After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master
Chapter 224 - Strange

Chapter 224: Strange

Jiang Huai stopped in his tracks, turned, and looked at her.

“I’ll go now, is that not okay?”

Luo Yueguan stood up and walked towards Wen Wanwan’s room. Before Jiang Huai could say anything, Luo Yueguan had already gently knocked on the door. Wen Wanwan was startled for a moment,

“Who is it?”

“It’s me, Luo Yueguan.”

“W-what is it... Sect Master Luo?” Wen Wanwan’s voice was humble and timid.

“I was too anxious when looking for Jiang Huai to refine medicine earlier, and I accidentally saw you... I was too rash. Please don’t take it to heart.”

“No, it’s nothing...” Wen Wanwan hastily replied, her voice tinged with surprise and gratitude.

“Qingyu told me herself that she recognizes you as her sister, and you two are as close as sisters. If you’re willing, you can also call me Aunt Luo.”

“Okay... Thank you, Aunt Luo...”

“May I come in and chat?” Luo Yueguan asked gently, and Wen Wanwan hesitated for a moment, muttering softly.

“I-I haven’t dressed yet... wait a moment.”

“Alright.”

Jiang Huai watched Luo Yueguan enter Wen Wanwan’s room again. He didn’t follow, not wanting to embarrass Wanwan. If Luo Yueguan was sincere in her apology, he had nothing to worry about.

Luo Yueguan wouldn’t be so clueless; she clearly knew that pushing the door earlier would have embarrassed Wen Wanwan, so she definitely did it on purpose!

...

Wen Wanwan put on a brand-new Taoist robe and sat at the table, respectfully brewing tea for Luo Yueguan. Luo Yueguan approached, took the teapot, and spoke softly,

“Let me do it.”

She took out some fine spirit tea and placed it in the pot. Her tea-making movements were pleasing to the eye, and Wen Wanwan felt somewhat uneasy for a moment. She quietly looked up into Luo Yueguan’s eyes, which were very gentle.

“We met outside the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm before, but we didn’t have a chance to talk in detail. I’ve heard Qingyu and Wanwan mention you before. That little guy practices the Overlord Art and gives Qingyu a hard time every day. It’s thanks to you that you’ve taken some of the burden off Qingyu.”

Wen Wanwan’s cheeks flushed again, but Luo Yueguan just smiled playfully and warmly.

“For someone like me who has lived for six hundred years, these things are no longer surprising. There’s nothing shameful about it. I hope you won’t be angry with Aunt Luo for accidentally disturbing your private moments earlier.”

“No, there’s no need...” Wen Wanwan quickly replied.

Luo Yueguan took out a jade bracelet from her storage ring and said,

“Ever since I saw you, I’ve wanted to have a good chat with you. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a pretty little thing like you. Jiang Huai is lucky to have met you. I thought about picking out a gift for you back then. Here, try it on.”

Before Wen Wanwan could refuse, Luo Yueguan had already gently grabbed her wrist.

“There’s no need to be polite. You and Qingyu are so close, so in my eyes, you’re like a younger member of my own family. I’m not as stingy as Chu Xianning, who can’t even bear to give a gift to his disciple’s partner. Be good, just accept what Aunt Luo gives you. In the future, when others ask, you can say it was from me. It’ll show that I approve of your marriage to Jiang Huai and stop any idle gossip.”

Wen Wanwan eventually accepted the jade bracelet and started chatting quietly with Luo Yueguan.

Luo Yueguan has always had the ability to speak to people in their own language, and she chatted with Wen Wanwan for a while. When the teacup was empty, she stood up to leave, saying that she was going to take Jiang Huai to Alchemy Mountain to see the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit. Wen Wanwan hurriedly stood up to see her off, obediently saying.

“Take care, Aunt Luo.”

...

Luo Yueguan went to Jiang Huai in the courtyard and handed him a sound stone. Jiang Huai held it to his ear and listened intently to the previous conversation between Luo Yueguan and Wen Wanwan.

After listening, he put down the sound stone and looked at Luo Yueguan, who stood with her arms crossed.

“Is this enough?” Luo Yueguan pouted slightly.

As long as Wanwan didn’t mind, Jiang Huai naturally had nothing to complain about. Clearly, Wanwan was happy when she heard Luo Yueguan say she approved of their marriage. Jiang Huai didn’t say much, just gave Luo Yueguan an annoyed look.

“So why did you have to recklessly push open the door?”

“I didn’t know what you were doing inside.”

“Tell the truth,” Jiang Huai said coldly.

“I wanted to see you get angry and lose your cool,” Luo Yueguan’s lips slowly curled up.

She had looked innocent just a moment ago, but now her expression was full of mischief.

“And then you wanted me to slap you hard again?”

Jiang Huai scoffed, but this tactic seemed completely ineffective against Luo Yueguan. She stood up, came over to Jiang Huai, turned her back to him, and even stuck out her bottom slightly. Her purple dress clung to her body, tightly wrapping her rounded behind, which looked as ripe as a juicy peach, as if it was about to burst with juice.

“Yeah, go ahead and hit me?” Luo Yueguan looked back at him, fearless.

“Hit me hard enough to wake Qingyu, loud enough for Wanwan to hear...”

Luo Yueguan narrowed her eyes, a sly smile in her gaze.

This infuriated Jiang Huai, who couldn’t care less about the consequences and slapped her hard. Luo Yueguan let out a soft cry, her eyes becoming hazy for a moment, while Jiang Huai had already come to her side and said indifferently,

“Let’s go.”

“Where to?”

