Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 13

Qin Wanyuan found it hard to believe that Lin Que had come to the Sword Sect in search of immortality at such a young age, and at the tender age of twelve or thirteen.

Even with a highly skilled maidservant, the difficulty was unimaginable.

After all, that maidservant looked no older than a budding young girl, only a few years older than Lin Que at that time.

The most crucial point was that Lin Que’s status upon entering the sect was the same as hers now, both being personal disciples of An Xiaoyao.

What could have happened to cause Lin Que to go from being a personal disciple to an ordinary inner disciple?

As the system had said, she knew far too little about Lin Que.

Fortunately, the heavens had given her a second chance to truly understand his past.

“And to think that Lin Lang looked like this when he was young, such a big difference…”

Qin Wanyuan circled around the young Lin Que in her dream, occasionally poking his still immature yet determined face with her finger.

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“So chubby, so cute~” Qin Wanyuan squinted her eyes in happiness.

Although she couldn’t actually feel the touch in the dream, she could still imagine the sensation.

Just as Qin Wanyuan wanted to touch young Lin Que more, his cold eyes suddenly met hers.

Qin Wanyuan was so frightened that she took two steps back, only to realize that the eye contact lasted only a brief moment.

The maidservant in the dream also noticed Lin Que’s unusual behavior and asked with concern, “Young master, is something wrong?”

“Nothing, just felt like something was touching me,” Lin Que said indifferently.

[System prompt: The shared dream talisman series recreates memories through dreams. If the host interferes excessively and is detected by the dream’s protagonist, the dream will shatter, though the host’s identity will not be exposed.]

Qin Wanyuan became obedient and didn’t dare to mess with Lin Que anymore.

“Even in a dream, Lin Lang is still so alert.” She took a few steps back and continued to observe.

The story continued to unfold. After introducing their identities, An Xiaoyao spoke about the upcoming arrangements.

“Since Que’er came unexpectedly, there are only two residences on Drunken Jade Peak, mine and Qing’er’s. Since you are of similar age, why not let Que’er and his maidservant temporarily stay in Qing’er’s residence? It will also add some liveliness.”

In response to An Xiaoyao’s words, Jiang Moqing only glanced at Lin Que indifferently. Seeing that his expression remained cold, she nodded.

“Okay.”

Seeing this, Qin Wanyuan blinked, “It seems that Master intended to matchmake Senior Sister Jiang and Lin Lang back then. So, the subsequent plot is that they develop feelings for each other while living together and eventually end up together?”

With this thought in mind, she continued to watch.

Time flew by in the dream, and a few months passed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Wanyuan also saw the development of their relationship, which was——no progress at all!

Although Lin Que and Jiang Moqing lived under the same roof, they had almost no contact most of the time, as if they were living in two different worlds.

For several months, Lin Que spent almost all day in his room, holding the introductory mental method and sword manual given by An Xiaoyao. He only occasionally went to the yard to practice a few moves and had the maid read books to accompany him.

Jiang Moqing, on the other hand, didn’t care much about this and continued his training at his own pace. He only frowned slightly when he saw Lin Que ordering the maid to read books and accompany him in practice.

Apart from that, the two were completely like parallel lines, no matter how close they got, they never intersected.

‘This is simply a big block of ice and a small block of ice! When will they ever intersect at this rate?’

Just as Qin Wanyuan was curious about how the story would develop, An Xiaoyao appeared again in Jiang Moqing’s cave, and Lin Que and Jiang Moqing finally met formally in the yard again.

“Que’er, for the past three months, I only let you study the sword manual and mental method on your own. Do you know why?”

“I don’t know,” Lin Que said bluntly.

An Xiaoyao sighed and explained softly:

“You have traveled eighteen thousand miles, but due to excessive killing, your mind is restless. Although the sword master kills, it also speaks of cultivating one’s mind and character. Only with a calm mind can one comprehend the mysteries of the sword manual.”

“For the past three months, I have left you alone to let you settle your mind and carefully read the mysteries in the books. Now it is time. Tell me, what do you not understand about the sword manual and mental method? I can help you with one or two things.”

At that time, An Xiaoyao was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, with an ancient and immortal charm, truly like an immortal.

Qin Wanyuan also noticed that An Xiaoyao was not completely neglecting Lin Que. During these three months, she occasionally came to Lin Que’s door to check on his condition.

