All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Dan Wulan bit down on her lower lip, her actions ceasing mid-movement as her eyes, clear as spring water, watched the gradually closing door.

Did Senior Brother see that?

Although on that night, when she had been wearing her bellyband, Senior Brother had also seen everything, the two situations were completely different, weren't they!

At that time, her straps hadn't come undone.

She felt an instant disturbance in her heart. She was changing because the sunlight here was so bright, and the Crane Cloak purple shirt from her time in Snow State felt too heavy. She wanted to change into a light Moon Purple Gauze Skirt...

Her cheeks grew increasingly hot.

What was the nature of her current ambiguous relationship with Senior Brother?

Although Su Bei put on the air of a gentleman, acting as though he would not see anything improper, she wasn't like Dan Wuque, who would remain unaware. So how could she not know that he had seen her completely?

As she pondered, she frowned and lightly switched to the Moon Purple Gauze Skirt. Beneath it, her slender, jade-like legs were faintly visible. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dim golden rays into the room.

This complex relationship left Dan Wulan feeling lost and empty inside.

Pushing open the door and seeing him sitting on the ground with a faint smile on his lips, she let out a cold laugh.

CLANG—

Her Longsword was now pressed against his neck, and she said indifferently, "Forget it!"

Hearing Dan Wulan's words, Su Bei found them somewhat inconceivable.

Even though both of them had been candid with each other, why is she still putting on such a facade?

Reaching out, Su Bei pinched the blade Dan Wulan pointed at him. He felt little force. Is she just putting on a show? he chuckled inwardly.

Indeed, he had never met a woman who truly didn't care, like his second disciple.

Su Bei's hand slid up the blade. He then took Dan Wulan's small hand and, to her somewhat astonished gaze, slowly sheathed her Longsword at her waist.

He casually wrapped his arm lightly around her waist. Through the thin purple gauze, Su Bei could clearly feel its cool, soft, yet delicate texture.

Dan Wulan's body clearly trembled, and she quickly retreated to evade Su Bei's mischievous hand, glaring at him with her beautiful eyes and declaring, "I am angry."

Lately, she increasingly felt that Su Bei's feelings towards her had undeniably changed.

A bit too... proactive? I even feel an unrealistic sense of happiness, as if I'm being pursued!

Angry?

Su Bei looked at her ice-cold face as she tried hard to turn the corners of her mouth downwards in a semblance of anger. He found it somewhat amusing.

This cool junior sister of his has indeed become much more expressive by his side.

"Senior Brother, of course, knows you're angry."

He moved closer. Seeing Dan Wulan's slightly blushing ears, he grabbed her small hand, silently urging her not to pull away.

Then he extended his hand toward her cheek. Dan Wulan instinctively leaned back, trying to avoid Su Bei's hand.

But Su Bei held her hand firmly, and she couldn't pull it away. For a moment, she forgot she was a Mid Stage Refining Void Immortal. Or perhaps, she thought, have I already accepted his actions in my heart?

What is Senior Brother doing? He's being far too bold...

But strangely, I don't find this obviously overstepping gesture repulsive. There's even a slight, sweet feeling within my heart.

Finally, Su Bei's thumb, index, and middle fingers touched her slightly cool cheek. In that instant, a delicate sensation traveled up his fingertips. He softly brushed past her nose and plucked the petal away.

He waggled it in front of her eyes, the corners of his mouth curved in a tender smile, and said, "Even when you're angry, you should be mindful of your image."

Yet he knew, beneath the adornment of that pink petal, with the sunlight casting shadowy patterns, she looked even more captivating.

Feeling his gentle touch, the petal, translucent in the sunlight, seemed to shimmer before her eyes. Dan Wulan bit her thin lips, her cheeks flushing red, unsure if she should continue to keep the corners of her mouth turned downwards.

Her gaze lowered, a shimmering light, like sunlight on water, flickered in her eyes.

"Mmhmm."

Her brief reply was an attempt to hide the shyness welling up inside her.

Is Senior Brother becoming bolder? I can't help pondering if that night I was like a sheep delivered into a den of wolves.

Had I finally awakened his wolfish desires?

But even if he were a wolf, he's probably a tender one that couldn't bear to bite.

Looking at the woman before him, her expression cold yet with an air of yielding, Su Bei's eyes burned with passion as he softly asked, "Junior Sister, would you like to accompany Senior Brother on a stroll through Jiangnan?"

In Dan Wulan's eyes, a flicker of astonishment surfaced, swiftly followed by delight, and she nodded her head.

「...」

As the sun began to set in the west, the riverbanks of Wu City, past which the river flowed, teemed with life. Music from flutes and drums drifted from the high pavilions, and painted boats drifted with the waves. The crowds grew, and the area became increasingly bustling.

Su Bei held Dan Wulan's hand, lingering among the throng of people.

Unbeknownst to them, two figures were stealthily following. The crowd was too chaotic, and even Su Bei failed to notice the aura of his two trouble-making disciples.

Xiao Ruoching's eyes were fixed intently on Dan Wulan's white hair, her face slightly pale as she bit her lower lip.

Indeed, who else from the Sword Sect could have caused Master to change so?

It was Ninth Uncle!

She seems so cold and aloof on normal days; who would have thought she'd strike first behind the scenes?

True, I kissed Master before anyone else, but...how different it was then compared to now!

Back then, I could sense it was only Ninth Uncle's unrequited love. But now, I can clearly see Master's hand holding hers!

What does that indicate? It means Master has already accepted her in his heart!

