“They’re the underworld!”
“They’re the biggest black-hearted gang in the entire Cloud Expanse Sect!”
“I should rally the cultivators from the other peaks to unite!”
“We’ll join hands and resist Heaven Mist Peak!”
Inside the wooden hut, Zuo Qiuli, transformed into a white nurse’s uniform, was holding a bottle of disinfectant, struggling to suppress her laughter as she wiped the wounds on the bruised and battered Limuqun’s face.
Though called disinfectant, it was actually healing spiritual energy in disguise. Each wipe eased the swelling on Limuqun’s face bit by bit.
Just as Limuqun was speaking passionately, spitting everywhere, Zuo Qiuli deliberately increased the pressure while wiping.
Suddenly, the passionate speech turned into a pig-like scream.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch! Take it easy, damn it!”
“Hahaha.”
Unable to hold back her laughter, Zuo Qiuli transformed into a blue fox, curled up on his shoulder, shamelessly mocking him.
“Bro, wasn’t this supposed to be about catching them in the act?”
“Why did you end up sneaking back in shame?”
Limuqun frowned, speechless.
Women are terrifying.
Wuwuwu, I’ll never go out again.
I’ll cultivate, I want to cultivate.
I’m going into seclusion!
Only when my realm is high enough can I take revenge!
“Zuo Qiuli, keep the door locked.”
Limuqun’s expression darkened as he shut the door firmly.
“From today onward! I’m going into seclusion!”
“Hey, hey, hey, I’m not your watchdog.”
“Quiet during cultivation!”
He waved his hand, and a Purple Mansion Fragment emerged from the Tai Xu, floating before him.
With waves of enchanting purple light, a strange fragrance quickly filled the wooden hut.
He reached out, lightly touching the radiant glow.
The moment he touched it, his skin trembled violently, and a strong desire surged in his heart: eat it, eat it, eat it.
The Immortal Foundation in his body flared brilliantly.
“Really, really, what a roundabout journey!”
The greatest gain of this trip was this Purple Mansion Fragment!
Limuqun grabbed it and began to instantly refine it.
The bewitching yet turbid spiritual energy circulated through his meridians, cleansing impurities bit by bit, until it became pure spiritual energy, flowing into his Immortal Foundation.
The foundation, originally like the scorching Fiery Sun, grew brighter and hotter, the intense light instantly filling the entire room.
Day and night merged, the Fiery Sun shining eternally.
Time passed slowly.
In a daze, Zuo Qiuli’s voice echoed in his sea of consciousness.
“Hey, hey, someone called Mysterious Void Master is looking for you, carrying something to see you.”
“What’s he carrying?”
“I think it’s two boxes of Spirit Milk.”
“Quiet during cultivation!”
“Hey, hey, Jiang Wan’er wants to see you, saying she wants to meet somewhere.”
“I, Limuqun, despise lust above all!”
“But today she’s wearing white silk stockings.”
“Where? cough cough”
“Quiet during cultivation!”
“Hey, hey, a sect envoy just came to report that the Sect Leader wants to see you.”
“Good news or bad?”
“How would I know? But it looks urgent.”
“Quiet during cultivation!”
“Hey, hey, there’s a Golden Core Cultivator outside, want to see her?”
“No…?”
“Golden Core Cultivator?”
“Yes, wearing a pure white Daoist robe, a black veil covering her face so you can’t see, but… nice figure.”
“To put it in your previous life’s terms, she’s a textbook cold and refined mature Fairy.”
“…Can you learn to say something decent?”
Limuqun ran through his mind and finally matched the description to one person.
Luozhilan?
No way, no way. How could it be her?
He shook his head like a rattle.
She usually won’t even let me go up the mountain to cultivate, and now she’s visiting personally?
Come on, stop making me laugh.
Then who could it be?
Could it really be a three-dimensional Fairy sister descending to my side?
No matter how you think about it, it’s a trap!
“No.”
Limuqun waved his hand.
“Quiet during cultivation!”
But before he finished speaking, bang, the door of the wooden hut was forcefully pushed open by a burst of spiritual energy.
Outside, moonlight brushed over a pure white Daoist robe.
