Estrangement Between Senior and Junior Female Disciples

Heavenly Realm, the Moon Palace.

"Changxi, what should I do..."

Mo Shangxie had come directly to the Moon Palace in the Heavenly Realm, sitting cross-legged on the top of the palace pavilion.

Before her stood an extraordinarily beautiful woman dressed in a fairy-like gown and light gauze, her hair partly tied up while the rest cascaded down her back like a thousand strands. Her entire attire shimmered with starlight, and her face was unbearably lovely.

She was the Great Yin Star Lord of the Heavenly Court, her true name Changxi.

Her cultivation was undoubtedly at the rank of Immortal Emperor.

"I can't help you," Changxi said, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Having lived in the Moon Palace for years, she had only come to know Mo Shangxie because the latter had once sneaked into the Heavenly Realm and stumbled into her palace by chance. As the Moon Goddess and Great Yin Star Lord, Changxi had not attacked Mo Shangxie. Despite the vast difference in their cultivation levels, the two had become close friends.

"I've never had a Dao partner myself, but my advice to you is... in this life, you live for yourself. Meeting someone who truly fits your heart is rare. Don't give up easily, even if it's your junior sister..."

Changxi's casual words instantly solidified Mo Shangxie's resolve.

That was right. If she gave up pursuing her Master now, she might live the rest of her life with regret. Even if it might cause a rift with her junior sister... she didn't want to have regrets!

"Whoosh—"

Mo Shangxie's gaze gradually turned resolute. Her junior sister was still young... she could try to change her perception of their Master, to transform her feelings of romantic love into proper teacher-student affection.

That way, she could become their Master's wife!

"Um... Sister Changxi, don't you think it would be a bit of a leap to go from being a disciple to being the Master's wife? I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it."

Changxi showed a helpless expression. "Still, I must warn you: you said your Master is quite old-fashioned and rigid. Winning him over might be very difficult..."

Changxi's words plunged Mo Shangxie back into anxiety. That's right... her Master was too conservative in character. Wasn't she doomed?

Mo Shangxie fell into worry once more.

The mere thought of Jiang Che's cold face made her tremble. But she had made up her mind—she would be a female warrior charging for love!

What did worldly ethics matter? She was merely a disciple in love with her Master. Countless master-disciple love stories existed across the Three Realms. Her Master might not accept it, but she certainly could!

"Thank you for your guidance, Great Yin Star Lord. This junior understands."

Mo Shangxie bowed to Changxi and then slowly departed.

...

"Yi Yi, haven't you noticed something?"

Back at the Demon Palace, Mo Shangxie immediately sought out Ji Qingyi.

Ji Qingyi looked up.

"I'm serious. Haven't you noticed that our Master is indifferent to women? I heard a rumor that our Master actually prefers men, not women at all."

Mo Shangxie leaned close to Ji Qingyi's ear and whispered, trying to tarnish Jiang Che's image in his junior sister's mind. Just how far would a woman go to compete for a partner?

Ji Qingyi's eyes remained as calm as still water. She had long known that the relationship between Jiang Che and the Demon Emperor Yao Yue was far from ordinary. So her Master was definitely not someone who shunned women entirely. Mo Shangxie's little performance was nothing but a clown show in her eyes.

Ji Qingyi just stared coldly at Mo Shangxie's act. She was far too clever, seeing through all Mo Shangxie's efforts in an instant. It was utterly childish.

"Er—"

Seeing Ji Qingyi unmoved, Mo Shangxie felt a bit awkward.

"Yi Yi, how about we..."

But Ji Qingyi just turned and left. She had no desire to exchange pointless words with this fool before her.

Mo Shangxie had already classified her senior sister as her second rival in love, while her number one rival was Yao Yue. No one knew what schemes Lurked within Ji Qingyi's small frame. She had already thought of ways to eliminate the Demon Emperor Yao Yue, her primary romantic rival.

...

In the years that followed, Mo Shangxie grew bolder and bolder, even resorting to unscrupulous methods to win Jiang Che's heart.

The peerless Sealing Demon Emperor had vanished from the immortal paths of the Three Realms, and the Demon Palace now housed a lecherous female demon.

For instance, one night when Jiang Che was about to lie down and sleep, he lifted the covers to find a stunningly beautiful young woman lying beneath them, wearing some seductive, borrowed gauze.

She began fluttering her eyelashes at him. "Master~~~"

Jiang Che: "..."

What sin had he committed to end up with this little troublemaker?

The thing was, Mo Shangxie was truly beautiful. He had watched her grow from a little girl, tending to her like a flower from seed to bud to full bloom. Now, Mo Shangxie was at her finest, shining like a brilliant star, coveted by countless prodigies across the Three Realms.

To be honest, after playing the role of Master for over a decade, Jiang Che had grown too deep into the part. On one hand, his teacher-student bond with Mo Shangxie was hard to sever; on the other hand... he had to admit he was a bit weak-willed.

"Mm?"

Mo Shangxie seemed to notice something and covered her mouth, laughing. "Master, you... Pfft!"

Jiang Che's face darkened. "Mo Shangxie! Get out of here!"

"Master... open your eyes and look at me. If you open your eyes, I don't believe you'll see emptiness..."

Jiang Che felt his scalp tingle. Only he, Jiang Che, who had seen countless beauties, could endure such temptation. Even Liu Xia Hui would have surrendered, and the Tang Monk would have happily married into the Daughter Kingdom.

Yet, in the end, she was rejected by Jiang Che once again.

But this time, Mo Shangxie didn't act as before—grumbling to herself and leaving, only to try again next time.

Her face turned serious as she slowly sat up and adjusted her collar.

"Master,"

She spoke so softly she could barely be heard.

"Why do you keep rejecting me, over and over? Is it because I am your disciple?"

"If it's because of our identities, then from today onward... I, Mo Shangxie, will no longer be your disciple. I will leave the sect and cease to be your student. Could you... accept me then?"

After being rejected repeatedly for years, even the most fervent love would eventually cool. Mo Shangxie no longer wanted to drag things out.

Her junior sister had grown up. Over the years, her attempts to brainwash Ji Qingyi had made almost no progress. Instead, Ji Qingyi's love for their Master had reached a point she could no longer hide.

Moreover, the relationship between her and her junior sister had grown increasingly strained—all because of their Master!