All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

The Sacred Land, a treasure nestled in Jiangnan, was in early spring, the most beautiful season of them all.

A while had passed since the Lantern Festival, and green willows spread like smoke across Jiangnan. The spring breeze gently skimmed countless storied buildings and pavilions, Broken Sword River flowed through Wu City, and numerous painted boats drifted in the breeze, their songs lingering uninterruptedly.

Gazing into the distance, this grand and ancient sacred city not only embraced the gentle charm of Jiangnan but also bore the profound heritage of the Twenty-One Provinces.

Warm sunlight, bathed in the gentle spring breeze, fell upon Su Bei. The flying boat had steadily come to a stop in a secluded corner.

Soon, a large group of Sacred Land Disciples hurried towards the Sword Sect. Shortly after, they handed a storage ring to Wenren Pingxin.

The lead Sacred Land Disciple looked at Elder Wenren humbly and said,

"Elder Wenren, my name is Xie Nan, and there are six hundred tokens within this storage ring."

...

Given the multitude of sects participating in the opening ceremony of the Twenty-One Provinces, the countless large and small sects had already exceeded a thousand. To avoid chaos, every sect needed to possess the corresponding tokens to settle into Wu City.

Loose Cultivators and common folk, though allowed to roam in Wu City, were not permitted to reside.

Wenren Pingxin took the ring and distributed the tokens, then led the imposing group of Sword Sect Disciples, following Xie Nan into Wu City.

Su Bei had visited Wu City several times before but only ever glanced at it from afar or stayed briefly.

Upon entering the city, an expanse of spring water met his eyes. Throughout the city, both inside and out, were green tiles and vermilion-painted rafters, as well as many splendid palaces and tranquil monasteries, all buzzing with the clamor of voices!

A dense crowd of people filled the streets; noise and clamor were everywhere. Wherever one looked, buildings filled the view.

Simply following the Sword Sect group towards their lodging, Su Bei could sense countless auras of the Divinity Transformation stage along the way, to say nothing of those in the Nascent Soul and Golden Core stages.

This place was truly where hidden dragons and crouching tigers gathered, a congregation of heroes.

While leading the Sword Sect Disciples inside, Xie Nan explained,

"Flying is forbidden within Wu City. No one from the Twenty-One Provinces, regardless of status, is allowed to cause disputes. Furthermore, as the premier city of the Sacred Land, Wu City will protect the safety of all sect members."

...

He had a hint of pride in his expression as he spoke.

Su Bei nodded, listening to Xie Nan's introduction. From what he knew about the Sacred Land, there were more than a handful in the Dao Integration Realm, and even a few in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, though their exact number was unknown to anyone. This was the foundation of the Sacred Land's power to maintain balance among the sects of the world.

After leading the Sword Sect Disciples to a separate courtyard, Xie Nan left with the other Sacred Land Disciples.

As an elder of the Sword Sect, Su Bei and his two good-for-nothing disciples were assigned a separate courtyard. With two days left before the Sacred Land's opening ceremony, he found himself in a rare state of leisure—though, even on No-Sword Peak, he wasn't usually very busy...

Finally free from a landscape blanketed in snow, Su Bei stretched lazily and then sat down in a small pavilion by the lake. Half-squinting, he basked in the sun, absently rubbing his belly and murmured to himself,

This battle at the Ascension Platform in the Sacred Land will probably last a month...

With so many sects participating, I wonder how the Saintess will manage it all.

Thinking of the somewhat mysterious Saintess, Su Bei subconsciously recalled the woman he had met beneath Unrepentant Cliff that night.

Could she be the Saintess?

A ripple surged through his heart; he feared no one would believe that on a dark and windy night, he had been with the Saintess, engaged in an act that left both parties sweating profusely!

—Of course, it was grilling kidneys.

The Domain Flying Boat was incredibly fast. It was still afternoon in the Sacred Land, the day still young and the sunlight perfect. Su Bei felt he shouldn't waste his time aimlessly daydreaming.

With such a fine setting, I should find a way to have a good heart-to-heart with my junior martial sister. Perhaps, I could even sneak into her... room late at night...

After all, I was at such a disadvantage that night; I didn't feel a thing.

With that thought, Su Bei gave a slight cough and stood up with a stern face, addressing his two disciples who were busy cultivating and ignoring each other,

"You two, cultivate properly in this courtyard, do you hear me?"

"Your master is going out for a while... to survey the surroundings. Yes, that's it. If I don't return by nightfall, just prepare some food for yourselves."

"Don't wait for me!"

He didn't look back at the expressions of his two good-for-nothing disciples. Instead, a smile curved at the corner of his mouth as he tiptoed out of the courtyard.

Xiao Ruoching opened her eyes, a puzzled look on her face as she watched her master whisk away. With slightly furrowed brows, she wondered,

What's been going on with Master these days? Why is he always disappearing without a trace?

He never used to be like this.

Regarding Master's increasingly strange behavior recently, a suspicion formed in Xiao Ruoching's mind. Could this be considered... not coming home regularly?

