Chapter 201: Master, please don’t despise me

Just think of Jin Lin, the supreme king of the aquatic race, being looked down upon here?! And for being too weak, no less!

Yet, Jin Lin couldn’t even argue back! After all, he had shamelessly asked Zi Qu Shengjun to give him thirty moves in their previous match, only to lose embarrassingly fast…

“If I had skills like yours, Master, would I even have the fortune of becoming your disciple? You are a rare and unparalleled master in the Xuanling Continent. To receive your guidance is my greatest blessing.” Jin Lin spoke earnestly, without a trace of arrogance befitting a king of his stature.

“Hmm~” Zi Qu Shengjun clearly found this flattering and nodded with a smile.

“Heh!” Mo Changxing let out a light chuckle, his glass-like eyes glancing at Jin Lin. “Little Junior Brother, as the king of your race, to act so shamelessly and without honor—aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed in the future?”

“This is just a minor spar within our sect. Senior Brother, you’re making a mountain out of a molehill!” Jin Lin retorted with a raised brow, striking out the moment his words fell.

A curtain of water surged toward Mo Changxing.

Mo Changxing swiftly cast a spell, sending a gust of wind from his palm to disperse Jin Lin’s watery attack.

Jin Lin suddenly grinned, his bright eyes gleaming with mischief.

The water curtain shattered into countless droplets under the force of the wind, each one shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight. Yet, Mo Changxing’s expression darkened.

Had he noticed? Jin Lin’s smile deepened as he saw the shift in Mo Changxing’s expression. But so what if he had? After Mo Changxing had just played him for a fool, he was determined to return the favor and make him lose face in front of Xuexue!

“Crackle~ Crackle~” The sound of electricity crackled in the air.

The dispersed water droplets now pulsed with blue arcs of lightning, revealing that Jin Lin’s attack wasn’t just a simple water manipulation spell—it concealed a secondary lightning-based assault, a technique within a technique.

As the water curtain broke apart, the blue lightning bolts, like tiny electric serpents, surged toward Mo Changxing.

Yet, Mo Changxing merely smiled calmly, summoning a bolt of heavenly tribulation lightning. The moment it descended, Jin Lin’s blue lightning was instantly absorbed.

Watching his carefully laid trap dismantled so effortlessly, Jin Lin felt an overwhelming urge to curse.

How could he, the mighty king of the aquatic race and one of the top experts in the Xuanling Continent, end up as the weakest one here in Luoyun Mountain?!

Mo Changxing’s effortless counter wasn’t the end of it. The heavenly tribulation lightning, now supercharged with Jin Lin’s own electricity, turned back toward him.

“Enough already!” Jin Lin inwardly roared as he dodged behind Zi Qu Shengjun, calling out, “Master, are you really not going to team up with me?”

Zi Qu Shengjun rolled his eyes. This brat was using him as a shield and still had the audacity to ask for an alliance?!

Ignoring Jin Lin, Zi Qu Shengjun flicked his hand, dispersing the incoming heavenly lightning.

Jin Lin smirked. Though his master hadn’t spoken, his intervention made it clear whose side he was on. Now, it was two against one—him and Zi Qu Shengjun versus Mo Changxing!

He wondered how long Mo Changxing could last against their combined might.

“Their fight is so chaotic. Wasn’t the Dragon King allied with Young Master Changxing earlier? Now it seems he’s teamed up with the Saint Lord instead…” Yun Qingxue was intently watching the battle above when a timid voice cautiously commented beside her.

Yun Qingxue glanced down and saw Daise’s shy, smiling face.

“My lady, I’ve waited for you for months… I thought… I thought you had abandoned me!”

Tears welled up in Daise’s glassy eyes, her pitiful gaze resembling that of a puppy about to be abandoned by its owner.

“I was in seclusion, cultivating,” Yun Qingxue replied coldly. She had little trust in this unexpected maid and always maintained a distant, indifferent attitude.

Daise sniffled, unfazed by her mistress’s aloofness, and timidly offered three small porcelain bottles. “I know cultivation is hard on you, my lady. While you were in seclusion, I gathered spiritual dew every day. These three bottles are refined from it—they’ll be very beneficial for your health!”

“You’ve worked hard,” Yun Qingxue said flatly, taking the bottles without a glance and storing them in her spatial ring.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Daise’s eyes as she bit her lip and whispered, “My refining skills aren’t the best yet, my lady. Please don’t look down on them. I’ll work hard to improve and serve you better in the future!”

“They’re fine as they are,” Yun Qingxue replied dismissively.