Su Tao’er was trembling with rage. She thought about what a righteous gentleman her Honored Master was, especially considering he was teaching her about the ways of the world just a moment ago! Now, he was being insulted so publicly.
Just as she was about to lose her composure and lash out, she noticed Si Yan’s face twitching. Cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.
Seeing what looked like a guilty expression on Si Yan’s face, the girl’s heart skipped a beat. ‘Could it be that Master and Senior Brother Bai really have that kind of… hobby?’ Combined with what Si Yan had told her earlier about having a side she didn’t understand, Su Tao’er’s mood sank further. ‘Could Master and Senior Brother Bai… actually, it’s not that surprising. Senior Brother Bai is so beautiful that even my brother, Su Xuan, almost lost himself back then. Master and Senior Brother Bai have lived together day and night for years. How could he resist such temptation?’
Su Tao’er’s face flushed. She grabbed Si Yan’s sleeve and whispered, “Master… it’s okay. Tao’er understands, and I won’t tell a soul.”
But Si Yan wasn’t panicking because of her thoughts. He was terrified because he saw Bai Lan actually stepping forward.
“Lan’er, you… don’t do this. Control yourself! Just a little! Your Junior Sister is still here! Your Junior Sister is still here!”
Unfortunately, Bai Lan turned a deaf ear. He continued to step forward, no longer even bothering to hide his voice. Suddenly, a string of extremely pleasant, silver bell-like laughter rang out.
“What if I am a man? If I match these clothes, then even as a man, it is a wonderful thing, is it not?”
Luo Qingping was stunned. He had never expected Bai Lan’s voice to be so captivating.
At that moment, Bai Lan suddenly made his move. He reached out into the air, and through an invisible force, the Magnificent Clothing in Luo Qingping’s hands flew back into Bai Lan’s grasp.
Feng Shangfang’s brow twitched. “Stellar Qi Manifestation, Telekinesis… a master of the Seven Souls Realm!”
“Heh.” Bai Lan leaped up onto a large boulder above. “What if I am a man? What if I am a man… as long as it looks good, as long as it matches, isn’t that also wonderful?”
Feng Shangfang warned Luo Qingping, “Nephew, step back. I must handle this person myself.”
Even as he spoke, Feng Shangfang felt a sense of déjà vu while looking at Bai Lan. He felt certain he had seen this person somewhere before, but he couldn’t quite place it.
However, in that instant, Luo Qingping noticed flower petals suddenly drifting through the air. In the empty space, a lush grove of peach trees abruptly materialized.
It was an illusion released through Magical Techniques by Bai Lan from above. Petals swirled around him in a wild dance.
“What if I am a man? If I wear these clothes, will the world not still fall at my feet?”
Before his voice faded, Bai Lan finally pulled away the veil that had been covering his face, revealing his true features. Simultaneously, he undid the tie holding back his hair, letting the waterfall of black tresses cascade down.
As for Luo Qingping, his mind reeled upon seeing Bai Lan’s true appearance. He realized that the person he had been insulting was a woman—no, a person—of such devastating beauty that they could topple cities!
Feng Shangfang froze. He was first shocked by the “woman’s” beauty, but then a realization struck him like a bolt of lightning as memories came flooding back.
Si Yan rubbed his forehead, muttering incessantly, ‘It’s over, it’s over. This monster dared to disobey me… You’re dead when we get back. Heh heh heh, I’ll definitely make you feel like you’ve ascended to heaven…’
Just then, Bai Lan, who had been obscured by the peach blossoms, revealed himself once more. When he reappeared, he was draped in the Magnificent Clothing embroidered with intricate patterns, his long hair fluttering in the wind. He looked like a complete woman in every sense. With Bai Lan dressed like this, no one would ever question his gender again!
Su Tao’er’s jaw dropped in astonishment. She had already thought Bai Lan was beautiful, but wearing those clothes, he was several times more stunning!
Amidst the falling peach blossoms, Bai Lan slowly descended to stand before Luo Qingping’s group. He parted his crimson lips and asked with an incredibly seductive tone, “Am I beautiful?”
“Beautiful… Beautiful! You are absolutely stunning!” Luo Qingping nodded frantically in a daze.
Meanwhile, Feng Shangfang’s expression had changed drastically. A chill ran from the base of his spine straight to the top of his head! He had finally remembered who the person in front of him was! That was the peerless Great Demon who had plunged the entire cultivation world into a bloodbath decades ago!
“It’s you… It’s you!? The three Great Sect Leaders besieged you at the Peak of Snow Mountain. How are you not dead… How are you still alive!?”
Bai Lan gave a captivating, flirtatious smile. “You recognize me?”
“You didn’t die? You’re actually alive!?” Feng Shangfang retreated in terror. “The legends said the Sword God saved you from the three Great Sect Leaders! Was it really the Sword God who saved you!? You’re not dead… You’re really not dead!?”
Bai Lan covered half his face and giggled foolishly. “When I’m in trouble, my Senior Brother comes to the rescue. Isn’t that only natural? Or was I supposed to let those three old geezers beat me to death and refine me into a pill?”
Feng Shangfang stared in shock. “W-what?! The Sword God is your Senior Brother?! That Sword God is actually your Senior Brother!?”
Feng Shangfang’s soul shook. He had just stumbled upon a world-shattering secret!
One was a righteous hero with unparalleled sword skills, and the other was a disaster who brought ruin to nations and suffering to all living things!
No one could have ever imagined that these two were actually fellow disciples!
Finally, Feng Shangfang looked at the young man standing beside Su Tao’er, and his very soul trembled.
The Master of both the Sword God and this Great Demon!?
To be able to train those two, and to look so young—just what kind of existence, what kind of monster was he!?
And he, Feng Shangfang, had actually been insulting and looking down on this man yesterday and today!
This was the equivalent of an old man seeking a long life by drinking arsenic; he was practically begging for death!
But the man looked so young, appearing to be only about 20 years old in mortal terms…
Luo Qingping and the other disciples had yet to react. They simply couldn’t understand why Feng Shangfang was so terrified of the celestial “woman” before them.
Bai Lan blinked and said playfully, “Alright, alright. You know too much. It’s time for you to die.”
*Shing!*
Before Feng Shangfang—whose soul was on the verge of collapsing from fright—could even activate his Stellar Qi, Bai Lan drew a Silver-patterned Flexible Sword from his waist. In a single instant, he beheaded the man!
*Splurt!*
Feng Shangfang, who had just been acting so prestigious in front of Luo Qingping and the others, was suddenly reduced to a headless corpse. A mist of blood sprayed from the smooth, crimson neck, soaking the peach blossoms and leaving red speckles on Bai Lan’s face, making him look even more enchanting…