After the Demon Lord was Reborn, She Switched to a Master-Disciple Romance Script - Chapter 19

As the tallest peak in the Qingmiao Sect, Forgotten Solitude Peak pierced the clouds.

The path leading to Forgotten Solitude Peak was rarely trodden.

This wasn’t just because the peak was desolate and rarely visited. More importantly, it was because Immortal Venerable Qingwu resided there.

To most, such a celestial being felt impossibly distant. Even though they belonged to the same sect, she seemed like a figure from ancient legends, someone to be revered in words but never truly approached.

But now, Zhu Jiyun could.

The thought stirred complex emotions within her.

Composing herself, Zhu Jiyun waited until she could see the Hall of Unforgettable Solitude. By then, her face showed nothing but joy.

As she drew closer, Zhu Jiyun finally noticed someone standing outside the hall.

“Master?” she called out cheerfully.

“Mm,” Xun Juexue replied.

Her expression remained calm, but inwardly, she felt a sense of relief.

As a first-time master, Xun Juexue had been reflecting on Zhu Jiyun’s expression when she first awoke. It suddenly occurred to her that her disciple hadn’t seemed quite as overjoyed as she’d expected.

But now, seeing Zhu Jiyun obediently packing her things and returning with a smile, Xun Juexue dismissed her lingering doubts.

My disciple must have been too stunned to react properly at the time.

“Did you say goodbye to your friends properly?”

Zhu Jiyun looked at her with a hint of surprise, not expecting her to care about such a small matter. “Yes, I did,” she replied honestly.

Xun Juexue nodded without another word and turned to lead her to the room where she had woken up after fainting.

“On Forgotten Solitude Peak, it’s usually just you and me. The Hall of Unforgettable Solitude is the same. I usually rest in the room to the left around the corner of the corridor. You can stay here.”

After a pause, Xun Juexue added, “If you don’t like this room, you can choose any of the other empty ones.”

Zhu Jiyun stood on tiptoe to gauge the distance between the two rooms Xun Juexue had mentioned, finding it neither too far nor too close.

Besides, she had already noticed that morning that the room was quite nicely furnished. Though the style was simple, it had everything she needed, even a couple of small potted plants by the window.

“Master, this room is perfect for me. I really like it.”

The corners of Xun Juexue’s lips twitched slightly.

Zhu Jiyun noticed this subtle detail out of the corner of her eye.

After a moment’s thought, she stood at the doorway and gazed into the room, a sudden realization dawning in her mind.

Could it be that my Master personally arranged this?

If so, the Immortal Venerable was being far too kind to her disciple.

Zhu Jiyun’s heart suddenly felt a little more settled.

“It’s getting late, and you still need to rest. Get some sleep.”

After settling her in, Xun Juexue turned to leave, but before she did, she added, “There’s a small kitchen in the Hall of Unforgettable Solitude.”

Zhu Jiyun stared blankly.

She watched her new Master’s retreating figure until it vanished at the end of the long corridor.

This Master is being far too considerate of her disciple.

Who exactly is the Master and who’s the disciple here?!

Though she grumbled inwardly, Zhu Jiyun truly began to see herself as Immortal Venerable Qingwu’s disciple from that moment on.

After arriving at Forgotten Solitude Peak, Zhu Jiyun spent another ten days recuperating.

During those ten days, she did nothing. Her Master showed no intention of teaching her anything, seemingly prioritizing her recovery. It was as if they would begin her training only after she had fully recovered.

On the third day of her recuperation, the System, which had claimed it was going into hibernation, suddenly came online. It announced that the reward she had requested had been delivered to her Cosmic Pouch.

Zhu Jiyun retrieved the pouch and reached inside, immediately finding something unfamiliar.

She pulled it out and discovered a small, intricately carved wooden box. It looked quite elegant.

Opening the box, she found a pure white Medicinal Pill, utterly flawless and without a single imperfection. Just from the pill’s aroma, she knew it was of the highest quality.

Zhu Jiyun closed the lid and asked calmly, “When did I ever imply that I needed a Medicinal Pill? The Qingmiao Sect has Pill Refiners, and Elder Su is a renowned Pill Refiner in the Cultivation World. If I truly needed a pill, I could simply request one as Immortal Venerable Qingwu’s disciple. I’m sure I would receive plenty!”

