All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

After strolling around Mo City, Wenren Pingxin had also learned about some of the mischief Su Bei had been causing.

It had to be said that after all these maneuvers, the citizens of Mo City had developed a significantly greater sense of identification with the Sword Sect. At the very least, when the Sword Sect was mentioned, people no longer dismissed it as that bottom-tier "985" sect.

Instead, thanks to Su Bei, the nearly forgotten topic of the "Cataclysm of Ten Thousand Clans" unexpectedly began to regain traction.

Especially Su Bei's quote, "The Sword Sect has never won a war of public opinion, yet it has never lost when it comes to upholding justice for the world," vividly showcased the Sword Sect's integrity.

—Though this so-called integrity of the Sword Sect had absolutely nothing to do with Su Bei himself.

Of course, the newspaper Su Bei and Yu Hongxiu had created also played a significant part in this.

The newspaper was tentatively set to be published twice a week. After detailed discussions between Wenren Pingxin and Yu Hongxiu, it was agreed that the disciples of the Sword Sect from across the Twenty-One Provinces and the disciples of the Star Moon Sect would set up specialized marketing outlets in each provincial city to distribute it on time and promptly relay feedback.

As for the content, although it couldn't capture the same kind of compelling essence that Su Bei's words had, it was already enough for these ordinary mortals who only enjoyed gossiping.

"There's just over half a month left until the opening ceremony of the major sects of the Twenty-One Provinces at the Sacred Land," Wenren Pingxin said. "Bei Bei, do you have any ideas?"

Su Bei remained silent.

Wenren Pingxin rose, pulled the brocade quilt higher, covering those mountain-like peaks, and with a gentle wave of her hand, a pot of steaming hot tea appeared on the low table.

Her wasp-like waist cinched gently, further accentuating her full, rounded hips. Her skin was like fresh snow, and her slightly disheveled hair made her appear somewhat languid, but more than that, it exuded the captivating charm unique to a mature woman.

Su Bei inwardly sighed. Of all the women he had seen, it was his Eldest Senior Sister and Sect Master Yu who best suited his particular tastes.

This temperament, precipitated by the years and unique to mature women, was something his prodigal apprentice, that naive little girl, could never possess.

Watching Wenren Pingxin set down the teacup she had just delicately sipped from, Su Bei felt no compunctions. He picked it up, refilled it for himself, and gulped it down in one go.

Then, after wiping his mouth, he spoke in a carefree manner, "I've already got a plan, and the funds are secured."

"I want to make this opening ceremony a grand one."

Wenren Pingxin watched with a pang of heartache as Su Bei gulped down her tea like an ox chewing peonies. However, she didn't seem to mind the saliva he'd left on the rim of the cup. She reached out, snatched it away, and said, "Don't ruin my tea!"

"As for recruitment, I won't concern myself with it anymore. You can choose any Sword Sect Disciple you like..."

After a thought, she suddenly remembered something and hastily added, "Just don't use this opportunity to corrupt the female disciples of the Sword Sect."

Su Bei felt somewhat indignant. What did she mean by 'corrupting' Sword Sect female disciples?

Couldn't she see the looks of admiration the Sword Sect female disciples gave him?

Corrupt them?

If I were thrown into a crowd of them, I'd probably be sucked dry!

It was only today that he finally understood the frustration of fighting hard on the front lines, only to be backstabbed by treacherous individuals. He immediately protested loudly, "Eldest Senior Sister, you watched me grow up!"

"I, Su Bei, if nothing else, have always conducted myself with the air of a gentleman. I never thought I'd have such an image in your heart."

"For the Sword Sect, I've been rushing about, working diligently, practically running my three legs off! The moment I returned to the Sword Sect, I couldn't wait to come see you..."

"UMPH—."

Watching Su Bei's dissatisfied protest, a cold smirk touched Wenren Pingxin's lips. She didn't know why, but she extended her foot and stuffed it into Su Bei's mouth, cutting off his words. She sneered, "You think I don't know you?"

"Your Second Senior Brother's 800th birthday is approaching. At that time, all the major sects of the Twenty-One Provinces, as well as the imperial family, will send representatives to our Sword Sect."

"Don't cause any trouble. Just focus on your Sword Sect opening ceremony."

"I've assigned this matter to Seventh Junior Brother, Yu Xie. You just behave yourself, got it?"

Su Bei instinctively licked his Eldest Senior Sister's jade-like toe. There wasn't any particular taste.

—But it definitely wasn't the fragrant, sweet, and endlessly memorable taste written about in books...

Feeling the sudden wetness on the tip of her foot, a crimson blush instantly suffused Wenren Pingxin's cheeks, resembling rosy dawn clouds under the candlelight.

Then, Wenren Pingxin, flustered and exasperated, snatched her jade-like foot from Su Bei's mouth. Feeling it wasn't enough, she gave him another kick and scolded, "Su Bei!"

"I'm your Eldest Senior Sister!"

"Flirting with your apprentice and deceiving your junior martial sister is one thing, but how could you do such an outrageous thing to your Senior Sister?"

"A woman's feet are her most private part, a woman's most important..."

Watching Wenren Pingxin retract her slender, jade-like legs under the brocade quilt, wrapping herself tightly as she leaned against the brocade couch and righteously berated him, Su Bei didn't know what expression to make. Noticing that her tirade seemed to be winding down, he hurriedly tried to defend himself, "You were the one who stuck it in..."

