When one person commits a crime, the whole family suffers the consequences.
As Ye Qianjue’s spiritual pet, Ye Yuan shared the honor of being taken care of by the blue-robed senior sisters.
Inside the beautifully and elegantly decorated room, the various fairies were busy beyond measure. Some held dress hems of various styles in their hands, some held exquisite hairpins while continuously matching them up, and others used magic to blend fragrant powders and rouge.
Ye Qianjue was forced down in front of the dressing mirror. This kind of scene had actually occurred many times before.
Ever since he was a child, whenever Su Hanshan carried Ye Qianjue away from Gu Qingyun’s place, the disciples of Wenxian Peak would become wild with excitement. After all… who wouldn’t like a cute little junior brother~
But this was Ye Qianjue’s living nightmare!
Ye Qianjue furrowed his brows, his eyes welling up with tears, looking extremely reluctant.
When he was little, his senior sisters would dress him up in strange, bizarre women’s clothing and apply women’s makeup on him, and Ye Qianjue hadn’t thought much of it back then.
But things were different now…
“I am a man, I am an adult now, Senior Sisters!”
Ye Qianjue cast a pleading gaze for help toward the side, only to see Bai Fulan laughing so hard that her shoulders shook uncontrollably, completely ignoring Ye Qianjue’s calls for rescue.
“Little Junior Brother, just submit to us~ Your senior sister guarantees she will dress you up to be sweet-smelling~”
Just like that, the humble and completely voiceless Ye Qianjue was manipulated by the senior sisters of Wenxian Peak. He was dressed in a light pink dress, rouge and powder were smeared onto his face, and the pearl hairpins on his head clinked and clattered.
Ye Qianjue’s original skin was already so delicate it could be broken by a mere breath, and his face was naturally gorgeous enough to look delectable and invite wild fantasies. Now, under the enhancement of the rouge and powder, he appeared even more magnificent and breathtakingly beautiful!
Someone who didn’t know the truth might actually mistake him for a young lady from some noble grand household!
“So beautiful”
“Mm, Little Junior Brother is becoming more and more beautiful. I wonder which household’s young master he will end up with in the future~”
The cheerful voices and laughter of women echoed inside the room, clear and moving like the songs of warblers and sparrows.
Ye Qianjue’s face flushed a deep crimson as he sat in his original spot out of sheer embarrassment. He raised his eyes to look toward the other side, only to see several senior sisters currently “torturing” his dog.
Ye Yuan let out a desperate, miserable howl.
“Alright! Let Little Junior Brother take a look”
Ye Qianjue looked over there with curiosity. He saw the several people scatter, revealing the true appearance of the entity inside.
Ye Yuan’s long mane and fur had been styled into various patterns by the senior sisters. Small and large butterfly knots were attached all over the dog’s body. The scene was simply too comical, and Ye Qianjue could not hold it in, letting out a “pfft” as he burst into laughter.
Ye Yuan, however, was completely different; he was utterly dumbfounded.
He had originally been clamoring about wanting to slaughter everyone, but the moment he laid eyes upon the cross-dressed Ye Qianjue, his fire was completely extinguished.
So… so beautiful…
No wonder Gu Qingyun would dote on this disciple so excessively; as it turned out, there was a massive mystery behind it!
No, wait! What on earth… these are all just petty tricks to attract this Venerable! This Venerable would never, ever be misled…
“Look! This dog is actually staring blankly in a daze. Our Little Junior Brother’s charm is truly infinite~”
“What are you all doing?”
The fiery atmosphere inside the room was brought to a sudden halt by a pleasant female voice.
Su Hanshan walked into the room clad in light blue cultivator robes, her sleeves fluttering gently. She looked at the crowd, and then looked at Ye Qianjue, who was surrounded in front of the dressing mirror, her brow furrowing slightly.
As the personal disciple, Bai Fulan was the very first to step forward.
She said guiltily, “Master…”
Bai Fulan kept her head lowered and deliberately shifted a few steps to the right, perfectly blocking the cross-dressed Ye Qianjue from view.
A few traces of displeasure surfaced on Su Hanshan’s otherwise gentle face.
“The Immortal Alliance Conference is right before our eyes. News just arrived from Baixian Peak that someone with malicious intentions has already infiltrated the peak to scout out our true strength, yet you are actually here indulging in pleasure and making merry! Why don’t you all go and practice for me right now!”
Su Hanshan’s gaze focused, and she then cast a spell to pull the “Xueyuan” sword, which had been placed to the side, into her hand.
