Chapter 85: You’d Better Be More Careful

There is a kind of pleasure called having soft jade in your arms, and a kind of thrill called being before your husband… ahem, digressing.

The soft touch, the peach blossom scent lingering in the air, and the orchid-like warmth constantly teasing her sensitive, fragile earlobes.

Coupled with that enchanting and seductive voice, Chen Xiaoyan felt invincible again.

The only flaw was the lack of pressure—was it because it was too small?

Mu Qingxue and Liu Yue’s murderous glares were completely ignored by Chongchong, as if unseen, and she continued teasing Chen Xiaoyan.

Suddenly, she sensed the murderous intent behind her vanish.

This left Chongchong very puzzled.

What’s going on?

They can’t do anything to me, so they’re accepting reality?

A smug smile curled at the corner of Chongchong’s mouth.

It should have been this way long ago.

“What are you two doing?”

A cold voice rang out from behind, making Chongchong’s head buzz painfully.

“Vice Sect Leader Sister!”

Chongchong turned to see Shen Qingqing, her face paling instantly as she obediently stood up.

Chen Xiaoyan also rose and hurried to stand before Shen Qingqing.

“Sister Shen, did you enter the dungeon instance?”

Shen Qingqing didn’t answer her question, instead casting a cold glance at Chongchong.

“Xiaoyan, women should mind their words and actions. What you just did was so indecent—what kind of example is that?”

“Um, Chongchong was just playing with the disciple, no other meaning.”

“Yes, yes,” Chongchong quickly chimed in.

“As disciples of Tianxiang Sect, wherever you go you represent the sect. You must always keep the sect’s reputation in mind. Understand?”

“Disciple understands.”

Ancient thinking was far less free and open than modern times.

Relations like Longyang’s love and the polished mirror fetish were both deemed acts against ancestors and rebellious beyond repair, forced to hide in darkness and never see the light.

Because there are three unfilial acts, and having no descendants is the greatest of them.

“Sister Xiaoyan, does Vice Sect Leader mean it’s only allowed within the sect?”

Chongchong quietly asked Chen Xiaoyan.

Chen Xiaoyan’s mind went blank.

How had she never realized this girl was so bold?

Did she really think Shen Qingqing’s sharp hearing was just for show?

Sure enough, seeing Shen Qingqing’s gloomy face about to drip water, Chen Xiaoyan knew Chongchong was about to become a dead bug.

She was doomed!

“Sister Shen, Chongchong only—”

Before she could finish, Shen Qingqing waved her off, smiling sweetly at Chongchong, with none of the earlier coldness.

“Chongchong, with such weak strength, you’re embarrassing me, Shen Qingqing. After returning to the sect, come to Tianxin Pavilion. This Sect Leader will personally instruct you.”

Something felt off.

The sudden flip of emotions gave Chen Xiaoyan an unreal feeling.

“Vice Sect Leader Sister, you want to—”

Chongchong covered her small mouth, eyes full of disbelief.

She never thought she’d be noticed by an NPC one day.

“Xiaoyan alone is still too difficult. When you grow stronger, you can help her share the burden,” Shen Qingqing said with a smile.

“Don’t worry, Vice Sect Leader Sister, disciple won’t let you down.”

Chongchong was ecstatic.

Hearing Shen Qingqing’s words, she agreed immediately.

Gaining a divine skill and helping Chen Xiaoyan—a perfect deal.

Half a month had passed.

Was her wish finally about to come true?

Back when she first saw Sister Xiaoyan’s incredible healing skill, she envied her for a long time.

Now, I, Chongchong, have one too.

Woohoo~

“Good.”

Seeing Chongchong agree without hesitation, Shen Qingqing’s smile grew wider.

This scene made Chen Xiaoyan’s scalp tingle and her hands and feet go cold.

From now on, even if she died, she must never anger this woman.

“I really envy you Tianxiang Sect for having such a good sect leader,” Hongchen Rumeng raised a hand and rubbed his nose, his tone full of envy.

“Hehe,” Chongchong giggled foolishly.

Chen Xiaoyan twitched her mouth, really wanting to tell Chongchong not to go, but she couldn’t.

On one hand, this girl might think she deliberately didn’t want her to get the skill.

On the other, she didn’t want to provoke Shen Qingqing, this scheming boss.

Better to rely on luck, little sister.

Amitabha.

“Sister Xiaoyan, why do you look like you’re not very happy?”

“Are you afraid I’ll steal your number one spot?”

Seeing this girl’s smug tone and mischievous expression, Chen Xiaoyan rolled her eyes and turned around, signaling she didn’t want to talk.

Let her gloat first. She’d soon see how cruel reality could be.

“I think you should listen more to Sister Xiaoyan’s advice,” Liu Yue said expressionlessly, suddenly speaking to Chongchong.

Liu Yue didn’t know Shen Qingqing well, but she knew Chen Xiaoyan.

To her, Xiaoyan had always treated little Chongchong as a true friend.

She herself wasn’t a jealous person.

So seeing Xiaoyan worried about something so joyous, there had to be some hidden catch.

Judging from Chongchong’s past deeds, this trip was no doubt a trap.

Liu Yue’s words left Chongchong baffled.

Why did everyone suddenly turn into riddle-speakers?

“Whose disciple are you?”

Shen Qingqing noticed Liu Yue.

Just with her cultivation below the Daofallen realm, she could already train such extraordinary spiritual power—no wonder she was Dao Yan’s elder brother’s disciple.

Truly gifted.

“Reporting to Vice Sect Leader Shen, my master is Dao Yan Zhenren,” Liu Yue respectfully cupped her hands.

“Dao Yan? So it’s him,” Shen Qingqing was somewhat surprised, then glanced at Chen Xiaoyan, Mu Qingxue, and Liu Yue, smiling, “I didn’t expect the three sects’ latest generation to be together again. What a coincidence.”

“Nothing, just a sigh. By the way, what’s your name?”

“Liu Yue. Vice Sect Leader Shen can just call me Xiaoyue.”

Xiaoyue.

That name seemed familiar, as if she’d heard it somewhere before.

Shen Qingqing scrutinized Liu Yue for a moment.

She immediately noticed the dazzling Qingxin Ring on her left hand.

Xiaoyue, ring.

These two clues cut through the fog like blades.

She recalled what Chen Xiaoyan said at the sect.

A cold glint flashed in her eyes as she looked at the Qingxin Ring on Liu Yue’s left hand.

“This is the Qingxin Ring?”

“Yes.”

Shen Qingqing’s gaze was like a starving wolf, staring fiercely at the Qingxin Ring, as if she wanted to swallow it whole.

Her intense stare frightened Liu Yue out of her wits.

She tried to hide her left hand but was too afraid of angering this powerful figure and getting slapped to death, so she hesitated.

Fortunately, Shen Qingqing looked for a while, then withdrew her gaze.

She did want this ring, but since Xiaoyan had already given it to her, it belonged to her now.

An elder snatching a junior’s artifact—how bad would that look if word got out?

“Take good care of it. The Qingxin Ring is truly a treasure for you.”

“Thank you, Vice Sect Leader Shen.”

Liu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, the heavy stone in her heart finally lifted.

Shen Qingqing returned to Chen Xiaoyan’s side.

She didn’t ask Liu Yue what her relationship with Chen Xiaoyan was.

This junior was far smarter than that Chongchong girl; asking directly wouldn’t get anything.

But she would have to watch her more carefully in the future.

“Xiaoyan, why didn’t I see you inside the dungeon instance?”

Chen Xiaoyan chuckled helplessly.

Coincidentally, this was exactly what she wanted to say.