Upon landing, Dongfang Qingwei leaped out of the cauldron first, executing a flawless, impressive landing.
Looking at her master, Gu Che could not tell if it was his imagination, but he felt she seemed more beautiful.
Should he say she had become more feminine?
Her complexion was more radiant, and her temperament was no longer that of an impulsive, flighty woman; she had gained a certain air of maturity.
All in all, this only made Gu Che like her even more.
However, on the other side, feeling Gu Che’s strange gaze, Dongfang Qingwei’s good mood from winning a few rounds vanished instantly.
She broke out in goosebumps and began to tremble, hugging herself.
“Hey, Chu Fan, hurry up and come out! Why are you still staying inside?”
Dongfang Qingwei stood on her tiptoes and peered into the cauldron.
Only then did she see Chu Fan sitting inside, not yet dressed.
She whispered a reminder: “Hey, put your clothes on already!”
“I often wonder…”
“Wonder? Wonder about what?”
“What is the point of being alive…?”
Chu Fan felt the world was vast and empty.
He did not understand why; he had not even done anything.
It had started out as nothing more than a quest for 100 stalks of Moonflower Grass, but now?
He had become someone’s *.
The world is impermanent.
But this was far too impermanent!
It made no sense!
However, gradually, Chu Fan began to accept this fact.
That’s right, life is like being raped.
If you cannot resist it.
Then you might as well enjoy it.
Anyway, there is official permission now, so why not?
This was a historic moment.
The instant he finished dressing and stepped off the “aircraft.”
Chu Fan’s frame of mind underwent a complete, earth-shattering transformation.
….
“But speaking of which, who do you plan to have Gu Che fight?”
Walking on the path toward the Tianxuan Sect, Dongfang Qingwei could not help but ask.
“Didn’t you say he probably can’t even beat Xiaotang? Then let Xiaotang fight him.”
“Ah!? I was just saying that casually…”
Dongfang Qingwei realized she might have caused trouble.
“It’s fine. We can’t let Xiaotang just stuff her face and laze around forever. It’s time she got some exercise.”
“Fine… but don’t tell anyone it was my idea.”
“Mhm, understood.”
….
In a room within the Tianxuan Sect, Shen Yuying was pacing back and forth.
“It has been three days, and Master still hasn’t returned. Could it really be what I feared…? If that’s the case… I must go to Wangyou Valley myself…”
“Even if we go, we surely won’t be able to snatch him away from Sister Yixue,” Chen Qianchi said, completely lacking any fighting spirit.
“It’s okay, seniors. Master said he would return, so he will definitely return. Doesn’t he still need those items from the Yan Emperor? Master won’t give up until he gets them.”
On the other side, Su Xiaotang was speaking unclearly while stuffing her mouth like a hamster.
Hearing this, Shen Yuying felt a sense of relief in her heart.
“Junior Sister is right.”
At this moment, even Shen Yuying could not help but sigh.
Although Su Xiaotang usually looked like a bit of a ditz, she could always see to the heart of a matter at a single glance.
Perhaps this was the wisdom hidden in simplicity.
“Third Senior Sister, don’t tell me you were thinking that as long as Master doesn’t return, you don’t have to cultivate for the day?”
Hearing Lin Anlan’s words, Su Xiaotang stopped chewing, her throat moved, and cold sweat instantly began to bead on her forehead.
“Ho, how could that be? I love Master the most…”
Su Xiaotang’s eyes darted left and right, but she stopped eating.
Because living creatures cannot eat when they are anxious.
Seeing that everyone looked uneasy, Lin Anlan sat at the wooden table in the center of the room and gently patted the chair next to her.
“Everyone, come and sit.”
Although they didn’t know what was going on, everyone gathered around and sat down.
“I believe Master will surely return. He doesn’t seem like the type to be swayed by mere beauty, so…”
“So?” Su Xiaotang asked curiously.
“Why don’t we chat for a while?”
“Chat?” Chen Qianchi asked in confusion.
“Junior Sister, what did you want to talk about?”
Shen Yuying asked with a smile.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Anlan smiled faintly:
“I was the last one to join the sect, and everyone knows how I got here, but I don’t know your stories. I am a bit curious.”
“So, if you don’t mind, could you tell me how you met Master and why you decided to apprentice under him?”
Mentioning this topic, the three women began to look at each other, as if they did not know how to start.
Until Shen Yuying gave a slight smile:
“In that case, I will go first.”
Suddenly, Shen Yuying’s eyes became softer than ever before—a true tenderness, a gentle gaze that was completely different from the soft facade she usually put on.
“Everyone knows of the Tushan Clan, right?”
“Mhm, mhm.”
Everyone nodded one after another.
“That was a fox spirit clan that fell into ruin long ago, and I am the only surviving descendant of that clan.”