SQLJBFDTW Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Scandal – A Resurrected Disgrace

Scandal!

For the Wuwu Sect, this was an absolute disgrace of immense proportions.

Especially during the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, when the talented young cultivators from all sects of the Xuanzhen Realm were gathered at the Wuwu Sect. With so many eyes and ears, if word of this spread, the disciples of the Wuwu Sect would be utterly humiliated.

Therefore, as soon as the incident occurred, Lord Shen Du, the temporary administrator of Fuxian Mountain, immediately ordered a news blackout, the arrest of the assailant, and ordered the disciples of the Fuxian Mountain lineage to guard the mountain overnight, in an attempt to suppress the matter.

While outer disciples were left in the dark, two inner disciples of Fuxian Mountain quickly pieced together most of the details and hurried towards Chao Jianxue’s residence, Qingxue House.

When they arrived, Lord Shen Du was in a fit of rage, holding a sword to the neck of a young man in black robes, the sharp tip drawing a bead of blood.

The black-robed youth’s hand trembled slightly, but his words showed no fear, a truly arrogant individual.

“Lord Shen Du has no reason to kill me. Chao Jianxue and I were mutually willing, who knew his constitution was so weak! I am not a disciple of the Wuwu Sect, even if you want to interrogate me, you should ask the Tianyao Sect Leader for his opinion!”

Shen Du struggled to control her strength, barely managing to prevent herself from beheading this brat with a single stroke. Hissing coldly between clenched teeth, she said, “Mo Zezhi, who doesn’t know you’re the youngest son of the Tianyao Sect Leader? Are you threatening me?”

Mo Zezhi had recovered from his initial panic and brazenly said, “Regardless, it was Chao Jianxue who let me into the mountain. It takes two to tango. Lord Shen Du should wait for Chao Jianxue to wake up and question him!”

He was not wrong. Fuxian Mountain had a mountain gate restriction, making it difficult for outsiders to enter easily. It was indeed Chao Jianxue who broke the sect rules first. Shen Du choked on her anger, resentfully withdrawing her sword. She added a suppressing pressure, causing Mo Zezhi, who was already kneeling, to bend even further, dripping with cold sweat.

“You better pray that Chao Jianxue can wake up!” Shen Du said coldly.

However, fate did not grant her wish.

A short while later, the physician walked out of the inner chamber and shook his head at Shen Du, “Excessive fright, the heart meridian is shattered, he is dead.”

Everyone was shocked by the news.

The two disciples exchanged glances. Although there was some pity, there was basically no grief.

Who was Chao Jianxue?

In name, he was the eldest disciple of the Fuxian Mountain lineage of the Wuwu Sect, but in terms of cultivation, talent, and intelligence, he wasn’t outstanding in any way. Everyone knew that his title of eldest disciple came from connections—

He was the adopted son of Lord Qishan. Lord Qishan was away all year round and did not interfere in sect affairs, so he entrusted him to his junior brother, Lord Mu Yuan, the master of Fuxian Mountain, as his first disciple.

However, Chao Jianxue was born weak and sickly, with a touch of foolishness. Lord Mu Yuan pitied him for his difficulty in cultivation, so he let him be, as long as Chao Jianxue didn’t go too far in his actions, he wouldn’t interfere.

Under the indulgence and doting of the two Lords, Chao Jianxue idled about all day in his early years, doing some shameful and stupid things, such as picking all the Lingyun flowers that only bloomed once every two hundred years in the neighboring Wenyao Hall to celebrate his master’s breakthrough to the Mahayana stage;

Such as engaging in banditry, snatching the heavenly treasures that his master wanted to reward the disciples with;

And such as courting death, recklessly intruding into dangerous places where normal disciples cultivated, causing his junior brothers and sisters to fail in their cultivation to rescue him…

Later, everyone ostracized him in the open and in secret, and he stopped causing trouble.

Speaking of Chao Jianxue, the fellow disciples had a bellyful of complaints to make.

But now, Chao Jianxue had really killed himself this time.

Hearing the news of his death, Mo Zezhi realized he was in trouble, but still insisted that the fault wasn’t his, since the dead could not testify.

Shen Du rubbed her forehead in a headache and asked Chao Jianxue’s second disciple, “How long before your master returns?”

The second disciple, Nan Shan, stepped out of his position and respectfully cupped his hands, “I have already sent a message to my master. He will be here within an hour.”

This matter not only needed to be known by Mu Yuan, but also by Lord Qishan…

Shen Du was physically and mentally exhausted. She sat down and rubbed her temples, summoning the witnessing disciple, “Tell me again in detail what you saw.”