Seeing that its reward hadn’t elicited the reaction it expected, the System grew anxious. “How could it be the same?” it protested. “I went to so much trouble to trade for this!”

Zhu Jiyun raised an eyebrow. “Because it’s a System product, it’s not ordinary? Are you saying none of the medicinal pills here can compare?”

The System recalled what the other System had told it during the trade. “…Something like that. Its effects are beyond what anyone in this world can create.”

Zhu Jiyun lowered her gaze, opened the box again, and examined the flawless, pure white pill. “Then what are its effects?” she asked.

“I can only tell you it’s called the Primordial Return Pill,” the System replied. “You’ll have to discover its specific effects yourself.”

Primordial Return Pill.

The name alone offered no clue to its purpose.

Zhu Jiyun tucked the pill into her Cosmic Pouch, muttering her dissatisfaction to the System. “Even if the reward isn’t what I wanted, you only give me one? System, you’re so stingy.”

The System desperately wanted to tell her there was originally no reward at all! It had used its own reserves to trade with another System for this!

But it didn’t dare say so, merely grumbling, “You’ll see how useful it is later!” So just focus on completing your tasks properly from now on!

After all, the system’s colleague who traded for this Primordial Return Pill had said it was quite a treasure in the Cultivation World!

Zhu Jiyun ignored it, simply noting the pill in her mind while maintaining a slightly dissatisfied expression.

During her recovery period, she explored Forgotten Solitude Peak. She discovered that because the peak rarely saw visitors, the wildflowers and grasses grew exceptionally well. Near the Hall of Unforgettable Solitude, there was even a small flower field. When the sun was high, the field shimmered with a rippling, luminous beauty.

Besides the flower field, Zhu Jiyun also found a natural hot spring. It was a bit far from the Hall of Unforgettable Solitude, but its secluded tranquility made it perfect for relaxation. If she ever felt weary, she could soak in the hot spring to unwind.

This thought prompted her to calculate how long it had been since her last hot spring soak. Over two hundred years!

By the time Zhu Jiyun had familiarized herself with most of Forgotten Solitude Peak, her injuries had fully healed.

This meant Xun Juexue was about to truly fulfill her duties as a Master.

That day, Zhu Jiyun woke up early and sat upright across from Xun Juexue.

Seeing her arrive, Xun Juexue looked up and said, “There’s no need to be nervous.”

Zhu Jiyun nodded. “Master, I’m not nervous.”

“Since I’ve taken you as my disciple, I must take responsibility for you,” Xun Juexue continued. “Ji Yun, after walking the Heart-Knocking Ladder at Heart-Questioning Cliff, have you found your Dao?”

Xun Juexue had never walked the Heart-Knocking Ladder herself. Or rather, her own Master had brought her directly back from the mortal realm, and the Qingmiao Sect hadn’t yet established the Heart-Knocking Ladder at that time.

The Heart-Knocking Ladder primarily tested a disciple’s resolve. Even if one didn’t have a clear Dao in mind when climbing, it didn’t matter, as the ladder tested only one’s inner state from beginning to end.

But that day, Xun Juexue stood at the cliff’s edge, watching her disciple climb step by step. Blood streamed from Zhu Jiyun’s face, her body covered in wounds, yet she never faltered. Her steps were arduous but unwavering, her resilience so profound that it seemed nothing in the world could break her spirit.

Xun Juexue felt admiration, her heart stirred, and a deep ache for her disciple.

But only she knew her own path.

So she stopped her Junior Sister from helping her up, because Xun Juexue saw the determination blazing in those bloodshot eyes.

She knew she would rise.

And she did.

Zhu Jiyun’s breath caught, surprised by the sudden question.

But that day on the cliff, Master must have seen her burning desire to reach the peak. If she said she hadn’t found her path, Master would never believe her.

So she had to admit it.

Zhu Jiyun’s eyes were clear and earnest as she replied, “I have.”

Xun Juexue looked at her with pride. “You’re doing well. Many spend their entire lives cultivating without ever finding their true path. Yet you’ve already found your direction, even before you’ve truly begun.”

Zhu Jiyun nodded obediently, a little embarrassed by the praise. So Immortal Venerable Qingwu isn’t just a cold fish after all, she thought.

Look at how good she is at praising her disciples!

Hmm, this Master who praises her disciples and decorates their rooms is now mine.

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