Chapter 3 — Nguyet Lac Vo Tuong

So, I reached into my chest, took out the old wisdom sword that I had kept hidden, and stuffed it into my senior brother's lap. “That's right, I have a new one, I don't need your old one anymore.” Having finished speaking, I waved my hand, left him alone, and walked deep into the forbidden area alone. I walked too fast, so I didn't see the man's gentle eyes, but filled with suppressed desires, silently falling on my back. The forbidden area is bitterly cold, the terrain is rugged, but it is also an excellent place to practice cultivation. It's just a pity that I'm usually lazy in cultivating, but when I'm actually here, I see that it's a thousand times colder than senior brother's cold pond. After wandering around, we only found a stone cave covered with vines. Perhaps thanks to the effect of this type of plant, the inside was a little warmer than the outside... Just, just "a little". Even though we've made needles, the cold air still continues to creep into every joint, making us think - if we stay here for three months, we'll probably have cold feet all year round when we go out. While thinking that, suddenly a warmth spread throughout my body, I was startled to realize - I don't know when, my senior brother had followed me, silently performing a comforting spell for me. The appearance of an immortal cultivator does not change over the years. The day I met him, he was already that jade-bone pioneer. After decades of practice, he is still like a bright moon rising high in the distance, making me only dare to look up... Yet I have been secretly in love with that moon shadow for decades. “A Du.” Even though we had just quarreled, the sound of him calling my name right now was different from the usual coldness - so gentle that it seemed to melt my veins and heartbeat. It felt like my whole body was getting hot, soft, as if I was about to completely sink into the warm scent he spread... I had just recovered, when I suddenly realized - that bunch of vines covering the cave entrance... was Tinh Dang, the most famous and dirtiest spiritual food in the cultivating world. This thing specializes in luring the cultivator into falling in love, borrowing that person's body to nurture its buds. Those who are deeply trapped in the illusion of Love Dang are usually only one step away from "losing their reason" to "losing their monastic life". I immediately understood - the person I just saw was not my senior brother at all, but just an illusion that Tinh Dang had woven. I wanted to escape, but my whole body became more and more powerless, I could only open my eyes and watch that "old senior brother" step by step approach. At the critical moment, I still burst out with the last ray of will: "Save my life!" Without needing to call three times, Salvation immediately moved, with just a few sword strokes cutting off all the vines that were tightly binding me. It's easy to escape, but the fire caused by Tinh Dang is not easy to dissipate. Relying on the sword for support, I dragged my hot body and walked out of the cave. But that heat that seemed to burn my brain made me drowsy, until I saw a familiar figure... I didn't expect to be so impulsive. In broad daylight, in a forbidden area, I... forced senior brother. When I woke up in a daze, I saw my senior brother - who had always maintained a cold expression - now being pinned under me. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were a little broken like someone who had just been insulted, his lips and neck were a little red, bearing undeniable traces. I used to think that if I could quit smoking, senior brother, everything would go smoothly. But never thought that one day There, I directly "sat on" him like this. When I regained consciousness, I quickly wanted to stand up, but my waist was tightened by a pair of warm hands. The thing we always wanted, when we actually touched it... was like a shock that made us scared. I instinctively wanted to get away, but that embrace only tightened. Senior Brother's eyes, which were still a bit hazy, were now clear, slowly looking straight at me: "Ah Du woke up... do you want to brush your hands and leave?" "Senior brother is not enough, A Du... senior brother has been patient for too long." "It's you... who always comes to tease me." I couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly anymore - everything was caught up in the rhythm and sound of running water, gradually fading out of my mind, out of my thoughts... After that time, the senior brother seemed to have just removed some invisible seal. Three months in the forbidden area, he became completely different - clinging to me, always wanting to practice together with me, insisting on staying by my side, even dragging Han Tam Ngu from the world to roast for me to eat. The usual coldness seemed to be erased, replaced by a clear possessiveness, many times making me promise to take responsibility for him, it would be best to form a relationship as soon as I left the forbidden area. Everything took an unexpected turn, like a wild dream. To the point that sometimes we wonder - was it that at that time Salvation had not really cut the strings of Love, was it that we had never escaped, but were still stuck in an illusion? Why did a senior brother who had always been cold towards me suddenly act as if he had secretly loved me for many years, so passionately that he was infatuated and inseparable? Until we step out of the forbidden area. Until he said he would go tell the master, so that we could become spiritual partners. Until I heard the second senior brother say - the first senior brother was beaten 108 times by the first senior brother because he insulted his master, and then was ordered to return to the cave to repent. The second senior brother sat opposite, looking at me with deep eyes, then sighed softly: "I knew this day would come." “A Du, you shouldn't like him.” His voice seemed to carry distant memories. Yes... I was the last to arrive. In the past between them, I could never get in the way. But I know — my master and my brothers are always hiding something from me. I also know that the reason I have not progressed in my cultivation is not because I am lazy, but because my core is damaged. What I don't know - is that this matter... has something to do with senior brother. That from the moment he accepted to teach me, it was to atone for his sins. The second senior brother did not explain the past, only told me to find the master. "Go find your master. Once you get to this point, he will tell you everything." When I pushed open the door and walked in, the master was sitting next to the tea table, pouring water. Seeing me, he was not surprised at all, just sighed softly: "I know why you came. But A Du, you shouldn't come here." I didn't say anything, just sat down quietly, looking straight at you. Perhaps the master also knew I was determined, so after a moment of silence, he sighed, then slowly told me things I never knew, or... had been erased from my memory. It turns out, among the three disciples of the master, I am not the junior sister, but the senior sister. I am the first disciple the master accepted, and was also the only disciple. The mind is oriented towards the right path, the talent is intelligent, and there is an innate sword and bloodline given by heaven. Just convenience When I grow up, I will definitely be a powerful person who can suppress heaven and earth. However, everything began to change when I went down to the mountain to exterminate ghosts and brought home a little boy. If it weren't for my earnest request, Master would never have accepted that child of normal temperament as a disciple. That child is Giang Thanh Viet - my current senior brother. Although he practiced diligently, he was only six years old when he entered the sect, and only sixteen years old was he when he completed the foundation, and the realm of golden dan was even more dim on the horizon. It wasn't until we brought back a second child - a true genius - the current second senior brother Diep Anh, that everything changed completely.