The disciple was relatively calm and repeated the original situation word for word.

Half an hour ago, he was patrolling the night with a lantern.

When he passed by Qingxue House, he suddenly heard the sound of something smashing on the ground, as well as Chao Jianxue’s exclamation, followed by a struggle, and then Chao Jianxue began to shout “Help,” but barely managed to utter a sound before his mouth was covered, making “woo woo” noises.

The disciple had a bad feeling and immediately forced his way into Qingxue House.

When he entered the inner chamber, he saw two people on the couch with disheveled clothes. One person was straddling Chao Jianxue. Seeing someone come in, he panicked and fled out the window.

The disciple blew the secret whistle. Before long, the patrolling disciples arrived and captured Mo Zezhi. As for him, he watched Chao Jianxue, slowly walked forward to investigate, and found his eyes wide open, without breath.

The nature of the matter was obvious. Mo Zezhi wanted to commit an indecent act but failed, causing the weak Chao Jianxue to die of fright.

But the key was that without Chao Jianxue’s consent, Mo Zezhi could not have crossed the inner sect restriction of Qingxue House on Fuxian Mountain at all.

Mo Zezhi insisted that the two were mutually willing and in love, and Shen Du laughed angrily, “Chao Jianxue has never left the Wuwu Sect, he only saw you at the Immortal Sect Grand Competition three days ago. How could the Tianyao Sect raise such a lecherous insect like you!”

Chao Jianxue’s reputation as the eldest disciple was terrible, but he had an extremely beautiful face, which no one could deny.

There were still people who risked picking beauty with poisonous thorns, let alone Chao Jianxue, who was just a useless bag with a Foundation Establishment cultivation.

After all, he was a child she had watched grow up. Shen Du had pity as well as indifference for Chao Jianxue. At this time, she was extremely disgusted with Mo Zezhi and sneered, “I don’t believe that the Tianyao Sect dares to protect a villain like you!”

Mo Zezhi said, “I didn’t accomplish anything! He scared himself to death! Does the Wuwu Sect want to frame me?”

Shen Du struck out with another wave of pressure, slamming Mo Zezhi’s face into the ground, preventing him from speaking further.

In less than an hour, a white-robed figure appeared at Qingxue House. It was Lord Mu Yuan, who had rushed over.

“How is Jianxue?” he asked Shen Du, whose answer was self-evident.

Lord Mu Yuan went to the inner chamber and came out again, sighing deeply, “How am I going to explain this to my senior brother…”

He looked at Mo Zezhi, who was lying on the ground.

“This matter must be reported to the Sect Leader before the Tianyao Sect finds out. I will personally go and report it.” After saying that, he raised his foot to leave.

The third disciple, Qiu Shui, asked, “Master, what about Junior Brother?”

“Yu Wei will be back tomorrow. I’ll leave him to handle the aftermath.”

The master and disciple were originally exorcising demons. Fortunately, when they received the news, the demons had already been eliminated, so Mu Yuan was able to return immediately.

The two could see that their master’s expression was solemn, and they all lowered their heads and stopped talking, sighing in their hearts as they looked at each other.

Chao Jianxue was annoying, but his sudden death was really caught them off guard.

Unexpectedly, the Sect Leader’s message arrived before Mu Yuan could set off. Lord Mu Yuan pinched it out of thin air, and the message slowly unfolded before his eyes.

After reading it, he frowned deeply.

Shen Du leaned over and asked, “What did the Sect Leader say… Release Mo Zezhi, why?”

Because the Tianyao Sect had already received the news and sent their eldest disciple with the Sect Leader’s confidants to rescue him; because after investigation, it was indeed Chao Jianxue who opened the restriction and let him in; because it was currently the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, and the Wuwu Sect could not let such a scandalous affair spread…

Of course, there was also the fact that Chao Jianxue was a useless bag, and his weight was not comparable to the Tianyao Sect’s outstanding young master.

Shen Du was greatly shocked, “If we let him go, what about Lord Qishan?”

Lord Mu Yuan crushed the message, his sharp eyes shooting towards Mo Zezhi on the ground, who was breathing a sigh of relief.

He said triumphantly, “Your sect leader has already spoken, why don’t you let me go quickly!”

Mu Yuan flicked his fingers in the void, and a spirit sword appeared horizontally in front of his chest, its sword intent greatly increasing.

