2828: Truly Boring

Truly Boring

Qiao Mu addressed the two individuals with a hint of indifference in her voice.1

"Second Headmaster, you needn't trouble yourself with this matter," Chen Qi remarked through gritted teeth. "This feud lies solely between us brothers."

"As long as that old wretch dares to surface, we, old comrades, will undoubtedly reduce him to mere dust."

Qiao Mu responded with a casual "oh," causing an abrupt chill to permeate the atmosphere. Chen Qi found himself at a loss for words, wondering why he couldn't muster any more words.

/Shouldn't the Second Headmaster be expressing sentiments like, "The Sect Master's affairs are my affairs, and his enemies are my enemies. I'm committed to seeking vengeance alongside all of you," and so on?/

/Why does it feel like she suddenly has nothing more to say?/

Mo Lian and Duan Yue couldn't contain their laughter as they witnessed the bewildered expressions on the two elderly men's faces.

These two individuals clearly didn't comprehend Qiaoqiao's nature. Her Ladyship Qiaoqiao was, in fact, a pragmatic individual. If the other party insisted she stay out of it, she would readily wash her hands of the matter.

"Regarding the behavior of the two Seniors in Beiwang Valley… could it be that you (were responsible for) your own misfortunes?" Qiao Mu inquired with a hint of sarcasm.

Chen Qi exchanged a profound glance with Mo Lian before heaving a sigh. "Ever since Junior Sister departed with that old rascal over two centuries ago, we felt as if we had lost all purpose in life, so we chose to seclude ourselves in meditation."

"It wasn't until we received news of Junior Sister's demise a hundred years ago that we reluctantly emerged from seclusion. Along our journey, we pursued our adversaries in order to avenge Junior Sister."

"Once we vanquished our final foe, we realized that life held no more promise and seemed far less enjoyable."

Hence, we made a wager that whoever succumbed first would be interred in Junior Sister's cenotaph," Chen Qi explained with a sigh. "I shattered my limb meridians and suppressed my senses."

"At the time, I believed I would certainly meet my end," he glared at Lu Zheng, who had spotted him. "Little did I know this rascal would devise a mechanism to prolong my life by thirty years."

"That's the reason Senior willingly plunged into that seemingly bottomless pit," Duan Yue interjected, shooting Lu Zheng an assured look.

"Indeed," Lu Zheng admitted gruffly, "If you hadn't meddled in other people's affairs and insisted on rescuing this old man, I'd probably have starved to death in another year or so!"

"Boring," Qiao Mu commented dispassionately after concluding her assessment, casting a cold glance at the two individuals in question.

Chen Qi suddenly began to lament, beating his chest and stomping his feet. "It's monotonous, utterly monotonous. I can't fathom how I survived these hundred years. Wuwuwu…"

Qiao Mu regarded the weeping old man and flashed a gentler look before speaking softly, "She passed away peacefully. Her fragmented afterimage devised a trap within the secret realm, ensnaring more than twenty generations."

She then proceeded to recount how Xuanji had set up the secret realm and cunningly enticed generation after generation of individuals to enter it. In the end, she explained how they had unwittingly presented all the treasures from past generations to her, the Second Headmaster.

The gathered individuals were left dumbfounded by this revelation.

Even Xuanji's two Senior Brothers couldn't help but smile and nod in agreement. "It's exactly what our Junior Sister would do."

"She toyed with it for over twenty generations. The secret realm opens every ten years, providing her with ample entertainment," Qiao Mu analyzed apathetically. "By the time she reached the final stage, any resentment in her heart had dissipated, replaced only by a sense of nostalgia for this world."

Hence, this seemingly senseless individual had constructed a secret realm and engaged with twenty or so generations of younger individuals as her companions.

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