All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

"Hah! After living for hundreds of years, you're playing innocent with me here?!"

"..."

Su Bei looked bitter. How am I supposed to answer?

And Key Smoke hadn't screamed as he'd expected. It had been the same last time he saw the white... Empress.

Back then, he'd had a clear view. This time, looking through the rocks, it was like watching something pixelated—bland and flavorless.

I'm a warrior of ultra-HD, pixel-free viewing, after all.

Seeing Key Smoke's reaction, could it be that this woman's heart still harbored a yearning for love? An unfulfilled spinster, perhaps?

When she was alone, nursing her wounds, did my accidental appearance ignite a fierce flame in her heart?

Perhaps because he had been sitting still for so long, Su Bei felt as if his legs had lost all sensation.

"Uh, Saintess... my legs seem to have gone numb. I don't think I can feel them."

"..."

"Hm?"

...

「At the Sword Sect's encampment.」

Inside the council chamber.

Wenren Pingxin gazed gravely at the Sword Sect members. All their faces were stern. Everyone was present except for Su Bei and Dan Wulan; even Xi Qingyi and Mo Xingjian, who had just woken from their fainting spells, were there.

Gazing at the bright moon outside the window, she finally spoke,

"There's actually only one reason I called you here."

Xi Qingyi looked thoughtfully at Wenren Pingxin, seemingly having already guessed something.

"The Dao Sect gets a bye."

"Tomorrow, the Buddha Gate will battle the Star Moon Sect."

"..."

As Wenren Pingxin's words fell, everyone present froze for a moment, then fell silent.

"Don't tell Su Bei about this."

"His injuries are severe. With his temperament, if he were to find out..."

"..."

Then Wenren Pingxin looked at Su Bei's three disciples, then at Dan Wuque, Mo Xingjian, and the others, instructing,

"Tell Su Bei the Sword Sect got a bye and successfully advanced. Tell him not to think about anything else."

"..."

This matter required the group to cooperate and feign great joy.

Xiao Ruoching nodded in deep agreement. He didn't want to see Su Bei lying wanly in bed anymore either.

Xi Qingyi sighed deeply and murmured to himself,

"Even though I really dislike Wuhua Palace... we truly can't beat them."

"Still, it's already good that the Sword Sect has made this name for itself. We haven't stagnated."

"..."

Everyone nodded.

After all, there was a saying: everything gained is by a stroke of luck.

Wenren Pingxin glanced at the time. It was almost midnight, and the full moon hung high in the night sky.

"Speaking of which, why isn't Su Bei back yet?"

"With Dan Wulan by his side, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"..."

After all, damaged meridians were no small matter. Perhaps a long soak was needed.

...

Dan Wulan leaned against a tree trunk, her eyes quietly observing the moon in the vast sky.

For some reason, the same moonlight seemed brighter on No-Sword Peak.

"Have those peach blossoms bloomed?" she murmured to herself.

Then she saw a long robe floating in mid-air, tangled with a pale moon-colored bodice.

Her eyes filled with confusion. She quickly jumped down from the tree and walked towards Su Bei.

Why is the wind so strong?

As she drew nearer, she could faintly hear voices, intermittent and unclear.

"My legs seem to have lost sensation... HISS..."

"You're so badly injured... Try changing positions to move around a bit."

"..."

"..."

Her mind instantly fell into chaos. Good heavens, I was inattentive for just a moment, and he's at it again...

She hurried towards Su Bei, intending to unleash all the grievances she had pent up during the day. Then, she saw Su Bei, still in the same spot, not having moved an inch.

And not far off, the Saintess, her gauze dress drenched, an indescribable expression on her face.

The grievances she had been holding back all day caught in her throat, unable to come out or be swallowed down.

"Saintess," she greeted Key Smoke. Even though she knew things weren't as she had imagined, could it be that they were... already done?!

Her gaze remained cold as she looked at Key Smoke, taking in her proud "peaks," then she lowered her head to glance at herself.

"What are you doing here, Saintess?"

Her tone wasn't friendly; it was just short of her actually slapping the words "Stop seducing my man!" onto Key Smoke's face.

Key Smoke idly played with the water, watching the woman before her. Seeing her jealous expression, she deliberately decided to tease her, saying,

"Oh? Every part of the Sacred Sanctuary is mine."

"Why shouldn't I be here?"

"..."

Her words carried the air of a mature woman, not green like some others. Yet, compared to Wenren Pingxin, she had an additional quality... Su Bei didn't know how to describe it.

If I had to describe it, it's like Yu Hongxiu and Wenren Pingxin were melded together!?

This kind of personality is prime material for a head wife!

A pity, she's just... too imposing.

Dan Wulan gave her a cool glance but didn't respond. Instead, she stepped into the Sacred Cold Spring, pinched Su Bei's thigh, and asked,

"Can you feel this?"

Su Bei shook his head, then suddenly said,

"It's over. Now my arms are numb too..."

"..."

The moment he spoke, endless Spiritual Energy from the surroundings, without any warning, suddenly surged into Su Bei's body.

The Spiritual Energy within the Sacred Cold Spring continuously circulated around Su Bei before swiftly rushing into him, as if seizing an opportunity. Su Bei felt as if a huge furnace had ignited within him. At that moment, all the medicinal power of the Creation Pill in his Dantian, which he had been unable to absorb for so long, completely merged into his body.