Chapter 0, Section 31: Sweet Talk
Upon hearing this, Ao Banwei tacitly understood and thoughtfully transmitted her voice, “Yes, Banwei understands. So, when Master is not around next time, you want me to call you my Mistress?”
The Little Chair immediately placed a finger on her lips, making a ‘shushing’ gesture, and then nodded very lightly.
Qin Gou flicked a finger at Yi Chengying’s little head, chuckling dotingly, “It’s only been a few days, but your skill at taking advantage of people with your words has certainly improved.”
“Ouch! That’s all thanks to Lord Qin’s constant guidance!” Yi Chengying quickly covered her forehead, a sweet smile on her face.
“This time, you wench have finally gotten your wish and escaped the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect. How about you come back with me to the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace later?” Qin Gou asked with a light, seemingly casual smile.
A flicker of elation flashed through Yi Chengying’s pure, clear eyes, but she then smiled faintly and shook her head. “While I’m more than willing to follow Lord Qin and also visit home, before leaving the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect this time, I had already promised the two protectors and all the hall masters that I would return on time so as not to make things difficult for them. Since the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect tolerated my willfulness and spent a great deal of manpower and resources to indulge my whims, I absolutely cannot break my promise.”
“It is your way, isn’t it? If others are true to you, you are true to them. I don’t recall incorrectly, do I?” Qin Gou winked playfully at Yi Chengying.
Yi Chengying nodded vigorously, her face beaming. “Lord Qin understands me best, you’ve hit the nail on the head. Speaking of which,” Yi Chengying firmly clenched her small fist, “also, just as I promised Lord Qin in the dreamscape before, I will definitely work twice as hard and strive desperately to gain the genuine recognition of everyone in the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect, I will absolutely not disgrace Lord Qin!”
Upon hearing this, Qin Gou looked at the Little Chair with anticipation.
Could it be that this seemingly joking Lone Shadow Saint Lord was actually going to come true?
Could it be that Celestial Master had accidentally nurtured another giant of the demonic path? Although Little Chair already had the imposing title of one of the Mystic Maiden Palace’s nine Saintesses, she was already a regular on major kill lists.
“Hello… hello.”
At this moment, Qin Yuan arrived. The moment she saw Yi Chengying’s face, her voice began to tremble.
“May I ask who you are?” Yi Chengying asked curiously, looking at Qin Yuan.
“My name is Gu Yuan, the fifth disciple of the Master of Arc-Moon Mountain,” Qin Yuan smiled bashfully.
Yi Chengying nodded. Since she was Lord Qin’s disciple, she was definitely one of them. Little Chair immediately bowed slightly and respectfully, saying, “A pleasure to meet you. I am Yi Chengying of the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace.”
“No! Don’t do that!” Qin Yuan’s expression was extremely strange. Without any hesitation, she quickly bowed, pressing her body very low, and returned Yi Chengying’s bow respectfully.
Seeing Qin Yuan suddenly perform such a deep bow, Yi Chengying felt utterly baffled. She couldn’t help but imitate her, bowing deeply as well.
“Plop!”
Qin Yuan knelt on one knee, wanting to cry but having no tears. “Please, don’t act like this. A’yuan cannot bear it.”
Yi Chengying was startled. “What are you doing?” Without taking advantage of Qin Yuan, she immediately copied her.
Qin Yuan knelt on both knees. “Can you please stop copying me? A’yuan is unworthy! If this continues, A’yuan will have to perform a full prostration!”
Little Chair was even more dramatic, slumping to the ground like a piece of salted fish. “We are but passing acquaintances. Why are you being so exceedingly respectful to Little Chair? It is Little Chair who should feel ashamed!”
“You two troublemakers!”
Qin Gou glared at them exasperately and, as fast as lightning, flicked each of them on the head. This immediately made them behave.
…
After spending three days cleaning up the aftermath and hosting a grand banquet to thank those who had helped, during which Qin Gou generously offered ancient cultivation techniques from the Bai Family’s collection as rewards, much to the gratitude of many young talents from Das, the battle was finally concluded.
Qin Gou had not expected that it would be in this way that he would accidentally fulfill his promise to protect Bai Yunxi and Gu Feiyan. Although only a branch of the Bai Family in Das was destroyed, the Bai Family’s greatest reliance, their strongest fighter Ancestor Bai Kufeng, and the fearsome Great Elder Bai Lianqiu, were both annihilated on the spot by Qingyu with the power of a very precious decree. The Bai Family, which had been glorious for a long time, was now severely weakened and could no longer pose a threat.
Upon returning to the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace, Qin Gou suddenly realized a serious problem: Qiu Qianyue had not returned ahead of them.
That debt girl had a few drinks at the banquet, declared she was going to find Qishou for a battle of three hundred rounds, and then never returned. She was definitely whisked away by that reserved little sea turtle, Qishou. Also missing was Ling Cuiyan, who had the worst luck and was still trapped in the Qianyue Ribbon.
He exchanged for a Spirit Fruit for Nourishing the Spirit from the system, and incidentally restored the Celestial Master’s Soul, which was in a suspended death state, costing a total of fifty thousand merit points.
Qin Gou and Qin Yuan entered the main hall of the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace together and came before Ye Qishuang.
“Master, Qishuang missed you so much!” The petite Ye Qishuang rushed into Qin Gou’s embrace like a young swallow returning to its nest, her black and white eyes full of affection.
Qin Gou smiled warmly, took out the Spirit Fruit for Nourishing the Spirit, and said softly, “Qishuang wench, look what your Master brought back for you these past few days. Have a taste.”
