Chapter 991: I Don’t Desire Your Body

“No, I’ll be spending even more from now on. I just wanted to tell you that I’m capable now,” explained Huang Hanyan, seemingly reluctant to end their transactional relationship.

“Well, you’re only at the Golden Core stage. Just ask Fatty if you need anything. Oh, and I’ve refined some ninth-grade pills. Take them.”

Ye Wenxin habitually gave Huang Hanyan pills, and Huang Hanyan didn’t refuse. She even opened the bottle herself. As the fragrance of ninth-grade pills wafted out, Huang Hanyan praised, “Smells so good.”

“They are ninth-grade. Maybe I’ll manage tenth-grade pills if I work harder for a few more years. By then, raising ten of you wouldn’t be a problem.” No matter what, Huang Hanyan was still her only disciple. Ye Wenxin cracked a joke to ease the awkwardness.

Huang Hanyan smoothly grabbed her hand. A similar scene had happened before, only with a different person.

“What is it?” Ye Wenxin didn’t think she’d said anything abrupt or unpleasant.

Huang Hanyan bit her lip, suppressing her emotions.

“Just say whatever you’ve got to say. There’s no one else here.” Ye Wenxin encouraged her. Everyone has their desires, big or small. It was nothing to be ashamed of.

Huang Hanyan finally met her gaze and asked, “The things people have been saying… are they true?”

“Which things?”

“You became the Dao partner of Beast Taming Garden’s Head Senior Sister.”

“Uh…”

Although the rumor wasn’t surprising, Ye Wenxin hadn’t expected Huang Hanyan to bring it up.

“You’re the child of the Demon Lord and the Eldest Princess.”

“Well, that’s…”

“You’re also involved with Sect Master Jin Xiaoqin and even blackmailed Fairy Fengya.”

As these things spilled from Huang Hanyan’s lips, Ye Wenxin suddenly regretted telling her not to hold back. Every topic was loaded—neither true nor false.

Ye Wenxin looked awkward. Huang Hanyan’s expression softened considerably. She leaned in again and said seriously, “I’m not bringing up these rumors to confirm them with you. I only want you to know—I don’t care what you’ve done or how many people you’ve had something with.”

Huang Hanyan’s tone overlapped with everything from over a year ago. Ye Wenxin carefully examined herself, confirming no trace of the cheat on her.

In other words, Huang Hanyan truly liked her.

Huang Hanyan continued, “Would you be willing to give me a chance if I reached the Nascent Soul stage? I want to be with you, even if it’s only as a mistress.”

She kneeled like a devout worshipper before her god. Her words unnerved Ye Wenxin.

“I know saying this might confuse you, but it’s how I truly feel. Once I reach the Nascent Soul stage, I’ll have the strength to stand on my own. I can pay off my debts by then. I hope we can start over.”

Huang Hanyan’s eyes never wavered as she spoke. Ye Wenxin sensed the energy within her.

Even without focusing, she saw golden luck slowly gathering around Huang Hanyan.

Ye Wenxin felt dazed. She didn’t know why this luck was manifesting now.

“Wenxin, I know this might feel sudden to you, but for me, it’s what drives me forward. Every day, I wonder… maybe we could’ve had a more equal beginning if I hadn’t been so miserable or needed your support.

“But then I thought, you wouldn’t have chosen me or treated me so kindly if not for the hardship I went through.”

Huang Hanyan showed a pained expression, her conflicted emotions making her eyes well up again. Among everyone Ye Wenxin knew, Huang Hanyan was no crybaby.

But she had been bottling up too much. Unlike Ye Wenxin, who had a heart of stone, Huang Hanyan was still a child.

Her emotions, her current drive, all of her, existed because of Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin had created the current Huang Hanyan, yet she had also destroyed her. However, Huang Hanyan was being reborn in another form. The golden luck around her was purer, more dazzling than ever before.

For some reason, Ye Wenxin suddenly thought of a quote.

“Love may destroy a person but can also save them.”

Huang Hanyan looked confused about why Ye Wenxin suddenly said something like that.

“It’s just a passing thought,” Ye Wenxin waved off. “I’m grateful for your appreciation. However, I can’t return your feelings. I already have thirteen women.”

Thirteen was a total lie. Ye Wenxin just wanted to reject Huang Hanyan firmly and quickly so things wouldn’t escalate.

Huang Hanyan looked surprised but not hurt. Instead, she smiled and said, “Then one more won’t make a difference.”

Huang Hanyan hugged Ye Wenxin, unbothered by the mention of thirteen other women.

Ye Wenxin must admire Huang Hanyan’s generosity, especially compared to Long Qingyue’s pettiness. But even as the thought crossed her mind, something felt wrong.

Huang Hanyan was her disciple. Yet, why did she feel like her disciple was turning the tables on her?

Ye Wenxin immediately pushed Huang Hanyan away. Using her teacher’s tone, she scolded, “Hanyan, we’re master and disciple. I treat you well, not because I desire your body. Take back what you said now, and I’ll pretend none of this ever happened.”

Huang Hanyan didn’t believe her. She tightened her arms around Ye Wenxin’s neck. “Wenxin, you sure do love playing the master. If I call you ‘Master,’ will you let me kiss you?”

Huang Hanyan coaxed her, naively thinking she simply liked being called “Master.”

Ye Wenxin got so angry she nearly transformed into Gu Qingcheng and revealed her true identity to Huang Hanyan.

But before she could do anything, someone outside lost patience and kicked the door open.

Han Shanxue walked in.

Huang Hanyan was startled, unaware someone had been eavesdropping. Ye Wenxin remained unfazed, having known all along.

Huang Hanyan narrowed her eyes, masking her displeasure. “Miss Han, do you need something?”