Chapter 108: Blaming Me Because You Don’t Want to Try (Second Update)

“You mean, Brother Ling has already…” Ye Wenxin was by no means surprised by this, but she never thought Ling Jue would act so fast. Rounding it up, it had not even been a day since she arrived at Shura Hall, but Ling Jue must already be crazy with worry down the mountain.

“Looks like you have a good relationship with your Big Brother. I don’t know if he’ll treat you so well when he finds out you’re a man,” added Luo Miaoyi nearby. At first, she had no hope whatsoever with Ling Jue, but now that Ye Wenxin was a man, it sparked a new hope in her.

Simultaneously, Luo Miaoyi was greatly worried; if these two men confessed to her at the same time, should she choose the bad boy ‘Ye Liangchen’, or the ‘fairy-looking’ Ling Jue?

These ironic words sobered Ye Wenxin, suddenly reminding her of the too many secrets she had concealed. She gazed at everyone, a bit of disquiet leaking from her eyes for the first time.

“Well, Senior Sisters, could you not tell Ling Jue the matter regarding me worshipping a master at Shura Hall, and the fact that I’m a man?” Ye Wenxin had no other choice, she had told too many lies, and now she was suffering from retribution. No matter how tolerant Ling Jue was, she could never forgive Ye Wenxin for worshipping a master at a demon sect.

As for this gender affair, although she could use the cave schtick to keep fooling away, it always made Ye Wenxin feel very apologetic. She did not want to deceive Ling Jue, who was the sole person in the Azure Wings Sect she did not want to hurt.

“I won’t help you lie, but I won’t talk too much either.” Qian Bingxue strode forward, giving an equivocal answer, but it was the best answer for Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin sighed with relief and then looked at Liu Yansheng.

“Hmph, I’m not as stupid as Head Senior Sister, I know your secret, you must express…” Liu Yansheng had yet to finish, seeing Ye Wenxin taking out several silver needles, she immediately shut up.

She knew not why, Ye Wenxin’s cultivation was clearly a few levels below hers, but each time Ye Wenxin’s silver needles could accurately seal her acupoints. If Ye Wenxin actually wanted her dead, Liu Yansheng even felt she would have no room to fight back. Thinking this, she behaved and shut her mouth, not intending to clash with Ye Wenxin head-on.

“I’ve told you before, Third Senior Sister, the strongest point of I, Ye Liangchen, is holding grudges. If you want to play dirty tricks on me again, it won’t be as simple as your Laugh Point next time. In one move, three needles could render you into a handicapped person.”

Ye Wenxin was still not assured, she did not trust Liu Yansheng as a person, plus the fact she was unable to find the Conjugation Powder she gave her last time in her bag of holding, left Ye Wenxin feeling very unsafe.

“Three needles to handicap me?” Liu Yansheng was confounded, she had never heard of such an acupuncture method before, but Ye Wenxin was already fishing out an acupuncture set, “How about an experiment? It’ll merely ruin your Dantian.”

“No need, I got it, I’ll make sure to seal these lips tight.” Saying this, Liu Yansheng further distanced herself from Ye Wenxin, completely not daring to harbor any more wicked ideas towards her.

In truth, Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles was indeed capable of something like this, but one must reach at least the Tenth Needle to achieve this result, it also demanded an absurd amount of Qi, and Ye Wenxin, with her current sealed cultivation, basically could not use it. However, Ye Wenxin naturally could not tell Liu Yansheng these things, it was fine as long as she could bluff Liu Yansheng……

Receiving everyone’s reply, Ye Wenxin’s appearance and foundation reverted to that of her thirteen-year-old self. Qian Bingxue looked over her shoulder at Liu Yansheng and Luo Miaoyi, “I’ll return after escorting Junior Brother.”

Short and plain as usual, roughly meaning Liu Yansheng and Luo Miaoyi should get lost wherever they were needed.

“As it happens, I have some business down the mountain as well, why don’t we go together?” Liu Yansheng would never pass this chance, she took out her flying sword and planned to accompany Qian Bingxue.

“But Senior Sister, you haven’t gone down the mountain in years.” Luo Miaoyi sounded doubtful, but as soon as she spoke, Liu Yansheng raised her hand to stop her.

Her tone remained so languid as she whispered in Luo Miaoyi’s ear, “Little Junior Sister, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten. You have to bring me to see her buddy.”

Liu Yansheng’s breath blowing in her ear dizzied Luo Miaoyi, her face turning crimson in an instant. But this time, Luo Miaoyi reacted in a flash, vehemently rejecting Liu Yansheng’s proposal of going down the mountain together.

“No way. Third Senior Sister, you’re a great danger to men, if I go down there with you, Young Master Ling won’t look at me.”

“Isn’t that better? How could you entrust your life to someone who merely fell for your outward appearance?” There was a hint of gravity in Liu Yansheng’s eyes, but it was soon erased with a smile. If not for Ye Wenxin’s keen eyes, she would have assumed it was an illusion.

How could this cunning fox understand the mortal concept of ‘Seven Emotions and Six Desires¹’? However, ruminating it, Liu Yansheng was a Demon who fell into the human race’s territory, she must have had many painful experiences, which was why she did not object.

Besides, Liu Yansheng would still shamelessly follow them regardless of being refused, so they might as well just all descend the mountain together fair and square.

Just like this, they wasted a few minutes outside the hall, and eventually the group of four sat on Qian Bingxue’s flying magic item, heading down the mountain.

Ling Jue was staying in a village hundreds of li away, and the village had an intriguing name, called Xiuyuan (Cultivating Fate) Village.

