After My Master Lost All Her Cultivation, I Awakened the Wife-Pampering System! - Chapter 14:
Chapter 14: Prove Your Innocence by Suicide? Then Kill Yourself.
Thud!
Su Wanqing’s eyes filled with disbelief as she stared at her former disciple Jiang Qingyue kneeling before her.
Dressed in the signature green robe of a Little Bamboo Peak disciple, Jiang Qingyue knelt respectfully, her eyes brimming with sincerity.
As she spoke, she took out a pill.
“Master, this is a pill I brought from the Sect Master. I had heard about it before, but he never gives it to anyone who isn’t his personal disciple.”
Jiang Qingyue looked up at Su Wanqing with eyes full of earnestness and kowtowed again.
“You taught me the Dao, Master. How could I forget your past kindness? The Sect Master gave me this pill to aid my cultivation, but I only hope you will accept it.”
“The past few days, I followed other disciples in taking refuge under different Elders only to earn this pill. But once a disciple of Little Bamboo Peak, always a disciple of Little Bamboo Peak!”
She raised the pill with both hands, her eyes locked on Su Wanqing.
At that moment, Su Wanqing froze.
What?
She went to the Sect Master for the pill? That’s why?
Could it really be so?
Before her, the beautiful woman in green smiled sincerely.
Master, you really tried so hard to keep this from me…
She had always believed the Ethereal Sword Technique was Su Wanqing’s strongest skill. But now it seemed her master had more hidden.
If her junior brother Wang Tianyi hadn’t noticed Chu Ning’s sudden leap in cultivation… if the Elders hadn’t discovered Chu Ning visiting Su Wanqing’s room every night… she would’ve remained completely unaware.
She had followed Su Wanqing for thirty years. Thirty years!
She had reached the peak of the 3rd stage Destiny Comprehension Realm and was the first disciple to learn Su Wanqing’s original sword path. She had even been the one to pass on lessons to many disciples in Su Wanqing’s place.
But for thirty years, Su Wanqing had never revealed her hidden strength!
Not once!
And now, instead of passing it on to her, she chose that useless Chu Ning?
Jiang Qingyue’s heart sneered, though her face still wore a gentle smile.
This was nothing more than a clever way to explain her betrayal—to frame it as a mission to obtain a great opportunity for her master.
She had grown up under Su Wanqing’s care. Thirty years of being her disciple—would Su Wanqing really not consider that?
Now that everything was clear, all she had to do was say she went to the Sect Master for her master’s sake.
Surely Su Wanqing would have no more doubts.
Just as expected, Su Wanqing was stunned.
She stared at the pill, sensing its aura.
A 7th-grade pill—the Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill—something only a Saint could refine.
This pill must have come from another sect and was likely something the Sect Master had kept for life-saving emergencies. Once taken, it would brew a trace of true dragon energy in the body and greatly aid cultivation.
Did Jiang Qingyue really go to the Sect Master just for her?
Still, something felt off.
She looked at her disciple’s familiar face, full of hope and sincerity.
But something didn’t sit right.
She remembered clearly that day when Jiang Qingyue’s expression had been ice cold—when she publicly severed their bond. If not for Chu Ning’s comfort, Su Wanqing might have chosen death that very day.
Could this be a trap?
But what would they want from her now? Her storage ring? No one could open it but her.
Now that Chu Ning seemed to be able to, she had already given it to him.
So what was the point of a scheme now? The peak? Her secrets?
But the pill… it did appear to be real.
Jiang Qingyue smiled as she continued.
“Master, I begged and pleaded for this pill. The Sect Master only gave it to me because of my Supreme Heavenly Spirit Root. It’s definitely real. You can ask anyone to verify it.”
“You’ve fallen into despair, Master. This will help you. Please, take it. My loyalty to you has never wavered. Once your disciple, always your disciple!”
Su Wanqing remained silent for a long time. She didn’t take the pill. Her expression was calm as she looked at Jiang Qingyue.
She had already been betrayed once. In the past few days, she’d come to understand many truths. Besides, she no longer had the qualifications to teach others.
Yes, she had no right anymore—so why was Jiang Qingyue still here?
And a 7th-grade pill… would the Sect Master really give that away?
