Chapter 75: Causing Trouble for the Master is Truly the Disciple's Mistake - I Forged Them in Darkness, and They Buried Me in It

### Chapter 75: Causing Trouble for the Master is Truly the Disciple's Mistake "I know a bit about it." Chen An was responding to a question regarding alchemy. Luo Cong An, noticing that he didn't want to elaborate, quelled her curiosity and refrained from pressing further. After pondering for a moment, she said, "Recently, the spiritual realm inherited by Mount Longhu is set to open. It's said that the spiritual energy inside revives very rapidly, several times more than the outside world, but one can't stay there for long." "Mount Longhu has extended an invitation to our Mount Qingcheng. The other disciples from the nine peaks are here for this reason. If you wish to go, you may go under the name of my Fourth Peak." Chen An nodded, "Then I'll try my luck." Luo Cong An looked at him and continued, "For this spiritual realm excursion, it seems Mount Longhu has, under official influence, invited a group of foreign supernatural beings as well." Chen An raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. "Mount Longhu is willing to do that?" Generally, spiritual realms are carved out by the sages of old, mostly held by major sects. Each realm is extremely precious, and it was unexpected that Mount Longhu would be so generous. Luo Cong An explained, "It's quite normal. Mount Longhu aims to rise in stature officially, so they have to offer something substantial." "Moreover, the spiritual realm is highly unstable due to its recent activation. If any cultivator above the late stage of Qi Refinement enters, it could cause a collapse." "That's why Mount Longhu is willing to share the realm; everyone can only send in lower-tier disciples to reap some benefits. Deeper exploration is certainly impossible." Upon mentioning this, Luo Cong An recalled something and smiled, "I was worried about your Qi Refinement first layer, almost forgetting you can cross realms to slay a third layer Qi Refinement demonic cultivator." Chen An thought to himself that was over a month ago and he'd been gradually regaining strength since. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a knock at the door. Following this came the vibrant voice of a young girl. "Master!" The evening sky was already dark, and the tranquil surroundings made Lin Jingqiu's voice seem particularly crisp. Chen An was taken aback, exchanging a glance with Luo Cong An. She appeared puzzled too, clearly not having instructed Lin Jingqiu in advance to come by. Considerately, Chen An suggested, "Should I take cover in the inner room?" After all, from Lin Jingqiu's perspective, he and Master Luo Cong An had only met once. Seeing each other in private, especially at night, could easily lead to misunderstandings. However, Luo Cong An wasn't in a hurry to move. Standing in front of Chen An, a trace of conflict flickered across her face. After a brief moment, she firmly said, "Between you and me, everything is above board, and I have a clear conscience. Why should we hide?" Chen An glanced at her, "Are you sure?" Having just mustered the courage to face her disciple directly, Luo Cong An's confidence wavered under his question, and nervousness returned. She worried aloud, "But what if Xiao Qiu insists on coming in…" Now it was Chen An's turn to be helpless, "Can't you just find a reason to stop her?" He realized that compared to the cold, unyielding persona he once knew, the current Luo Cong An was remarkably straightforward. To think she'd reached such maturity and the Foundation Establishment stage, yet held no authoritative presence with her own disciple. But while the two were hesitating, the young girl's silhouette pushed the door open. The creaking sound tightened Luo Cong An's nerves. The door had been ajar, not firmly shut. Lin Jingqiu, full of vitality, stepped in, her eyes bright, hair casually draped over her shoulders, bouncing with her steps. She hummed a little tune, clearly in a good mood. However, upon seeing a familiar boy beside her master, Lin Jingqiu stopped short. Her pupils slightly widened, involuntarily taking half a step back, her face a picture of confusion. "Chen, Chen An?!" Seeing the boy's face clearly, Lin Jingqiu was astonished. Though she called out to Chen An, Luo Cong An couldn't help squeezing her palms nervously. Fortunately, Chen An remained perfectly calm. He didn't even stand up, just turned his head slightly to greet her. "Good evening." He offered. Luo Cong An snapped out of it, forcing a somewhat strained smile. "Xiao Qiu, it's late, is something wrong?" Perhaps because Chen An seemed so composed, Lin Jingqiu quickly adjusted, setting aside her surprise without suspicion. She squinted her long, thin eyes, her gaze darting between Chen An and her master before settling on the latter. "Why? Can't I just come see my master whenever I want?" With a bright smile, she naturally linked arms with the woman. Luo Cong An's silhouette, hidden beneath her robes, shivered slightly and subtly. She coughed lightly, "Today's your first day at university, shouldn't you be bonding with your roommates?" Lin Jingqiu scrunched her adorable nose, casting a sidelong glance at a certain someone, snorting softly. "He's allowed to come, but I'm not? Master, that's rather biased." She grumbled. Chen An was taken aback, surprised she even wanted to compete over this. Relaxing, he shut his eyes once more, choosing to ignore and continue lounging. He mused that the bamboo chair not only looked familiar but also felt remarkably similar, quite comfortable indeed. Luo Cong An promptly denied, "Xiao Qiu, what nonsense are you saying." Lin Jingqiu sighed dramatically, feigning upset, "I knew it. I shouldn't have come if my master doesn't want to see me. Fine, I'll leave now, won't disturb you..." Her words said one thing, but her feet showed no sign of moving. Luo Cong An was exasperated yet amused, gently tapping the girl's head. "What silly things are you imagining? Chen An's here on important business." On hearing this, a mischievous glint appeared in the girl's eyes, she chuckled, quickly asking, "What business?" Luo Cong An hesitated, having spoken hastily without readying an explanation. Lin Jingqiu gave a prolonged sigh. "Alright, I get it. If I'm giving my master such trouble, then it's my fault as a disciple..." Caught off guard by her teasing antics, Luo Cong An felt a pang of affection immediately. "No, Xiao Qiu, your concern for me makes me happy..." As she spoke, her gaze briefly flickered to Chen An lounging on the bamboo chair, whose lips she saw press slightly together before continuing, "I'm the one who called Chen An here." Luo Cong An carefully chose her words, feeling they made perfect sense, then continued, "It's about that demonic cultivator incident. I'm worried something may slip by unnoticed in the short term. Since I had nothing else pressing, I thought to ask him over for another check-up." As soon as she finished, Chen An, who had been resting on the chair, slowly opened his eyes. He looked towards Luo Cong An, who seemed proud of her crafted explanation, even tilting her chin up slightly in satisfaction. Thus, Chen An calmly closed his eyes again. (End of Chapter)