The silk robe appeared loose, but it couldn’t conceal the full and shapely figure beneath.
The plain white robe bore no decoration, except for a pair of overdeveloped Daoist breasts that pushed the fabric outward, forming a perfect, alluring curve.
A white jade belt, carved with Daoist scriptures, cinched the slender waist.
The plain belt and robe seemed to blend into one, emphasizing the sudden swell of a half-spherical curve below the waist.
Beneath were a pair of plump, slender legs obediently wrapped in flesh-colored silk stockings, which gleamed as her delicate thighs stretched the fabric taut.
At the junction of the hip and thigh, the fine flesh tightly pressed, carving deep indentations, faintly visible through the robe.
Though the robe was supposed to be a plain and austere ascetic garment, on her, it looked like a deliberately seductive evening gown, radiating a mesmerizing charm.
Her face, covered by a black veil, revealed only a proud jade nose from the gap, the perfect curve surprisingly cute and inviting.
Cold and alluring, elegant and dazzling—countless contrasting temperaments perfectly unified in this woman.
Limuqun stared at the figure who suddenly entered his sight, momentarily dazed, but quickly regained composure and bowed respectfully, saying, “Master.”
The visitor was none other than the Pill Fragrance Immortal Fairy, Luozhilan.
Damn, why is she here?
This can’t be.
But actions speak louder than words; the cold Fairy before him was no fake.
What’s she here for? I haven’t offended her lately, have I?
Limuqun pondered that besides being kicked out of Congealed Fat Peak last time and using the system, he hadn’t seen her since.
It couldn’t be the system kicking in again, could it?
Yet from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her phoenix eyes under the black veil, and her jet-black pupils still shone with full disdain.
Doesn’t seem like it.
While he was baffled, a cold voice filled with contempt suddenly sounded in his ear.
“Ungrateful disciple, why does your room smell of fox musk? Could it be you’ve taken some improper fox spirit outside? How disgusting.”
So it was the fragrance from the Purple Mansion Fragment irritating her; she came to pick a fight!
Limuqun suddenly understood.
Damn it, no spiritual resources from the sect, and when I find my own way, I get scolded.
Truly a born troublemaker!
Before he could retort, Zuo Qiuli in his sea of consciousness jumped up and cursed at Luozhilan:
“You’re the real improper fox spirit! Your whole family’s improper fox spirits!”
“Calm down, she’s insulting Zuo Qiuli, not you, you should be happy.”
“Hey, no girl jokes about her own purity! You’re not on my side, are you?”
“…Of course I’m on your side.”
After finally calming Zuo Qiuli, Limuqun bowed and put on a respectful act, replying, “Master, some days ago I ventured out and accidentally obtained a fox spirit’s Purple Mansion Fragment, currently refining it. If I offended Master’s nose, I deserve death, but I hope Master will forgive me in light of my faithful service to the sect all these years.”
“Hmph, your words are full of complaints,” Luozhilan coldly smiled, “Well, I admit I’ve neglected you these years.”
“This is what we’ll do: starting tomorrow, you’ll come to cultivate on Congealed Fat Peak. Naturally, you won’t lack any pills; consider it a little compensation from me.”
??????????
Limuqun was struck like lightning.
This… this isn’t right.
How can everyone act so differently after one business trip?
Am I dreaming?
But biting his tongue, he clearly felt the sting.
He could only raise his head in shock and ask, “Master, are you making a game out of me?”
“Come or not, do I have to beg you?” Luozhilan snorted, waving her slender arm beneath her robe.
A pile of golden pills, still steaming, appeared before Limuqun.
“These freshly made pills no one wants; you figure it out yourself.”
“Hey, hey, Limuqun, this woman looks like trouble. Don’t fall for her tricks.”
Seeing Limuqun nearly give in to temptation and betray himself, Zuo Qiuli shouted loudly in his mind.
“Shut up! Don’t insult my beloved Master!”
Limuqun summoned his Divine Sense and firmly sealed Zuo Qiuli’s mouth, then turned to Luozhilan.
“Master, heaven is my witness, I, Limuqun, have no virtues except one.”
