Raising Disciples Brings Trouble - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I froze and turned my head.

Drawn by Mo Cangyue’s gaze, I looked down.

I nearly broke down on the spot.

Keep pretending.

Go on, keep pretending.

I’m begging you. Can you please give me back my peaceful days and harmonious household?

His voice carried a barely suppressed sob.

“It feels awful. What should I do?”

Awful?

I slapped him twice, right across the face.

I still wasn’t satisfied.

So I added two more, one on each side.

“If it feels awful, then chop it off. Mo Cangyue, stop getting sick in the head together with your junior brother. You think just because I hit him, I wouldn’t dare hit you?”

[Male Lead: There’s a good thing like this?]

[Before the slaps came Master’s fragrance.]

[Those slaps only made him more excited. Oh, and I’m not talking about his expression.]

My raised hand came to a hard stop in midair.

I jabbed Mo Cangyue in the forehead.

“Are you disgusting or not? Tell me yourself, are you disgusting?”

Mo Cangyue nodded.

At least he still had some conscience.

My mood improved a little. Mo Cangyue had talent.

I needed to talk some sense into him properly.

“See? You’re perfectly capable of understanding reason. You’ve always been the sensible one. Stop fooling around with your junior brother, all right? You’re the senior brother. You need to lead him onto the proper path.

“You’ve been clever and obedient since you were little, always restraining yourself and observing propriety. I understand now. You’ve been too strict with yourself, so you’ve been repressing it, haven’t you?

“I’ll give you time off. For now, you don’t have to put your mind on cultivation. If you want to play, play. If you want to sleep, sleep.

“You’ll get better, won’t you?”

Mo Cangyue fell silent, which was rare for him.

It seemed I had said too much all at once.

He was slowly chewing over and digesting my words.

“If I can’t do it, how will Master punish me?”

When he said the word punish, the corner of Mo Cangyue’s mouth curved into a smile.

He lifted his eyes to look at me, as if expecting something.

“Then you can get out. Go establish your own sect. Go die outside. I won’t care about you anymore.”

“Master…” Mo Cangyue clenched his teeth. “You only ever say cruel things to me. Why are you willing to discipline Junior Brother, but want to expel me from the sect?”

“What does that have to do with you?”

Mo Cangyue’s eyes were full of grief.

He bit down on his lip in pain, refusing to let go even after beads of blood seeped out.

“I’ll never compare to Junior Brother, will I? No matter how well I do, Master still won’t spare me a glance, won’t say even one more word to me!”

“Then just think of me as biased.”

At that point, I simply gave up on keeping up appearances.

No matter the price, I had to correct Mo Cangyue’s path!

“Don’t…”

Mo Cangyue’s pupils trembled.

He grabbed my hand and pleaded, shaking.

It seemed he was truly afraid.

He lowered his eyes, and his cool, smooth hair slipped down from behind his ear.

His whole person gave off a deep, broken fragility.

He nodded almost imperceptibly.

“I’ll get better… I’ll get better.”

I stroked the crown of his head.

“That’s right. As long as we’re all doing well, it’s fine. Since I picked you up and brought you back, I won’t let you wander homeless again. You have the right to freedom and independence, but as long as you want to come back, I will always welcome you.”

[Wuwuwu, what an unparalleled good Master. Abandoning a child is inhuman!]

[The essence of a puppy is pushing his luck the moment you give him an inch. Go on, keep spoiling him!]

[Master can’t become a wife. Ah, no, what I mean is, Master is the wife!]

He nuzzled into my palm.

Just like when he was little.

The village Mo Cangyue came from had been attacked by demon beasts.

No one knew how he had survived that calamity.

I had been ordered to go there and clear out the remaining demonic aura when Mo Cangyue suddenly grabbed the hem of my robe.

He had nowhere to go, so I brought him back to the sect.

His acupoints were blocked, and his spiritual meridians were narrow and constricted.

He hadn’t been born with a constitution suited for cultivation.

I accompanied him as he tempered his body and cleansed his marrow.

At night, nightmares plagued him and kept him from sleeping peacefully.

So I stayed by his bedside and kept a lamp lit for him.

That way, no matter when he woke, the first thing he saw would be me.

Not the terrifying illusions of demon beasts.

He matured early and was sensible, training diligently day after day.

But in his sleep, he would always cling to my hand.

At first, he cried out for help in terror. Later, it became one soft, sticky murmur after another: Master.

After that, when he was thirteen or fourteen, he was no longer so young.

I stopped allowing him to sleep with me.

From then on, Mo Cangyue became even more quiet and withdrawn.

The only time he and I truly fell out was when I overruled all objections and took in Sui Qingjing, who was half human and half demon.

I formed a Life-Bound Pact with Sui Qingjing.

If one day the demon blood within Sui Qingjing awakened and went out of control, I would die together with him.

And just like that, Sui Qingjing remained safely and steadily by my side.

No one could shake my decision. Because of that, Mo Cangyue gave me the cold shoulder for a long time.

Actually, even now, my relationship with Mo Cangyue is still a little strained.

But Sui Qingjing was obedient too.

He followed me around with eager little steps. When I went into seclusion, he had the nerve to go become his senior brother’s little shadow instead.

I always granted every request from the younger one.

Because I had no demands of him whatsoever.

I only wanted him to live this life safe and healthy.

So much so that even after Sui Qingjing grew up, he was still childish in front of me.

As for Mo Cangyue, because of that rift back then, he was no longer as close to me as before.

For a while, Mo Cangyue spent his days in a daze, distracted and absentminded.

After I noticed, I secretly kept an eye on him.

And what a discovery that turned out to be.

I saw Mo Cangyue’s inner demon.

It was jealousy. Mo Cangyue was jealous that Sui Qingjing had stolen me away.

So he wanted to possess me.

He wanted to lock me up, to cover my entire body with his marks and his scent…

He resented why, even after Sui Qingjing grew up, I was still intimate with him.

Why, after he grew up, he could no longer sleep with me.

I didn’t rush in and scold him.

I pretended I had seen nothing and heard nothing.

I did my best to distance myself from Mo Cangyue, treating everything between us as strictly official business.

Fortunately… Mo Cangyue says now

that he will change.