56. Reverend Wujing, who practices the Dao of Heartlessness

Upon hearing those words, Sovereign Wujing's complexion turned even paler. So the only reason she was occasionally allowed to stay here was because of her master?

"By the way, Junior Sister, do you still want to stay here, or would you like to change rooms?" Li Yun asked.

"Where is Senior Brother planning to move me?" Sovereign Wujing asked with a trace of anticipation.

"Your original room is definitely out of the question. The first and second rooms on the left are both occupied, and A-Yan has always lived in the second room on the right. Since Junior Sister will likely be entering seclusion soon, why don't you just squeeze in with Jiuge and the others?" Sovereign Wujing was left completely speechless by Li Yun's final remark, and even Exalted Lord Wudao was at a loss for words. What a hopeless, emotionally dense blockhead!

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Sovereign Wujing agreed in a self-punishing manner, growing increasingly doubtful of herself.

Especially regarding her two senior brothers, whose attention was entirely focused on their disciples. Being the only female allowed into the Chief's Courtyard no longer felt like a point of pride for her.

"Senior Brother, I'm going back to my room to rest." Sovereign Wujing left in a flurry of humiliation and defeat. She feared that if she listened any longer, she would erupt, say something regrettable, and even have her privilege of entering and exiting the Chief's Courtyard revoked. Most of all, she feared losing sight of Senior Brother Wuzhan!

Inside the room, Lin Jiuge was guiding Lin Jiuci in practicing the *Qi-Governing Scripture*. Lin Jiuci was learning with utmost dedication. Her sister had told her that mastering this would improve her physical health, and she had taken those words to heart.

Following her sister's instructions, Lin Jiuci practiced diligently. The miniature version of the *Blood Refining* technique felt very comfortable for her to soak in, and Lin Jiuge took care of all the manic agitation brought on by the cultivation technique. Looking at the thick stack of *Don't Get Angry* manuals on the table, Lin Jiuci felt that, despite her young age, she had completely lost any drive to be competitive. In her senior brother's words, she was like a Buddhist cultivator from the West—very detached and zen. Though she didn't fully understand the term, she knew how to use it.

"Knock, knock, knock." The sound of knocking interrupted their cultivation. Having been here for so long, this was the first time the two of them had ever heard a knock; their master, senior uncle, and senior brother always just shouted from outside.

"Who is it?" Lin Jiuge asked.

"It's me."

"It's Senior Uncle Wujing." Lin Jiuge went to open the door.

Sovereign Wujing said nothing and walked in leisurely. The room's furnishings still bore traces of her own arrangement, but many new items had been added—a mismatched bathtub and scattered sheets of paper. Sovereign Wujing picked up one of the papers, utterly shocked by its contents.

"Did you compile this?" Sovereign Wujing asked softly.

"No, it's something circulating in the mortal realm that I copied down." Lin Jiuge shook her head as she walked over to Lin Jiuci.

"You copied it? It's written so well." Sovereign Wujing's emotions were in turmoil. She had been practically furious when she came out of seclusion and saw all this, and she was still in an angry state, especially toward the two Lin sisters. She admitted that she had been projecting her anger.

Yet upon seeing this, much of her anger dissipated. Indeed, life is like a play, and her life should not remain trapped in this manner.

"Does Senior Uncle need anything?" Sensing that this senior uncle's mental state seemed somewhat abnormal, Lin Jiuge shifted her position imperceptibly to ensure Lin Jiuci wouldn't be harmed.

"By the way, your master said I should live with you two sisters." Sovereign Wujing composed her emotions, effortlessly folded and pocketed the text she was holding, and then intentionally omitted a few details just to indulge in a bit of mischievous malice.

"Has Master prepared a bed?" Lin Jiuge asked calmly.

"A bed?" Sovereign Wujing was puzzled.

"There is only one bed. Where will Senior Uncle sleep?" Lin Jiuge asked earnestly.

"You're Jiuge, right? You should know that this room has always belonged to me," Sovereign Wujing said, her mood improving slightly.

