“Senior sister, I’m a man.”
“Of course I know.”
“Then…”
“With your spiritual root manifestation, you’re definitely going to be the Saintess of our Yin Yang Sect.” Qing Luo’s tone was as if she were stating something ordinary.
“I see. It’s the most prestigious title in the sect, the Saintess, right?” Lu Li thought for a moment and arrived at that answer.
“Yes. Our Yin Yang Sect’s Founding Ancestor was a woman, so the top inner disciple is the Saintess.” After Qing Luo explained, Lu Li let out a long sigh of relief.
“You scared me. I thought the Yin Yang Sect was going to do something strange to us.” Lu Li tightened his grip on Qing Luo’s waist as a fierce wind gusted past. “Because even though the Yin Yang Sect is famous, they almost never show up normally.”
“That’s a different matter. You’ll find out once you enter the sect.” Qing Luo sighed at the mention of it. “Alright, little junior brother, look at the valley ahead. That’s our Yin Yang Sect.”
Qing Luo pointed with her slender hand, and the Peach Blossom Forest drew closer. Amid the howling wind, a few petals drifted toward them, carrying a faint fragrance.
The subtle, elegant scent, along with the two white-clad maidens waiting at the gate as Qing Luo landed, stirred Lu Li’s heart.
He was finally joining an immortal sect.
“Welcome back, Senior Sister Qing Luo.” The two maidens bowed their heads in greeting, then cautiously looked up to examine Lu Li.
“No need for formalities. Please inform Master that today I’ll be teaching our little junior brother the basics of the Yin Yang Sect.” Qing Luo flipped her jade-like hand, and the two maidens drifted away on white gauze.
“So, Junior Brother Lu, while we wait for Master, let me introduce you to our sect.” Qing Luo pointed at the towering pavilion.
“This is our Mountain Gate. Around it are the wondrous flowers and herbs left by our Founding Ancestor, which can also aid in cultivation.”
“Is that so?” Lu Li took a deep breath. That peculiar fragrance indeed rushed through his nose and settled slowly into his dantian. “How miraculous!”
“Of course. Let me tell you more in detail.”
As they ascended through the Mountain Gate, Qing Luo explained each area one by one: first the Martial Training Square, then the Sword Washing Pool, the Library Pavilion, and scattered among them were the various disciples’ quarters.
As he took in the sights, Lu Li was in awe of the elegant pavilions and towers.
The maidens passing by waved and smiled like blooming flowers, until Qing Luo led him to a room in the northern part of the Yin Yang Sect.
“Junior Brother Lu, after this tour, how do you find the Yin Yang Sect?” Qing Luo pushed open the door, revealing a small courtyard.
“From today onward, you’ll live here and begin your cultivation.”
“It truly lives up to being an immortal sect. It’s incomparable to Hundred Immortals Town.” Lu Li nodded sincerely, but as he was about to ask a question, he noticed Qing Luo lifting her light gauze shawl, exposing her slightly sweat-stained shoulder.
“Wait, Senior Sister Qing Luo?!” Lu Li immediately turned his head and closed his eyes.
Then came a crisp, bell-like laugh, drawing closer.
“Is my little junior brother shy? What’s the matter?” Qing Luo gently pressed her palm on Lu Li’s shoulder.
“I mean what I say. Since you’ve joined the Yin Yang Sect, I’ll be your cauldron.”
“Besides, I know that the only reason men in this world want to join our Yin Yang Sect is to seek the harmony of yin and yang. So don’t be shy.” Qing Luo’s body pressed close as she tugged at Lu Li’s belt.
“That’s one thing, but…” Lu Li’s face flushed bright red.
To be honest, if he asked himself.
He did have that thought.
But the Yin Yang Sect being so open made Lu Li feel a bit embarrassed.
What he had imagined was at least in the quiet of the night, whispering cheek to cheek, and then sharing the joys of intimacy.
“Ah, but Junior Brother Lu, I clearly used a Charm Technique on you, and you didn’t react at all.” Qing Luo, after pulling open Lu Li’s belt, took a few steps back.
This sudden change made Lu Li open his eyes and gaze at his senior sister, whose shoulders were fully bared.
However, she was now frowning in thought, with none of the earlier romantic atmosphere.
“I see. Junior Brother’s Charm Spiritual Root is more outstanding than mine.” Qing Luo clapped her hands and laughed.
“So instead of that, we should focus on cultivating first. If we don’t unlock little junior brother’s potential, we won’t find any pleasure.”
“That… is good.” Lu Li lowered his head with a hint of disappointment.
But then again, joining an immortal sect and seeking immortal arts was his own goal.
“Since we’re going to cultivate…” Qing Luo raised her wrist, and a garment flew from the adjacent room onto the table.
“Junior Brother, change into this first. As a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, it’s good to have new clothes.”
“True.” Lu Li looked at his own coarse cloth clothes, which he had previously worn while assisting the escort agency daily.
Compared to Qing Luo’s green ruqun, they were indeed too plain.
But when Lu Li picked up the clothes, he noticed something wrong.
These weren’t clothes for a man.
“Senior Sister Qing Luo.” Lu Li tugged at the inner garment.
“Did you pick the wrong clothes?”
“I didn’t pick wrong.” Qing Luo immediately leaned in to examine the pieces carefully. “You scared me. This is completely correct.”
“But… this is wrong.”
“It’s not wrong… Ah, I forgot to tell you.” Qing Luo waved her hand, and a cultivation manual landed on the table.
“This is the technique of our Yin Yang Sect. By cultivating this book, you will swallow yang and spit yin, reverse yin and yang, and form your own great path.”
“In other words.” Qing Luo patted the manual on the table.
