My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character! - Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Despair
“Would you believe me if I said that this is a misunderstanding?” Eren smiled wryly, scratching the back of his head.

Feng Yu didn’t respond, but the meaning in her gaze was clear. She would have to be a fool to believe this. She knew Zia. She wouldn’t call someone Master as a joke.

“Does Xiu Ying know about it?” she asked Eren, but she soon shook off that thought. She knew that there was no way Xiu Ying knew this or she would have done something about it.

“For your own sake, I advise you to end it while you still have a chance,” Feng Yu turned around, walking back to the throne.

Unlike Eren, she had her abilities sealed now. She had also been walking for quite some time, not taking even the slightest of rest along the way.

Tired, she sat next to the throne on the seats that were previously arranged for the Ancestral Elders, closing her eyes.

It appeared as if she had fallen asleep right there, but she was still awake, thinking about it.

She didn’t understand why she felt so frustrated at Eren’s actions. Was it simply because she cared about Xiu Ying? She wasn’t sure.

Eren also didn’t have any other explanation for her. He didn’t want her to know about his alchemy yet, or it might raise quite a lot of questions about his identity.

Even though he didn’t like it, he could only carry this tag with himself. At the same time, he also knew that he couldn’t lose Feng Yu or make her hate him. She was his secondary path, and also someone that was important for him.

He tried to approach her, only to stop as she looked back in the direction of the door. This time, he decided to properly close the door so no one could barge inside unless they broke the door.

He placed his hand on the door, preparing to seal it using the ring. His ring started activating, and the door was sealed from the inside.

He walked back to the throne and took a seat, his eyes resting on the peacefully sleeping face of Feng Yu.

She looked beautiful in her sleep. Despite most of her abilities being temporarily sealed, she had worked tirelessly, and Eren knew she deserved this moment of undisturbed rest.

As he watched her, a lock of hair fell across her face. Thinking she was still asleep, he gently reached out. With a soft touch, he brushed the strand behind her ear, ensuring nothing obstructed his view.

He didn’t realize that Feng Yu was still awake, just lost in thoughts with her eyes closed. She felt her fingers brushing against her ear. She didn’t open her eyes, but her heartbeat did fasten.

Eren didn’t do anything after that. There was only silence in the room where the soft breathing of two people sitting next to each other could be heard.

After some time, Eren closed his eyes as well, not realizing when he fell asleep.

Feeling no further movements, Feng Yu opened her eyes, pretending to just wake up from her sleep. As she opened her eyes, she realized that Eren had already fallen asleep.

She also remembered that he didn’t have an easy time either. He hadn’t slept in the last few days either, despite going through a battle where he had almost died.

She didn’t realize when she started looking at Eren just as he had been looking at her just a few moments ago. For some reason, she felt safe in his presence even though she knew that he wasn’t the strongest person in the sect.

She closed her eyes, this time really going to sleep as her head rested on his shoulders.

…..

“I can’t believe the same thing is happening again! First, the ring was passed onto that b*tch and we were pushed aside! And now that the b*tch is dead, there comes this brat?”

“Are we really going to let him dance over our heads just because he has the ring?”

In a separate meeting place, the Ancestral Elders were fuming. They had already sent people to gather information about Eren. The information was also delivered, but the information was quite incomplete.

All that was known about Eren was that the Sect Master brought him back and granted him the position of an Elder. No one knew how he came to know the Sect Master or why he was given the position.

There was also no information about Eren’s past before coming to the sect, as if he had just appeared out of thin air one day.

His identity was suspicious, but even more suspicious was that he possessed the ring.

“Even though he has the ring, we can still kill him! He isn’t Feng Yu after all! Are we going to wait for him to become stronger? Are we going to repeat the same mistake we did with Feng Yu?” An Ancestral Elder asked.

Most of them knew what he was talking about. When Feng Yu first became the sect master, she wasn’t that strong. If they had attacked her then, they would have been able to kill her.

Unfortunately, the Ancestral Elders looked down on her and thought that they could use tricks to have her hand over the ring.

This also allowed Feng Yu time to become stronger, coming back like a storm that blew away most of the Ancestral Elders that had schemed against her.

Many of them could see Feng Yu’s shadow in Eren and didn’t want to repeat the same mistake.

“Don’t worry. He won’t live for more than two days. I have already prepared a great welcoming gift for our new friend,” Ancestral Elder Yang, who had been sitting silently until now, spoke up.

Initially he was taken aback by Eren’s appearance. If he wanted, he could still kill Eren even in the presence of the formations in the Palace. However, the only thing that stopped him was a suspicion.

He wasn’t sure if Feng Yu was actually dead or if it was just a trap for them. That’s why he didn’t take direct action.

“Even if it is a trap, he would be dead in two days. Unless he manages to surprise me again,” he said as he stood up. “Until then, there is one thing I need you to do.”

“What thing?” The other Ancestral Elders asked, frowning.

“Gather all the Great Elders except that Alchemist. You’ll know the rest later.” Ancestral Elder Yang turned to leave.

“Let him celebrate for now. It would certainly be fun to watch him willow in despair…” Only his fleeting voice was left behind as he disappeared. “Even if Feng Yu is alive, nothing will change this time.”