Chapter 10: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [10]

Chapter 10: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [10]

He wanted to say something but held back, ultimately falling silent. What was he thinking?

Even if Ye Beiyu really had some unspoken feelings for Bai Yan.

Judging by Bai Yan's demeanor, he didn't seem like the type to fall for Ye Beiyu or want to be with him either.

He'd better not hold onto such expectations...

Bai Yan only considered that one possibility but didn't take it to heart. He dropped his gaze briefly, making to get up and change into a new set of clothes.

"Forget it, if he really wants to make a curse doll, let him. It'll give me a chance to see what tricks this long-time pretender of a protagonist has."

Bai Yan said nonchalantly, merely thinking that Ye Beiyu must be scheming against him by secretly taking his belongings.

But he didn't pay it any mind—he was actually curious to see what Ye Beiyu was really made of.

Besides, he had other matters to deal with now and no time to pay attention to Ye Beiyu.

Bai Yan looked at the messenger spirit butterfly that flew in through the window.

"Little Yan'er, Little Yan'er, are you awake? Hurry over once you're awake—I said I'd get you the medicine."

It was Yue Qingxian's voice. Bai Yan only then remembered he had agreed to go pick up the medicine from him, but he had run into Ye Beiyu right after returning yesterday, and after that...

Bai Yan let out a soft sigh, raised a hand to rub his brow, and got ready to head to Yue Qingxian's residence.

The moment he pushed open the door, his face resumed its customary gentle smile.

Upon arriving at Yue Qingxian's place, he saw him fiddling with herbs in the courtyard.

"Little Yan'er, you're here! Come over quickly."

Yue Qingxian grinned and waved at Bai Yan, casually setting down the herbs before shoving all the jars and vials beside him into Bai Yan's hands as he approached.

Bai Yan's eye twitched, and he helplessly stored the items into his storage pouch, then thanked him:

"Thank you, Martial Uncle."

"What's there to thank your Martial Uncle for? By the way, what was going on with you yesterday? I sent a spirit butterfly message, but your quarters were warded with a barrier."

Yue Qingxian clapped his hands, picked up two more herbs, and asked as he walked toward the house.

Bai Yan hurried to keep up, answering his question with a simple: "I was just a little tired yesterday."

"Mm, if you're tired, get some proper rest. I'll leave the sect's matters to Shen Shu for the next few days—you just focus on receiving the Holy Maiden of the Divine Sword Sect."

Yue Qingxian paused mid-step, then smacked his forehead. "Tsk... would you look at my memory."

"The Divine Sword Sect people arrive tomorrow. Go back and get ready as well."

"And that Ye Beiyu... Little Yan'er, I know you have a soft heart. Your master told you to take good care of the boy, so take care of him with all your heart—but you need to think about yourself too."

Yue Qingxian sighed again, shaking his head with helplessness.

"Rather than spending all that time on him, you'd be better off considering your own marriage prospects."

"You're rarely this invested in anyone. If it weren't for your master's orders, I'd really suspect you might like—"

Yue Qingxian had only meant it as a passing remark, but as he spoke, his eyes brightened, feeling like he had stumbled onto something big.

But before he could finish, Bai Yan interrupted him.

"Martial Uncle, don't read too much into it. I look after him because he's my junior brother and blind from birth, so I show him a bit more care. I hold no romantic feelings for him."

Bai Yan's eye twitched—Yue Qingxian seemed especially eager about finding him a cultivation partner.

He had tried to play cupid before, but Bai Yan wasn't interested in those people.

Now how did this get dragged onto Ye Beiyu?

"Really? You truly don't like him?"

Yue Qingxian blinked, staring intently at Bai Yan as if trying to tell if he was telling the truth.

After a moment, he sighed again. "Alright, what a shame then. I thought that kid seemed to really like you..."

Everyone in the Spirit Mountain Sect knew that Ye Beiyu didn't like interacting with others, yet he was glued to Bai Yan all day, calling him Senior Brother this and Senior Brother that.

Though Yue Qingxian felt Bai Yan wasted too much time on Ye Beiyu, it wasn't worth it.

But if Bai Yan also liked Ye Beiyu and that was why he showed favoritism, then it would make sense.

Having received Bai Yan's denial, Yue Qingxian sighed inwardly but didn't dwell on the matter further.

"Then it's settled. Go back and prepare well—receive the Divine Sword Sect people tomorrow."

"Yes."

"If Martial Uncle has nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Bai Yan lowered his eyes, bowed, and turned to leave.

On the way back, he couldn't help but recall Yue Qingxian's words.

Ye Beiyu likes him?

Where on earth did Yue Qingxian get that idea?

At most, Ye Beiyu's behavior toward him was a forced act of obedience and docility under his pressure.

If not for what happened last night, he would have thought Ye Beiyu had always been that well-behaved.

But no matter how well he pretended, it was still an act—nowhere near actual affection...

Bai Yan sneered inwardly, not taking the matter to heart.

He quickened his pace, planning to arrange the reception for the Divine Sword Sect first, then slip down the mountain under some excuse during that time.

The next day, the Divine Sword Sect arrived quickly.

Bai Yan greeted them with a warm smile, having other disciples lead them to their arranged lodgings.

His gaze fell upon the young woman surrounded by the Divine Sword Sect members.

She wore a veil, tall and slender, dressed in a pale purple glazed dress with a white jade pendant at her waist. Her dark hair was coiled into a bun, secured by a white jade hairpin.

Bai Yan met her gaze, and the leader of the Divine Sword Sect immediately spoke with a smile: "This is the Holy Maiden of our Divine Sword Sect."

"Yu Beiyan."

Yu Beiyan spoke up at this moment, calmly speaking her name. Despite the coldness on her face, her voice was as gentle as water.

"Bai Yan."

Bai Yan gave a slight nod in acknowledgment. He couldn't clearly make out the girl's features, probably because the veil was some kind of magical artifact.

The people from the Divine Sword Sect and the Spirit Mountain Sect seemed set on leaving the two of them alone. Soon, the other disciples of the Spirit Mountain Sect led their people to their quarters.

Only Yu Beiyan and Bai Yan remained.

Bai Yan let out a helpless sigh. Those disciples must have been set up by someone beforehand—no need to guess who, it had to be Yue Qingxian.

He remembered Yue Qingxian also mentioning that the Divine Sword Sect's visit had that kind of intention behind it...

"Senior Brother Bai, this is my first time at the Spirit Mountain Sect. Could you show me around?"

Yu Beiyan took the initiative to step forward and strike up a conversation.

Bai Yan couldn't see her face clearly, but when their eyes met, he froze for a second.

Her gorgeous eyes shimmered with something he couldn't quite name, mixed with a hint of deep affection, as if they could drown anyone who looked into them.

"Senior Brother... is it not allowed?"

The beauty looked crestfallen, her bright eyes welling up with tears, enough to tug at anyone's heart.

Bai Yan narrowed his eyes, observing Yu Beiyan, who stood half a head taller than him yet feigned fragility. He let out a soft chuckle.

"Alright."