Jiang Che's Headache

Ji Qingyi was almost grinding her back teeth to dust. Although she was only fourteen years old, her possessiveness toward Jiang Che had already become almost pathological.

Even her beloved Senior Sister annoyed her.

As everyone knows, the dogs that bite never bark, and yanderes who are capable of bloodshed never waste words.

Ji Qingyi silently walked away.

"Mwah—"

Mo Shangxue planted a big, wet kiss directly on Jiang Che’s face, leaving Jiang Che completely speechless.

"You... what kind of proper behavior is this for a girl? How will you ever marry someone in the future?"

Jiang Che put on a stern face on the surface, but only he knew whether he enjoyed it or not.

"Hehe..." Mo Shangxue gave a mischievous grin. "That’s easy—just marry Master, right?"

Clearly, Mo Shangxue had used a joking tone to voice her real feelings. There was no doubt that this girl had a serious secret crush on Jiang Che.

"You—"

To be honest, Jiang Che had no idea what to do now. Both of his disciples had fallen in love with him?

How was he supposed to handle this?

Actually, Mo Shangxue was easier to deal with. She admired him, but at least she wasn’t a yandere. Ji Qingyi was different—this girl was bound to go to extremes in the future.

Although he and Ji Qingyi had a master-disciple relationship, if they were to actually become dao partners, Jiang Che would feel a bit uncomfortable inside—but it wasn’t entirely impossible.

The problem was... even if he took Ji Qingyi as his wife and changed her identity from disciple to spouse, it wouldn’t solve the fundamental issue. A girl like her would definitely have an extremely strong need for control—‘one lifetime, one person’ type of love.

...

Mo Shangxue clung to Jiang Che for a while, then left the Demon Palace to find Ji Qingyi.

"Junior Sister!"

Soon, she found Ji Qingyi by the bank of the Demon Abyss River. As her Senior Sister, Mo Shangxue knew this girl’s habits well.

Ji Qingyi was standing barefoot by the river. At fourteen, she had already grown into a graceful, stunningly beautiful young girl—the classic long, straight, black-haired type, which unfortunately had a very high probability of producing a yandere.

Ji Qingyi turned around and looked at Mo Shangxue, her gaze still as calm as an ancient well.

"Junior Sister, I’ve been away on the immortal path for four or five years. We haven’t seen each other in so long, and now you’ve grown into a beautiful young woman," Mo Shangxue said with deep emotion. She was very fond of this little Junior Sister.

"Mm," Ji Qingyi nodded.

The atmosphere was rather awkward, but Mo Shangxue didn’t mind. She knew well that her Junior Sister was a quiet, brooding type who barely spoke.

"Senior Sister, what you said earlier... was it true?" Ji Qingyi suddenly spoke in a low, eerie tone.

"What’s true?"

"That you want to marry Master."

"Uh..." Mo Shangxue’s scalp tingled instantly. Ji Qingyi’s words caught her off guard, because she had indeed used a joking tone to reveal her innermost feelings.

She knew perfectly well that her feelings for Master were far beyond normal master-disciple affection—this was real romantic love!

As the little princess of the Demon Palace, she had seen countless heroes, young prodigies, and geniuses since childhood. Especially after stepping onto the immortal path, countless celestial elites from the Three Realms had admired her, and several prodigies from saintly lineages had even fought each other over her.

But to her, these so-called geniuses were no different from stray dogs on the roadside. She didn’t even bother to glance at them, because she had long since met a far more outstanding man—her Master.

In terms of power, was there anyone in the Three Realms more powerful than the Demon Ancestor?

Lately, a rumor had spread throughout the Nine Heavens: the Demon Ancestor’s prestige had already surpassed that of the Heavenly Court’s Emperor. After all, the Demon Ancestor’s influence was at its peak, while the Heavenly Emperor had completely disappeared, seemingly avoiding a direct confrontation with him.

"Just kidding! What’s there to worry about? I already have a man I like, okay? Who would fall for that dull, stiff old geezer Master?" Mo Shangxue said with tsundere arrogance.

Ji Qingyi was silent for a moment, then asked, "Senior Sister, do you know much about the Witch Demon Empress?"

"Witch Demon Empress?" Mo Shangxue was surprised. Her Junior Sister, who normally struggled to say even three words in a day, was suddenly so talkative?

"Yao Yue, you mean? Of course I know her! Sister Yao Yue is one of the Thirteen Demon Emperors of our Demon Realm, a pillar of our domain. And, well... Yao Yue is certainly beautiful."

Ji Qingyi glanced at Mo Shangxue and said nothing more.

Her Senior Sister was simply too foolish. Any fool could see that the relationship between that woman and Jiang Che was anything but ordinary—yet Mo Shangxue remained completely oblivious! How utterly dense!

Looking at the girl before her, a sudden realization struck Mo Shangxue’s heart like a thunderbolt.

She recalled that earlier scene when Master had kissed Junior Sister on the forehead, and an unsettling thought crept into her mind: Could it be... that Junior Sister also likes Master?!

No... this can’t happen!!

Master is hers!

Besides, Yi Yi was only fourteen—what does she know about love?

"Uh... Yi Yi, do you like Master?" Mo Shangxue blurted out abruptly.

Ji Qingyi lifted her eyes and met Mo Shangxue’s gaze.

In that instant, Mo Shangxue immediately looked away. She understood—she had asked the dumbest possible question.

How could Junior Sister not love Master?

Ever since childhood... Junior Sister had clung to Master almost every day, even sleeping with her arms wrapped around his neck.

But if Junior Sister loved Master too... what was she supposed to do?

Was she supposed to compete with her Junior Sister?

She had even already prepared a strategy... for how to completely win over her handsome Master, complete with a detailed plan.

Ji Qingyi didn’t say anything further. She simply continued walking barefoot along the riverbank, her perfect, exquisite jade-like feet stepping on the soft, muddy sand and gravel. Her long black hair cascaded down to her waist. At just fourteen, she already possessed a peerless, transcendent beauty.

Mo Shangxue fell silent. She adored Master too...

Was she supposed to compete with her Junior Sister?

Or simply give up? But how could she bear to let go?

Both sisters were lost in their own melancholy, and Jiang Che was equally troubled.

"Ah... Yueyue, what do you think I should do?"

Jiang Che lay sprawled across Yao Yue’s lap, held in her warm embrace. At moments like these, the benefits of having a "big sister" became truly apparent.

"What’s wrong, Lord Demon Ancestor? Is it about your two little disciples?" Yao Yue asked softly. She had been doing her best to be a proper... wife!

Yes, her heart had grown greedy. Now she wanted to carve out a permanent place for herself in Jiang Che’s heart.

Jiang Che sighed and recounted the whole story to Yao Yue.

Yao Yue tilted her head and then let out a light laugh.

"Lord Demon Ancestor, you really did this to yourself, didn’t you? Lady Ah Xue has a straightforward personality—you can just appease her with kind words... but Lady Yi Yi..."

Yao Yue’s expression turned troubled. She also understood... Ji Qingyi was extremely difficult to handle. She was reserved, silent, and frighteningly clever.

Ji Qingyi had definitely already figured out the relationship between her and the Lord Demon Ancestor.