All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Observing the spiritual energy around Xiao Ruoching seemingly condensing into a mass, Dan Wulan felt somewhat enlightened.

Is this the Innate Taoist Body?

Even in places with the sparsest spiritual energy, there is still an endless supply for it to utilize.

As for Senior Brother... Well, he seems to have never been normal.

Su Bei frowned slightly, staring into the pitch-black abyss below the cliff, when suddenly he began to have second thoughts.

If it were an ordinary cliff, with no dangers, he would have jumped without a second thought. But Ninth Junior Sister said this is Unrepentant Cliff, one of the eight great mysteries of Dongfeng Ancient Country. Anything could appear within it; who knows, there might even be a Dao Integration Great Demon? With his philosophy of always playing it safe, he would definitely not take such a risk.

However, this brought an endless struggle to his heart. Su Bei could now almost guarantee, with one hundred percent certainty, that there must be some fortuitous encounter to be found below this cliff. The disciple blessed by fate accidentally fell from Unrepentant Cliff – isn't that a perfect template for a protagonist stumbling upon a wondrous adventure?

But it seems Unrepentant Cliff's restrictions aren't really significant for me, are they? Didn't I just carry Xiao Ruoching up from there?

After weighing his options repeatedly in his mind and calculating probabilities to the eighteenth decimal place, Su Bei decided to, somewhat tentatively, just go down and take a look!

The two women lifted their heads and looked at Su Bei, brows furrowed.

...

「The crescent moon had just appeared, its light reflecting on the still water.」

Three figures descended from the sky, followed by three distinct sounds.

—PLOP! SPLASH! GURGLE!

The sounds of entering the water were exceptionally clear at the quiet base of the cliff, instantly stirring a flock of indistinct birds into chaotic flight.

—CAW!

The crows seemed to be cawing.

The icy spring water seemed bone-chilling, causing Su Bei to shiver instantly upon contact.

Because of the frigid water, Xiao Ruoching instinctively clung tightly to Su Bei's back, warding off the piercing cold that felt like a harsh winter.

(...)

They seemed to gradually warm up, the rising temperature helping to maintain their body heat.

Su Bei didn't think much of it and instinctively moved his arm slightly...

(...)

Xiao Ruoching's face instantly blushed crimson, and she let out an involuntary soft moan.

The deep valley was rather dark, making it difficult to see what Dan Wulan was doing.

Su Bei could smell a faint fragrance, a refreshing scent lingering around his nose... He asked, "Disciple, Junior Sister? Are you alright?"

Dan Wulan hummed indistinctly.

She discreetly wrapped her Crane Cloak over her wet long robe.

The three swam to the shore of the cold spring. Su Bei gently set down Xiao Ruoching, who had been clinging tightly to his clothes, and carefully surveyed their surroundings.

Only a few ripples remained where they had entered the cold pool, with bubbles gurgling to the surface.

Above the clifftop, layers of heavy, ink-like mist floated, and the moonlight flickered faintly at the base of the cliff.

Everything seemed completely normal!

Su Bei couldn't help but heave an inward sigh of relief. Turning around, ready to say something, he then blinked, looking nonchalantly at the scene before him.

In the moonlight, beneath his prodigal disciple's white long robe, the Red Bellyband was faintly visible.

(...)

Water droplets continuously dripped from her jet-black hair, and due to the cold wind, they seemed on the verge of freezing.

Seeing Su Bei looking her over with an appraising gaze, Xiao Ruoching's face immediately flushed a deeper shade of red. She hugged herself, squatted on the ground, nibbled her thin lips, and looked at Su Bei with embarrassment and annoyance, exclaiming, "Master, turn around!"

"..."

Su Bei pursed his lips and turned around to check on his junior sister.

Dan Wulan stood still, the water on her body instantly evaporated by Spiritual Energy, her eyes sternly fixed on Su Bei.

Su Bei furrowed his brows. Frustrated at not being able to see, he mumbled discontentedly, "What's there to hide? Your Senior Brother isn't that sort of person."

