“Eh?! M-me? No, that won’t work…”
Su Xiyao’s panic was visible to the naked eye; her earlobes turned pink immediately, and her entire face flushed bright red.
What a cute reaction.
What a pure reaction.
Zhu Lan almost squinted her eyes and hummed in delight.
That’s right, that’s exactly how it should develop.
“Yes, Holy Maiden, you wouldn’t want to bear the negative reputation of being cold and heartless, would you?”
“Eh?!! How could that be…”
Zhu Lan spoke nonsense with a straight face: “Holy Maiden, we are currently guests at your Yaochi Holy Land. As the Holy Maiden of this place, you should fulfill your duty as a host and not let Yaochi Holy Land bear the negative reputation of ‘neglecting guests’ because of you.”
“Eh!!! Is it really that serious!”
Seeing the heroine looking flustered and at a loss, Zhu Lan smirked in her heart.
In the original text, the heroine was described as a natural airhead.
Under the guidance of Lord Zhu Lan, wouldn’t she be tricked into the male lead’s bed in a matter of minutes!
Anyway, you two are the male and female leads, destined to be entangled.
Besides, since they are already in love, Zhu Lan felt much less guilty about pulling strings like this.
“Alright, then…”
Just as Su Xiyao was about to nod in agreement, another voice made Zhu Lan want to hit someone.
“There’s no need. I just rested for a while, and now I feel much better; I can run and jump.”
Ye Feng left Zhu Lan’s side with an expressionless face and took two steps.
“Haha…”
Zhu Lan laughed dryly.
“Look at you, being stubborn again. If you’re hurt, just honestly enjoy the feeling of being taken care of instead of trying to be a hero!”
Zhu Lan turned to Su Xiyao again and offered a dry laugh: “He is just like this, always stubborn and proud. I think someone like him really needs a gentle and kind person to see through the strength in his heart…”
Ye Feng, however, did not appreciate it.
He even jumped in place twice without changing his expression to prove that he was perfectly healthy.
“You… you’re not listening at all!”
Zhu Lan gritted her teeth and squeezed the words out from between them, feeling frustrated that he wouldn’t meet her expectations.
She would have loved to give Ye Feng’s leg a whack with a club.
That way, this idiot Ye Feng wouldn’t be able to hop around on the spot.
“I really am fine.”
Ye Feng looked at the wall that was twice the height of a person nearby, ready to jump.
“Stop, stop, stop, stop!”
Zhu Lan sighed, holding her forehead, and bid farewell to the Holy Maiden to return to the guest quarters.
“I’m leaving.”
Zhu Lan ditched Ye Feng, wanting to return to the banquet.
If nothing else, the food here was exceptional, and the special spirit tea left her feeling remarkably revitalized.
She was going to drink her fill, drink until she was stuffed, until she couldn’t take another drop!
Just as she was about to turn and leave, a hand grabbed her clothes.
Zhu Lan: ?
Ye Feng said expressionlessly: “I’m injured and need care. You just said that if one is injured, they should honestly enjoy the feeling of being cared for.”
Zhu Lan smiled.
She smiled in anger.
“You just said you were better! I’m sure if I hadn’t stopped you, you would have jumped over that wall just to show me!”
Zhu Lan whipped her clothes hard….
Well, it didn’t come loose.
Zhu Lan sighed: “Sigh, then where else are you feeling uncomfortable?”
Ye Feng: “The Bone-Erosion Insect inside me is calling out.”
“Speak like a human.”
“I want to kiss.”
Zhu Lan: !
“No!”
She knew this boy Ye Feng wasn’t planning anything good.
“It’s not up to you.”
Zhu Lan: ?
She clearly felt the force grabbing her clothes gradually increasing….
“Hey Ye Feng, I’m going out to drink tea in a bit!”
“Drink mine.”
“What are you— Mm!”
He was already well-acquainted with this body.
With just a few simple caresses, Zhu Lan quickly turned soft.
Zhu Lan’s head was hot, her face flushed, and using her last bit of strength, she weakly refused him: “We can’t do this, the door is still open.”
Ye Feng raised his hand, and the open door clicked shut.
Seeing this, Zhu Lan gave up her final resistance.
….
At the banquet, after the battle between Jianshou and Ye Feng, some young disciples still went on stage to spar, and even some daring female disciples from the Yaochi Holy Land went up to trade blows.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were flushed red; they wanted to say something ambiguous to tease the female disciples, but dozens of old matrons were glaring at them with unfriendly expressions.
“Sigh, Senior Brother, why do those old hags keep staring at our Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples? We haven’t even done or said anything yet!”
A new disciple was crestfallen; this was an opportunity the elders had worked so hard to secure, and he hadn’t managed to spout any of his slick talk.
“Junior Brother, you don’t know this, but in previous years when we participated in the Yaochi Holy Land, we were the ones who talked the most, which is why their elders watch us so closely.”
“Ah? So it turns out we are the ones sitting in the shade provided by the seniors who came before us.”
“Sigh, there’s no helping it. It seems there’s no chance this year. The elders’ intention is for us to hold our ground and behave ourselves; if we perform well this year, maybe we’ll have a chance to strike next year!”
“That won’t work, Senior Brother! If I don’t find a Daoist companion this year, the senior brothers in my sect will take me into their ‘secondary quarters.’ My virtue will be gone, woooo…”
“Ah? Is that really happening?”
“Sigh, the seniors in my sect only gave me one last month. If I don’t find a Daoist companion on this Yaochi Holy Land trip, I’ll be forced into a relationship by them.”
“Junior Brother, since that’s the case, I don’t want to leave any regrets either. We’ve spent so much time together, and I’ve already developed different feelings for you!”
“Ah! Senior Brother, how can even you… sigh, forget it. You’re still fair-skinned, so you’ll do. The seniors in my sect have chest hair, it’s so annoying, I can’t stand it.”
“Life is short, why not give it a try!”
…..
The Elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect pounded his chest and sighed repeatedly.
The sect had turned another pair gay…
He had tried so hard to play matchmaker, yet he still couldn’t succeed!
Damn it!
He had specifically brought the disciples who were not in the top 10 on this Yaochi Holy Land trip, just so they could find soft, fragrant female disciples to become Daoist companions, not stinky men!
The top 10 disciples had all fallen, all of them!!!
Even the sect leader’s most prized protégé, Jianshou, had…
Sigh, he didn’t know how his old bones could save the sect from this fire.
“Old Bai, what are you thinking about?”
Another elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect noticed Old Bai’s low mood and came over to comfort him.
“Sigh, I’m thinking about the future of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Homosexuality is rampant among our disciples. How can the Ten Thousand Sword Sect continue?”
“Anyway, cultivators have such long lifespans; we can keep the sect glorious for thousands of years without needing reproduction.”
“But… sigh, I don’t know what to say. Old Fang, what is your opinion?”
“Old Bai, life is short, why not give it a try?”
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