Chapter 321: What Am I Supposed to Do If You Die!?

“Everyone, turn around!” Ye Wenxin commanded, any mood for playfulness gone. She was especially annoyed by the male disciples staring at Jin Xiaoqin’s imposing figure.

As Long Qing’er and Xi Mengxuan quickly took out blankets, Ye Wenxin approached, directly tearing off Jin Xiaoqin’s undershirt and tossing it into the pool.

Jin Xiaoqin was left only in her dudou and undergarments. She looked at Ye Wenxin awkwardly, but noticed that her skin was completely unharmed. On closer inspection, she saw that the sutras Ye Wenxin had written yesterday were gradually fading.

If not for the sutras protecting her from the green slime’s damage, the consequences of it touching her skin would have been unimaginable.

Ye Wenxin also felt a wave of fear but quickly retrieved fresh clothes from her bag of holding for Jin Xiaoqin to change into.

“Do they fit well?” After helping Jin Xiaoqin change, Ye Wenxin wiped the sweat off her forehead, feeling like she had been overly nervous.

“Feels a bit tight around the chest,” Jin Xiaoqin answered after she moved her body a bit, then saw Ye Wenxin’s face darken.

“Then bear with it.”

“Hehehe…” Jin Xiaoqin, feeling superior, chuckled again. It was hard to imagine that Jin Xiaoqin, looking like this, was a 250-year-old granny. Ye Wenxin found herself puzzled by this laughter. “What are you laughing at, Old Jin?”

“Just remembering your nervous expression earlier. Don’t worry, you’re the only one who’s seen my body,” she whispered into Ye Wenxin’s ear. Ye Wenxin shuddered and then felt a touch on her butt.

Jin Xiaoqin regained her usual composure, now dressed in casual attire that accentuated her delicate femininity. Long Qing’er looked at the clothes with a complicated expression, and Ye Wenxin began to feel awkward again.

“Ahem, Old Jin, thank Senior Sister Qing’er; she was the one who gave me those clothes.” Ye Wenxin didn’t expect her choice of clothes to be so coincidental. Inside her bag, there were clothes she bought herself, ones bought by Ling Jue, Xiao Zhang, Madam Yu…

In short, there were plenty of clothes, yet she happened to grab this set.

“Mm, thank you, Qing’er.” Jin Xiaoqin’s expression suddenly turned sour. She gave Long Qing’er a polite smile, and then they both looked at Ye Wenxin, expecting an explanation.

Ye Wenxin’s gaze wandered, feeling like she had constantly been in hot water lately. But glancing at the relatively familiar Fairy Fengya, Ye Wenxin silently moved over to Xi Mengxuan’s side, letting the presence of a normal person comfort her.

Ye Wenxin’s sudden approach confused Xi Mengxuan, but sensing something amiss from the others’ expressions, she subconsciously moved closer to Xuan Luofei’s side, continuing this strange cycle.

Fortunately, everyone soon focused on the water pavilion.

Even during the daytime, the water pavilion remained enveloped in dense black fog, unaffected by the extermination of all the Yin Fetuses in the lake.

Ye Wenxin subconsciously threw another stone, which, like before, flew less than a meter before falling down. Clearly, the gravity in this realm hadn’t changed.

Although there were no longer obstacles in the lake, the liquid still possessed corrosive properties. After thinking for a moment, Ye Wenxin had Jin Xiaoqin cut down a large tree, creating a passable path.

However, facing such an environment, everyone hesitated to take too many risks. Ye Wenxin planned to scout ahead herself, to see if she could find any other mechanisms.

“No way. What am I supposed to do if you die!?” Jin Xiaoqin saw Ye Wenxin about to take another risky move and immediately stopped her.

But these words stunned both Ye Wenxin and Jin Xiaoqin, as they felt that the statement sounded somewhat ambiguous.

Others looked on with mixed expressions of pity, unsure whether they pitied Jin Xiaoqin, having such an imposing figure, for being with Ye Wenxin, or Ye Wenxin, such a genius, for being with Jin Xiaoqin.

Long Qing’er exhaled, assuming that the master and disciple really had such an ambiguous relationship. A trace of envy appeared on her face, and she subconsciously looked towards Fairy Fengya, whom she admired.

But upon seeing Fairy Fengya also staring at Ye Wenxin and Jin Xiaoqin, Long Qing’er started fretting again.

“What I meant to say is that if you die, I’ll lose one disciple,” Jin Xiaoqin awkwardly added, her voice a bit louder this time, creating a strange feeling that she was protesting too much.

It was only at this moment that everyone put two and two together, leaving Jin Xiaoqin no choice but to reveal her true identity to them.

“Elder Jin, with you here, we can rest assured.”

From ‘Sister Xiaoqin’ to Elder Jin’, the title change happened in an instant. Even if Jin Xiaoqin didn’t disclose her identity, everyone could tell from her skills that she was different.

Jin Xiaoqin smiled awkwardly and tried to drag Fairy Fengya out as well, only to see that she had already jumped onto the large tree bridge with Ye Wenxin, heading towards the water pavilion.

“You two!” Jin Xiaoqin couldn’t help but feel a headache, and immediately walked up to the bridge. She instructed the other disciples not to follow and to wait for further orders.

The immortal sect disciples behaved very obediently, but several demon sect members couldn’t contain themselves, clamoring to go along. In the end, a crowd rushed up together, emboldened by the presence of a true Nascent Soul stage cultivator like Jin Xiaoqin.

Jin Xiaoqin was speechless. Thinking it was unsafe to stay in place, she divided the group upon reaching the water pavilion. However, before the teams could be fully formed, Ye Wenxin noticed several adult Yin Fetuses leaping onto the tree bridge, and beginning to gnaw at it.

Things happened too suddenly. Just as Ye Wenxin was about to shout, the tree sank, leaving them stranded on the water pavilion. To make matters worse, more Yin Fetuses appeared in the lake. Unlike the juveniles from earlier, these ones posed a significant danger.

Ye Wenxin inwardly rejoiced as everything was resolved in one go. She was especially grateful for the demon sects causing a disturbance, which made everyone gather in one place.

There were now approximately fifty of them. Ye Wenxin was still holding Xuan Luofei’s hand, but this time, she also had Xi Mengxuan by her side.

The entrance corridor was not large, but it was filled with dense black fog. Even though they were inside, visibility was almost zero, and everyone dared not speak, afraid of missing any sounds from the Yin Fetuses.

They hadn’t walked far into the corridor when the Yin Fetuses emitted a piercing scream. It seemed like countless things were moving around them, yet invisible to the naked eye.

Ye Wenxin remained vigilant, feeling the same thrill as when she entered haunted houses in the past. But this haunted house was different—if they got caught, and died, they would truly die.

As this thought crossed her mind, someone shouted something, and chaos ensued among the group.