Chapter 992: A Strange Misunderstanding

“I’m here for her.” Han Shanxue pointed at Ye Wenxin, not bothering to look at her. Maybe she regretted coming in.

“Could you be one of the thirteen, Miss Han?” Huang Hanyan boldly speculated, noticing how much attention Han Shanxue had paid to Ye Wenxin earlier.

“……”

“Hanyan, stop it. She’s my master.” Ye Wenxin pulled Huang Hanyan toward her, stopping the two from breaking into another fight.

Huang Hanyan pecked her on the cheek, pleased that Ye Wenxin had finally changed how she addressed her. “I’ll be waiting for you tonight at the Joy Hither Inn.”

With that, Huang Hanyan strode casually out of the room.

She had the tone and vibe of a bandit. Perhaps she’d spent too much time traveling or around Black Panther. It felt like a woman unafraid to express her feelings had replaced the once pure and endearing Huang Hanyan.

The atmosphere returned to normal after she left.

Han Shanxue looked at Ye Wenxin, her expression somewhat frightening.

“Master, you don’t look happy?” Ye Wenxin said uncertainly. Given her ice-cold beauty persona, she figured Han Shanxue wouldn’t bother with other people’s business.

But she could tell the chill around Han Shanxue would flare up whenever her emotions fluctuated strongly.

This was a common flaw in ice-based cultivation techniques. However, none bothered to suppress it since it didn’t cause major issues.

“Thirteen?”

Ye Wenxin instantly caught the insinuation in that one word. Han Shanxue was an upright woman. If someone like her sought a Dao partner, she would never tolerate them having side relationships.

So Ye Wenxin’s lie about having thirteen women angered her.

“I only said that to fool Senior Sister Hanyan. I’m faithful to Youqiu.”

The chill around Han Shanxue faded, and she walked out the door. Seeing the matter resolved, Ye Wenxin returned to the private dining room.

Huang Hanyan was already seated, smiling like a blooming flower. She occasionally glanced at Ye Wenxin as if hinting about tonight’s plans.

Ye Wenxin had no choice but to tell Xiao Zhang to distract Huang Hanyan for the evening.

Xiao Zhang gave her a half-smile.

“Xiao Zhang, are you angry?”

“Why would I be angry? I just figured there’s no way a Secret Guard commander like me would help you with something so trivial. You’re on your own tonight, Cultivator Ye. Oh, and I’ll be informing Her Highness that you tried to use me for this.”

Ye Wenxin didn’t think her request was strange. She only asked Xiao Zhang to tell Huang Hanyan not to wait for her tonight or get any ideas. She didn’t expect it would set Xiao Zhang off.

She considered her perspective. Because Xiao Zhang couldn’t get Long Qingyue, hearing Ye Wenxin talk like that probably upset her.

After that realization, Ye Wenxin pulled out a few bottles of eighth-grade pills to bribe her with.

Xiao Zhang chatted happily with Sister Hong off to the side, not even glancing her way. Ye Wenxin’s hand awkwardly froze in midair. After a moment, she silently put the pills away.

The feast soon ended. Qian Duoduo generously paid for the damages, and both parties signed an agreement. It was a relatively friendly resolution.

Sister Hong hit it off with Xiao Zhang. The women agreed to go shopping together in the afternoon. Ye Wenxin had no interest in such things. Using Han Shanxue’s name and practice as an excuse, she slipped away quickly.

Han Shanxue didn’t expose her lie. She seemed to have realized that Ye Wenxin was the type who attracted too much attention from the fairer sex.

The pure and beautiful Huang Hanyan, the mature and stunning Xiao Zhang, and the gentle Sister Hong all had feelings for Ye Wenxin.

It reminded her of how Immortal Lord Taohua had once looked at Feng Jiu. However, the person in question seemed completely oblivious.

Maybe this situation wouldn’t have happened if Han Shanxue hadn’t killed Ghost Mother. She once again blamed herself for letting such a hussy loose.

“We’ve wasted much time today. You’re not allowed to go anywhere.” Thinking Ye Wenxin might be a disaster in the making, Han Shanxue decided to stay in her room for the rest of the day.

Han Shanxue thought Ye Wenxin would be upset, but her eyes lit up instead. She looked so eager, like she might pounce and kiss her.

Han Shanxue was a little scared. She even began to suspect that maybe she’d been too gentle with her these past few days, causing Ye Wenxin’s feelings for Youqiu to shift to her.

Han Shanxue rummaged through her storage ring and pulled out a top-grade cultivation technique manual.

“You’ll learn three disciplines starting today.” She figured making Ye Wenxin too busy to think about feelings would keep her from going around seducing people.

To her shock, Ye Wenxin suddenly hugged her and planted a kiss on her cheek.

“Thank you, Master. Love you to death!”

Ye Wenxin immediately jumped back onto the bed, afraid Han Shanxue would blow up.

Missing the best chance to discipline her, Han Shanxue silently lowered the hand that had been about to unleash Tundra Demesne. She almost killed the disciple she’d spent a few days training.

Ye Wenxin was unaware that she had crossed a line. She did love this generous master to death. Every time, she got a top-grade manual or better. It made her even more curious about Han Shanxue’s background. How did she have so many treasures hidden away?

But that thought was fleeting. Ye Wenxin soon entered cultivation mode, quickly getting lost in her studies.

By nightfall, she had already used up 20 spirit stones. The three techniques complimented each other well enough to avoid Qi Deviation, but the cost was seriously high.

Ye Wenxin had less than 10,000 spirit stones left. Because of the situation with Huang Hanyan, she didn’t dare go to Cozy Pavilion to collect money. At this rate, she’d need at least 100 spirit stones by tomorrow morning.

She opened her eyes and saw that the three spirit stones worth 100 each in front of Han Shanxue were already gone. Han Shanxue absorbed spirit energy like drinking water. Her consumption was ten times Ye Wenxin’s.

But Ye Wenxin also sensed the dense qi radiating from her—strong and imposing, as if she’d have a major breakthrough soon.

Ye Wenxin couldn’t afford to feed this spirit energy glutton, yet she wanted those precious manuals. Thankfully, the Golden Age Dynasty’s recruitment would begin tomorrow. Ye Wenxin planned to sell some pills and earn a bit of spirit stones there.

Having settled on this plan, she returned to a proper sitting posture, intending to rest briefly before resuming practice.

Sensing her pause, Han Shanxue stopped cultivating. “I told you. You’re not going anywhere,” she said coldly.