"After I arrived, Master assigned the room to us sisters," Lin Jiuge replied crisply. The owner of the room had indeed designated it for the two sisters' use.

"Then what should we do?" Sovereign Wujing tossed the problem right back at Lin Jiuge.

"Master, please come here for a moment," Lin Jiuge called out directly.

"Jiuge, is there a problem?" Li Yun looked at the two opposing parties in bewilderment.

"Master, this room belongs to me and Jiuci, right?" Lin Jiuge first wanted to establish ownership of the room.

"That is correct." Li Yun nodded, completely oblivious to Sovereign Wujing's look of disappointment.

"In that case, if Senior Uncle wishes to stay temporarily, Master should arrange another room for her," Lin Jiuge continued.

"But—"

"Since the room belongs to me and Jiuci, we are the mistresses of this house, and naturally we have the right to decide whether or not to lend it out. Now that we do not agree, Master should make proper arrangements for his junior sister's accommodation. Please."

Li Yun snapped back to his senses. Not only him, but even his junior sister had been politely shown the door by Lin Jiuge!

Li Yun! He was supposed to be the master, right? As for Sovereign Wujing, she couldn't help marveling at what a unique personality her senior brother's disciple possessed, but right now, she rather liked it. Thanks to these two sisters, she had finally found herself again.

"Senior Brother, I've just been escorted out by your disciple." Yet this didn't stop her from enjoying the spectacle.

"Junior Sister, how about you take the fourth room?" Li Yun instinctively skipped the third room and moved straight to the fourth.

"Senior Brother, you yourself said that my master and your master are on very good terms," Sovereign Wujing said with a faint sigh.

"Senior Uncle, do you not have quarters of your own in the sect?" Lin Jiuge opened the door and asked, looking puzzled.

"Of course I do," Sovereign Wujing replied, failing to understand the point of the question.

"If you have your own quarters, why don't you return to them?" Lin Jiuge pressed on.

Struck by this soul-searching question, Li Yun experienced a sudden flash of enlightenment. Ah, right! His junior sister had her own quarters, so he didn't need to arrange anything at all.

"Junior Sister, if you have any questions you can always come and ask us, but as for sleeping arrangements, you should return to your own quarters."

"Senior Brother, now that you have disciples, you've become so much more heartless." Hearing those words, even though Sovereign Wujing was in a much better mood, a sharp pang of sorrow pierced her heart. If only her senior brother had hesitated for even a second, she wouldn't have felt quite this sad.

"How can you call that heartless? I simply forgot before, but remembering now isn't too late," Li Yun said with an expression of sudden realization.

"Then I'll have to trouble Senior Brother in the future." Sovereign Wujing's heart finally hardened completely. From now on, her mind would hold only cultivation, and no man would ever find a place in her heart again!

*Boom.* A sudden change rippled through Sovereign Wujing's aura.

"Oh? Looks like Junior Sister has finally seen through the trials of mortal emotion. The Heartless Dao has finally reached perfection," Exalted Lord Wudao exclaimed in surprise.

Why were the two masters on such good terms? It was entirely because Sovereign Wujing's lineage practiced the Heartless Dao, while their own sect leader's lineage was notorious for being devastatingly handsome yet completely devoid of emotional intelligence.

They naturally attracted countless female cultivators who flocked to them like ducks, only to be left heartbroken and desolate by the sect's legendary, unyielding denseness. However, for those cultivating the Heartless Dao, these men were the absolute best candidates for overcoming the trial of emotions!

Unfortunately, his junior sister had genuinely fallen for one, causing her cultivation to stagnate in the Ethereal Sky Realm, unable to ever cross the threshold into the Venerable Realm.

This time, seeing her finally break through was truly a joyous and celebratory occasion. Sovereign Wujing had genuinely figured it out. She had let go of a clueless, blockheaded man, but in return, she had reclaimed her cultivation! Her master was entirely right: "Without a man in your heart, drawing your blade is naturally swift!"

"Senior Brother, Junior Sister won't disturb you any longer. Once I emerge from seclusion, it will be time for me to scout for disciples."