With downcast eyes, not knowing what to say, she felt as though all her persistence had dissolved into nothingness at this moment.

Mo Li's eyes were coldly fixed on the Gilt Phoenix Feather Stepping Shake in Dan Wulan's white hair, her small hand tightly clenched.

Just as expected!

It seems my guess was eighty percent correct.

It's like I've made a wedding dress for another woman...

"..."

If not for the involvement of the most important person in her heart, Mo Li might not have felt such intense hatred for her!

After all, although Dan Wulan always appeared indifferent, she was the one who had warmed the brocade quilt that had frozen solid in the snowstorm...

Xiao Ruoching was somewhat puzzled as she listened to Mo Li's seemingly nonsensical words, her eyebrows furrowing.

Mo Li turned her head to look at Xiao Ruoching's pale face and let out a cold snort, saying, "Pathetic."

Xiao Ruoching was taken aback. She glanced subconsciously at Mo Li's fair hands, already marred with many scars, and pursed her lips. Compared to me, you're just pretending to be strong.

"You think you're capable? If you were, you wouldn't have followed me here," Xiao Ruoching's neck flushed red, and she bit the tip of her tongue before retorting.

Mo Li turned her head away. She felt no affection for any woman around Su Bei; even for Li Zijun, the most she felt was a lack of aversion.

In the midst of their argument, they suddenly realized that their Master was nowhere to be seen.

The two women furrowed their brows, painstakingly searching for Su Bei's silhouette.

「The sun had already set.」

Su Beitong and Dan Wulan were wandering around leisurely—perhaps because of the Sacred Land's great competition, many shops had gathered in Wu City, and Su Bei could even see that Wan Qingzhai.

Thinking of the time in Mo City when he bought so many clothes for his spendthrift disciple, Su Bei's thoughts swayed slightly.

Immediately, he dragged Dan Wulan toward Wan Qingzhai.

The streets were teeming with shoppers. Su Bei could even spot several Sword Sect Disciples moving through the crowd. Seeing that it was impossible to squeeze through, Su Bei sighed gently.

I should get something for Junior Sister...

Perhaps catching on to Su Bei's intent, Dan Wulan felt a tremor in her heart, but she spoke indifferently, "Let's go somewhere else."

Su Bei looked up at the half-moon in the sky. Its light, along with the street lanterns, shimmered on the river's surface. Both sides of the river were lined with restaurants, their corner lamps brightly lit. Each street had thousands of lamps, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime. How could such a beautiful sight not create some wonderful memories? he thought.

Perhaps this will be the only chance to roam Wu City alone with Junior Sister.

Looking at the Stepping Shake atop Dan Wulan's white hair, Su Bei's heart stirred; all he had done was return the Stepping Shake to her, without ever giving her one as a gift.

Immediately finding the idea excellent, he headed towards a shop called Lingxiang Pavilion.

The shop had fewer customers than Wan Qingzhai. Su Bei, faced with a dazzling array of Stepping Shakes and hairpins, found himself struggling to choose.

Suddenly, a familiar Stepping Shake caught Su Bei's eye, prompting him to frown slightly and inquire about it from a shop assistant nearby, "This Stepping Shake... why are there two?"

The clerk smiled at Su Bei and explained, "Young Master, this pair of Stepping Shakes is called Phoenix Gilded. One is a male phoenix feather, the other a female phoenix feather. If you wish to purchase them, you must buy them as a pair."

"..."

Su Bei blinked, scrutinizing the silver Stepping Shake fixed in Dan Wulan's white hair with the aid of the lamplight.

Looking at the gilded phoenix feather pattern on it.

Identical!

His expression suddenly became dazed, lost in the memories of that night.

But I truly have no memory of it at all.

He shook his head, deciding not to dwell on these complications. His eyes lit up when he saw a purple Zilan glazed hairpin, and he said to the clerk, "This hairpin, wrap it up for me..."

Dan Wulan, unaware of what Su Bei was thinking, watched him with cool eyes.

She allowed Su Bei to gently gather her white hair and insert the hairpin.

Su Bei murmured softly, "It looks beautiful!"

The clerk also spoke with a smile, "The Young Master and the Young Lady really do make a fine pair!"

"..."

Dan Wulan bit her thin lips, her slender fingers nervously clutching the hem of her dress, as a blush of embarrassment crept onto her ears.

Upon leaving Lingxiang Pavilion, the two strolled leisurely. Suddenly, they saw a crowd rushing towards a nearby place and heard the discussions:

"It's said that Elder Lin Duo from Wuhua Palace is trying to unlock the secret of that mysterious stone!"

"And Elder Tong Xiu from Dao Sect!"

"So many Half-Step into Dao Integration elders are rushing to that stone!"

"I heard there's a high monk from the Great Thunderous Buddha Sect too!"

"..."

A mysterious stone?

A hint of curiosity flashed in Su Bei's eyes. He was someone who loved to join in the excitement. He quickly grabbed a man rushing in that direction and asked with a look of confusion, "What stone are you talking about?"

The man, panting heavily and blinking rapidly, eager to join the commotion, replied anxiously, "The Saintess just had a mysterious stone brought out!"

"Whoever can solve its secrets will receive a Token granted by the Saintess of the Sacred Land!!"

"..."

Newly presented?

A sudden interest sprang up in Su Bei's mind. Letting the man go, he pulled Dan Wulan towards where the crowd was heading.

The streets were packed. Looking at the vast, crowded thoroughfare teeming with a sea of people, Su Bei couldn't help but sigh, "So many people..."