"Don't you see in your Senior Brother's eyes that kind of clarity, free of any desire, just pure admiration?"

"..."

CLANG!

The sound of a sword ringing out, clear and crisp!

Seeing the Longsword in Dan Wulan's hand glinting with a menacing cold light under the moon, Su Bei obediently turned away, muttering, "We've already kissed, what's the harm in taking a look?"

"..."

Hearing Su Bei's words, a flush instantly spread up Dan Wulan's jade-like neck. She turned her back, her eyes surveying Xiao Ruoching's drenched clothes and spotting the Red Bellyband hidden beneath. Her hand involuntarily tightened its grip on the Longsword.

Sure enough! The silk carp dudou she had longed for was indeed worn by this Xiao Ruoching! Bah! Shameless! Did she put it on the moment she got it? Who is she trying to seduce?

——And to think their sizes were so similar!?

Watching Su Bei lift his head, gazing at the sky from an inexplicable angle, Dan Wulan approached Xiao Ruoching. Channeling the meager Spiritual Energy within her body, she instantly dried the excess water from Xiao Ruoching's clothes until that fat-headed fish design was no longer visible.

Xiao Ruoching glanced at Ninth Uncle gratefully.

Why should women make things difficult for other women? At this moment, she practically revered Dan Wulan as a goddess!

Seeming to hear that the commotion behind him had subsided, Su Bei turned around with an air of righteousness, a fleeting look of disappointment in his eyes. He cleared his throat and said, "I didn't see anything. It's so dark, and we were in such a hurry. How could I possibly have seen anything... white and revealing..."

"Ahem, important matters first. Let's look for fortuitous encounters, maybe climb a tree or something."

"Or we could just rest here at the bottom of Unrepentant Cliff for a while... start a fire, sing a song..."

Su Bei rubbed his hands together expectantly, looking at his prodigal disciple, who wore an expression of shame and annoyance, and then glanced at the expressionless Dan Wulan.

Seeing that neither of them responded, he instantly felt it was rather dull.

He turned, hands clasped behind his back, and shook his head. "Actually, the scenery here at the bottom of the cliff isn't bad. Look here... the skulls are arranged quite symmetrically."

...

In the Red Pavilion, two mature and alluring women, each with a unique posture, sat facing each other.

Yu Hongxiu seemed to notice Wenren Pingxin's unstable mood. She composed herself, cleared her throat, and, while idly playing with her red-painted toenails, said softly, "We can discuss cooperation, but not like this."

"I know it's not easy for you to manage the entire Sword Sect alone, but do you think it's easy for me?"

"The entire Twenty-One Provinces call the Star Moon Sect and the Cang Jing Sect demon sects. Who can I share this grievance with?"

"So what if Su Bei is an elder of the Star Moon Sect?"

Wenren Pingxin remained silent.

Regarding Su Bei, she always had an indefinable feeling. Was it indulgence? Especially when it came to Su Bei, the junior brother she had practically raised. Whenever she thought of his ambiguous and seemingly intimate relationship with that woman, Wenren Pingxin felt a knot form in her heart.

She lifted a cup of tea, took a gentle sip, looked at Yu Hongxiu, and said, "Su Bei is rather lazy by nature. In fact, he detests doing anything; he'd lie down rather than sit if he could. Consequently, his cultivation has never been high. He's also a bit lecherous. I really don't know what you see in him. He's nothing but a detriment to the Sect, utterly useless..."

Yu Hongxiu looked at Wenren Pingxin with eyes full of skepticism.

Lazy by nature? Low cultivation? Good heavens, Su Bei's aura at the Peak of Dao Integration almost scared me to death! You call that low cultivation?

Just by strolling outside, he could come up with something like a newspaper. With just a few words, he completely befuddled me. Simple-natured?

Thinking of this, Yu Hongxiu recalled how she had practically wanted to throw herself at him, yet Su Bei remained utterly indifferent...

Yu Hongxiu looked at Wenren Pingxin, who seemed to be completely in the dark, with a tinge of pity. She shook her head and sighed softly.

Poor woman!