Chapter 249.1 - Gong Tianqing’s Change
The Ancestor of our Sect Isn't Acting like an Elder
249.1 â Gong Tianqingâs Change
âWell, I should go apologize to Little Ting and ask her for help...â
Xue Qilin gave up resistance and got up.
If I apologize well, the other party will certainly forgive me. With this thought in mind, she dejectedly walked to in front of her armoire, opened the bottom drawer, searched for a few seconds, and finally pulled out a folded, thin quilt.
After unfolding it, Xue Qilin threw all the parts of the mechanism sword on top of the quilt, forming a bundle half the size of a person. She tied the bundle to her back and left the room.
Head lowered, shoulders slumped, downcast expression, she looks like sheâs carrying all her belongings â Xue Qilin looks like a child who ran away from home in anger after a big argument with their family.
In fact, she attracted the gazes of many disciples along the way. But the lass, who was worried about how to explain things to Li Wanting, didnât notice it.
âYoung, Young Ancestor!â
She just arrived in front of the suspension bridge that connects to the East Peak, when Xue Qilin heard someone call for her in a panic and looked back.
Except from Gong Tianqing and new inner disciples, no one else would call her Young Ancestor in such a startled tone.
Sure enough, Xue Qilin soon saw a petite figure in her field of view.
It is a weak lass that gives off an âah, itâs a poor, homeless kittenâ misconception.
She always has a timid and weak expression on her childish face. When she walks, the little bells that she uses as ornaments make melodious sounds. Her nut-brown eyes easily flicker unsteadily. Once she is scared, she shrinks back exaggeratedly. Xue Qilin thinks that the word âkittenâ captures the nature of this weak lass quite well.
The lass called Gong Tianqing easily stimulates the desire in others to protect her.
That said, although she is always obedient and submissive. But she possesses a courage and stubbornness that are inconsistent with her appearance.
While gazing at Gong Tianqing, a boyâs face suddenly appeared in Xue Qilinâs mind, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.
A month ago, Gong Tianqing left the Merak Temple with the State Guardâs Luo Hong and returned to the Gong Clan without saying a word. She didnât hesitate to sacrifice her own life in exchange for the health of her younger brother, Gong Tianyang. She even refused Xue Qilin, who sneaked into the Gong Clan in order to take her away, adamant about sacrificing her life for her younger brother.
Afterwards, she was abducted. But unlike an ordinary lass, she didnât cry. Instead, she seized an opportunity and successfully escaped from the place where she was imprisoned. Even though she ultimately failed and was trapped in a tight encirclement, but she didnât give up.
Regrettably, this was all based on a curse â a distorted conviction.
Sacrifice yourself for the sake of others.
Gong Tianqing has a tendency of âseeking self worth from satisfying the needs of othersâ, which leads to her satisfying other peopleâs requests almost unconditionally.
It was her twisted conviction that drew Xue Qilin into that event a month ago.
Although the event ultimately ended thanks to the everyoneâs efforts, but the price of Gong Tianyangâs life still had to be paid.
However, after experiencing this event, Gong Tianqing seems to have changed a little. At least, she is now able to refuse some requests from others and think about herself a little bit.
Nevertheless â
âWhere, where are you going, Young Ancestor?â
Gong Tianqing still seems to be unable to reveal self-confidence, still has a timid and cowardly appearance. She furtively glanced behind Xue Qilin, shrunk her shoulders, and asked weakly, âAre, are you running away?â
âAh?â
Xue Qilin, who momentarily couldnât understand what she said, made a sound of confusion.
âCould, could it be that itâs not the case?â Gong Tianqing blinked and uttered hesitantly, âYou look like youâre running away...â
What the hell... run away? Why should I run away without rhyme or reason? Xue Qilinâs knees almost buckled.
Probably taking Xue Qilinâs silence as a tacit confirmation, Gong Tianqing panicked.
âNo, No! Young Ancestor, if Older Sister Teacher learns of this, she will get mad. Then, she will... she will...â
Gong Tianqingâs voice gradually trailed off, and she twisted her fingers, not knowing what to do.
Then, she will hit you again â Xue Qilin secretly finished the other partyâs sentence.
âOkay, Little Qing! Calm down first! I donât know why you think I want to run away, but thatâs really not the case! I have no other place to go, so how could I run away... â
Except for the Merak Temple, Xue Qilin really has nowhere to go. She is not a person of this world. Although she can easily adapt to a new life because of her easy-going personality, but sheâll still lack a homeland â or real ârootsâ.
Therefore, she can only regard the Merak Temple as her home and the people of the Merak Temple as her loved ones and friends. Only in this way, will she not become a vagrant.
People canât live without a place they can fit in.
For Xue Qilin, the Merak Temple is where she fits in. Even if she didnât have an agreement with Qi Guiyuan, she could still only stay here.
Having said that, even if she could choose, she probably wouldnât leave the Merak Temple. After all, the people she cares about are all here. The familiar faces is something she could never part with.
Whatâs more, she also likes the Merak Temple.
Even if something happens and she is no longer happy, Xue Qilin wouldnât make such childish decision as running away. She doesnât want others to worry about her.
However, Gong Tianqing doesnât seem to understand.
After hearing Xue Qilinâs explanation, she gazed at the bundle behind Xue Qilin with a skeptical look on her face.
âBut, but... Young Ancestor, you are carrying such a large burden...â
After leaving all the documents sheâs holding for her left hand to carry, Gong Tianqing raised her right index finger and pointed at the large bundle behind Xue Qilin.
âIf you arenât running away, then why do you carry such a large bundle?â
After finally understanding what Gong Tianqing is thinking, Xue Qilin buried her face in her hands.
âFirst of all, regardless of how you came to the âcarrying a bundle equals running awayâ idea, if I really wanted to run away, what would I be doing here? I would go straight down the mountain.â Xue Qilin wrinkled her nose. âIâm going to see Little Ting in the Sword Casting Workshop.â
âEh, to see Aunt Teacher Li?â
âCorrect! Iâm really not running away.â