Master brought home a new junior disciple.
He was beautiful and full of life, with clear eyes like snow resting on the peak of Qingyun Mountain.
He was obedient and sweet-tempered. Even the strictest uncle at the punishment hall smiled when he saw him.
He had exceptional talent. At the Immortal Sect Tournament, he defeated thirty-two opponents in a row and won first place, becoming the talk of the town.
I liked him too.
He wanted my Cangyun Whip, so I gave it to him. But poison from its handle seeped into his heart and meridians, damaging his spiritual veins.
He came with me to explore a secret realm. I shoved him away from a demon beast's jaws so he could survive, but he coughed up blood and asked why I had tried to hurt him.
Everyone said I resented him, envying him for taking the title of the Immortal Sect's foremost sword cultivator and hating him for winning everyone's affection. They said I was doing everything I could to destroy him.
But Master once said I was born with a Daoist heart. My heart was set on the Great Dao, and I had never been distracted by worldly things. How could I have poisoned him? How could I have harmed him?
I stubbornly lifted my head, refusing to shed a single tear, hoping my junior brother would speak up and clear my name.
But he only lowered his head and said timidly, "I don't blame Senior Brother."
My junior brother took everything I had. He wanted everyone to turn their backs on me, wanted me to suffer endless ruin for the rest of my life.
And he succeeded.
The day I was driven out of the mountain gate, my junior brother held me close and whispered in my ear, "Senior Brother, you thought I was taking away the things you treasured. Little did you know, I was competing with them for your attention."
"How could I not be the one Senior Brother loves most? If it's not me, then you can't blame me for making you suffer."
"Senior Brother, now nobody loves you. I'm the only one who does."
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Theme: Love means respect