The dark, unappetizing Spirit Fruit for Nourishing the Spirit looked terrible compared to ordinary spirit fruits, but as it was a gift from Qin Gou, Ye Qishuang ate it with relish and sweet satisfaction without a word.
After consuming one Spirit Fruit for Nourishing the Spirit, Ye Qishuang’s external appearance seemed unchanged for the moment.
However, Qin Yuan suddenly spoke, “Dad, close your eyes!” At the same time, she closed her own eyes.
“What?” Qin Gou was puzzled. Then, under his astonished gaze, the petite Ye Qishuang’s delicate body grew rapidly, instantly and easily tearing her small dress…
Qin Gou’s eyes widened, and he stood there stunned. What was blinding his eyes?
So white.
Qishuang’s whiteness was like snow.
“Master, you’re still looking!”
Ancestor Ye’s rare, shy scream echoed throughout the main hall of the Mystic Maiden Palace.
Qin Yuan covered her eyes and awkwardly walked out. “A’yuan will take her leave. I won’t disturb you two.”
Ye Qishuang quickly conjured a dress with spiritual power to cover her infinite beauty, her delicate and lovely face flushed with embarrassment.
“Cough, cough, Qishuang, have your memories and strength completely recovered?” Qin Gou coughed heavily and said.
Ye Qishuang bit her red lips shyly. “Yes, it’s all thanks to Master’s favor… But don’t change the subject so quickly! You must have seen everything just now, right? Shouldn’t you take responsibility for Xiao Shuang’er then?”
Qin Gou’s face reddened in embarrassment, and he mumbled, “I’ve seen you when you were little, it’s not like I haven’t. Ai, children really do grow up. They start to dislike old men.”
“Can childhood be compared to now?” Ye Qishuang was so angry she wanted to vomit blood, glaring at Qin Gou. She snorted coquettishly, “By the way, you should know by now that this Palace is no longer a Stone Maiden Spiritual Physique, right? Thanks to Master’s favor, this Palace was able to successfully advance so quickly!”
Qin Gou was taken aback, his face turning slightly pale. “Qishuang, do you think this is me digging my own grave?”
“What do you think?” Ye Qishuang was amused by Qin Gou’s sudden change in expression and couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Cough, cough, Ye Qishuang, I order you to wait here for a moment! Master suddenly remembered that the blankets on Arc-Moon Mountain are not neatly folded. I’ll be right back!” With that, Qin Gou fled out the door as if his life depended on it.
“Master, don’t run!”
Ye Qishuang quickly followed, but her dress was conjured from spiritual power, making it inconvenient to move. She was unable to catch Qin Gou directly.
“Not run? If I don’t run, won’t I become Mr. Horns?”
Qin Gou was truly unlucky. Before he could run far, he was stopped outside a pavilion by Gu Caihe, who happened to be passing by.
Gu Caihe glanced at the flustered Qin Gou, then at Ye Qishuang, who was chasing him from a distance. “Qin Yue, what’s wrong between you and the Palace Lord?”
Qin Gou waved his hand and gave a dry laugh. “We had a little argument, and I accidentally angered Qishuang. Hurry and get out of my way, or I’m dead.”
“I see. Is this such a minor matter that you and the Palace Lord are chasing each other within the Mystic Maiden Palace for everyone to see? What kind of example is that?” Gu Caihe grabbed Qin Gou’s arm and pulled him into the pavilion.
When Ye Qishuang arrived, Gu Caihe stood in front of Qin Gou and said, “Palace Lord, please calm your anger first. Qin Yue has already told Caihe the general situation. Why don’t we handle this according to the sect rules?”
“Sect rules?” Seeing that Qin Gou was no longer running, Ye Qishuang immediately calmed down. She walked into the pavilion and sat opposite Qin Gou, a gentle and charming smile on her lips. “Qishuang hasn’t finished speaking yet. You shouldn’t have run off in such a hurry.”
“Please, the two of you, don’t communicate yet, lest further disputes arise!”
However, Gu Caihe bravely interjected. “For minor conflicts like arguments, it is best to handle them according to the new sect rules that the Palace Lord personally promulgated a few days ago.”
As she spoke, Gu Caihe expertly took out three dice and a dice cup from her Nas, placing them before Qin Gou and Ye Qishuang. She smiled and said, “Qin Yue is actually one of the Palace Lord’s cauldrons, right? Since he is a cauldron, we should use the ‘Dice Resolution Method,’ not the ‘Midnight Drinking Method’ between female disciples. Come, Palace Lord, you roll first, Qin Yue second. One round decides the winner. Whoever has the higher number gets their way, and there’s no need to argue endlessly!”
“Stop talking, Gu Caihe! I know you mean well, but now is really not the time!” Qin Gou said, his face a sickly green.
Gu Caihe still looked at Ye Qishuang with confidence. “How can that be? This is a supreme secret technique that the Palace Lord came up with on a whim. It has now been fully implemented in our Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace and has resolved countless troubles. Why shouldn’t you lead by example?”
“But please rest assured, Palace Lord, Caihe is always on your side. You shake, and Caihe will cheer you on, ‘Great, great, great!'”
Ye Qishuang gasped, her expression one of sheer disbelief. She stared at Gu Caihe fixedly, and then her lips parted, spewing forth sweet words: “Your mother…?!”
Then, Ye Qishuang suddenly froze. What was she saying? Was she always this vulgar?
(Today’s first update is a guaranteed 3000 characters. I haven’t slept all night, so I need to adjust my chaotic sleep schedule.)
