All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Atop White Cloud Peak, the red sun shone on a large cluster of snow-laden pines, warming the wilderness around. From her bed, Dan Wulan quietly lay, watching with cool eyes as Dan Wuque stood by her side, yawning, looking as if she hadn't woken up fully yet.

As she saw drool gradually about to drip onto her hand, Dan Wulan frowned and swiftly grabbed that perpetually swaying cowlick.

Subconsciously, Dan Wuque shuddered and covered her hair, looking at Dan Wulan in confusion.

"Mm~ Sister, what are you doing?"

Dan Wulan let go and subtly wiped the drool from the mattress with the corner of her clothes before responding indifferently, "Nothing. Why is your hair black?"

Blinking, Dan Wuque gazed at Dan Wulan and after a moment said, "Maybe it's to make it easier for others to tell us apart!"

Dan Wulan: "..."

The light from the window was faint and veiled. It was deep winter, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated outside the thatched cottage.

The faint scolding voice of Su Bei could be heard:

"Your posture is wrong! How is this supposed to work?"

"Stop moving! If you move again, you'll fall out of position, won't you?"

"I'm talking to you! And you're still moving! Lift your hands higher!"

"..."

Although the voice sounded somewhat odd, it was clear that Su Bei was training the people he had selected a few days ago. It was hard to tell how much time had passed before a group of Sword Sect Female Disciples, after an intense workout, climbed down from No-Sword Peak, sweating profusely.

Exhausted, Su Bei clutched his waist, trembling as he returned to the cottage. Met by the dubious gazes of his two junior martial sisters, he hastily grabbed something and went out.

The pigpen, after Su Bei's extensive refurbishing, had long since become his second house, where his prodigal Disciple would sit and cultivate when not busy.

Looking up at the peach trees he had planted during his days of idleness, he gently infused another stream of Spiritual Energy into them. Satisfied to see each looking plump and sprightly, he nodded contentedly.

After all, planting trees in the dead of winter defied common sense.

Just then, a peal of laughter suddenly echoed from Mount Danxia. It was followed by a sky filled with auspicious clouds, as wondrous celestial phenomena appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Soon after, Mo Xingjian's excited voice could be heard:

"It's refined! At long last, I've succeeded!"

"Hahaha, First Grade Pill! I am now a First Grade Alchemist! Hahaha!"

"..."

Mo Xingjian could not care less about the heat from the pill furnace, flipping open the lid without bothering to close it afterward.

The next moment, Mo Xingjian appeared on No-Sword Peak, his face flushed, holding several large, steaming, crimson pills. Then, while Xiao Ruoching watched in shock, he carefully handed them to Su Bei, saying, "Fifth Junior Brother, these pills are First Grass Creation Pills! They can enhance one's aptitude and purify one's talents—the rarest treasures under the heavens!"

"Furthermore, these other pills are First Grade Rejuvenation Pills. Your Senior Brother has spent many years in Alchemy. Using an ancestral recipe, I have healed countless severely injured patients. After wrestling with my thoughts for over a month, I've made a decision that goes against my ancestors!"

"I've decided to offer this millennia-old pill recipe, passed down from my ancestors, to our Sect for free! From my great-grandfather down to my generation—eight generations in total—we have been solely devoted to refining these Qi Blood Pills..."

"..."

With a shocked expression, Su Bei accepted the pills representing a 'decision against his ancestors' wishes'. Instantly, a unique medicinal fragrance filled his nostrils.

His eyes immediately brightened.

Purify talents? Enhance aptitude?

This… this was practically a free cheat code delivered to his doorstep!

The scent lingered at the tip of his nose. With just a light sniff, Su Bei could feel the Qi and blood in his body flowing more freely than ever.

Xiao Ruoching also gazed longingly at the plump, red pills.

She had heard of the Creation Pill in her previous life. It was said that each one could cause a bloodbath at auctions, and these were First Grade!

First Grade! There were only a handful in the entire Twenty-One Provinces!

It was difficult to come across such high-quality Creation Pills even at auctions. Since even cultivators in the Refining Void and Dao Integration Realms reaped significant benefits from them, who would be willing to auction such a thing?

If her Master could absorb this Creation Pill, surely his physique and talents would grow even stronger...

Yet, recalling that her Master had risked his life to obtain a single Dao Integration Demon Pill, Xiao Ruoching's eyes, like autumn waters, grew glossy as she looked at Su Bei.

This was what her Master deserved! All she needed to do was to feel happy for him.

Seeing Su Bei accept them, Mo Xingjian stroked his beard, his expression serious. He spoke slowly yet pointedly, "These Creation Pills... I've only managed to refine a few. You must keep them safe. The remaining ones are for..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Bei, under Mo Xingjian's incredulous gaze, casually tossed one of the large pills towards his prodigal disciple.

The winter breeze fluttered his white robes. Su Bei, with an air of nonchalance and a serene expression, said, "Disciple! Listen, this is a First Grass Creation Pill."

