Su Yu knelt on the ground, looking at the completely devastated Ruan Li, then at Luo Qingci. In pain, she lowered her head, her shoulders trembling from her sobs. "Master..."
Reflecting on the past, she finally realized why Luo Qingci treated Ruan Li so differently. Before, she had only thought that Luo Qingci cared deeply for Ruan Li, that they were overly concerned about each other. Her master had done so much for Ruan Li, but she had never considered the deeper reasons behind it.
Su Yu revered Luo Qingci, viewing her as a life model. From the moment they met, she had decided to take her as her teacher. No matter what others said, she never doubted Luo Qingci's goodness.
Luo Qingci had a special kind of magic. Even though she usually appeared cold and indifferent, her actions were more passionate than anyone else's.
When Ruan Li appeared, that feeling grew even stronger. Luo Qingci was admired by many, yet she was also the subject of gossip among the cultivators. For every person who admired her, there was someone who slandered her.
Su Yu had been by her side for many years, never once seeing her get angry over others' malicious words. The only time she ever raised her voice was in defense of her and Ruan Li.
Though she claimed she would not take disciples, she was more caring than any master. Before Ruan Li came, Luo Qingci never paid special attention to her, but she made sure that Su Yu had everything she needed — food, clothing, all the best things. Su Yu never felt inferior to others like Hua Xu.
Later, when faced with the Dragon Clan and the matters of the cultivator sects, despite the challenges and her master's oppressive influence, Luo Qingci was the first to expose the hypocrisy. Her fearless spirit inspired Su Yu deeply and filled her with pride.
To Su Yu, Luo Qingci was not just a master. She was her guide on the path of cultivation and the focus of her heart.
Cheng Su understood her pain. If even she couldn't bear it, how could Su Yu? Cheng Su came over to support her, her own eyes glistening with tears.
Su Yu's heart was breaking. She buried her head in Cheng Su's embrace, sobbing, "Sister Cheng, I don't have a master anymore."
Cheng Su took a shaky breath, her voice choked with emotion, unable to speak, and just held Su Yu tightly.
"I don't have a master anymore, but what about Li? What will she do?" Su Yu's words seemed incoherent, but Cheng Su understood her, and tears mixed with rain fell down her face. She bit her lip and looked at Ruan Li.
Yes, Su Yu was in unbearable pain from losing her master, but what about Ruan Li? She lost more than just a teacher.
Ruan Li could no longer cry out loud. She held Luo Qingci tightly, desperately trying to transfer her spiritual energy into her. She thought of Mo Yan's dragon pearl and inserted it into Luo Qingci's body. Though the dragon pearl was a powerful treasure that instantly healed her wounds, Luo Qingci still had no heartbeat or pulse.
Rain and tears fell together, making it impossible to tell if it was her or the heavens crying.
Realizing that it was futile, Ruan Li withdrew her trembling hands. She saw Luo Qingci's beautiful face soaked by the rain, her hair a little messy. Ruan Li carefully wiped her clean, muttering, "Master, I'll clean you up, don't be mad. You love cleanliness the most. I'll take you back and change you into clean clothes. This is all dirty..."
As she looked at the large bloodstains on Luo Qingci's body and the wound that had been there before, her hand froze, her eyes filled with terror and despair. "It's dirty... I... I made Master dirty. It was me... I killed you... Haha, I killed you. I should have listened. I was warned... It warned me I couldn't protect you. It warned me I'd kill you. How could I... how could I be so stupid? Haha... Ah... Ah!"
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The Art of Subduing Dragons
FantasíaDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5287959 Although Luo Qingci knew that her name sounded like that of a heroine in a historical novel, she never expected...