Su Yan nodded to himself. This wasn't too bad. Now, he could skip straight to the trouble that was brewing on the sect master's peak. Mn, this would probably be fun.
[Ziju An and his disciple arrived at a scene the Grandmaster wouldn't have expected. The rules for the sect admission test seemed to have been announced already but the test wasn't about to commence. There was somebody making trouble.
"No! I won't start the test if he isn't here yet!"
The one making a ruckus was a small child around Dou Fang Hai's age. He was quite tall for a boy his age, neatly dressed and even equipped with a short sword meant for children. One look was enough to ascertain that he was someone from a well-off family.
Ziju An's eyebrows raised slightly. He could imagine who this boy was. Most likely this was exactly the one the Elders had wanted him to take as a disciple. Well, he definitely wouldn't do so. His own disciple was so lovable. He definitely wouldn't exchange him for such a rude brat.
He lightly stepped onto the square in front of the sect master's palace and put Dou Fang Hai on the ground. The boy pursed his lips and faced the other side, indignant that his wife had carried him there. Shouldn't it be the other way around?!
His master didn't pick up on his feelings and motioned toward the elevated seats where the sect master and the elders sat. "Xiao Fang, let's go and great the sect master."
Dou Fang Hai looked over and saw a few rows of handsome people sitting there. He examined them closely before looking up at the pretty sister next to him. Then he nodded in satisfaction. It really was like his father always said. He had very good eyesight! His wife was definitely the prettiest!
"Grandmaster Ziju!" Peak Master Su's expression brightened.
His head disciple was the one that had just explained the rules of the sect admission test to the children that had passed the preliminary test. And now his disciple was also the one that had to deal with the youngest prince. That definitely wasn't something he wanted to be dragged out. Thankfully, the person in question had finally come!
"Mn." Ziju An nodded slightly and led Dou Fang Hai toward the seats of the elders. "Sect Master."
"Senior Martial Brother, you've come. I was starting to wonder if you wanted to skip watching the admission test. Well, I couldn't really believe you'd do that. You promised to come, after all."
"Mn." Ziju An nodded once again and took Dou Fang Hai's hand. "Let's go and watch the test from up there."
Dou Fang Hai didn't budge when Ziju An stepped forward. He couldn't let himself be carried and dragged around by his wife! What would the other boys say?!
Ziju An smiled. "You don't want to? But the view will be much better from there."
Dou Fang Hai pondered and finally nodded. "Alright. Since you want to have a better view I'll allow it."
The Elders collectively gaped. Did this … Did this brat just 'allow' their Grandmaster to go sit in his seat? And did the Grandmaster just allow it and go up there with the boy? And wait … wasn't that …
"Eh, Senior Martial Brother, the seat where that boy just sat down, that is Elder Su's seat."
"Oh?" Ziju An looked beside him but only smiled. They invited him but didn't think of preparing a seat for his disciple. That Peak Master Su deserved to stand for the rest of the admission test.
Dou Fang Hai didn't even listen. He was just happy. His future wife had been right. The view from up here was really much better! He could see everything clearly. Whatever that test was that was supposed to happen here he would be able to observe everything.
Dou Fang Hai happily turned back to his master and grabbed his hand.
Ziju An smiled back at him.
Sect Master Xue leaned over and curiously looked at the boy. "So, who's this?"
"My disciple."
"Your disciple?" Xue Chang Fu raised his brows. "Huh? You already accepted a disciple?"
"Mn. Didn't you say I should take one in this time around? So I went and took a look at the preliminary tests. This one met my eye so I took him in."
"Oh, you're quite fast. I thought you'd wait until the last possible moment before you decide."
Ziju An didn't answer. Somebody else had something to say to that though.
"Grandmaster! What do you mean your new disciple? What about prince Jin?"
"Prince Jin?" Grandmaster Ziju was the one to raise his brows this time. "What about him?"
"Wasn't it agreed upon that he would become your disciple?"
Peak Master Su really would have liked to pull the boy next to the Grandmaster down from the seat. Never mind that that was his seat, how could they arbitrarily offend the royal family of the Jin Kingdom?! And it was obvious that taking in another disciple shortly before him would offend the young prince!
Grandmaster Ziju only stared at the peak master. They both knew that nothing had been agreed upon. They knew, the other elders knew, and the sect master knew, too. It had only been mentioned by Elder Su when they met prior to the preliminary tests but Ziju An, as well as the sect master, had both ignored him. Wasn't that like saying that they didn't agree?
Hearing Peak Master Su's words and noticing the missing reaction to his words the boy that had already made a ruckus before couldn't hold back any longer. "What are you talking about? Naturally, the Grandmaster is going to be my master! I'm Jin Bao Fu!"
Ziju An slightly frowned. He definitely didn't like this kind of entitlement just because of someone's family background.
Seeing that his senior martial brother had no intention to react Xue Chang Fu didn't say anything either. He hadn't been the one to stir this up. Should the idiot who had tried to challenge the Grandmaster's choices solve the problem. He'd just lean back and enjoy the show.]
