azure Profound Sect, you must die.”
“However, as you know, your little junior brother Ye Kai has been suffering from Gu Poison since he was young, and his meridians have long been blocked, making it impossible for him to cultivate. Now, I will take your Golden Core and bone marrow to replace your junior brother’s. Then, I will use your Vital Blood to heal him. He will surely achieve great things in the future, act heroically for you, and redeem his sins.”
The ‘original host’ Lin Mo was in disbelief. His Master was going to do this to him?
Fake!
This must be fake!
However, Yuehua had already thrust the short sword into Lin Mo’s Dantian.
The pain made him realize that this was not an illusion.
He pleaded desperately, “No, Master, you can’t do this to me.”
He struggled, roared, and begged Yuehua to spare him.
But Yuehua had already made up her mind and would not stop.
The tragic screams echoed throughout the secret room. True Lord Yuehua remained deafeningly indifferent, her movements faster.
The feeling of the short sword cutting through flesh caused the ‘original host’ Lin Mo so much pain that he could no longer even cry out.
He watched as his Golden Core was dug out, his bone marrow and Vital Blood extracted, until he could no longer open his eyes, his breathing ceased, and the Yellow Millet Dream ended.
When Lin Mo’s consciousness returned, his face was pale, and sweat soaked his inner garment.
Were those scenes just something the original host would experience in the future?
After all, he wouldn’t mindlessly swallow a pill, nor would he beg Yuehua.
Before him was still True Lord Yuehua’s previous sentence: “I’ve heard about Yuan Li’s matter. Since you have already punished him, let him continue to manage the Spirit Fields and Spirit Herbs in the back of Azure Bamboo Peak.”
Lin Mo’s expression instantly turned cold, and he said nothing more.
He had a good impression of Yuehua before.
According to the original host’s memories, although his Master was obsessed with cultivation, she was also very good to him.
When he first entered the sect, she often refined medicine and coached him in cultivation, personally bought his clothes, and even took him on tours from time to time.
Yet, the Master the original host respected the most would personally cut open his flesh and take his Golden Core and bone marrow.
Regardless of the reason, whether the collusion with Demonic Cultivators was true or not, his Master had indeed done such a cruel thing to him for Ye Kai.
Sensing Lin Mo’s sudden change and seeing his pained expression, True Lord Yuehua gently asked, “Mo’er, are you alright?”
Her tone was gentle, and the concern in her eyes was genuine.
Lin Mo did not have the excessive kindness of the original host.
Even if Yuehua might not have any intention of harming him now, and treated him as a disciple, showing him care and concern, was that important?
From beginning to end, his Master favored Ye Kai more. To remove Ye Kai’s Gu Poison, she would eventually target him.
Having already experienced that unforgettable pain, Lin Mo looked at the caring Yuehua with unwavering determination in his eyes.
There was no such thing as undying master-disciple affection; it was all fake.
He was not the original host, and he would not continue on the original host’s path.
Lin Mo shook his head with a cold expression, “Disciple is fine.”
True Lord Yuehua did not understand why her beloved disciple’s attitude towards her had changed so drastically.
She waved her hand, signaling Ye Kai to leave.
Although Ye Kai was displeased, he maintained his obedient and considerate demeanor.
After Ye Kai left, Yuehua gazed at Lin Mo and asked softly, “Is there something I have done that has displeased you?”
Lin Mo remained silent.
Yuehua guessed, “Mo’er, you don’t like this Junior Brother Ye Kai?”
She was a little confused when she said this.
Lin Mo had followed her for so long; she knew his personality well.
He was not someone who couldn’t tolerate others, nor was he a harsh person.
How could he get angry with Ye Kai?
Even if he was angry, he was now distant even from his Master.
This was not a good sign.
Perhaps to help the original host, Lin Mo asked her, “What if I say I don’t like him, can you send Ye Kai away?”
Yuehua did not expect Lin Mo to be so direct. She was slightly stunned, then said, “Ye Kai is the son of an old friend of mine. I promised his deceased father that I would take good care of him.”
Her meaning was clear: she would not send Ye Kai away.
Lin Mo felt sad for the original host again. He bowed slightly, “Disciple has overstepped. You are the Master, and you can accept whomever you wish as a disciple. Disciple has no right to say such things.”
“If there is nothing else, disciple will take his leave!”
Seemingly realizing the issue, Yuehua said, “If Ye Kai has done anything wrong, you, as the eldest disciple, should guide him more, not quarrel with him.”
Saying this, Yuehua brought up Yuan Li’s matter again.
“Mo’er, you just said you did not punish Yuan Li, but all the disciples on Azure Bamboo Peak saw your actions.”
Lin Mo was too lazy to explain and asked in a low voice, “So you want to keep Yuan Li, right?”
True Lord Yuehua pondered for a moment and said, “Let him stay.”
She had heard Yuan Li’s account of the whole story and knew he had only forgotten to tend to the Spirit Fields due to his obsession with cultivation, leading to an infestation.
She did not think Yuan Li had a major problem. As cultivators, they should prioritize cultivation; this was also correct.
Lin Mo sneered inwardly, wouldn’t the principle that without rules, nothing can be orderly be known to the Peak Master of Azure Bamboo Peak, a part of the Azure Spirit Sect?
He said in a flat tone, “So you also believe, like the other disciples, that I was making a fuss over nothing by expelling Yuan Li from the sect, and that I am inconsiderate and unreasonable?”
True Lord Yuehua frowned slightly, “Mo’er!”
This attitude was as good as an admission.
Lin Mo stopped speaking and turned to leave.
As expected, he should not be in charge of any of the matters on Azure Bamboo Peak.
True Lord Yuehua’s beautiful eyes stared intently at the receding figure.
Her disciple seemed different from before.
