After Forcibly Kissing My Master, He Became Obsessed With Me - Chapter 2

In his previous life, Xuan Bing’s aptitude test results showed he was at the Foundation Establishment stage—but what was baffling was that he had never practiced cultivation before. Later, Shi Wuzhi explained that it was because his body was unique; it would automatically absorb spiritual energy and cultivate on its own, even without circulating a heart method.

He said Xuan Bing was a genius.

“Why take him and not me…”

After the disciple recruitment assembly ended, a crowd gathered around Xue Bing. “Waaaah, I’m only fifteen and I’ve already reached Foundation Establishment! He’s already nineteen—shouldn’t my talent be higher than his? I started practicing when I was ten! Waaaah…”

Xuan Bing thought to himself: I don’t even want to go. You have no idea just how many strange eccentricities Shi Wuzhi actually has.

“Junior Brother,” a disciple from the Lingshuang Sect responsible for arranging the sleeping quarters reminded him, “it’s time to go.”

Xuan Bing held his bundle of belongings, feeling a bit reluctant to leave.

“You really have to go now. Are you missing your family? Then hurry up and say your goodbyes!” The disciple spoke subconsciously, but then remembered something. “Wait, that’s not right. Doesn’t your dossier say you’re an orphan?”

For disciples with talent, the people in the sect were very appreciative. Having cultivated for so long, what they saw was different from what Xue Bing saw; they could see that Xuan Bing had reached the Foundation Establishment stage without ever having cultivated.

Very few people possessed such transcendent talent.

Xuan Bing stiffened and gave a bitter smile. “Senior Brother, you’re really good at stabbing people in the heart.”

The disciple coughed awkwardly. “I’m sorry, Junior Brother. I thought you wanted to tell your family you were safe…”

Xuan Bing’s smile grew even more bitter.

He had been raised by beggars in the Lower Cultivation Realm; what family did he have? Although he eventually found his family in his previous life, they ended up dead anyway.

In this life, he had nothing. Even joining the sect was because he had been dragged along by his friend.

Speaking of which, where was his friend?

“Brother Xuan, you actually entered the Sect Leader’s tutelage!” His shoulder was patted, and Xuan Bing turned around to see his good friend, Gong Guanqi.

Gong Guanqi was eighteen this year, the eldest young master of the Gong family in the Lower Cultivation Realm. Compared to Xuan Bing, he was dressed much more magnificently, wearing a gold-trimmed purple robe with expensive crystals for health maintenance embedded in his hair ribbon.

Xuan Bing had met him while picking through trash.

“…Yeah,” Xuan Bing’s smile was very stiff. “I’ve entered the Sect Leader’s tutelage. What… what about you?”

He was asking despite already knowing the answer.

Gong Guanqi pressed his hands together, his eyes full of adoration. “I’m going to Immortal Feng Qing! I fell in love with her the moment I saw her! She’s so beautiful!”

Xuan Bing looked at him, but his heart felt very desolate.

He remembered that in his previous life, Gong Guanqi betrayed the sect and was personally executed by Feng Qing.

“Alright, stop chatting. It’s time to go to the Upper Lotus Palace.”

The Upper Lotus Palace was Shi Wuzhi’s personal residence.

Shi Wuzhi hadn’t taken a personal disciple in nearly a hundred years, but all the inner sect disciples under him were taught by him when they first entered. However, once they passed the Foundation Establishment stage, they were basically left to their own devices.

After all, the Foundation Establishment stage was crucial.

Xuan Bing secretly prayed that he would be “released” as soon as possible in this life… He had to cultivate hard. Once he surpassed the Foundation Establishment stage, he wouldn’t have to stay in the same palace as Shi Wuzhi.

The path to the Upper Lotus Palace was very far from there. The disciple took out an immortal sword, stepped onto it, grabbed Xuan Bing with one hand, and used a hand seal to control the direction of the sword with the other.

Xuan Bing was lifted by the back of his neck and took flight.

In the past, he might have been surprised or afraid of the sudden suspension in the air, but now, he wasn’t truly only nineteen years old.