“Once you practice this technique, you will naturally become female. Then, with your powerful spiritual root, becoming the Saintess of the Yin Yang Sect is just around the corner.”
“… Is it too late for me to go to the Imperial Sword Sect now?” Lu Li couldn’t help but sweat.
Then, a chill ran down his spine.
During his tour of the Yin Yang Sect, he hadn’t seen a single man.
Could it be that they had all cultivated such a technique?
Even this senior sister before him…
“Don’t worry, I was born a woman.” Qing Luo patted her flat chest.
“But if we talked about this, a lot of people wouldn’t want to join, making recruitment for the Yin Yang Sect very difficult.”
“Then, Senior Sister, is there a way to not practice this technique?” Lu Li looked at the manual in front of him, feeling a headache coming on.
“There isn’t.” Qing Luo raised her hand and placed it on Lu Li’s shoulder.
“Alright, little junior brother, let me take a look at your spiritual root.”
“Senior Sister, no!”
“Let me see if your spiritual root is normal! How could it resist my charm!”
Qing Luo waved her right hand, and Lu Li’s belt flew off in the wind.
In an instant, he was bare-chested.
Before he could react, Qing Luo pushed him to the ground.
Her slender hand slid down from his waist, finally stopping at his abdomen.
“Yin-Yang Power, manifest!”
With a sharp cry, Qing Luo’s palm slammed straight onto Lu Li’s abdomen.
But only a loud slap echoed.
“Huh?” Qing Luo looked at the faint green airflow on her hand.
“What’s going on?”
“Because your spiritual root is far inferior to his.” A gentle voice came from outside the door.
“Although we are the Yin Yang Sect, to do such a thing on the first day of entry…”
“Master, I’m sorry!” Qing Luo immediately stood up and helped Lu Li, whose back had gone cold, to his feet. “I was too impatient.”
“Sorry!” Lu Li also lowered his head, imitating Qing Luo.
“What you’re doing now isn’t exactly wrong.”
“Yes, this disciple knows… What?” Qing Luo looked up at the beautiful woman in her early thirties before her, who wore a gentle smile.
“Master, what did you say?”
“I mean, you did very well.” The beautiful woman gave Lu Li a faint smile.
“Are you going to continue?”
“No, little junior brother doesn’t seem willing.” Qing Luo stepped aside, nodded slightly, and stood beside the beautiful woman.
“It’s good that Master came.”
“It’s normal for male disciples visiting our Yin Yang Sect for the first time to have such thoughts.” The beautiful woman nodded calmly and gestured for everyone to sit inside the room.
“It was also Qing Luo’s fault for not explaining clearly. Our Yin Yang Sect’s technique isn’t so overbearing.”
“That’s a relief…” Lu Li let out a long sigh. Following Qing Luo’s guidance, he sat on a chair, only to find himself level with the beautiful woman.
Meanwhile, Qing Luo and the two white-clad maidens sat in the lower seats.
“My name is Su Wanqiu, a cultivator at the early Foundation Establishment Stage.” Su Wanqiu waved her hand, and the manual on the table flew onto Lu Li’s lap.
“You can call me Master, or Teacher Wanqiu. Qing Luo and the others do the same.”
“Now, let’s talk about what you’re most concerned about.” Su Wanqiu looked at the constant flow of maidens outside.
“You can still cultivate our Yin Yang Sect’s technique, and for the most part, you can maintain your male identity. That’s up to you.”
“… Master?” Lu Li cautiously raised his hand.
“What do you mean by ‘for the most part’?”
“For example, today, on your first day of entry.” Su Wanqiu took out a white jade token.
“We need to record the disciple’s information.”
“I’ve heard of this.” Lu Li took the warm jade token. “And then?”
“Under normal male circumstances.” Su Wanqiu’s gaze swept over Qing Luo and the two white-clad maidens beside her.
“Information cannot be recorded.”
“So you mean…” Just as Lu Li’s scalp began to tingle, Qing Luo wrapped her arms under his armpits and restrained him from behind.
“You have to be a woman at least on the first day.” Su Wanqiu formed a hand seal with her right hand, and a blue light appeared at her fingertip.
“Don’t worry. After a few days of cultivating the Yin-Yang Reversal Art, you can change back.”
“I refuse!” Lu Li swung his arm, but found Qing Luo had firmly pinned his arms.
At the same time, that warm softness pressed against his back.
“Junior Brother, sorry.” A female disciple grabbed Lu Li’s waist, while another caught his thigh.
“It won’t hurt. In fact, it’ll be quite pleasant.” Su Wanqiu smiled serenely.
That smile made Lu Li suddenly think of his mother when he was a child.
“Yin-Yang, reverse!” The blue light seeped into Lu Li’s dantian.
A cool sensation coursed through his breath, wandering everywhere.
“Ah… ah…” Amidst his struggling, his originally low voice gradually became higher and then turned delicate.
At the same time, his arms and thighs, which had been trained for a long time, became incredibly soft as the coolness flowed through them.
“This…” Lu Li’s internal shock outweighed his resistance.
His once rough fingers turned white as jade, and a heavy sensation he had never felt before appeared on his chest.
“Alright, Lu Li.” Su Wanqiu extended her hand, levitating the fallen jade token in front of him.
“Begin your disciple registration.”
Instinctively, Lu Li extended his now-soft finger and pressed it onto the jade token.
Unlike before, a faint green surged from his dantian, coiled around the token, and changed its color.
“Congratulations, Lu Li.” Su Wanqiu gestured for Qing Luo to help Lu Li, who now felt weak in his body, to his feet.
“You are now a full disciple of our Yin Yang Sect.”
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