“I understood everything,” Lin Que said flatly. “Can you give me the advanced books?”

“Oh?” An Xiaoyao was slightly surprised, and Jiang Moqing frowned.

This statement was a bit too arrogant.

“Did you really understand everything?” An Xiaoyao asked.

“Yes.”

“Then let me test you. What are your insights on the four sections of the first volume of the sword manual?”

Next, An Xiaoyao and Lin Que engaged in a question-and-answer session. The latter not only answered fluently but could also draw inferences from one instance.

Qin Wanyuan was stunned.

‘Lin Lang is actually so amazing…’

When she entered the inner sect, it took her nearly a year to understand the sword manual and the introductory mental method, and she was already considered a genius by the elders.

But Lin Que understood and mastered it in just three months. What kind of monstrous talent is needed to achieve this?

Moreover, Qin Wanyuan had guidance for a year, while Lin Que was completely self-taught in three months…

It’s simply terrifying!

In the dream, An Xiaoyao was also surprised, then smiled and murmured, “Old friend, you really sent me an extraordinary genius.”

After sighing, An Xiaoyao looked at Lin Que with a softer gaze but then her eyes sharpened, “This child has excellent talent, but his temperament still needs some polishing.”

With that, she beckoned Jiang Moqing to come forward as well.

“Since you have understood the contents of the sword manual, it is time for some practical training.”

“Qing’er, you spar with him for a few moves. Remember, just to the point.”

Jiang Moqing immediately drew her sword, the tip pointing straight at Lin Que’s chest.

Lin Que did not back down. He drew the iron sword he always held close. The sword, worn from use, had a few nicks but no bloodstains or rust. Clearly, Lin Que didn’t care about the scabbard’s appearance, but he did maintain the blade.

As the two swords crossed, the two people, who should have been on parallel lines, had their first real intersection.

‘So, Senior Sister’s style of drawing her sword without a word started from this time,’ Qin Wanyuan couldn’t help but sigh.

The battle was about to begin.

At that time, Lin Que and Jiang Moqing were young and their cultivation was shallow. The commotion they caused was not as earth-shattering as Qin Wanyuan’s sparring during the day, but it was far beyond the mortal realm.

Their figures flashed quickly in the courtyard, the blue brick floor breaking into pieces, instantly covered with sword marks.

An Xiaoyao sat in the pavilion watching the battle, her eyes slightly narrowed, occasionally showing a bit of amazement.

Lin Que and Jiang Moqing fought for over a hundred rounds. Finally, as Lin Que’s iron sword shattered, An Xiaoyao called a halt, ending this “sparring.”

By this time, Lin Que’s body was covered with blood marks, panting heavily, the tiger’s mouth holding the sword had burst open with blood, but even so, he did not let go of the broken sword.

On the other side, Jiang Moqing was not as battered. Compared to Lin Que’s shattered iron sword, her sword only had a few nicks, and her sleeves only had a few scratches.

It seemed like Jiang Moqing had won completely.

“Young Master!” The maid stepped forward to support him, but Lin Que stopped her with his hand, his cold eyes still staring at Jiang Moqing.

Jiang Moqing just slightly lowered her head, staring blankly at the nicks on her sword.

After a moment, she sheathed her sword, her eyes slightly downcast.

“I lost.”

Hearing this, An Xiaoyao was not too surprised. She just looked at Jiang Moqing and said, “Why?”

“I unconsciously used the power of my original realm, it doesn’t count as a win.”

Jiang Moqing said softly.

As a bystander, Qin Wanyuan was completely stunned.

You should know that Lin Que had only been in the sect for three months at that time and had not formally received An Xiaoyao’s guidance. His cultivation was barely at the Qi Refining stage.

And Jiang Moqing was already at the peak of Foundation Establishment, a whole major realm higher!

Although she suppressed her realm, the difference in physique still existed. But even in such a situation, Lin Que was able to force Jiang Moqing to unconsciously use the power of her original realm after dozens of rounds.

Not only that, he even managed to spar with her for dozens of rounds after she used her original power, holding on until An Xiaoyao called a halt.

Seeing this, Qin Wanyuan felt both heartache and a bit of exasperated amusement.

‘Silly Lin Lang, you said I was stubborn, but it turns out you’re even more stubborn than me.’

After saying this, she remembered one of the descriptions of Lin Que’s character in the system attribute panel.

[Sword is Everything (Past)]