After Pursuing Shizun as My Wife, How Did I End Up the Bottom? - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

After Shizun heard me out, he gently took my hand.

“In that case, I will take Ah Ling back with me first.”

Martial Uncle Sect Leader waved a weary hand. It looked like he was sick of us interrupting his refined leisure.

Bai Jin still refused to give up. With a thud, he dropped to his knees.

“Sect Leader, this disciple is willing to swear a heart-demon oath. I truly saw demonic qi on Junior Brother Ling Feng with my own eyes! Whether I am right or not, all you need to do is examine his spiritual bones. Are you really going to shield a traitor out of personal bias?”

I frowned.

This pig-brained idiot had actually stumbled onto the truth by accident. With the bloodline of a demon seed in me, I really couldn’t withstand an examination.

Seeing that Martial Uncle Sect Leader was already sending Eldest Senior Brother down to check my spiritual meridians in order to settle the matter, I clenched my fists and hesitated.

Should I dodge?

But would Shizun start suspecting me?

Just as Eldest Senior Brother’s hand was about to land on me, I gritted my teeth and was about to retreat.

Then a Crimson Snow Sword came slicing through the air, blasting Xuan Yi five steps back.

I stared blankly at that lifebound magical weapon, then looked up at Shizun.

The Immortal Venerable’s sharp brows lifted. His voice was like frost and snow, and his spiritual power surged out like a tide.

“I would like to see who dares examine He Qingyi’s disciple today.”

My heart skipped a beat.

Did Shizun… know something?

System:

[Judging by his current behavior, it is very likely.]

[Nervous?]

Me: [A little.]

I clutched my wildly pounding chest, my face full of infatuation.

[He knows and still wants to cover for me. He loves me so much. What do I do? I love him even more now. I want to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!]

Detecting the unhealthy thoughts in my head, System let out a shrill screech and frantically went offline for emergency disinfection.

“He Qingyi!”

The Little Martial Uncle, who had been sitting off to the side this whole time, was furious. Holding his waist, he swayed unsteadily to his feet.

“Protect your disciple if you want, but what are you hurting my disciple for?”

Shizun held his sword in a standoff and coldly parted his lips.

“And?”

“You!”

Little Martial Uncle raised his head in anger, and something on his neck flickered in and out of sight.

Eldest Senior Brother immediately turned back to help him pull his collar together, murmuring gentle words to comfort his own Shizun.

Martial Uncle Sect Leader’s suspicious gaze swept over us two pairs of lovebird master and disciples.

His refined brain seemed on the verge of discovering something.

Seeing that the scene had already descended into complete chaos, while Bai Jin, that stinking rat dropping, was still itching to stir the pot, I helplessly dropped to my knees with a thud and interrupted the boiling mess.

“Esteemed elders, please stop arguing! This matter is all this disciple’s fault for provoking him first. I am willing to accept twenty lashes from the disciplinary whip as punishment.”

The boiling pot finally quieted down.

Eldest Senior Brother was more than eager to drag Little Martial Uncle back to their peak as soon as possible, so he immediately voiced his strong agreement.

Martial Uncle Sect Leader felt I had quite a sense of responsibility and nodded in satisfaction as well.

No one cared what Bai Jin thought.

Only Shizun looked at me with worry and heartache.

I shook my head reassuringly at him, then proudly puffed out my chest.

Don’t worry, Shizun!

As a thick-skinned, sturdy top, I would never care about something like this!

Otherwise, how could I use my broad, mighty shoulders to support our little family?