Chapter 327: Once I’m Better, You’re Done For!

No one objected to this plan. When Jin Xiaoqin was unconscious, Long Qing’er took the lead. Although Long Qing’er had a fiery personality, she was very reliable in critical moments, meticulously devising a plan and delegating tasks.

“Junior Sister Wenxin, you can hold Senior Sister Xuan’s hand.” Long Qing’er echoed Jin Xiaoqin’s words when mentioning Ye Wenxin.

“I’m very capable!” Ye Wenxin exclaimed with frustration. However, knowing she not only had to lead Xuan Luofei later, but also needed to piggyback Jin Xiaoqin, she reluctantly accepted the arrangement.

“Elder Jin, let this male disciple carry you.” But Long Qing’er seemed to have her own ideas. She wanted the male disciple to make amends by carrying Jin Xiaoqin.

The male disciple blushed upon hearing Long Qing’er’s arrangement, but a glance at Jin Xiaoqin had him nodding affirmatively. Jin Xiaoqin looked somewhat troubled; despite being an old woman, she still felt uneasy about being carried by a man.

Although the male disciple looked very handsome, Jin Xiaoqin couldn’t help but keep glancing towards Ye Wenxin, signaling with her eyes.

“Senior Sister Qing’er, let me carry Master.” Ye Wenxin, who had been relishing in Jin Xiaoqin’s plight, suddenly became serious upon seeing the warning in her master’s eyes.

Long Qing’er was worried that Ye Wenxin might not be able to handle carrying Jin Xiaoqin, so she thought of letting someone else do it. But seeing Ye Wenxin refuse for Jin Xiaoqin’s sake, Long Qing’er admired the deep bond between master and disciple, and nodded in understanding.

The male disciple looked disappointed, as if he had missed out on a billion spirit stones.

Ye Wenxin just smiled comfortingly. She approached Jin Xiaoqin, lowering herself so that Jin Xiaoqin could naturally lean against her back. Jin Xiaoqin didn’t hold back at all, practically hopping onto Ye Wenxin’s back.

If Ye Wenxin hadn’t been sure that Jin Xiaoqin was still very weak, she would have suspected Jin Xiaoqin of feigning illness for sympathy. Jin Xiaoqin’s eager jump made Ye Wenxin’s body sway slightly. Nonetheless, she steadied herself and lifted Jin Xiaoqin securely onto her back. Once again, she felt that dangerous sensation.

It was then that Ye Wenxin remembered she hadn’t bothered to put Jin Xiaoqin’s dudou back on after taking it off to administer acupuncture. Her body shuddered, and she heard Jin Xiaoqin’s complaint: “You traitorous disciple, are you a thief now too?”

Jin Xiaoqin’s voice carried a hint of embarrassment. If she hadn’t already suspected something earlier, being carried on some male disciple’s back would have been even more awkward.

Ye Wenxin nervously changed the subject: “Ahem, it looks like you’re quite satisfied with that male disciple, Master. How about I help you put your clothes back on now, and then let him carry you…”

Jin Xiaoqin listened in silence and hugged Ye Wenxin’s neck tighter. “No need; this is fine. It lets me enjoy some familial happiness ahead of time.”

Hearing Jin Xiaoqin proudly utter such shameless words, Ye Wenxin’s mouth twitched. She mocked, “You’re practically washing my back!”

Jin Xiaoqin initially didn’t catch the meaning of the remark, but upon imagining her current situation, she finally realized that Ye Wenxin, this she-wolf, was teasing her again.

“How dare you!” Her voice involuntarily rose, drawing the attention of those around them.

Embarrassed, Jin Xiaoqin pretended to be asleep, shoving the blame onto Ye Wenxin. Faced with the questioning looks of the other immortal sect disciples, Ye Wenxin could only awkwardly smile and point to a Yin Fetus smiling at them from a distance. “I was talking about that one.”

The Yin Fetus grinned even more sinisterly as it saw everyone looking at it. But the next moment, a stone flew towards it, knocking it down. It elicited a high-pitched scream that sounded almost human, and seemed to not comprehend why it was being attacked.

“Hehehe, now it doesn’t dare.” Ye Wenxin watched as the Yin Fetus was dealt with, and then reached behind again to give Jin Xiaoqin’s butt a playful pinch.

“You traitorous disciple. Once I’m better, you’re done for!”

Jin Xiaoqin was even more furious, but in her current weakened state, she could only watch frustratedly as Ye Wenxin became more and more impudent. Ye Wenxin chuckled dismissively. “Sure, sure. Once you’re better, I’ll find you a Dao companion so you can have even more fun.”

With that, Ye Wenxin pinched Jin Xiaoqin’s butt again, feeling somewhat addicted to it. Jin Xiaoqin was annoyed. What made her even more annoyed was that, right after Ye Wenxin did this, Fairy Fengya floated leisurely past them.

Fairy Fengya’s sudden movement startled them both, and they guiltily looked around.

“Ah, Master, look how beautiful that mountain is.”

“Disciple, look how disgusting those flowers are.”

Hearing their emotionless conversation, Fairy Fengya quickly moved ahead. As Ye Wenxin sobered, she felt Jin Xiaoqin clinging even tighter to her and received more of her back-washing service.

“Master, please stop fooling around.”

“Who’s fooling around? I’m just rewarding you,” Jin Xiaoqin responded, as if she were truly washing Ye Wenxin’s back with her breasts. “But you really wouldn’t choose her?”

“No.” Ye Wenxin answered firmly. Although if one were to consider the nature of their relationship, she had been Fairy Fengya’s disciple first.

“That’s good, then. No matter how many disciples she steals from me, I don’t want that person to be you.” Jin Xiaoqin smiled, seeming to have gained some perspective after falling ill. But one question still bothered her: why was Fairy Fengya so interested in Ye Wenxin?

However, judging by Ye Wenxin’s attitude, Jin Xiaoqin understood that she still had a good chance of keeping Ye Wenxin as her disciple.

“Is it because I’m clever and capable?” Ye Wenxin’s lips curled slightly, feeling particularly pleased by Jin Xiaoqin’s comforting words. As long as she sided with Jin Xiaoqin, she could equally achieve the feat of stealing disciples from Fairy Fengya.

“You’re becoming more and more impertinent in your speech, you rascal.” Jin Xiaoqin rolled her eyes dramatically, lightly patting Ye Wenxin’s shoulder, careful not to use too much force.

Ye Wenxin was still carrying her. If she hurt Ye Wenxin, they both would fall.

“How am I impertinent? You’re the one who seems to be so horny lately, Master.” Ye Wenxin began to discuss Jin Xiaoqin’s horniness. She couldn’t see Jin Xiaoqin’s expression, but she could feel the hands clutching onto her clothes tightening their grip.

“Didn’t you say someone wants to become both your master and Dao companion?” Jin Xiaoqin voiced her discontent. She already did as Ye Wenxin indicated, but Ye Wenxin’s tone made it sound like she was the victim.

Ye Wenxin became even more baffled. “I was talking about my friend, not me.”

“Hehehe.” Jin Xiaoqin chuckled coldly, then lightly poked Ye Wenxin’s shoulder. “Haven’t you realized? You’d always frown unknowingly when you lie.”