Su Yan grinned happily and rubbed his hands. This had always been the part he liked most about xianxia novels: When the main character was minding his own business but some idiot just had to come knocking at his door to challenge him. Naturally, the opponent would lose by a mile.
He really, really wanted to have the situation escalate and develop into a sword fight where his protagonist showed everyone what he was made of. Especially this was also what the readers had wished for. Unfortunately … his protagonist was a little brat that probably hadn't even held a sword as of yet while his opponent was the prince of a kingdom that had probably enjoyed at least basic training. If it really came to a sword fight, Jin Bao Fu would certainly mop the floor with Dou Fang Hai.
Su Yan sighed. Ah, this wasn't how he had imagined his novel to be! What should he do? Could he rewrite everything? But he had already published the first part …
Uh, what should he do now? Su Yan pursed his lips and looked for his boyfriend but he wasn't there. Right, Nie Chang had gone to talk about the lunch with Old Lao and Gong Gong. So, he couldn't ask him. Ah … This really was hard.
Well, considering that he couldn't start writing the story in a different manner he had to find a solution for the current scene. A sword fight was out of the question but there had to be some escalation. Maybe Jin Bao Fu would continue to make a ruckus and finally be told off by Ziju An which would make him hate Dou Fang Hai in turn because the one whom Ziju An defended should have been him.
Su Yan frowned. That would work but it was so … anti-climatic. No, he didn't want that! There had to be at least some kind of confrontation between his protagonist and his antagonist. Wouldn't it be boring otherwise?
Mn, maybe they could compete in something else than a sword fight? But Dou Fang Hai didn't know about cultivation either. The things he knew about …
Su Yan's lips twitched. He couldn't do that, could he? Wouldn't the readers lynch him for that? But it sounded like the most plausible thing to happen in the story. Su Yan looked around to make sure nobody watched him commit this crime and continued to write his second story.
[When he still didn't get any reaction from the man he wanted to be his master or the sect master that should have intervened by now Jin Bao Fu clenched his fists. He glared at Peak Master Su and then turned to Dou Fang Hai. Never mind the old man this was the person he had called the Grandmaster's disciple. This boy was the person who had stolen his position!
"You!" He pointed straight at Dou Fang Hai's nose, his face scrunched up in anger. "Get down here and duel me! I won't let you become the Grandmaster's disciple!"
Dou Fang Hai blinked at pointed at his own nose. It seemed that this boy was pointing at him? But what was he talking about?
"Yes, you! Get down here already!"
Dou Fang Hai blinked and turned to look at the person beside him. He had just come up here with his future wife so that they could watch the test. Why was somebody asking him to come down now? He didn't want to!
Turning back to the boy Dou Fang Hai shook his head. "Don't wanna!" He decisively returned his attention to Ziju An, holding onto his bigger hand with both of his small ones now.
This move naturally enraged Jin Bao Fu even further. His face flushed red in anger and his finger that was still pointing at Dou Fang Hai trembled. "You … How dare you! I said I challenge you to a duel! You're not a man if you don't accept! Hmph!" Jin Bao Fu crossed his arms in front of his chest and smirked. He was feeling really smug right now. After all, he was sure that nobody would be able to bear such a taunt. In a moment, this hateful boy would be down here and duel him and then he would show the Grandmaster that he was a far better disciple for him!
Unfortunately, Dou Fang Hai didn't play along. Instead, he was wondering why his future wife was looking so displeased. This couldn't be! He had just gone home with her and had wanted to have some fun but she didn't like it at all! He had to do something! Well, first of all, he had to find out what the issue was.
He pulled at Ziju An's sleeve to get his attention. "Are you bored? You're looking so displeased."
"Oh. He's being disrespectful to you."
"And you can't stand it?" Dou Fang Hai's face brightened. So his wife was angry on his behalf! Ah, he had really found the right pretty sister to marry! "Then I'll go and accept his challenge!" Dou Fang Hai stood up. Instead of hurrying down there immediately, he grabbed Ziju An's shoulder, leaned over and pressed a wet kiss onto his cheek. Then, under the shocked gazes of the petrified Elders he walked down to Jin Bao Fu to make his future wife happy again.
Sect Master Xue Chang Fu couldn't help but lean over to Ziju An. "Eh, Senior Martial Brother, say what did just happen?"
"Mn?"
"Your disciple … seems awfully close to you? How did that happen?"
Ziju An watched his disciple descend the steps. "Oh, isn't that because those disciples of your sect mistreated him? Because of that he didn't want to join the Jin Shan Sect in any case. Actually, he even refused to let me talk about it so in the end I could only promise to marry him to lure him here."
Xue Chang Fu stared at his senior martial brother before turning to the other side. He clutched the shoulder of the other Elder next to him and started to laugh unabashedly. "Ah, Elder Yue, did you hear this? My senior martial brother … Hahah, he actually had to promise to marry someone to take in a disciple! Hahahaha!"
The elder brusquely threw the troublesome sect master off. Want to laugh? Hmph, do it somewhere else!]
Bad news, guys: I got sick so I can't promise that I'll be able to update for the next two days. I'll try to get at least one chapter done but I won't promise anything.
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