Lü Qi grew even more flustered after hearing this, hopping anxiously in place.
“What do I do, what do I do? If Master sees me like this, she’s definitely going to scold me again… What’s wrong with dark circles? I’m not afraid of others seeing me like this, and I don’t care about their opinions or judgments!”
Those bold declarations she had made earlier echoed uncontrollably in her mind. Her face felt hot with embarrassment, and she wished she could swallow those words back.
Yun Qianxue watched Lü Qi’s panicked state, her feelings rather complicated.
The Child of the Wind God had defeated the Second Seat and First Seat of the Mosha Sect, led the Fengqing Sect to wipe them out, and became a household name overnight, her reputation among the Right Path rising to even greater heights.
Moreover, the Child of the Wind God was a gentle and stunning beauty with an elegant bearing, the goddess in the hearts of countless cultivators of the Right Path.
Yet such a goddess was behaving like this at this very moment.
Yun Qianxue could not help but think, ‘Sure enough, in front of someone you like, no matter how impressive you usually are, you’ll still end up making a fool of yourself… Wait, wait, why did I instinctively use the word “like”? Is it because…’
She recalled the time when she had pretended not to recognize Yu Yi and brought her home. Back then, she had also been extremely flustered.
Despite her indecisiveness, she had turned her wardrobe upside down trying to find the best outfit, almost embarrassing herself in front of Yu Yi.
Could it be… she also had special feelings for Elder Sister?
Yun Qianxue looked at Lü Qi and sighed silently in her heart. Sigh… another rival has appeared. Could it be that all seven of Elder Sister’s disciples are like this? If so, then this is going to be far too difficult for me…
In the end, Lü Qi gave up struggling.
She could have gone to borrow some cosmetics from the young female disciples in the sect to cover her dark circles, but that would take too much time.
As a complete workaholic, Lü Qi managed her time with extreme strictness. After thinking it over, she decided not to waste even a moment and hurried to meet the person she had been longing for day and night.
“Fu Yi, where is my master right now?” Lü Qi asked.
“Senior Yu should still be at Huayue Pavilion,” Fu Yi replied.
As soon as she finished speaking, a surge of wind spiraled beneath Lü Qi’s feet, lifting her into the air. She then drifted straight toward Huayue Pavilion.
Like a raging gale passing through, she blew up the skirts of Su Cheng and Yun Qianxue, leaving them unable to press them down.
However, no one was around to appreciate the sight, as there were only the few of them at the mountain gate. Even if others had been present, the wind would have forced them to shut their eyes.
What a pity!
Yu Yi had been idling in the pavilion for quite a while and was starting to feel bored.
“Just waiting like this… isn’t a solution,” she muttered, somewhat regretful. She should have gone into the city with Yun Qianxue earlier.
Although she was a guest of the Fengqing Sect, her identity as a demoness had not changed. Earlier, a few disciples had come to serve her tea, but they only dared to sneak glances from afar.
When they approached, they kept their heads down, placed the tea, and fled immediately. Not a single person had stayed to chat with her, making the atmosphere rather lonely and dull.
“I might as well take a walk,” Yu Yi thought as she stood up, preparing to leave Huayue Pavilion.
But in the next moment, an unusual gust of wind swept in from the horizon. Her hair fluttered as she looked ahead and saw a woman in green riding the wind toward her.
Perhaps she was too excited, or perhaps too nervous. As the green-clad woman descended, the wind beneath her feet failed to stabilize. Her body twisted, and she fell straight from midair.
With a thud!
Lü Qi landed right in front of Yu Yi, her skirt blown up by the wind, revealing what lay beneath.
Yu Yi: “…”
A strange silence filled the air.
Lü Qi, lying on the ground, felt like she wanted to die.
‘Ahhh! After so many years, our reunion is happening like this!?’
She howled inwardly. This was supposed to be a solemn and touching moment! Why is it nothing like what I imagined!?
Yu Yi looked at Lü Qi, her feelings equally complicated.
From the moment she saw her, memories from the past flooded her mind. There was no doubt that the person before her was her fourth disciple.
However… before meeting Lü Qi, based on descriptions from Blue Ling’er and the others, Yu Yi had imagined her as a strict, terrifying drill instructor, a complete workaholic.
But now… something felt off. Could it be that this workaholic had a clumsy side in private?
“No matter what… I should help her up first…” Yu Yi shifted her gaze away, walked over, bent down, and said, “How long are you planning to stay on the ground?”
Only then did Lü Qi slowly raise her head and meet Yu Yi’s eyes.
At close range, Yu Yi was startled. “Such heavy dark circles! You could go to a zoo and pretend to be a panda!”
“M-Master… it’s been a long time. Could you help me up?” Lü Qi reached out her hand, explaining bitterly, “There’s a small wind vortex beneath me holding me down, so it’s hard to get up…”
Yu Yi glanced down and saw that something was indeed trapping her. Grasping Lü Qi’s hand, she pulled her up. At that instant, the vortex dissipated into a burst of airflow that shot past Yu Yi, lifting her skirt.
For a moment, everything beneath was completely exposed.
Just then, Su Cheng and Yun Qianxue arrived at Huayue Pavilion and witnessed the scene, feasting their eyes.
Yu Yi did not lose her composure over this minor accident. Calmly, she pressed her skirt down and asked, “How long has it been since you rested?”
“Well… about… two days?”
“Only two days?” Yu Yi pinched her cheek.
“I was wrong, Master, I was wrong! Actually… I’ve lost count,” Lü Qi pleaded.
“Sigh. It seems you didn’t take a single word of my teachings to heart.” Yu Yi sighed.
In her memory, Lü Qi had always been like this, working and cultivating day and night back in Among the Colorful Clouds, even once dragging Chi Ming into it.
Her disregard for her own body had earned her punishment. At first, the punishments were serious, but later it became clear that Lü Qi never changed.
Punishments were useless, so the Original Host switched to simple “physical punishments” like pinching cheeks and tugging ears as a warning.
“Anyway, put down your work for now. Let others handle it,” Yu Yi ordered.
“But…”
“But what? I’m here, and you’re still thinking about work? Do you not want me to disturb you?” Yu Yi countered.
“No! Absolutely not! Master, you know me—I would never think that!” Lü Qi hurriedly explained, her eyes shimmering with tears as if she might cry.
Yu Yi looked at her and sighed.
Clearly the oldest disciple, almost twenty years old, yet still acting like a delicate little girl… How exactly did someone like this instill “unforgettable fear” in Blue Ling’er and the others?
Not far away, Yun Qianxue watched quietly and murmured, “That fourth elder sister… she’s not what I imagined. In front of Elder Sister, she’s so different… kind of cute.”
“Cute?” Su Cheng let out a cold laugh. “Wait until you see her when she’s serious. Fourth Senior Sister is the most terrifying when it comes to changing expressions among the seven of us.”
“I-Is she really that scary?” Yun Qianxue swallowed nervously, her curiosity surging.
She could not help but recall what Blue Ling’er and Huang Doudou had said before.