Su Wanqing wasn’t a fool.
That pill was far too valuable. The Sect Master would never just hand it over—not to Jiang Qingyue.
There had to be another motive. She didn’t know what it was, but she was sure it wasn’t as Jiang Qingyue claimed.
Su Wanqing smiled faintly. Her eyes glinted with clarity.
“I don’t need the pill. The Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill is used at the brink of death. I damaged my meridians during a breakthrough. Since the Sect Master gave it to you, you should keep it for yourself.”
Jiang Qingyue froze. Useless? How would she know it was useless without trying?
This was the highest-grade pill the Supreme Profound Sect could currently produce. How could it be dismissed so easily?
Even the Sect Master had said it would work. That’s why he entrusted it to her to win Su Wanqing’s trust…
As for taking it herself?
She wouldn’t dare. If she did, the Sect Master would probably refine her into a pill the next day to reclaim the medicine!
Still, she didn’t let it show. She smiled sweetly.
“I only worry for your health, Master. Whether it works or not, you should at least try. I worked so hard to get this for you. If you won’t take it, then I’ll throw it away…”
Su Wanqing chuckled, drawing her sleeves close as she looked at Jiang Qingyue kneeling before her. She stared at the pill with not the slightest interest.
“Qingyue, if you give it to me, what will you tell the Sect Master when he asks about it?”
Jiang Qingyue didn’t hesitate. “I’ve already prepared for that. I faked the signs of having taken it. Even if he finds out, he wouldn’t kill me. He wouldn’t bear to.”
Su Wanqing narrowed her eyes.
So readily answered. Clearly, someone had already coached her.
But what could she still want from me?
She didn’t sigh. She only smiled more deeply and said nothing.
Jiang Qingyue hesitated, seeing this reaction.
“Master… do you not trust me?”
“Mhm. I don’t.”
Jiang Qingyue stiffened, then quickly said, “My devotion to you is like the stars to the sun and moon, eternal and clear to heaven and earth! I had no choice. I only joined the Sect Master to help you! I just didn’t say anything beforehand to keep it secret!”
Su Wanqing kept smiling.
“I don’t care anymore. My cultivation is ruined. You can keep the pill. My body’s useless now. I’ll just wait for my lifespan to end and die quietly.”
At that moment, Jiang Qingyue suddenly heard a deafening voice in her mind.
“You must earn her trust. She definitely still holds a legacy. If you succeed, the Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill will be yours—no problem!”
Jiang Qingyue clenched her teeth, then suddenly drew her sword and placed it against her neck.
“Master!”
“If you don’t trust me, I’ll prove my innocence with death! I only ask that you believe me—let me die as your disciple! Let me go to the afterlife still known as the disciple of the Northern Region’s Ethereal Sword Immortal, Su Wanqing!”
Su Wanqing wasn’t swayed by coercion or sentiment. Jiang Qingyue had no other choice.
This was the only way left to prove her sincerity.
She had been Su Wanqing’s disciple for thirty years! Surely she would care…
But Su Wanqing only smiled more brightly.
Getting desperate now?
Someone must be pushing her behind the scenes.
Clearly, there was an agenda.
She smiled on the outside, but her heart sank into sorrow.
Haha…
Thirty years of being master and disciple—was this what it all came to?
How could it not be laughable?
Su Wanqing stared at Jiang Qingyue with a calm smile.
“Oh? Suicide to prove your innocence?”
“Very well. Then go ahead and kill yourself.”
Not only Jiang Qingyue—even the watching Elders and Sect Master behind the scenes were stunned.
What…
When did Su Wanqing become so heartless?
Thirty years of bond between master and disciple—how could she toss it aside?
Jiang Qingyue’s eyes went wide in shock, staring at Su Wanqing like she didn’t know her.
“Master… what did you say?”
“You’re not joking?”
Su Wanqing beamed. “Didn’t you say you’d kill yourself? If you do, I promise to find a perfect burial site for you—one carved with the words ‘Su Wanqing’s most outstanding disciple.’”
“Master…”
Cold sweat broke out on her skin. Her lips trembled.
“You really don’t trust me…”
“If you die, I will.”
“But Master…”
“Still not moving?”
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