If a man starts neglecting his home, and he doesn't have any strange hobbies, then it must mean... he has someone else outside!

HISS—

The thought struck Xiao Ruoching instantly, unsettling her. Her fingers trembled so much that her sword almost fell.

Her mind raced with wild thoughts.

He already has such a beautiful disciple like me; why would he go looking for 'wildflowers' elsewhere?

If Master really wanted me... like that, even if I feigned reluctance, I wouldn't actually refuse. So why does he have to go out and 'steal a taste'? Is it because I'm not proactive enough?

That wretched woman who has captivated Master's soul... just who is she?

Mo Li's cool eyes glanced briefly at Xiao Ruoching, whose face practically screamed 'soul lost in distraction'. She, too, seemed contemplative as she watched the figure in the white robe embroidered with begonias disappear.

Her delicate fingers clutched tightly, allowing her fingertips to sink into her palm until wisps of blood seeped out.

He must have gone to find Dan Wulan; I'm sure of it.

What exactly happened that night after I left?

Her silvery hair fluttered in the air, sparkling with an unusual luster.

As if by some unspoken agreement, without any exchange of words or looks, the two women stood up simultaneously.

RUSTLE—

RUSTLE—

Then, they both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

A cold smile curled Xiao Ruoching's lips as she looked at Mo Li before her, squinting her eyes and saying,

"Junior Sister, what are you planning to do?"

Mo Li had her arms crossed over her Longsword, her long lashes blinking lightly as she replied indifferently,

"Find Master."

Xiao Ruoching's eyebrows lifted in surprise at the woman's unabashed response. Now, with a formidable rival present, this Junior Sister seems to pose a greater threat than that vixen who appeared out of nowhere!

My Junior Sister is still my Junior Sister, after all, even if we rarely see eye to eye. I consider myself broad-minded when it comes to major principles of right and wrong.

Clearing her throat softly and gathering her wind-blown black hair at the ends, she spoke lightly,

"Senior Sister has the same intention!"

Mo Li did not avert her gaze as she usually did but squinted at the woman in front of her, then nodded slightly.

The two women looked at each other, took a deep breath, and walked towards the courtyard's gate.

A peculiar feeling arose unbidden in their hearts. Is this the first time since we became martial sisters that we're cooperating for a strategic purpose?

To track Master?

...

Su Bei licked his lips, his hands behind his back, then walked normally towards Dan Wulan's courtyard.

He gently pushed aside the dense willow branches, which still bore tender buds.

Because the Sword Sect was a Great Sect, it occupied a prime location, with courtyards arrayed in neat order, imbued with an ancient charm—reminiscent of the unique ambiance that belonged to Jiangnan, as willows drifted gently…

Su Bei looked around carefully to make sure no one was following him before stepping into the courtyard.

Seeing the door closed, he didn't think twice and pushed it open.

The afternoon sun scattered its light gently in the spring breeze, as if sharp willow leaves were slicing it into pieces, sprinkling it over the snow-white body in front of him.

Su Bei stared blankly at the scene before him, completely forgetting why he had come.

Dan Wulan's purple gown, which usually touched the floor, was now pooled around her exquisite, jade-like feet. Her long, straight legs were pressed gently together. Her full breasts, their contours like rolling hills, were only partially concealed by a moon-white dudou, one of its ribbons untied...

Revealing beautiful curves, her silk stockings were carelessly thrown aside, exposing slender and delicate feet. Faint bluish veins were visible on the skin, her five toes like pearls, so beautiful they looked like an exquisite work of art.

The spring warmth came with Su Bei's gentle push of the door, bringing with it fluttering petals that danced into the ancient-scented room.

They were like stars scattering chaotically, dusting her white hair, weaving between her toes...

One petal even adorned her delicate nose, quivering slightly.

The willows swayed, their leaves rustling; everything was intoxicating.

Su Bei opened his mouth, looking at the barely-hanging dudou, which was lightly covered by a pair of tender fingers. He then saw a blush visibly creeping up to Dan Wulan's ears.

"Uh, I didn't realize you were changing clothes."

...

Su Bei took a step back, turned around as if he hadn't seen anything at all, serene and smiling as he gently closed the door.

Then he suddenly sat on the ground, patting his chest and gasping for breath, a jolt like electricity surging through his heart.

Like warm jade... truly, indescribably beautiful!

Dan Wulan didn't make a sound. Listening to the soft rustle of changing clothes from inside, Su Bei sighed deeply and mused,

Indeed, people are different. If it were my wayward eldest disciple, her piercing screams would probably be shattering my eardrums by now! As expected of a woman I've... shared an experience with; her mental fortitude is truly on another level!

Just as Su Bei was lost in thought, the door behind him creaked open.

His eyes brightened, and he coughed lightly, trying his best to appear gentle, and was about to turn around.

Then, a sword, its blade radiating cold, was instantly pressed against his neck, and a clear voice, like rippling water, came from behind him,

"Forget it!"