He looked at the palaces below that were as small as ants and suddenly thought that people from the Lower Cultivation Realm seemed just as weak in the eyes of the Immortal Clan.

…They died very easily.

Xuan Bing remembered that in his previous life, when Shi Wuzhi went into a frenzy from Qi deviation, he killed tens of thousands of people in an instant with a single strike of his sword.

If I don’t ruin his Dao heart this time, he won’t suffer Qi deviation, right?

He won’t say I destroyed him again, will he? Xuan Bing thought a bit aggrievedly. In the past, every time Shi Wuzhi wanted to practice dual cultivation with him and he was unwilling, Shi Wuzhi would blame him for kissing him back then.

He insisted that the kiss had ruined his Dao heart.

Xuan Bing had no choice but to obediently help him stabilize his Dao heart.

But then again, Xuan Bing wasn’t even sure how he had managed to land that kiss… He just felt that Shi Wuzhi was too beautiful, far too beautiful, and couldn’t help but want to get closer.

He hadn’t expected to actually kiss him right in front of everyone.

And he didn’t expect Shi Wuzhi’s reactions to be so slow! It was his own fault for reacting slowly and failing to dodge… Xuan Bing grumbled in his heart, and soon saw a familiar sea of snow lotus flowers.

The rare lotuses that originally only grew on high mountains were growing in a vast expanse behind the Upper Lotus Palace.

“We’ve arrived. Junior Brother, take care.”

“?!” Xuan Bing was shocked. Seeing that there was still a distance of several dozen meters from the ground, he began to struggle. “Senior Brother, put me down properly—AAHHH!!”

The whistling wind filled his mouth. He was tossed down and ended up with a mouthful of snow lotus petals.

Xuan Bing crawled up from the sea of flowers, his body covered in white petals. He shook his head and felt something; he looked up—

“You are the new Junior Brother?”

A man in white walked over, waving at him gently. “I am your eldest Senior Brother, Xue Youzhi. If you feel that calling me ‘Senior Brother’ isn’t close enough, you can call me ‘Big Brother’… Hurry out from the sea of flowers.”

Xuan Bing was stunned.

“Xue Youzhi…” he murmured.

This was Shi Wuzhi’s eldest disciple, Xue Youzhi. In his previous life, he was also the one who caught Xuan Bing after he was sent flying by a palm strike, and even knelt to plead for mercy, begging Shi Wuzhi not to kill the boy.

During many nights when he was sick in the past, it was Xue Youzhi who took care of him.

This was a presence even closer to him than a biological brother!

Until later… Shi Wuzhi suffered Qi deviation, disregarded all familial ties, and killed even this devoted disciple.

That night, Xuan Bing asked him, “Are you going to kill me next?”

Shi Wuzhi didn’t answer, and later imprisoned him.

“Eh? You know me?” Xue Youzhi was surprised. “Did another Junior Brother tell you?”

Xuan Bing crawled out of the flower sea and hugged Xue Youzhi, tears shimmering in his eyes. “Yes! …Big Brother! I’ve wanted to see you for so long!”

It’s all my fault… If it weren’t for me, the Master’s Dao heart wouldn’t have been ruined, and he wouldn’t have suffered Qi deviation and harmed you.

So many people wouldn’t have died.

In this life, I will definitely be obedient and won’t provoke anyone! Xuan Bing rubbed against Xue Youzhi like a child and couldn’t help but ask: “Big Brother, can I sleep with you tonight?”

As soon as he spoke, a bone-chilling cold erupted, and the lotus flowers were stirred by the wind.

Both of them were startled.

“Youzhi, why are you here?”

A faint voice drifted over. The two turned their heads together and saw Shi Wuzhi.

Shi Wuzhi had changed into a set of white robes embroidered with beautiful golden bamboo. Under the sunlight, it was stunning and looked a bit sparkly.

Xuan Bing loved sparkly things the most and couldn’t help but stare for a moment.

It wasn’t until Xue Youzhi reminded him that he realized he needed to kneel and pay his respects.

Xuan Bing finally snapped out of it and was about to kneel—he actually hated kneeling, but the sect’s rules for apprenticeship were like this.

Just as his knees were about to hit the ground, he was stopped.

