Fantasy Diary/C8 Master, Did You Say Something Wrong?
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C8 Master, Did You Say Something Wrong?

Ye Ning's eyes sparkled with realization, and he couldn't help but admire his own cleverness. "My educational strategy is a resounding success!" he thought proudly. Who says you can't be an expert in education? Qingwei has become so understanding in an instant!

If Chen Qingwei were true to her usual self, she'd likely be secretly applauding by now, sneaking peeks and thinking, "Great! I get to see Eldest Senior Brother in action again!" Normally, she'd just be reveling in the excitement. But now? She's stepping up to shield her senior brother from trouble.

Watching his junior sister's determined departure, Ye Ning felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Yet, the original story's setup soon came to mind, prompting a reminder to himself, "Ye Ning, stay vigilant. If you let your guard down, you might meet your end at the hands of your junior sister—or rather, her father."

...

Chen Qingwei deliberately held back her power as the two women engaged in combat. The fight was captivating, especially given their current level of skill. Chiang Yun, although only in the Foundation Establishment Realm and new to the sect, fought with a raw, formidable style, thanks to her potent lineage. Her approach was straightforward and forceful, a stark contrast to many male disciples in the Irontalons Sect who couldn't hold a candle to her. To her peers, Chiang Yun was a daunting figure.

But her adversary was Chen Qingwei. Despite her penchant for laziness in her practice, the meticulous coaching from Ye Ning since childhood and the stringent discipline of their 'female devil' Master, Jin Lingzi, had paid off. Even with Chiang Yun's exceptional bloodline, Chen Qingwei could guide her with ease. It wasn't long before she deployed a minor palm lightning technique, securing her victory over Chiang Yun.

Chen Qingwei then offered a sincere critique: "Junior sister, you're the strongest I've seen at our level. But since you're new to the sect, you're not yet familiar with many secret techniques. With dedicated practice, you'll surely excel."

Chiang Yun accepted the praise gracefully. "I admire your profound cultivation, senior sister," she acknowledged, respect evident in her voice. Initially, Chiang Yun wasn't thrilled to see Chen Qingwei take the lead, but any hard feelings dissipated in light of the day's valuable lessons.

"Your cultivation is profound, senior sister. I hold it in high regard," Chiang Yun admitted.

Chen Qingwei responded with a smile, "I owe much of my skill to Eldest Senior Brother's guidance. Now, if there's nothing else, you may leave, junior sister."

While Chiang Yun had only half-listened to the earlier remarks, the last statement caught her full attention. "All thanks to Eldest Senior Brother's guidance?" She recognized Chen Qingwei's deep comprehension of the Taoist arts. Coming from the Chiang family, where experts were many, she knew that if those experts were to lower their cultivation to her level, the outcome would be quite different.

"This Eldest Senior Brother must truly be skilled," Chiang Yun mused, her respect growing. "The Irontalons Sect's reputation as the former leading orthodox sect is well-deserved. It's no wonder my grandfather insisted I join them." Indeed, the Chiang family was well-regarded in the Cultivation World.

Grandfather Jiang Tian He was a renowned powerhouse among the current orthodox factions.

The Chiang family typically practiced their cultivation within the family.

Yet, Grandfather was adamant that she join the Irontalons.

Initially, Chiang Yun was resistant to the idea.

She was seething with frustration.

But when she saw the Irontalons' Eldest Senior Brother emerge from seclusion, in a fit of passion, she challenged him to a duel.

Now, she was thoroughly convinced!

And she was brimming with excitement for what lay ahead.

...

"Eh? Why is this lady giving me such an intense stare?"

That intensity was not just figurative—it was literal!

This female warrior was anything but subtle.

"Alright, break it up, everyone, break it up!"

"Your Eldest Senior Brother has just finished his seclusion and needs to visit the Irontalons' hall to pay respects to our sect master!"

Elder Mu and the rest came out and dispersed the crowd.

"Phew..."

The drama of emerging from seclusion had played out flawlessly!

"And I managed not to jinx myself!"

Both heroines were dealt with smoothly, without offending either.

