Chen Ye’s face was as thick as a city wall. As a master, what’s the big deal about sniffing his disciples?
He casually waved his hand and laughed, "These two disciples of mine are fragrant and soft, of course I should play with them while I can. Once they grow up, they won’t like me as their master anymore."
The clever little girl became wary: "Master is talking nonsense! Who is fragrant and soft! It’s the cakes Master makes that are fragrant and soft... Does Master want to eat Qing Jun?"
She never thought the master smelled nice, only that he was stinky.
Yet that Supreme Emotion Crossing Technique always requires her to absorb the master’s qi, and even Sister Qiuyun’s qi...
Chen Ye gave Qing Jun an annoyed look, too lazy to deal with this paranoid little girl.
But,
kids are interesting when they’re young, once grown up they might even call you an asshole.
Zhiwei is easy to handle.
Especially that rebellious disciple Qing Jun!
One day she might do all sorts of mischief riding on the master’s head!
Li Qiuyun covered her mouth and laughed lightly: "Uncle Chen’s two disciples are indeed amusing."
Chen Ye’s gaze fell on Li Qiuyun, and he couldn’t help but be captivated.
The young female cultivator was indeed a bit stunning today, looking rather different from her usual heroic appearance, as if she had become someone else, just by changing out of her Taoist robe.
But just for a moment, he quickly looked away:
"Since Qiuyun is here... let’s begin tonight’s Luoli Courtyard tea party!"
"Yay~"
Both disciples’ eyes lit up.
During this time, their master told them stories every night. Though only for half a two-hour period each day, the two little girls looked forward to it every day.
And Li Qiuyun was no exception.
In her heart, Uncle Chen seemed like an inexhaustible treasure.
Remarkable skills, high culinary skill, overflowing talent, gentle and humorous personality...
If only he wasn’t a bit older, with a slightly lower cultivation.
A man like this is truly a dream lover for a female cultivator!
The four sat around the stone table,
under the pond’s moonlight, enjoying the breeze from the pear trees.
Li Qiuyun stared at the man’s sharp side profile, slowly getting lost in the novel stories he told.
It seems... Uncle Chen is rather handsome too.
...
In the pear tree, there was a mysterious golden-furred ball.
Bai Susu suddenly felt like,
she was like a rat in a sewer, secretly peering at others’ happiness.
"How annoying... the master patrolling the servant, how can that be considered peeking!"
Bai Susu shook her head, and regained her composure.
But why did this man, with her father’s appearance, embrace other little girls!
Although she was not familiar with Chen Ye, Bai Susu still felt uncomfortable inside.
"Forget it, just a pest, how can it disturb my mind."
She glanced at the four people under the tree.
These four were only at Qi Cultivation, of course, they couldn’t detect her presence.
Just as the golden-furred ball was timidly planning to sneak away, suddenly, her ears twitched.
Listening, Chen Ye cleared his throat below, lowered his voice, and with a hint of mystery began: "Once upon a time, in a distant place, there was an Immortal Stone that absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, one day it cracked open and produced a Stone Monkey..."
Stone Monkey?
Qing Jun and Zhiwei were immediately captivated by this novel beginning, even Li Qiuyun looked intrigued.
Bai Susu, upon the pear tree, had been ready to leave quietly, but upon hearing this peculiar start, she couldn’t help but stop.
An Immortal Stone giving birth to a monkey?
This was indeed a fresh take, much more interesting than the dull tomes spoken of by sect elders.
Hmph!
That old man knows how to weave mystical stories to deceive little girls!
Who knows how many girls he’s tricked!
But Bai Susu’s body didn’t move honestly, instead, she found a more hidden branch, parted a few pear leaves, and settled in comfortably to listen.
Not long into the story, Bai Susu found herself unable to move her feet.
She had grown up in the sect, hearing only of its glory and the path of immortal cultivation, never before had she encountered such tales filled with imagination and rebellious spirit.
That Sun Wukong’s lawlessness, surprisingly, resonated with her?
She, Bai Susu in the Lingyin Sect, was she not also a troublesome "little demoness"?
However, as she watched Chen Ye teasing the two disciples from time to time, a bitterness and unwillingness quietly spread in her heart.
This man, with a visage similar to her father’s, would spin interesting stories her father never would, to tease other little girls...
Time seemed to pass quickly.
Bai Susu was deeply engrossed. Yet she heard the man below say gently:
"Alright, to know what happens next, tune in next time, Master has to go cultivate..."
?
The golden-furred ball was furious!