Before he could finish, he saw the murderous glint in Wenren Pingxin's eyes. Su Bei swallowed hard and shrank back a little.

You've said it all, anyway. You're the most unreasonable one here.

Wenren Pingxin looked at the silent Su Bei, took a deep breath, and calmed her undulating chest.

Her expression tensed slightly, then quickly returned to normal.

On careful reflection, it wasn't Su Bei's fault.

But the words were already out, and she couldn't possibly admit her mistake. So, she had to pretend nothing was amiss. She coughed lightly, glanced sideways at Su Bei, and feigning indifference, changed the subject, "Ahem... I heard you gave that fish a pair of pants?"

Pants? Su Bei looked at his Eldest Senior Sister skeptically. How did she know?

Then, he subconsciously found himself looking at Wenren Pingxin's legs.

Seeing Su Bei's eyes brazenly sweep over her legs, Wenren Pingxin frowned but said nothing. With her hands on her knees, her tone carried an unidentifiable hint of tartness, "Those pants... I saw you gave a pair to your apprentice, and also a pair to your junior martial sister?"

After speaking, seeing Su Bei's expression of sudden understanding, she thought for a moment, then put on her Eldest Senior Sister air and said calmly, "Yes, I was just asking."

"You don't need to read too much into it. Give them to whomever you wish; Senior Sister isn't asking you for a pair."

Su Bei pursed his lips, looking at Wenren Pingxin who feigned a calm and indifferent demeanor, and inwardly shook his head.

I don't need to read too much into it?

This is practically no different from blatant robbery!

That Ice Worm Silk is very precious... I don't have many pairs left myself.

But he still sighed, took out the pair of silk stockings from his storage ring, and handed them over with a bright smile, "How could Junior Brother not give a pair to Eldest Senior Sister? I prepared them for Eldest Senior Sister long ago."

"Yes, theirs are the easily torn version, but Eldest Senior Sister's is different! Junior Brother made this pair meticulously, bit by bit!"

"Look, this pair even has a label personally stitched by Junior Brother!"

"It's much more high-class than theirs..."

Hearing Su Bei's words, Wenren Pingxin's mood clearly brightened. She temporarily pushed aside the incident with her toe and took the 'pants' Su Bei handed her, examining them from top to bottom.

Sure enough, she saw the label personally stitched by her junior brother: 'Su Bei House'.

Then, her eyes resting on Su Bei, she nodded in satisfaction.

It seems I haven't doted on this junior brother for nothing!

"If Eldest Senior Sister has no other matters, Junior Brother will take his leave..."

Seeing that the silk stockings were now in his Eldest Senior Sister's hands, Su Bei prepared to beat a hasty retreat.

If I stay any longer, who knows what else she'll blackmail out of me.

Wenren Pingxin suppressed the eagerness in her heart. As she watched Su Bei walk towards the door, she suddenly called out, "Junior Brother."

"Hm?" Su Bei turned back, looking at Wenren Pingxin with a hint of confusion, not understanding why she had suddenly called him.

"I heard... you were injured?"

Su Bei was slightly taken aback, not understanding why his Eldest Senior Sister would ask such a perplexing question. However, he didn't dwell on it. He patted his chest, grinned, and said, "It's nothing, my body has mostly recovered."

"I'm still eating heartily and sleeping soundly!"

Wenren Pingxin looked at the smiling Su Bei before her, sighed softly, an indescribable feeling in her heart.

How could a Dao Integration Demon Core be so easy to obtain? Otherwise, Ninth Junior Sister wouldn't have been injured so severely.

He's still smiling like always, just so I won't worry about him.

This junior brother, the one I practically raised, has truly changed!

He's become someone I feel I can see through, yet also cannot fully grasp...

After some thought, she took something out of her storage ring and tossed it toward Su Bei, saying casually, "This can help replenish some of your qi and blood."

She paused, then, as if remembering something, put her hands on her hips and chided, "From now on, when you're outside, don't try to be a hero. If you encounter danger or anything, run if you can..."

"Although if you died, the Sword Sect would be rid of one menace, you have an apprentice now. For her sake, think more."

"Do you hear me?"

Su Bei caught the small box Wenren Pingxin threw at him and smiled at her.

He knew she meant well, so he grinned, nodded, and left with the small box.

Wenren Pingxin watched Su Bei's departing figure and yawned.

Then, with keen interest, she stroked the 'pants'-like item.

In the candlelight, it shimmered with a soft, translucent luster.

On a whim, she took off her underpants, extended her slender, jade-like legs, and gently slipped them on...

Instantly, a delicate sensation spread through her entire body!

Su Bei left his Eldest Senior Sister's boudoir. Under the cold moonlight, a gentle breeze was blowing.

By the moonlight, he opened the box Wenren Pingxin had tossed him.

A thoroughly crimson pill reflected a faint luster under the moonlight, and a potent, unconcealable medicinal aroma quickly diffused.

Su Bei stared blankly at the large red pill and murmured, "A First Grade Blood Lotus Pill..."

I know this pill, Su Bei thought. Eldest Senior Sister was saving it to quickly recover her qi and blood after her Tribulation-Crossing Stage. It's one of the world's rarest First Grade Pills.

How could this merely 'replenish a bit of qi and blood'?

A bitter smile touched the corners of Su Bei's lips. He gently glanced back one more time at the small house under the moonlight, then turned and walked away.