Today's success belonged to Chen Qingwei.

Look at that, she's even smiling at me.

Ye Ning knew exactly what that smile meant.

In essence, it said: "Senior Brother, I've accomplished something great, I really did! Now, give me some praise!"

Ye Ning was never one to withhold compliments when they were due.

"Qingwei, you've done well today," he commended.

As expected, Chen Qingwei beamed, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

"But!"

Ye Ning's smile vanished, replaced by a stern expression.

"Your sword strike was off by an inch."

"Your evasion of Chiang Yun's attack was delayed by two full breaths!"

"The temperature in your palm when casting Lightning Palm was clearly incorrect!"

...

Ye Ning, ever the professional, meticulously corrected Chen Qingwei's errors.

He knew her personality all too well—give her a bit of sunshine, and she'd shine brightly.

"Ya, ya, ya, Senior Brother, you're so mean!"

Huff, huff!

Here she was, shielding you from trouble, and yet you're picking her apart!

After her outburst, Chen Qingwei turned to leave, indignant.

Ye Ning hesitated.

Then, he sighed deeply.

It was a while before he spoke again. "Qingwei, I'm worried that if I don't teach you now, I might not get another chance..."

"When your memories return and your father arrives, how will I be able to guide you?"

But to Chen Qingwei, his words carried a different weight.

"Senior Brother!"

A sharp pang struck her heart.

It hurt!

She cut him off.

"Senior Brother, I've taken to heart what you've said."

"I'll go practice right now!"

...

"Little sister, you still need to meet with Master."

"While diligence in cultivation is essential, it's not something that can be rushed."

"Oh, understood, Senior Brother."

In that moment, Chen Qingwei felt as if every word from Senior Brother was a parting message.

She failed to see the usually solemn Eldest Senior Brother Ye's lips curling into an involuntary smile.

"Look at that, I knew I had a knack for teaching."

"If I had pursued a career in education, I might have reached the top by now!"

But talk was cheap; he had pressing matters to attend to.

Like meeting with Master Jin Lingzi, the person who had influenced him the most.

As a child, Ye Ning had been left to die in a cellar.

Jin Lingzi discovered Ye Ning and brought him back. It was Jin Lingzi who instilled hope in Ye Ning and saved his life. As Ye Ning became Jin Lingzi's disciple and grew up, he developed feelings beyond those of a student for his teacher—complex, unspoken emotions that should not have existed.

Over time, Jin Lingzi's expectations transformed into a heavy burden for Ye Ning, driving him toward demonic corruption. Eventually, the backlash was unleashed! Ye Ning constantly reassured himself, "Stay true to yourself, Ye Ning, and keep calm!"

The bottom line: Don't blow your cover! Although the system was supposed to be foolproof, the anxiety was a natural response. After all, Master Jin Lingzi was a formidable figure, his mastery of the Dao Transformation Stage sustaining the very existence of the Irontalons!

Upon entering the Irontalons Palace, Ye Ning promptly paid his respects, "Disciple Ye Ning greets Master! After three years of seclusion, I have not disappointed you, Master, and have achieved the Golden Core."

"Master, has there been any activity from the forces of darkness? Any demonic disturbances?"

"Should there be any, I am ready to vanquish the demons and uphold the glory of the Irontalons!"

Jin Lingzi's greatest wish was for Ye Ning to slay demons and elevate the Irontalons' renown. In essence, this celestial figure was sparing no effort in urging Ye Ning to become a legendary figure revered by the entire Cultivation World—a sentiment akin to the proverbial "hoping one's child becomes a dragon," reflecting the projection of one's own aspirations onto their offspring. Previously, Jin Lingzi was oblivious to this, as were both she and Ye Ning.

But now, with Ye Ning having crossed over, he was privy to Jin Lingzi's secret glances at his diary. Jin Lingzi, with a soft tone, addressed him, "Ning, you have worked tirelessly. The task of demon slaying is for your Master and the elders to handle. You've just emerged from seclusion; take some time to rest."

Ye Ning was baffled. "Master, what are you saying? You're telling me to rest? That's not a line I'd expect from you!"

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