Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Just like now.

The older girl furrowed her delicate brows, and together with the younger girl beside her, looked at their master not far away, who was sweet-talking Aunt Mao, making her laugh with blooming joy.

Master, is the heart seeking the Way so fragile?

Beauty is nothing but a charming skeleton...

Useless Master!

The two girls once again tacitly accused their master in their hearts.

...

Ever since the incident at the bathhouse, Chen Ye always felt that there was an odd atmosphere when he was with Mao Qingzhu.

Although Mao Qingzhu was gentle and graceful, seemingly indifferent to past events.

Precisely because of this, Chen Ye felt even more guilty.

Looking at the charming and dignified fairy before him, he couldn't help but think of her appearance in the bathhouse...

"By the way, Sister Qingzhu, since Li Qiuyun has returned to the sect, I've already asked the maid to tidy up her courtyard. You can stay there temporarily afterward."

Chen Ye cast his gaze on the bright flower garden, only then realizing that the Fourth Elder had already taken the remaining thirty-three glass flowers upon leaving.

"Li Qiuyun?" Mao Qingzhu asked, somewhat curious, "Is that the spirited little girl who used to follow behind you?"

"Exactly." Chen Ye nodded.

"I observed that girl seems... to have some special feelings for you, Brother Ye. Unlike an ordinary guard."

Mao Qingzhu's beautiful, narrow eyes held a teasing smile.

Though she didn't quite understand matters between men and women, the saying "participants are confused, observers are clear," plus a woman's intuition, she could sense that the girl named Li Qiuyun held some unusual feelings when looking at Chen Ye.

"Of course!"

Chen Ye nodded in agreement.

Mao Qingzhu was surprised: "You... you know?"

"Sister Qingzhu, you don't know, Qiuyun calls me Uncle Chen, she's my niece. How could she be merely a guard?"

Chen Ye smiled, filled with sentiment,

"Ah, my good niece, now that she's returned to the sect, I actually feel a bit reluctant…"

"..."

Mao Qingzhu looked at his serious, sentimental expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Her younger brother had great talent in some aspects.

But when it came to matters between men and women, he was adorably oblivious.

Thinking this, she couldn't help but feel some pity.

Speaking of which, her brother Ye truly is pitiful. Over forty years and not only has he failed to find a Dao companion, but he is also still a Primordial Yang body... no wonder he's so dazed.

Should I help Brother Ye find a Dao companion?

No… A Dao companion is not something to be forced.

Actually, her maids, with their good looks and at a blossoming age, perhaps they could become Brother Ye's concubines?

At least let him... break his Primordial Yang.

Mao Qingzhu shook her head, choosing not to continue the topic, instead saying gently: "Alright. Then I'll be relying on Brother Ye."

...

"Aunt Mao is so dumb too! Talking as if Sister Qiuyun likes Master."

In the grass, Qing Jun watched the two in the distance, muttering softly.

To her, Sister Qiuyun clearly just regarded Master as an elder!

Hearing this, Zhiwei glanced at Qing Jun.

Her junior sister is the true fool.

Li Qiuyun obviously has designs on Master in secret.

But... what about Master?

Did Master really know nothing?

Zhiwei looked at the master who was still chatting happily with Mao Qingzhu in the distance, and her already unsettled heart was even more convinced.

Perhaps...

He isn't unaware.

He's just pretending to be clueless.

Actually, Master also has it tough, at such an age, swaying through this chaotic world, raising them, hardly having thoughts of settling down.

"Sister, sister, they left!"

The young girl couldn't perceive her sister's unusual expression, and once she saw Master leave, she quickly tugged her sister's sleeve,

"Should we follow them or wait for Master to come back home?"

Zhiwei came back to her senses, looking at her silly junior sister who only has eyes for Master, then glanced at the two figures walking together in the distance.

Silly girl... if she doesn't start paying attention, her mother might become her master's wife!

When it comes to who has the most confidence in Master in the world.

That person is undoubtedly Lu Zhiwei!

Zhiwei believes that there's no woman in the world who can refuse Master!

The little black-haired girl suddenly murmured: "Qing Jun, Master treats you really well. Like a daughter."

The little white-haired girl couldn't help but lift the corners of her lips, filled with pride, but her face showed a disgusted expression:

"How gross, Master actually treats a disciple like a daughter!!"

"If I really became a daughter… wouldn't I be adored even more." Zhiwei said softly.

"Eh?" Qing Jun's foolish hair swayed back and forth, "How could I be Master's daughter!"

"Hmm? You're right, it was just me overthinking." Zhiwei said hesitantly.

Sister is hiding something from her!

The clever little girl instantly realized the truth.

No one can deceive her in this world!

Even Master, no way.

"Daughter... daughter?!!"

Qing Jun furrowed her soft brows, racking her brain, suddenly realizing.

If Aunt Mao marries Master, wouldn't that make her Master's daughter!!

Absolutely not!

She wants to ride atop Master and do as she pleases, if she became a daughter, how could she do as she pleases!

Then she'd have to constantly call him 'dad,' how disgusting!

"No way! Absolutely not!"

Qing Jun jumped out of the grass, grabbed her sister's hand urgently, saying,

"Sister! We have to catch up to them quickly! We can't let Aunt Mao take our Master away! I heard once a man has a Dao companion, they forget about their disciples!"