He straightened his back, gathered strength in his dantian, and shouted with all his might: “Loyal—ty!”
“Hmph.” In disbelief, the peerless beauty beneath the black veil actually let out a light laugh.
“Keep the pills safe, and tomorrow start cultivating on the mountain.”
“Yes, yes.” Limuqun nodded eagerly.
“I’ll change into new clothes, bathe, and burn incense, ensuring no foul odor remains.”
“No need,” Luozhilan said thoughtfully. “Let bygones be bygones.
Just interact normally from now on. Some smells, I can endure.”
Wuwuwu, Master really changed her attitude.
Great, are my good days coming?
“Yes!”
“Oh, right.” Luozhilan nodded as if remembering something, casually saying, “One more thing: take off those clothes you’re wearing now and give them to me.
I’ll have someone make you a set of spiritual robes. As a disciple of Congealed Fat Peak, don’t embarrass me when you go out.”
“Take off my clothes now?” Limuqun was stunned.
“What, are you shy now?”
“Of course not… but Master, can’t I just give you my height and waist measurements?”
“What do you know?” Luozhilan frowned her lovely brows. “Spiritual robes have to fit perfectly.”
“Then should I go to their place so they can measure me directly?”
“You’re too low in cultivation to see them.”
“…Fine. But Master, these clothes have been worn a while and might smell. Should I get you a new set?”
Limuqun looked down at his worn clothes.
Returning from the sect, one thing after another happened; as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he barely sweat and even forgot to change.
“Take them off, no stalling. You’re more pretentious than those female cultivators.”
Well, after that, what else could he say?
Limuqun quickly stripped, leaving only a gray-black undershirt fluttering in the wind.
“Master… I’m done.”
“Hmm.” Luozhilan’s gaze landed on him, as if appraising an object, making Limuqun uncomfortable.
“Take off the undershirt too!”
“???”
“Don’t misunderstand,” Luozhilan coughed twice, “A full set is needed for the spiritual robes to be effective.”
“And it has to be clothes you’ve worn. Only worn clothes fit best and allow for accurate measurements.”
“Otherwise, if it smells bad, I’d never get close.”
“But for our master-disciple relationship, I’ll endure a little. Put them in this Storage Bag and don’t let me touch them again; I can’t stand it.”
Ohhh, so that’s why.
Though it felt a bit strange, Limuqun covered his crotch with one hand and stuffed the clothes into the Storage Bag with the other.
“Master, the clothes are stored.”
Luozhilan took the Storage Bag without looking, disdainfully tossing it into her Storage Ring.
“I’ll take my leave now.”
“Master, safe journey!”
Watching Luozhilan vanish into the Tai Xu, Limuqun almost burst into tears.
I, Limuqun, might finally be turning my luck around!
On Congealed Fat Peak, Luodan’er, vigorously scrubbing clothes, sensed the disturbance in Tai Xu and hurriedly dropped her work to approach and ask:
“Mother Superior, did you just expel that ungrateful disciple?”
“cough cough, a little accident happened.”
“Accident?”
Luozhilan’s face under the black veil flushed slightly, but her voice remained cold: “That ungrateful disciple seems to have changed quite a lot.”
“I’ve ordered him to cultivate on the peak starting tomorrow.”
“Huh?”
Luodan’er froze, about to say more but was waved away by Luozhilan.
“We’ll talk about the changes another day.
I’m tired today.”
With that, she dove back into the secret chamber.
Feeling ignored and aggrieved, Luodan’er pressed against the stone door and pleaded sorrowfully:
“Mother Superior, if you’re tired, Dan’er can massage your shoulders, pound your legs, help with cultivation.”
“Oh, Dan, Dan’er… no, oh no, I want to be alone for a while.”
“Okay, okay.”
Finding Mother Superior’s voice a little strange, Luodan’er didn’t ask further and sulkily retreated back into the Danfurnace.
Inside the secret chamber, Luozhilan took out the still-warm clothes she had just received like a treasured possession.
In her cold and charming phoenix eyes, a small heart suddenly appeared.
“So happy, I’m so happy.”
Saying that, she took a deep breath.