novelraw Chapter 337: When Did I Ever Have a Master or Senior Brother?
Chapter 337: When Did I Ever Have a Master or Senior Brother?
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“Little Zhao, you may have forgotten your mother, but I will never forget her. She was Shui Qing Yue, a woman as resilient and strong-willed as you.”
The sudden mention of Shui Qing Yue’s name from Master Qing Yan startled Yu Zhao.
Of course, she remembered Shui Qing Yue.
She was a Water Spirit Jade born of nature. It was Shui Qing Yue who gave her human form and emotions, essentially granting her a second life.
But wait…
How did Master Qing Yan know Shui Qing Yue?
Yu Zhao’s thoughts wandered to the brother Shui Qing Yue often spoke of. A sense of foreboding crept into her heart.
Meanwhile, Master Qing Yan was still lost in nostalgic reminiscence. Yu Zhao pieced together their connection and soon realized…
She was right.The brother Shui Qing Yue had been separated from for years was none other than Master Qing Yan.
What a tangled fate!
Two bold words echoed in Yu Zhao’s mind: Karmic Tie.
She had resolved to sever all connections with Lone Moon Peak, yet fate continued to weave her back into its entanglements.
“Little Zhao, your uncle admits his past mistakes. Come back to Lone Moon Peak with me. I promise no one will ever harm you again.”
Yu Zhao raised her eyelids slowly.
Master Qing Yan’s tense expression and anxious gaze replaced his usual aloof and cold demeanor. It was as though a lofty celestial being had stripped away his facade, revealing a deeply human and heartfelt side.
In her past life, Yu Zhao might have been moved to tears, hastening to reconcile with Master Qing Yan to embrace a newfound familial warmth.
But now, she merely smiled faintly. “Master Qing Yan, you must be mistaken. Shui Qing Yue and I were never mother and daughter, and you are not my uncle. I have no family left in this world.”
If she ever did, her only kin would be the spiritual essence of heaven, the vitality of the sun and moon.
“Impossible!” Master Qing Yan rejected the idea vehemently. “You look exactly like Xiao Yue! Moreover, I investigated. You appeared in that remote frontier town years after Xiao Yue vanished. No one had ever seen your parents. How could this be a coincidence?”
“In a vast world, coincidences abound. Many people resemble each other without being related. If Master Qing Yan wishes to convince me, present solid evidence.”
Yu Zhao had no intention of admitting any relationship with Shui Qing Yue. That would only invite trouble, and she had no desire to deal with Master Qing Yan any further.
“My memories are proof!” he exclaimed.
Yu Zhao was speechless.
Feigning amusement, she gave a half-smile. “Master Qing Yan, I have other matters to attend to. Forgive me for not indulging in this joke.”
With that, she stepped away decisively.
Master Qing Yan wanted to stop her but hesitated, respecting her resistance.
“Little Zhao, I will bring you the proof.”
Yu Zhao quickened her pace, disappearing around the corner. Master Qing Yan’s gentle expression immediately turned icy as he cast a cold gaze at Lan Zi Yu.
“Do not bother Little Zhao again.”
Lan Zi Yu clenched his fists in humiliation. “…Yes, Master.”
…
“There! Over there! Ah, too many!”
“Not like that! Place it this way!”
“You troublesome child, how many times must I tell you to put it here?”
“Forget it! Just stand aside and stop making a mess!”
Elder Gu, after issuing several commands, waved Yu Zhao aside in frustration, taking over the arrangement of the jade slips himself.
Yu Zhao shrugged helplessly.
She had followed Elder Gu’s instructions precisely, yet he found fault with everything. Giving up, she moved to a nearby desk to organize a pile of books instead.
Sect Master Ji Yuan had recently resolved to revitalize their sect’s traditions. After consulting Elder Gu, they decided to reorganize the Archive Pavilion.
Elder Gu, distrusting his disciples’ clumsiness, took on the task himself. Bored, Yu Zhao volunteered to help but was soon dismissed.
“Yu Zhao, have your unreliable master and those useless senior brothers contacted you?”
After a while, Elder Gu casually asked while pretending to fetch a jade slip.
Without looking up, Yu Zhao replied, “Elder Gu, when did I ever have a master or senior brothers?”
Elder Gu’s lips quirked briefly. “Don’t play dumb. You know exactly who I mean.”
Yu Zhao put down her book and looked at him seriously. “You don’t need to test me. From the day I left, I had no intention of returning.”
Elder Gu beamed. “Good. They treated you poorly before and now regret it, thinking they can win you back. Life isn’t that easy.”
He paused before adding, “Still, Master Qing Yan truly has ties to your mother. If he sincerely regrets—”
Yu Zhao hadn’t expected Elder Gu to know such private details.
It must have been Master Qing Yan who spread the story. Who knew how many people he had told?
“Elder Gu, I need to clarify. Master Qing Yan has no relation to me, and Shui Qing Yue was not my biological mother. It’s all his misunderstanding.”
“Huh?”
Elder Gu was stunned.
He had intended to say something on Master Qing Yan’s behalf but realized it was all a mistake. Shaking his head, he berated himself for being so muddled.
“Yu Zhao, I didn’t mean—”
“I know. You think that with Master Qing Yan being a Divine Transformation cultivator and indebted to me, returning to Lone Moon Peak would make my path smoother.” Yu Zhao smiled. “I understand your goodwill, but I don’t want to go back.”
She was content with her current life and wouldn’t let anyone disrupt her hard-won peace.
Seeing her resolve, Elder Gu didn’t press further. Pointing with his mouth, he said, “Go fetch the jade slips over there.”
The rest of the time was spent with Yu Zhao running around under Elder Gu’s direction. The earlier topic was never brought up again.
“Go home. Be here early tomorrow.”
“Got it.”
On her way back to the inner courtyard, a small triangular head poked out from her sleeve, nuzzling her arm affectionately.
Yu Zhao tapped White Blaze’s little head with a finger. “Hungry?”
“Hissss—”
Its crimson tongue flickered in the air.
Fetching spirit stones from her storage space, she teased, “You eat at least three mid-grade spirit stones a day now. If you grow any bigger, I might not be able to afford you.”
“Hiss! Hiss!”
As if understanding her words, White Blaze hissed sharply twice before nudging the spirit stones aside and retreating into her sleeve.
Yu Zhao froze.
Was he angry?
“White Blaze?”
The sleeve remained silent.
Really angry?
Amused yet slightly guilty, Yu Zhao gently pulled him out and held his small head in her hands. “Sorry, I was joking. You’re so small; you won’t eat me out of house and home.”
White Blaze tilted his head as though pondering the truth of her words.
“Really. Eat up. I can afford another if you want.”
White Blaze chomped onto the spirit stone.
Yu Zhao exhaled in relief.
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