She held the sword, which was emitting a piercingly cold light, horizontally in front of Bai Fulan.
“Your teacher gifted you Xueyuan not so that you could let it gather dust.”
Following this ordeal, Bai Fulan’s face flushed with intense shame, and she apologized with deep guilt: “Master, your disciple understands! I will go practice right away!”
The moment Bai Fulan left, Su Hanshan’s frost-like gaze swept across the rest of the crowd. In an instant, the remaining disciples felt as though needles were stabbing into their backs!
They spoke up in perfect unison: “Master… we shall go as well!”
The room emptied out as the various fairies filed out one after another, fleeing the place in a hurry.
“Master Su! There’s still me! I am frozen in place…”
Ye Qianjue struggled forcefully, causing the swinging tassels among his hair ornaments to jingle and ring.
Su Hanshan arched her eyebrows and looked over. A trace of amusement surfaced on her beautiful and elegant face. She walked soundlessly behind Ye Qianjue’s back, casting her gaze toward the bronze mirror.
Inside it appeared a face that was stunning enough to turn the heavens upside down.
Su Hanshan lightly tapped Ye Qianjue’s spine with two fingers, lifting his immobilization command. Looking at the bronze mirror, she evaluated: “Not bad at all~ I wonder how many female cultivators you will end up infatuation-striking in a few years.”
If such a peerlessly beautiful countenance were to be seen by Junior Brother Gu—
In an instant, Su Hanshan narrowed her eyes, an entertaining idea popping up in her mind! With a mysterious face, she patted Ye Qianjue’s shoulder and said softly, “This Venerable shall give you a lift~”
“Master Su!”
Ye Qianjue was greatly alarmed, but by the time he turned his head around, it was already too late.
Su Hanshan cast her spell, and Ye Qianjue vanished into thin air.
At this moment, a dog bark echoed from behind. Su Hanshan turned around in surprise: “Ah… I forgot about you. In that case, I’ll give you a lift too.”
Ye Yuan howled at Su Hanshan with a heartbreaking roar, but his voice suddenly vanished. Su Hanshan clapped her palms together, her face full of secrecy: “Junior Brother Gu~ you really ought to thank me properly~ For such a cute little disciple, you have certainly never seen him like this before.”
Ye Qianjue felt dizzy and lightheaded, his brain completely groggy.
Why on earth did Master Su use a spell to send me home?
“Ah!!! HELP ME!”
Ye Qianjue suddenly discovered that he was suspended in midair. With a loud scream, he fell straight into an icy pool of water.
What freezing water!
Ye Qianjue splashed wildly in the water. Then, relying on his many years of experience splashing around with Bai Xiuzhu, he popped his head out of the water and swiftly swam to the shore.
At this moment, his chest heaved violently, his entire face a mask of exhaustion from having narrowly survived a disaster.
The green robe on his body was completely soaked through, clinging tightly to his skin. The garment skillfully outlined Ye Qianjue’s graceful and supple physique.
Ye Qianjue ran his hands through his soaking wet hair, water droplets continuously cascading downward.
As he surveyed his surroundings at this moment, he discovered to his astonishment that the pool was surrounded on all sides by emerald bamboo, perfectly serene and soundless.
“This… this is Master’s Soul-Washing Pool?!”
Ye Qianjue let out a sharp hissing sound. The piercingly cold, bone-chilling pool water continuously washed over his tender skin, freezing him until he shivered violently.
Ye Qianjue furrowed his brows. “Master Su is simply too unreliable. How could she send me to this place…”
Just as Ye Qianjue was feeling bewildered, the sound of ripples echoed from behind him. The sound was extremely light, but highly alerting. Ye Qianjue spun around, his pupils instantly contracting as his entire body froze rigid!
He saw Gu Qingyun dressed in paper-thin clothing. Over his fair and well-built body, there hung only a single white, transparent robe that was as light as a cicada’s wing, and absolutely nothing else.
Gu Qingyun currently had his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, his breathing chaotic and unstable; he was in the middle of regulating his breath within the water.
“Ma… Master!”
I’m doomed! I’m completely doomed! Why is it Master? If I am discovered, it will be terrible…
Ye Qianjue was frightened out of his wits. Looking at the disheveled Gu Qingyun, his entire face instantly turned stark red. This was the very first time he had ever seen his Master in such a state…
No, what on earth was he daydreaming about!
Ye Qianjue slapped his own burning cheeks, and then, grabbing the redundant and long edges of his dress, he stealthily nudged his way toward the stone steps leading out of the water right beside Gu Qingyun.
