The Beloved Master's Mad Dog Disciple - Chapter 14

Bo Xuenong not only believed everything Shen Yanting said, but she also…

She not only believed it, but she would also do everything in her power to carry it out.

Because Shen Yanting had said, “Master believes you can distinguish between good and evil,” Bo Xuenong stayed up all night, dragging her body, still injured from the Forbidden Art, to sit at her desk. She wrote down names all night, meticulously dividing them into two lists: good and evil. By morning, she had filled three sheets of paper with the names of those she wanted to kill, while the list of those she wanted to spare contained only Shen Yanting’s name. After agonizing over it until midnight, she reluctantly added Fu Yunqing and the Cloudmist Sect Leader. Just before dawn, she finally included Feng Yingbo and the Female Lead. As for everyone else, she had squeezed them all onto the “kill” list.

Bo Xuenong slumped dejectedly into her chair, flipping through the names of those she wanted to kill, a growing sense of foreboding washing over her.

Thanks to Guan Caimei being a villain from the Joyous Union Sect, Bo Xuenong remained Shen Yanting’s obedient and gentle disciple in her eyes. But if she slaughtered all these people, Shen Yanting might truly abandon her.

The morning light had already fully illuminated the sky, streaming through the window to bathe the paper in its glow, making the names written there even clearer.

Bo Xuenong tore up her night’s work, completely destroying her efforts. She grabbed a fresh sheet of paper and divided it into two columns, labeling one side “Imperial Tranquility Sect” and “Cloudmist Sect,” and the other “Nethergate Sect” and “Male Lead.” In the middle, she wrote “Nirvana Water Sect” and “Other Minor Sects.”

Guan Caimei’s initial target had always been Shen Yanting, and Bo Xuenong’s attention remained fixed on her as well. The memories she obtained were primarily about Shen Yanting. According to the book’s timeline, the Cultivation Journey was set to begin this year. The Male Lead was currently a disciple of the Nethergate Sect’s Supreme Elder, while the Female Lead was a disciple of the Cloudmist Sect’s Sect Leader, though their names remained unknown to her.

Guan Caimei’s memories contained no information about the Imperial Tranquility Sect, as the sect was too small to have any contact with the Three Great Sects. However, they were likely well-known, and she could easily inquire about them once she descended the mountain.

Through Guan Caimei’s inner thoughts, Bo Xuenong learned that the Imperial Tranquility Sect would later be annihilated by the Nethergate Sect. Although she found no specific records of this event in Guan Caimei’s memories, it was clear that a sect capable of destroying such a small sect could not be considered righteous. In the cultivation world, sect disciples valued unity above all else. Since she intended to kill the Male Lead, she was destined to become an enemy of the Nethergate Sect. She would wait for them to attempt to kill her first, then retaliate in kind. Shen Yanting shouldn’t blame her then. Unfortunately… Bo Xuenong lacked the strength to annihilate an entire major sect like that.

To escape the fate written in the book, enhancing her strength was crucial.

Bo Xuenong set down her brush and immediately began circulating her Cultivation Technique.

She should have prioritized healing her injuries first, but now that she had set her course, she couldn’t afford to waste a moment.

As she circulated the technique, Bo Xuenong immediately sensed something amiss. The Forbidden Art she had forcibly used had left her severely injured; the pain was unbearable when she wasn’t circulating her Qi, and she expected it to intensify during cultivation. She would have to endure the agony while forcibly clearing her Qi Channels to cultivate normally. Yet, to her astonishment, a surge of dense Spiritual Qi erupted from her bl00d, instantly repairing all her internal injuries. The Qi flowed rapidly through her Meridians, converging toward her Dantian. Her Lifebound Sword Xuanyi stirred as well, enveloped in a blinding crimson light. Bo Xuenong felt Xuanyi’s aura growing exponentially stronger, while her connection with the sword deepened. Even the peak of her Golden Core, which had remained stagnant for so long, showed signs of loosening.

Bo Xuenong froze for a long moment before realizing the Spiritual Qi originated from Guan Caimei, whom she had killed. Only now did she understand what it meant to “continuously kill to enhance her Cultivation.” This abundant Spiritual Qi was equivalent to a year’s worth of cultivation. Moreover, her sword’s resonance with her had clearly strengthened after the kill. Could this be…? Bo Xuenong had discovered a shortcut to enhance her Cultivation and confront the Nethergate Sect.

The momentary greed was quickly suppressed by Bo Xuenong’s strong will.

Shen Yanting was like an immortal, and if Bo Xuenong were to walk a path paved with human bl00d, it would tarnish her Master’s reputation. That path was unacceptable.

Her Master had praised her intelligence. With her innate wisdom, she could protect her Master without resorting to shortcuts. Even after absorbing the Bloodline Spiritual Qi from Guan Caimei’s bl00d, Bo Xuenong didn’t stop. Her cultivation had already reached a level where she could nearly achieve bigu (abstaining from grains). She resolved to seize every moment, cultivating tirelessly to strengthen her power.

Unfortunately, someone always seemed determined to disrupt her plans.

Bo Xuenong was deeply immersed in cultivation until noon when a sudden knock echoed at her door. “Senior Sister, the Sect Leader requests your presence!”

It was Fu Yunqing again.

How annoying. I really want to…

But Master likes her. I can’t kill her.

A faint sigh escaped Bo Xuenong’s lips. She retrieved her bronze mirror, carefully melted the frost from her face, and forced a gentle, kind smile. Only then did she lift the Suspended Ink Sword, rise, and open the door.