"The Third Elder refined it. Consume it to enhance your aptitude and cleanse your meridians and purify your marrow..."

"..."

Mo Xingjian's lips twitched. He watched with great heartache as the extraordinary pill was given to this unknown girl, then opened his mouth.

Had I failed to explain to my junior brother the importance of this pill? Or did my junior brother not know its effects would also be remarkably potent for him?

He then took a deep breath, looked at Su Bei, and said earnestly, "Junior Brother, you might not have understood what your Senior Brother meant."

"What I meant was that the effects of the Creation Pill are so potent, they can greatly aid cultivators in realms such as Divinity Transformation, Refining Void, and Dao Integration Realms!"

"It can also enhance the upper limit of one's cultivation, talent, constitution, and so on..."

"..."

Su Bei nodded indifferently, then slowly turned around. Looking at Xiao Ruoching, who was still stunned, he smiled gently and said tenderly, "My disciple, did you hear that? Third Elder said it."

"This Creation Pill is extremely precious, and its effects are very powerful. You must absorb it carefully, earnestly, and thoroughly for your Master... for yourself."

"Now, hurry up and thank Third Elder."

"..."

Seeing this scene, Mo Xingjian almost bit his tongue.

But even though I think it's a waste of the pill, I can't criticize Su Bei.

The pill originally belonged to Su Bei; he could give it to whomever he wanted, and Mo Xingjian had no right to interfere.

Fortunately, I secretly kept half of the Demon Core. When I return, I'll refine a few more of these Creation Pills to significantly enhance my own talent. Perhaps then I'll have a chance to surpass the Dao Integration threshold...

Wouldn't I be at a great loss if Su Bei used all of it? Keeping half is only my due!

At that thought, his gaze deepened as he looked at Su Bei again. Seeing Su Bei's demeanor, still as gentle as a spring breeze, Mo Xingjian sighed.

It seems I was rather prejudiced against this junior brother of mine in the past.

He is much more extraordinary than I imagined.

After all, to give away such a divine object to his own disciple without any sign of greed, without even blinking, so clearly and straightforwardly... Mo Xingjian admitted to himself that he certainly couldn't do that. Perhaps no one in the entire Twenty-One Provinces could, not even Li Qiu, who was known as the Confucian Sage!

Xiao Ruoching took a deep breath, tightly clutching the Creation Pill. As she looked at her Master and the smile he had for her, she suddenly felt a burst of secret joy mingled with a surge of sorrow.

Would Master really give me such an important pill so easily?

Without any hesitation?

Am I really that important in his heart?

She gently stood up, lowered her eyes, and quietly wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye. She walked up to Su Bei and solemnly put the Creation Pill back in his hand.

Sunlight caught the glimmer of moisture in her eyes, making them sparkle. Xiao Ruoching lowered her head, not wanting Su Bei to see.

How could I brazenly accept this First Grade Creation Pill?

Frankly, I am very envious of the Creation Pill. If Master had given it to me a few days ago, I probably would have been desperate to swallow it...

But Master has already done so much for me. On Unrepentant Cliff, he gave me such a tremendous opportunity. How could I have the face to accept this Creation Pill now?

Thinking of the terrible things I had done to Master before, my guilt intensified.

"Your disciple thanks Third Martial Uncle for the pill you refined!"

Then, Xiao Ruoching looked at Su Bei, her eyes filled with puzzlement, and softly said, "Master, you've already done so much for me. I can't accept this pill!"

Witnessing this, Mo Xingjian suddenly felt like an incredibly awkward third wheel. He smiled at Su Bei, and then his figure disappeared.

Su Bei frowned, looking at his prodigal disciple.

Damn it, you're usually so eager to cultivate! Now you're given medicine and you won't use it? This pill is a complete waste if I use it. Only if you use it can I reap the greatest benefits!

But seeing Xiao Ruoching's flickering gaze, Su Bei coughed and said sternly, "Take it. What's with all this needless talk?"

Seeing Xiao Ruoching still looking at him stubbornly, she turned and began to walk away. Su Bei snorted, strode forward, and grabbed her amidst his prodigal disciple's surprised cry!

However, because Xiao Ruoching was uncooperative, and Su Bei 'accidentally on purpose' slipped.

BANG—

Both of them fell to the snowy ground with a dull thud.

They landed face to face, Su Bei on top of Xiao Ruoching. The faint, alluring fragrance from his prodigal disciple wafted to his nose, carried by the gentle breeze.

This ambiguous posture felt quite pleasant to Su Bei. Xiao Ruoching, shocked, seemed slow to react, allowing Su Bei to remain pressed upon her delicate body, feeling his warm breath.

Looking at his prodigal disciple's exquisite face, her black hair spread messily on the snowy ground. It was slightly damp from the snow melting due to her body heat, making her look a bit disheveled...

"Master, you..."