All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

On the low table, an incense burner billowed an enchanting fragrance.

The two argued for quite a while, muttering incomprehensibly for who knows how long, until Wenren Pingxin finally left with the new contract, satisfied.

Watching Wenren Pingxin's departing figure, Yu Hongxiu thoughtfully gazed at the teacup she had drunk from. Then, she frowned, stood up, picked it up, and turned it over. The tea gushed onto the floor.

Having done all this, Yu Hongxiu clapped her hands contentedly and murmured with a slight curl of her lips, "Such a shame for this exquisite cloud mist tea."

When she pushed open the windows of Heavy Wood Pavilion, the woman in light green clothes was nowhere to be seen.

In the end, she managed to get me to yield by half. Though this woman always appears carefree, she has an unusually clear insight into certain matters. Just like how she used the newspaper as a pretext, when in reality, with just a few words that always seemed to circle back to Su Bei, she managed to get a thorough understanding of everything he'd done at Red Pavilion recently.

Shaking her head, she slowly sat back down on the brocade couch. After pondering for a moment, she said aloud, "Ling'er, we can start preparing for this year's Star Moon Sect enrollment ceremony..."

The white-robed maid entered, nodded, and turned to leave.

After leaving Red Pavilion, Wenren Pingxin lazily stretched her limbs while wandering the streets of Mo City.

That fish still remembered my favorite tea.

Listening to the citizens' discussions around her, it seemed there was more talk about the Sword Sect. A smile curved her lips, a faint tea fragrance still lingering, as she murmured to herself, "Su Bei should be returning to Sword Sect soon. This time, I must pin him down and interrogate him thoroughly."

This fellow I raised myself... somehow, he's suddenly become unfathomable.

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Su Bei carefully examined the slightly soft ground beneath his feet.

Whether in the Sword Sect or Mo City, the climate was somewhat cold, making the land firm; the soil on the official roads was almost as hard as rock. But here, beneath Unrepentant Cliff, the soil was soft like this, feeling as though he were stepping on cotton, unable to exert any strength.

Xiao Ruoching felt uneasy all over as she followed behind Su Bei, her eyes filled with puzzlement as she watched her master squatting and inspecting the soil.

She glanced to the side, cautiously eyeing Dan Wulan and noting her notably full figure. Looking up, she met Ninth Uncle's gaze, which was fixed on her with a complex expression.

Dan Wulan pretended to be nonchalant, coughed lightly, turned her head away, and quickly took two steps forward. Her gait was a little uncoordinated.

Xiao Ruoching's expression changed slightly, a hint of confusion appearing on her cool face.

Something is off. Ever since leaving the cold spring, I can't quite figure out why, but the atmosphere along the way seems to have subtly changed. Ninth Uncle has always been cold and indifferent, clearly showing little interest in me. Only occasionally would she look at me a bit longer with envy when Master was instructing me. But now she's always sneakily watching me... and the place she looks at is somewhat embarrassing to mention. How should I describe this feeling? It's as though I've stolen something dear to her! What could I possibly have stolen from her?

Xiao Ruoching mulled it over. Could it be because of the Spiritual Pearls for Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment she gave me earlier? Does Ninth Uncle regret it? Ninth Uncle is so petty, even more so than Master!

While she pondered, she once again felt Dan Wulan's gaze, faint yet distinct, fixed on her.

Xiao Ruoching took a deep breath, turned around, and let her eyes wander over Dan Wulan. Unable to hold back any longer, she finally spoke up, "Ninth Uncle, is there something on me, your disciple? Why do you keep staring at your disciple... staring at me?"

Dan Wulan stiffened for a moment, somewhat guilty, her gaze unconsciously drifting toward Su Bei.

Seeing Su Bei bent over with his rear in the air, seemingly unaware of their conversation, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her expression returned to its usual coolness as she said indifferently, "It's nothing. I'm just a bit curious about your Gifted Constitution, that's all."

Xiao Ruoching's face was full of suspicion.

I'm not foolish. Ninth Uncle is definitely hiding something from me. But since Ninth Uncle said so, what can I do? Our difference in seniority is clear; I can't possibly question her outright!

Feeling somewhat frustrated, the gauze carp robe she wore felt even more uncomfortable.

Just then, she suddenly heard Su Bei, who was ahead of them, call out, "What is that?"

Xiao Ruoching and Dan Wulan turned to look in the direction of his voice.

Under the hazy moonlight, something that appeared to be an extraordinary treasure was faintly visible not far away.

Dan Wulan stepped forward, her eyes narrowing as she observed it closely, and said calmly, "Immortal Fate Grass."

In the deep valley, an entire lake suddenly appeared before the three of them.

The lake was vast, its expanse difficult to fathom. It was hard to believe such a place existed beneath Unrepentant Cliff. It possessed the dignified openness of a free-spirited woman and the shy charm of a gentle, refined young lady. Under the moonlight, it was like a touch of rouge adorning the deep chasm.

The Immortal Fate Grass floated in the center of the lake, growing on a small patch of land and radiating a shimmering glow.

"Immortal Fate Grass blooms only once every twenty years. Each petal has the power to obscure the Heavenly Dao and create illusions. Its greatest use is to conceal the Heavenly Dao; once a cultivator breaks through to a realm above Dao Integration, the resulting heavenly lightning is no longer something that can be resisted by mere physical toughness."