After Being Forced Into This Obsessive Love, the Master Is Starting to Get a Little Hooked - Chapter 14
Good riddance!
I do not know what urgent business Bian Menghan went to attend to, but by the time I, Shi Changting, ran back to the sect, he had not caught up with me.
I find this a bit strange. It is not right. According to the tropes in novels, I should have been caught by my furious disciple not long after running out, only to be forcibly dragged back for some punishment. How is it that I have already arrived home and there is still no sign of him?
This is illogical.
The system finally speaks up, sounding somewhat speechless. “Host, why do I feel like you are actually looking forward to being imprisoned by him?”
I did not realize there was anything wrong with my thoughts; I truly just felt it was strange. Suddenly being reminded by the system, I jump in fright. I deny it repeatedly: “I am not, I did not, do not talk nonsense.”
You listen to my sophistry.
The system’s tone is very calm, as if it had raised an eyebrow, yet it does not expose the other party. “Is that so? Fine, let us just assume I am talking nonsense.”
Thinking of the system’s “timely” reminder just now, I cannot help but ask: “How could Bian Menghan have become like this? It has only been a month. Do you know what exactly happened?”
The thought of Bian Menghan’s physique, large enough to loom over me, along with his scarlet eyes and wicked smile, makes my head ache so much that I want to bash it against a wall.
“He has fallen into demonic cultivation,” the system says calmly.
I roll my eyes. “No kidding, even a fool can see that. I want to know how he managed to fall into demonic cultivation in such a short time.”
This is not what I wrote. This is not the plot of the original story at all. Up until the point I stopped updating, there was no plot line about Bian Menghan falling into demonic cultivation. Could it be that now, not only is the plot advancing prematurely, but there are also events appearing that never existed in the original work?
Realizing this, I suddenly feel flustered. Does this not mean that the subsequent plot will become increasingly uncontrollable?
The system’s voice remains emotionless. “I do not know.”
I hiss in irritation. For this system that does not know anything I ask, I, for the first time, have the urge to beat it until it is black and blue, if it were a person. I helplessly press a hand to my forehead. “Then tell me what you do know.”
“Bian Menghan is very dangerous right now.”
“I suggest, Host, that you do not defy him for now and go along with his wishes. After all, his strength is currently far superior to yours.”
Damn it! Go along with his wishes? Go along with his wishes so he can do me?
I break down instantly: “You are standing there talking, so it is easy for you to say!”
“Actually, lying down also does not make one’s waist ache,” the system says after a moment of silence. “Host, you could try that.”
“Try my ass!”
I am like a cat that had its tail stepped on, fur standing on end. Lying down, my waist might not ache, but that part is going to hurt!
I have no interest in wasting breath with the system, so I simply shut up. I arrive at Lan Qiao’s residence and, without announcing myself, enter directly through the window.
It is the middle of the night, yet Lan Qiao is surprisingly still awake.
Watching his junior brother, who had been missing for a month, suddenly appear before him, Lan Qiao’s gaze flickers. He asks with surprise: “Changting, why do you not use the door?”
“Senior Brother!” My hair is slightly disheveled, my cheeks are flushed, and I am panting for breath. “There is something I must tell you.”
I describe Bian Menghan’s current situation to Lan Qiao in detail, while conveniently omitting the part where he forcibly abducted and imprisoned me.
Lan Qiao frowns upon hearing this. “Has he changed that much? Even you cannot defeat him?”
His own strength is still inferior to mine, and if even I cannot defeat my junior brother now, to what terrifying degree has Bian Menghan’s strength evolved? Is it possible for one’s strength to advance so rapidly simply by falling into demonic cultivation?
“Yes.” I am anxious for my own body, but I cannot think of any good solution for the moment. I figure that two heads are better than one, and perhaps we can hold Bian Menghan off for a while. “Senior Brother, what should we do now?”
Lan Qiao collects his thoughts, looking cold and collected. “Junior Brother, do not rush. Let us put this matter aside for now.”
My eyes widen. “Put it aside?” Is there anything more urgent than this?
“I also happen to have something to tell you, Junior Brother,” Lan Qiao says. He finds a red invitation from his desk and hands it to me. “Open it and see for yourself.”
Unsure of what he is up to, I open it with skepticism. However, the moment I see the contents of the invitation, my entire body stiffens, and my mind goes blank.
It is an invitation. The date is the day after tomorrow, inviting members of the Immortal Sect to attend his disciple-taking ceremony.
A disciple-taking ceremony.
I do owe Bian Menghan a ceremony for taking him as a disciple, but the name on the invitation is not him; it is another name, one I have never heard before.
Jin Shuangchen.
A very pleasant-sounding name.
Holding that gold-stamped invitation, which feels like a marriage contract, my right hand trembles uncontrollably. The frequency is so rapid that one can clearly see the muscles twitching. At this moment, I feel a chill rising from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, making me feel icy cold.
I hear the clacking sound of my upper and lower teeth colliding, a sound like a curse from the depths of hell, bone-chilling. I finally manage to squeeze a sentence out of my throat: “Senior Brother, what is the meaning of this?”
What is going on? I only ran away from home for a month; why is there such a huge surprise waiting for me the moment I return?
“As you can see,” Lan Qiao says, appearing much calmer than my own discomposed state. He is almost expressionless. “You are about to have a new disciple.”
A buzzing sound erupts in my brain, leaving only two words.
It is over.
This time, it is truly over.
I cannot control that little brat Bian Menghan right now. Based on his behavior today, his possessiveness toward me is undoubtedly real. If he finds out that I am taking a new disciple, taking his place, I shudder at the very thought.
Oh my god! Cold sweat trickles down my back; this is going to get someone killed!
Do not seek death if you do not want to die!
Without thinking, I retort: “No! I already have a disciple.”
Lan Qiao seems to have already made up his mind, his heart as hard as iron. He says nonchalantly: “Is that so? Bian Menghan rebelled against the sect with the God-Slaying Sword. He is not worthy.”
I shake my head in disbelief. “I knew nothing about this.”
As the protagonist of the event, I am actually the last one to know that I am about to take on a new disciple.
Lan Qiao says indifferently: “It is not too late to know now.”
“No, I do not agree!”
Lan Qiao frowns with displeasure, allowing no room for debate: “The Jin family is the most powerful force among the reclusive families. They are willing to send their direct descendant here, which is an intention of alliance. Changting, we need their support.”
I am going insane! My palms are sweating. “If that is the case, why not just take him as your own disciple? Why must it be me!”
Lan Qiao looks at me somewhat strangely. “I am the Sect Master. My disciples will inherit the sect in the future. The Jin family will not truly let Jin Shuangchen enter our sect, and likewise, I will not hand over the sect to them.”
“Therefore, taking him as your disciple is the best choice.”
No need to inherit the sect, and it can maintain the alliance. Moreover, I have a good reputation and my strength is clear for all to see. It is indeed the most suitable choice.
I suddenly feel like a princess from ancient times being sent off for a political marriage, using my body to trade for the stability of the nation and the diplomatic relations between two countries.
I cannot do it.
I absolutely cannot!
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NOO- WHAT HAPPENED TO THE TRANSLATION?? IT GOT SO AD IN THIS CHAPTER??