“Weren’t you going to show me the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit?”

“Are you really confident?”

“So you just wanted to find an excuse to open my door and annoy me?”

Jiang Huai grew angrier the more he thought about it and couldn’t help but slap her hard again. But Luo Yueguan wasn’t angry or annoyed; instead, her eyes were as fresh as morning dew, full of anticipation, as if Jiang Huai was rewarding her.

This made Jiang Huai even more frustrated.

What would it take to really vent his anger?

No matter how hard he slapped Luo Yueguan’s behind, this woman seemed to have no sense of being punished. Instead, she seemed to find the shame and pain stimulating, making her even more infatuated.

Jiang Huai said nothing more and silently walked out of the courtyard with Luo Yueguan. After they left, Luo Yueguan’s previously seductive and soft demeanor disappeared in an instant. She became cold and lazy, even her walking posture became much more dignified, unlike how she had been twisting her slender waist excessively in front of Jiang Huai.

He followed Luo Yueguan to Alchemy Mountain, where he saw many new faces. A group of people was gathered around a round table, and above the table, a thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit was suspended by spiritual energy. A group of Earth-grade late-stage and heavenly-grade early-stage alchemists were discussing methods of alchemy, all of them anxious and red-faced with debate.

Even Luo Yueguan’s arrival didn’t make the Alchemy Mountain elders hold back. They banged on the table, each proposing their own methods.

However, as soon as one person suggested a method, the others immediately pointed out its flaws. Yet when they proposed a method, others would immediately point out its deficiencies, and they could not find a perfect alchemy method that would reduce the loss during the refinement of the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit to less than twenty percent.

Luo Yueguan’s gaze fell on a woman dressed in a green Luo skirt, who sat quietly at the round table listening to the elders’ opinions. Upon Luo Yueguan’s arrival, the woman looked up calmly and said,

“Luo sect master doesn’t understand the way of alchemy, so what are you doing here? Are you here to meddle without understanding, as usual?”

Luo Yueguan sneered, “I may not understand, but the person I brought does.”

With that, she touched Jiang Huai’s head and whispered in his ear.

“That’s Ye Wanqiu’s mother, Fu Zirou. She’s been unhappy since Bai Li took Ye Wanqiu’s spot. Are you really confident about the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit?”

Jiang Huai looked back at her helplessly.

“Sincerity is what counts, believe it or not.”

With Jiang Huai’s response, Luo Yueguan felt more confident and led him to an empty seat at the round table, saying.

“I suppose he needs no introduction. Tianxuan Sect’s Jiang Huai, my daughter’s future partner. The pill that cured the Ice Soul Profound Body was personally refined by him.”

The Alchemy Mountain elders all looked at Jiang Huai. They had previously received the pill from Luo Yueguan and tried to analyze its ingredients and alchemy techniques. Even though they knew which ingredients were used, they were clueless about the alchemy technique, something unheard of.

They had always wanted to ask Luo Yueguan to introduce the alchemist to them, but she refused to say. Now that Jiang Huai was sitting here, the alchemy elders couldn’t help but be skeptical.

After all... Jiang Huai was too young.

Everyone sitting at the round table had lived three to four hundred years and had spent a long time immersed in the art of alchemy. Even they were not confident they could preserve all the medicinal power of the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit, let alone find the right direction for what kind of pill to refine.

Could this young man, who looked no more than twenty, really do it?

“The thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit is unique. It has been carefully cultivated in the medicinal garden for a thousand years. It’s a heavenly-grade complete spiritual medicine that cannot tolerate the slightest mistake. Luo Yueguan, do you really think he can refine this thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit? If something goes wrong...”

“Then I’ll give you my sect master position?”

Luo Yueguan looked at her lightly, immediately cutting off all of Fu Zirou’s following words. Jiang Huai silently looked at the two women, sighed helplessly, and took out his prepared talisman brush from his storage ring. He took out a few spirit stones, crushed them, and began to draw his alchemy array with the overflowing spiritual energy.

He drew very quickly, almost without hesitation. He took down the suspended spiritual fruit and looked at Luo Yueguan.

“Lend me some fire.”

Just as Luo Yueguan took out her spiritual fire, Fu Zirou hurriedly said.

“Luo Yueguan’s spiritual fire is from the Deep Sea Ice Flood Dragon, which cannot be used to refine the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit. The Bodhi fruit prefers yang and dislikes yin, you...”

“It’s fine, like she said, if it fails, you can have the sect master position.” Jiang Huai replied helplessly.

Luo Yueguan’s lips slightly curled up, and as the fire burned, Jiang Huai threw the drawn alchemy array into the air. After being scorched by Luo Yueguan’s spiritual fire, the paper turned to ash, leaving the spiritual array suspended, and Jiang Huai placed the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit on it.

The array began to operate on its own, and everyone watched intently. The Bodhi fruit gradually withered under the flames, and its spiritual liquid was extracted, eventually forming ten drops of emerald-green spiritual liquid, without a single drop wasted.

“There, this is the extracted spiritual liquid. Whatever pill you want to refine next, just merge it with the auxiliary ingredients. The impurities in the spiritual fruit have been removed, so there’s no need to worry about conflicting medicinal properties.”

Jiang Huai turned to Luo Yueguan and said softly,

“It’s done, Aunt Luo.”

Luo Yueguan came back to her senses.

She had been staring intently at Jiang Huai’s profile, lost in thought for a moment. She quickly put away the fire and looked at the elders present, especially Fu Zirou, with a hint of contempt in her eyes.

“Shall we test the quality?” Luo Yueguan asked indifferently.