Mon disciple veut me taquiner tous les jours - Chapitre 13

Chapitre 13 – Evil Has Its Retribution
Seeing everyone put down their swords, Di Jiufeng hurriedly ran to her disciple’s side. Gently pulling her into her embrace and taking out a handkerchief to carefully wipe the blood on the corner of her lip, she stroked her chest and said, “Many thanks for Sect Leader’s concern. Even though I do not get along with Qian Sui, I never wanted to make false charges against him. I just never expected he would make these wicked attacks against my disciple in order to eliminate me!"

Seeing Ning Guang still trembling in pain after eating the medicine, Di Jiufeng’s eye sockets gradually reddened.

Even though she knew this affair was very likely not Qian Sui’s doing, the pity in her chest rose uncontrollably into her heart.

She couldn’t help but begin to choke with sobs, the tears in her eyes hanging on her lashes in drips and drops. Under the shine of natural light, they became a flow of light like countless diamond fragments. “In the early morning today, not long after I led back my disciple, Master Qian Sui ran over to my peak with a great many people. All aggressive and overbearing, he demanded I hand over my disciple and kept insisting that she was an evil god.

Bien sûr, I was unbearably angered and wanted to find you to appeal for justice, but I never thought he’d actually chase me and seriously injure me.”

Even though Yue Qingfeng had healed her wounds, to say a bit more she still felt a bit upset.

She frowned and closed her eyes, reaching a hand to press in front of her chest.

Ning Guang was also in serious pain, but still stretched out a small hand to comfort her Shifu. “Shifu… you… *cough cough*… don’t cry…”

She wiped her tears for her, a pair of phoenix eyes sweeping expressionlessly over the scene.

She carved the faces of each person present deeply into her heart–

They were the chief offenders who made trouble for her Shifu. Un jour dans le futur, when she had cultivated enough, she would definitely kill each and every person here. As for that old man Qian Sui, she would definitely pull his flesh and flay his skin, snap his bones and scatter his ashes, then drag out his soul and release it into a crowd of evil spirits, forever keeping him from reincarnation!

While these dark thoughts took root and sprouted branches in the bottom of her heart, not the slightest bit showed on Ning Guang’s face. She was only single-mindedly and diligently wiping clean the tears on her Shifu’s face.

Alors, Di Jiufeng also did not know. After she regained her breath, elle a continué, "En premier, I had no idea why he was so confidently slandering my disciple, but now I understand. Il s'avère donc, he had set up this trick long before and was only waiting for me to step into the trap.”

Di Jiufeng tearfully recounted her accusations. She was the weaker in the first place, and this appearance provoked others’ pity even more.

Everyone believed it, and even old man Qian Sui felt he had walked into someone else’s trap. He had already practically determined that the demonic energy on Ning Guang’s body had to do with himself, but he also understood that if he admitted this, he’d never get the chance to turn over again. He kneeled down on the spot, hurlement, “Sect Leader Ming Jian! Even though I wrongly accused Celestial Jiufeng and her disciple, I truly did not draw this demonic energy onto her body, J'ai été piégé par quelqu'un!"

Telling this morning’s coincidence from beginning to end, old man Qian Sui kowtowed over and over until his forehead was bleeding.

The Sect Leader couldn’t bear to see him like this, stopping him with disgust. “If you’re saying someone is trying to harm you, alors apportez la preuve. Where’s your Pure-Heart Bell? Fetch it and let me see?"

“The Pure-Heart Bell… the Pure-Heart Bell is on Pear Peak.”

The Sect Leader sent a person to retrieve it, but after some time, that person returned empty-handed. "Chef de secte, there is no Pure-Heart Bell on Pear Peak.”

En entendant ces mots, master Qian Sui kowtowed over and over like he had finally spotted an opportunity to live. “Sect Leader Ming Jian, Sect Leader Ming Jian, I was saying someone is trying to set me up. Now the plot has fallen through, they took away the Pure-Heart Bell! Chef de secte, Je suis innocent!"

"Ah, you’re innocent?” Di Jiufeng caressed her disciple’s cheeks, ricanant, “Since you wanted to set up my disciple, of course you’ve even thought through your way out. You make these careless excuses and you think I’ll believe them?"

"Alors qu'est-ce que vous voulez? Find someone to oppose? As long as you can find one, I Qian Sui will accompany them to the end!"

À ce point, old man Qian Sui was still so forceful and aggressive, the Sect Leader was a bit helpless. He shook his head and said to Qian Sui, "Amende, you don’t need to quarrel, if you are so certain you had no relation with this affair, then make a Heavenly Oath, thunder type or fire type you pick one. As long as you truly had no relation with this affair, these punishments cannot land on your head.”

Master Qian Sui started, then Yue Qingfeng spoke. "Chef de secte, if you’re to say this affair has entirely no relation with him, that’s decidedly impossible. Why not just have him swear he only accused Jiufeng’s disciple of being an evil god because he was set up by another, and if he violates this oath, he will lose all his cultivation. Do you have any objections to this method?” He turned to direct his words to Qian Sui.

Hearing him speak, he replied right away.

Speaking broadly of the whole affair, he decidedly couldn’t pluck himself clean of the whole thing, but he dared claim he was set up for just the piece where he made accusations of evil. Were it not for certain coincidences, he might have even successfully waded through this muddy water.

He vehemently erected his Heavenly Oath. Master Qian Sui thought at first that he could escape unscathed, but who would have thought, la seconde suivante, a stream of golden light suddenly fell from the skies and burrowed into the top of his skull.

Master Qian Sui’s face whitened, then he spat out a mouthful of spiritual blood.

“My… cultivation…” Staring blankly at that mouthful of blood he spat out, Master Qian Sui first began to tremble, then shook all over like shifting chaff. “My cultivation! My cultivation!"

Master Qian Sui toppled flat on the ground, continuously grabbing handfuls of bloodied soil and stuffing them into his mouth. “The cultivation I suffered so many hardships to gain, how could it disappear just like this!

Ta petite salope, tout est de ta faute!” With a mournful hiss, he suddenly threw his whole body over like an aggrieved ghoul.

Di Jiufeng’s spiritual energy was drained and she didn’t dodge this attack at all. She was snatched by the neck, a whole strip of flesh torn right off.

Fresh blood poured from her carotid artery like water from a breached dam, tracing a magnificent red lotus on the ground. Di Jiufeng was already weak and now only felt her body grow colder and colder, her soul shedding its physical shell, consciousness gradually going dim.

Remarques:

This chapter was translated by Lily.
Just how many times does protag have to die in this novel?(Lis)
Ah, she will die again? *Gasp*(ColdLove)
掌门明鉴 (zhang3 men2 ming2 jian): Sect Leader Ming Jian, with the characters for ‘bright’ and ‘mirror’. I think this is a name/title inspired by his ability of ‘clear perception’, an alternate translation of the term. If you know otherwise, feel free to bring it up in comments!