“From now on, none of you need to perform such salutes.” Shi Wuzhi grabbed his wrist, forced him upright, and narrowed his golden pupils. “This seat is not an emperor of the Lower Realm.”

Xue Youzhi: “…”

Then what did all the salutes we performed in the past count as?

Xuan Bing also became awkward; he suddenly didn’t know what to say to this “normal” Shi Wuzhi.

Most of the time, he had faced the version of Shi Wuzhi that was suffering from Qi deviation.

Fortunately, Shi Wuzhi spoke again—his gaze swept over Xuan Bing’s body inch by inch as he said heartlessly: “Why are you dressed like a scavenger?”

Xuan Bing cursed inwardly, If you’re so capable, then buy clothes for me, but on the surface, he looked innocent: “Master, I was a scavenger before.”

For a moment, the Upper Lotus Palace was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

“Master,” Xue Youzhi finally broke the awkwardness, “then let me take him to change into some clothes… I…”

“Is your heart method no longer being practiced? Have the arrangements for the Four-Sect Conference been made?” Shi Wuzhi glanced at him coldly.

The Four-Sect Conference? Xuan Bing was startled. Oh right, he remembered it was almost time for the conference.

The Four-Sect Conference was a matter of varying importance—if you called it “big,” it wasn’t big enough for Shi Wuzhi to preside over it personally; if you called it “small,” it wasn’t something a mere miscellaneous disciple could handle, so only Xue Youzhi could go.

Xue Youzhi left.

As soon as he departed, Xuan Bing felt the atmosphere become very strange. He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but he felt Shi Wuzhi’s gaze constantly flickering over him.

…So weird.

Xuan Bing felt inexplicably nervous.

“Follow me.” Shi Wuzhi turned and walked away.

Xuan Bing followed, but his mind recalled the time he lived here in his previous life.

Back then, Shi Wuzhi didn’t want to see him at all. He just threw a heart method at him and told him to go cultivate in solitude.

As for why they later developed into that state…

He was more inclined to believe it was because he had ruined the man’s Dao heart, so Shi Wuzhi wanted to retaliate against him.

Sometimes Xuan Bing felt this wasn’t bad—after all, he really liked Shi Wuzhi’s looks, and a certain someone was very capable in bed. Aside from being violent during his bouts of madness, he was very gentle at other times.

But sometimes, looking at the people who died because of Shi Wuzhi’s Qi deviation, Xuan Bing felt regret again.

Those people were indirectly killed by him.

…But it’s okay, it won’t happen this time.

I will never cross that line again, Xuan Bing secretly resolved.

“From now on, you will live here. There is a wardrobe inside with clothes prepared for you. Go and change.” Shi Wuzhi brought him to a place resembling a side hall.

Xuan Bing glanced at the name of the hall—Wei Zhi.

Why was there a place with such a name? And the plaque looked newly written…

The side hall contained ordinary furniture and an ice bed. On the wooden walls, there were various lifelike floral branches.

Xuan Bing walked in and opened the wardrobe. Inside was a uniform set of white clothes made of high-quality celestial silk, embroidered with many incantations.

He remembered these were waterproof and insect-proof.

Taking out one of the white robes, Xuan Bing was about to strip and change when his movements stiffened.

He watched as Shi Wuzhi calmly closed the door and sat down at the table, seemingly intending to watch him change.

“…Master?” Xuan Bing called out with a forced sense of calm, his gaze scanning the room, only to find there was no screen to hide behind.

“I need to change. Could you please step out for a moment?” he requested.

Shi Wuzhi sat at the table and picked up a brush. Before him was a blank book. Hearing this, he didn’t even look up: “What are you afraid of? We are both men. This seat won’t look at you.”

Xuan Bing: “…”

Xuan Bing vaguely felt something was wrong. He remembered that in his previous life, Shi Wuzhi didn’t have this kind of personality.

Could it be… that Shi Wuzhi also…?

“Still not changing?” Shi Wuzhi looked up. “Do you think those rags you’re wearing look good?”

Xuan Bing fell silent once more: “…”

If you aren’t looking, how would you know I haven’t started changing yet?