His movements were extremely light, extremely slow, and extremely agonizing!
Ye Qianjue did not dare to breathe a single loud breath, single-mindedly lifting his sleeves as he shifted his steps.
Just as he drew close to the stone steps, the light of victory shone within his eyes!
He was only a single step away from victory!
Right at this moment, his disobedient feet ran into trouble…
Ye Qianjue’s foot accidentally stepped onto the long, redundant hem of his dress. In an instant, his entire being plunged headfirst into the water, kicking up a massive spray of waves.
That damnable garment completely entangled Ye Qianjue!
He splashed frantically, but as a result, the fabric wrapped itself directly around his neck. Ye Qianjue’s breathing became restricted, and he desperately clawed at the sleeves tightening around his throat, watching as his surroundings already began to turn into a pitch-black haze.
Ye Qianjue thought in sheer terror: Am I going to become the first person in the world to die from taking a bath? And inside my Master’s pool, no less!
Just as Ye Qianjue slowly began to cease his struggling, a pair of powerful hands scooped him up and pulled him out of the water.
Ye Qianjue broke through the surface of the water, greedily drawing in fresh air. He panted heavily, his face flushed a deep red, his garments wide open in a disarrayed mess as he was held securely within Gu Qingyun’s embrace.
Regaining his senses, Ye Qianjue discovered to his absolute horror that his Master was staring straight at him!
Both of them stared at each other in sheer shock, the expression on Gu Qingyun’s face incredibly complex and shifting.
“Master.”
Ye Qianjue lowered his eyes in a wronged grievance, looking exceptionally pitiful.
The water dripping from his hair had accidentally splashed onto Gu Qingyun’s face just moments ago. He saw that Gu Qingyun’s sharply defined, piercingly cold face was currently dripping with water stains.
Master… what is wrong with him?
Ye Qianjue’s eyes were dazed and bewildered, still carrying the lingering shock from the perilous ordeal just now. His gaze appeared scattered and unfocused, holding a slight hint of vulnerability.
Gu Qingyun’s face was as cold as frost and snow, but at this very moment…
No one knew that his heart was pounding violently. He stared silently at the disciple before his eyes, as the unstoppable fantasies within his mind began to spread like wildfire.
His wandering thoughts, much like a vine of roses covered entirely in thorns, were inch by inch wrapping around and corroding his internal organs.
The postures of the two individuals remained frozen in a deadlock just like that.
Ye Qianjue did not dare to move, deeply afraid that his Master would lose his temper. After all, he was the one who had disrupted his Master’s pure cultivation~
Ye Qianjue was just thinking about how he should act spoiled and beg his Master for forgiveness in a moment.
Right at this juncture, a kiss descended directly upon Ye Qianjue’s soft lips, leaving him completely defenseless.
Ye Qianjue’s eyes flew wide open, staring in absolute disbelief at the heavy-hearted, pained expression on Gu Qingyun’s face.
“Mmph… Master…”
Ye Qianjue pushed Gu Qingyun away, hurriedly wiping his own mouth. “Master! Look at how old I am! You cannot kiss me anymore… If Senior Brother and the senior sisters find out about this, they will certainly make fun of me again!”
Ye Qianjue’s phoenix-like eyes upturned slightly, a lingering trace of anger unable to dissipate from between his brows.
The depths of Gu Qingyun’s eyes were churning with a violent tempest. Looking at the charm-radiating Ye Qianjue before him, the darkness in his gaze grew unclear. He released his grip on Ye Qianjue and barked sharply: “Go…”
“Huh? Master, what are you saying?”
Ye Qianjue tilted his head in pure confusion.
“Go! Leave this place!” Gu Qingyun practically roared this sentence out.
Ye Qianjue stood frozen in place like a wooden dummy. Looking at the Gu Qingyun who was within arm’s reach, his face was completely pale, though if one looked closely, they could discern a trace of red hidden within the white.
This was, in all of history, the most severe instance of his Master ever losing his temper!
Ye Qianjue stammered out a few incoherent syllables, immediately hitched up his dress, and fled in a panicked rush, leaving behind a trail of water stains all over the ground.
Gu Qingyun’s mind reeled, his composure already utterly shattered into a defeated ruin.
He stared at the series of water stains left upon the steps, the images within his brain completely impossible to banish. In sheer vexation, he grabbed his own hair which was as white as the snow of Mount Wushan.
His entire face a mask of deep gloom.