Ye Wenxin had thought it was some Peach Blossom Spring (secluded utopia) at first, but Luo Miaoyi’s introduction made her realize that it was basically a concentration camp for power banks (ref. human furnace).

Xiuyuan Village was located below Shura Hall’s mountain, and the female cultivators above the mountain would always come down to grab men or women for dual cultivation. For this reason, some cultivators who did not want to work hard would wait for demon cultivators in the village, and after a long time, this village gained its romantic name.

“You still call this Cultivating Fate? This is evidently a group of salted fish (slang for lazy/unmotivated people) that don’t want to make an effort, thinking they could cultivate just by lying down!” Ye Wenxin could not restrain herself and started ridiculing as if she could imagine these salted fish lying down on the ground, yet their levels rose higher and higher.

“How can you say such a thing, Junior Brother? Yin-Yang compatibility has been an important concept since ancient times. What’s wrong with dual cultivation?! Even if they don’t work hard, they’re not doing anything wrong!” Although Luo Miaoyi did not grasp Ye Wenxin’s meaning, she vaguely felt that Ye Wenxin was insulting the great cause behind their dual cultivation, and reflexively started to get agitated.

“Exactly, Senior Sister is right. As long as it’s not me, even if you bring down the heavens, I will think you’re right.” Ye Wenxin was a bit absent-minded. Ling Jue was no newbie to the Martial World, but her male disguise was too handsome and easy to evoke one’s evil ideas.

If Ling Jue ran into some sort of ambush down the mountain, Ye Wenxin reckoned she would carry that guilt for the rest of her life. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she was, she wished she could just fly over directly, but she endured the restlessness in her heart and turned her head to speak to Head Senior Sister Qian Bingxue, “Head Senior Sister, can you go a little faster? I’m afraid if we’re late, my Big Brother Ling will get eaten not even his bones would remain.”

Qian Bingxue hesitated to speak, ultimately she just opened her mouth but no words came out. She exerted her Qi, increasing the speed of the flying magic item.

After about a quarter of an hour, they eventually arrived at Xiuyuan Village. Ye Wenxin was dying to jump down and sought out Ling Jue, but saw Xiuyuan Village was very lively.

A group of men and women were subserviently lining up, seeming to be carrying out some sort of activity.

“Dual cultivation must also have selections?” Another roasting escaped Ye Wenxin, and this time, Qian Bingxue, Liu Yansheng, and Luo Miaoyi all looked at her, not comprehending Ye Wenxin’s sarcasm.

“No, you misunderstand, us disciples just choose someone and immediately bring them back, what you see before you is not at all our Shura Hall’s doing.” At last, it was Luo Miaoyi who responded first, explaining that the weird queue they were witnessing had no connection to them.

Ye Wenxin was further baffled by this, just as she was about to say something more, she noticed a little lady rushing past. Her cheeks were flushed, looking like her Red Phoenix Star was shifting², not only that, but she had a weird smile on her face as she stared at her hands, making Ye Wenxin involuntarily shudder.

As Ye Wenxin pondered it, the more unfathomable it became. Mustering up her courage, she walked forward and saw a dapper man standing at the head of the line.

The man was clad in white, remarkably handsome, but barely smiling.

“Young Master, it’s my turn next.”

A lady was standing in front of the man, vigorously wiping her hand clean before reaching out. That man in white glanced at her once, gave a soft smile, and then held their hands together.

“Kya!” The woman whose hand was held let out a frenzied shriek, longing to embrace the man directly and give him a few firm kisses, but a robust man barred her way.

Such a scene reminded Ye Wenxin of the handshake events back on Earth.

“Alright, next one,” that man continued to shout. The woman who got called excitedly handed him silver and walked over to the white-clad man.

The white-clad man seemed to have grown numb to it, his gaze drifting around until meeting Ye Wenxin’s. For a moment, Ye Wenxin wanted to flee, but the white-clad man was already dashing forward, gripping her shoulders.

“Little Sister Wenxin, are you fine?” Needless to say, this white-clad man was none other than Ling Jue, the woman dressed as a man, but unexpectedly, after a short day of not seeing her, Ling Jue had undergone a sudden metamorphosis and was holding a handshake event at this Xiuyuan Village.

“I’m well. Big Brother Ling, what the hell are you guys up to?” Ye Wenxin instinctively retreated a step, lest she be killed by these women’s deadly glares for getting too close to Ling Jue.

“Ah, Young Master Ling was just helping me out.”

Ling Jue showed an embarrassed expression, when she was about to speak, the man who was counting money just now came over.

He was eight feet tall, with an imposing appearance and a scar across his face, looking very manly. However, his eyes were very picky, and when he saw Ye Wenxin had nothing worth his interest, his gaze landed on Qian Bingxue and Liu Yansheng behind the girl, and lastly fixed on Liu Yansheng’s chest.

The four women were all displeased by this presumptuous stare, and Ye Wenxin was already contemplating how to dig out this man’s eyeballs and stomp on the images playing within.

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1. (Seven Emotions): Happiness, Anger, Sadness, Fear, Shock, Worry, Grief; (Six Desires): Desire for Sex, Desire for Sound, Desire for Fragrance, Desire for Taste, Desire for Touch, Desire for Dharma/Intellectual Desire. These concepts are used to describe the various emotions and desires that humans experience, and are often discussed in the context of traditional Chinese medicine, philosophy, and spiritual practices. ↩︎
2. 
   An idiomatic Chinese phrase, referring to a pivotal moment or a turning point in someone’s romantic life. ↩︎