The strong killing intent spread, and everyone was surprised. Mo Zezhi trembled and squirmed on the ground, “You can’t kill me! If you kill me, my father won’t let you go! The Tianyao Sect is second only to the Wuwu Sect, do you want a split between the two sects? How can you kill me for a useless person!”

Lord Mu Yuan gripped the hilt of his sword, “Lawless!”

Just as he was about to strike, a few faint coughs suddenly came from the inner chamber, followed by the rustling of struggling movements.

Although the sound was small, it was like a thunderclap on flat ground.

Everyone stopped moving and turned their heads to look.

Chao Jianxue emerged from the doorway with a weak and sickly expression, his face as pale as a ghost, his sweat-soaked raven-black hair pressed against his shoulders like seaweed.

He said in a weak, hoarse voice, “I want water—”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Lord Mu Yuan had also personally confirmed the news of his death, how could he be resurrected from the dead?

But it was good that he wasn’t dead, and there was room for maneuver. Mo Zezhi struggled and shouted, “Chao Jianxue, quickly explain to your master! You took the initiative to let me in, you said you liked me, didn’t you!”

He wanted to prove that at worst, it was an attempted adultery.

Chao Jianxue looked over blankly, his gaze sluggish and unable to find focus, as if he was trying hard to find his memory. His head ached violently, and he said with a dry throat, “It seems like…”

There was indeed this memory. He remembered this person’s name, and he remembered his smile to him.

“Thump.”

Chao Jianxue fainted again.

So the scene was greatly chaotic. The dead had come back to life, the disciples went back and forth to fetch medicine and spiritual treasures, and the Lord was repairing his damaged heart. Because of his words, Mo Zezhi was also temporarily imprisoned back in his original residence during the Immortal Sect Grand Competition to await disposal.

In a daze, Chao Jianxue’s head gradually cleared.

Unfamiliar memories flooded into his mind, allowing him to slowly clarify the current situation.

He had transmigrated and was now the useless eldest disciple of the number one immortal sect in the Xuanzhen Realm, the Wuwu Sect. Apart from a few elders who pitied him and indulged him, he was basically hated by everyone.

As for why he died tonight—

The silly original owner secretly went to the scene of the Immortal Sect Grand Competition three days ago. Amidst everyone’s dislike and disdain, only this Mo Zezhi treated him with a smile, gave him a bag of sweet cakes produced by the Tianyao Sect, and said to him “Jianxue Shixiong is very good.”

The original owner was hit by the sweet words he had never heard before, and his heart pounded immediately.

Although his brain was not bright, he vaguely knew that he was not liked, even those outer disciples who were usually close to him were only for the various spiritual tools and treasures in his hands.

This was the first time that such a handsome person praised him and gave him something without asking for anything in return.

Therefore, when Mo Zezhi called him out tonight to let himself in and asked him if he liked himself, he also happily nodded and did so.

Who knew that Mo Zezhi had no good intentions from the beginning? After entering the house, he was bestial and taken advantage of him, wanted to force himself upon him, and the original owner died in fright.

And just now, when he had just awakened and was mentally confused, he seemed to have answered whether he liked him or not.

His answer was “yes.”

Yes… yes his head!

The original owner was really an idiot! An idiot who could be tricked away with a bag of sweet cakes!

As he was about to wake up, he heard someone talking in the inner chamber.

It was said that Mo Zezhi not only did not restrain himself after returning, but instead blamed Chao Jianxue. He described to his fellow disciples how Chao Jianxue had a homosexual tendency, how he deliberately seduced him, and how he tried to refuse in every possible way, and was trapped for a night.

Chao Jianxue’s heart burst into flames, his eyes widened in anger, scaring the approaching Lord Shen Du.

“Jianxue, how are you? Can you speak?” She made a ‘V’ sign in front of Chao Jianxue’s eyes, “Can you see how many this is?”

Chao Jianxue couldn’t catch his breath, grabbed her sleeve, sat up, lowered his head, and vomited a mouthful of black blood with a ‘wah’ sound.

Lord Mu Yuan dismissed the returning disciples and came in, saying, “Alright, vomiting the stagnant blood means you’ve made it through.”

Suddenly, he heard Chao Jianxue say while vomiting, “Mo… surname Mo… where is he…”

Lord Mu Yuan said helplessly, “After investigation, it was indeed you who let him in, Jianxue. Since you’re fine, don’t think about it.”

Chao Jianxue trembled and spat out the last mouthful of blood.

“That kind of scum cannot be let off so easily.”

The original owner was really scared to death.

The abuser spread rumors, he should be hung on a southeastern branch [a form of punishment].