In the book, her failure to win over the Male Lead was undoubtedly due to her lack of effort. Bo Xuenong resolved to redouble her efforts in this regard. As she walked toward the door, she rehearsed various ways to thank the Junior Sister who would be delivering the Sect Leader’s orders. However, none of her carefully crafted phrases proved necessary. The moment she opened the door, her wrist was seized by someone outside. “Senior Sister, let’s hurry!”

Before Bo Xuenong could even make out the person’s face, she was already being pulled away, her feet keeping pace with the other’s rapid steps.

Regaining her composure, she finally looked at the person gripping her wrist. “Second Junior Sister, what are you doing here?”

In other sects, the Sect Leader could simply transmit their orders telepathically. However, Fu Yunqing’s cultivation level was too low for such methods. The Imperial Tranquility Sect had established a rotating system of Outer Sect Disciples to relay the Sect Leader’s messages. Yet here was Ji Caiyan, the second-ranked Inner Sect Disciple, dragging her away.

Due to Shen Yanting’s unique status, even though she had joined the Imperial Tranquility Sect later than any other Inner Sect Disciple of Fu Yunqing’s generation, the Sect Leader had still ranked her second. The only one placed ahead of Shen Yanting was Ye Zhiyao, the personal disciple of an Elder who had sacrificed himself for the sect. Ji Caiyan, Ye Zhiyao’s first disciple, held the second-highest rank among Bo Xuenong’s generation of Inner Sect Disciples.

Besides Ji Caiyan, Ye Zhiyao had another female disciple named He Xin, who ranked fourth among them.

Ji Caiyan had joined the sect earlier and spent the most time with Ye Zhiyao, making them quite close.

Bo Xuenong’s impression of Ji Caiyan was that she was excessively composed. Seeing her so flustered for the first time, Bo Xuenong couldn’t help but speculate, “Second Junior Sister, could it be that the Sect Leader… the Sect Leader has fallen?”

“Senior Sister, don’t speak such nonsense.” Ji Caiyan slowed her pace, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. “The Sect Leader is perfectly fine. It’s just that… Sixth Junior Sister reported to the Sect Leader that the newly arrived Junior Sister has mysteriously disappeared. She suspects the Junior Sister is a spy sent by another sect and wants us all to check if any treasures are missing.”

Ji Caiyan had started her cultivation journey relatively late, joining the sect at over thirty years old. She appeared much more mature than Bo Xuenong, and she usually indulged Feng Jin, whose physical form was that of a ten-year-old child. It was rare for Ji Caiyan to contradict Feng Jin. “Sixth Junior Sister really doesn’t think things through. Where would our Imperial Tranquility Sect even get any treasures? Yet the Sect Leader actually went along with her, ordering all the Inner Sect Disciples to search for missing items.”

What scheme is Feng Jin plotting? Bo Xuenong wondered. Will Shen Yanting suspect me when she hears this news?

Bo Xuenong had never intended to reveal Guan Caimei’s fate. From the beginning, her goal had been to erase all traces completely. She had meticulously covered her tracks, leaving no evidence behind—not even Feng Jin or Feng Yingbo could have found any sign of her presence. The only thing she hadn’t anticipated was Shen Yanting’s ability to sense the Joyous Union Sect’s aura.

If I didn’t confess to killing Guan Caimei last night, will Shen Yanting suspect me?

Ji Caiyan noticed Bo Xuenong’s distracted demeanor and assumed she was as surprised by Feng Jin’s words as she was. “Senior Sister, don’t you think Sixth Junior Sister is overthinking things? Still… it’s quite strange for a newly arrived junior sister to vanish into thin air like that.”

Ji Caiyan’s words reminded Bo Xuenong that since Feng Jin was calling it a disappearance, there was no need for her to insist that the Joyous Union Sect disciple she killed was Guan Caimei.

“Senior Sister,” Ji Caiyan called again when Bo Xuenong remained silent.

Bo Xuenong smiled at Ji Caiyan, grabbed her wrist, and quickened their pace. “Second Junior Sister, let’s hurry. We shouldn’t keep the Sect Leader and the others waiting.”

By the time Bo Xuenong and Ji Caiyan arrived at Warm Moon Hall, it was already packed with people.

The crowd wasn’t limited to Inner Sect Disciples; it also included the new disciples who had joined in recent months, as well as many older disciples.

The disciples gathered in the center of Warm Moon Hall, their gazes fixed on Fu Yunqing and the four Elders seated on the high platform, as well as the personal disciples standing behind them. Sensing something was amiss, Bo Xuenong hurried toward Shen Yanting, while Ji Caiyan rushed to Ye Zhiyao’s side.

As Bo Xuenong reached the hall’s center, she found her path blocked by a wall of disciples. Strangely, no one stopped Ji Caiyan.

Watching Ji Caiyan smoothly reach Ye Zhiyao’s side, the crowd blocking her own path grew denser. Bo Xuenong’s gentle smile nearly faltered. Knowing Shen Yanting was watching her, she suppressed her anger and asked softly, “Junior Sisters and Brothers, why are you blocking my way?”

The disciples remained silent, but Feng Jin, standing behind Feng Yingbo, shouted at her, “Eldest Senior Sister, that pig wants to become Martial Aunt Shen’s disciple!”

Bo Xuenong followed Feng Jin’s pointed finger to the center of the crowd, where a small boy stood. She vaguely remembered him—the new disciple Feng Jin had injured last month.

The boy didn’t glance at Bo Xuenong. His eyes burned with fervor as he stared at Shen Yanting, who sat calmly on the high platform. “Elder Shen, have you considered it? If you accept me as your disciple, I guarantee everyone here will never leave the Imperial Tranquility Sect again.”

Hmm? Is he threatening Shen Yanting?

Bo Xuenong raised her hand to touch her ear, rubbing its delicate curve until it grew warm. The pain didn’t bring her clarity; the smile on her lips gradually froze…