Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 168 Zhiwei, abandoning her master!

Qingjun was scolded by her senior sister, and her face immediately fell.

She slumped down and sat on the stone bench next to Chen Ye, her little hands supporting her chin, her short legs dangling listlessly in the air, looking utterly pitiful.

"This..." Chen Ye looked at her like this and his heart softened. He was about to say something.

At the same time, taking advantage of her senior sister's inattention, the white fluffy little thing quickly raised its head and glanced at its master. It pouted its little mouth, blinked its pair of dark phoenix eyes, and even had a little bit of water in its eyes. Its pitiful little appearance would soften anyone's heart.

Chen Ye sighed, just about to change his mind.

It seemed as if they had predicted what their master was going to say.
The eldest disciple's clear voice rang out beside him: "Master!"

Chen Ye was taken aback and looked up.

The eldest disciple stood ramrod straight, his delicate and aloof face taut with tension.

White dress, black hair, bright eyes, tone almost like a moralistic scholar:
"How can one indulge in women on the path of cultivation?"

"Heh cough cough—"

Chen Ye nearly choked to death on the tea in his mouth.

Is Lu Zhiwei the master, or is Chen Ye the master?
Zhiwei ignored her master's astonishment; her eyelashes trembled slightly.

This woman named Lin Qiongyu must not get close to Master, no matter what!

Back in Yunxi Workshop, she was a woman who used her beauty to navigate the male cultivators.

Now, her late-night visit—what she's after is self-evident.

Although Master was resolute, he was still a man after all.

And that silly Qingjun actually sided with outsiders!

Could it be that her silly junior sister has really been bribed by Lin Qiongyu's paltry sum?
Don't they realize... why Lin Qiongyu was so kind to them before? It was because she wanted to use them to get closer to her master!

Zhiwei absolutely will not allow it!

We absolutely cannot allow this woman of unknown origin to destroy the home that the three of them, master and disciples, have worked so hard to build!
Looking at his eldest disciple's serious little expression that seemed to say, "If you dare to see me, Master, you are committing a degenerate act," Chen Ye felt utterly overwhelmed.

His current headache is not about Lin Qiongyu, but about Zhiwei.

Zhiwei is so young, yet she loves to control her master so much. When she grows up, won't she be able to directly manipulate her master's freedom?
Besides, at her age, she should be in a time of innocence and carefree joy...

Chen Ye felt an itch to grab him. He laughed and stretched out his long arm, ignoring Zhiwei's panicked look, and scooped up the little Confucian scholar, holding him firmly in his arms.

"Master...Master! What are you doing!"

The little girl in the white dress with black hair, who was seriously lecturing her master a moment ago, was now being held firmly in her master's arms.

Her usually aloof face instantly flushed with shyness.

But her master's embrace was so broad and strong that she had no way to resist.

Ignoring her protests, Chen Ye instead reached out his other large hand and roughly "ravaged" her long, straight, black hair, turning her originally neatly combed hair into a messy bird's nest.

"You little girl."

Looking at the shy and annoyed little girl in his arms, Chen Ye deliberately put on a stern face, gently tapped her fair forehead with his own, and chuckled.

"Why worry about your master's affairs at such a young age? Your master has his own plans."

"I...I wasn't worried about Master's affairs!"

Zhiwei bit her lip in annoyance, turned her face away angrily, and refused to bump foreheads with her master.

She's not a child!

That forehead...it makes her look like a little girl!
Qingjun, who had been dangling her head and swinging her little feet dejectedly, was stunned to see her usually aloof and self-possessed senior sister being "bullied" by their master like this. She then burst out laughing, and her earlier displeasure vanished completely.

Hmph, so this senior sister likes to put on an act! She likes to put on an act in front of Master!

She was unusually gloating, and suddenly glanced at the gold medal around her senior's neck.

Now, Xu Qingjun is the most obedient disciple of her master... so this gold medal...

Seeing that Zhiwei was truly angry, Chen Ye decided not to tease his eldest disciple any further. He gently put down Zhiwei, whose hair was disheveled and who was sulking, and then said:
"Don't worry, having the two of you by my side is enough... Even if I do find a Daoist partner in the future, she can never replace you in my heart..."

"This has nothing to do with Zhiwei! Zhiwei will no longer care about her master!"

The black-haired girl snorted coldly and walked towards her room without turning her head.

That youthful figure even exuded a sense of desolation.

It's as if the master is a disobedient child...

Seeing her senior sister leave angrily, Qingjun immediately leaned closer and tentatively asked:

"Master, Master! Senior Sister is gone. Can we see Sister Qiongyu now?"

Chen Ye hesitated for a moment,

He originally met with Lin Qiongyu to make Qingjun happy, but now Zhiwei is unhappy...

Well, it wouldn't be good to make both girls unhappy.

"Well, let's go."

Chen Ye picked her up and gently pinched her little nose.
"Your senior sister is just shy, she'll be fine in a little while. Master will take you to see what Lin Qiongyu is up to."

……

The girl in black robes followed Granny Li nervously into Linsong Valley.

As soon as she entered the valley, the fresh air made her take a few extra breaths.

But when she noticed that Granny Li had looked at her twice, the girl blushed and suddenly felt like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

But here... the spiritual energy is so abundant!

A first-grade low-level spiritual plant that would cost ten spirit stones outside is readily available here.

Lin Qiongyu had never been to such a sect's place before; such places were always something that independent cultivators could only dream of but never reach.

"Miss Lin... take care of yourself!"

After seeing Lin Qiongyu off, Granny Li shook her head and turned to leave.

The world is tough, and she understands female cultivators like Lin Qiongyu who want to sell their bodies.

But while she could understand, seeing her once vibrant neighbor now trying to seduce Chen Ye, Granny Li couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

"Thank you, thank you, Grandma Li."

The girl in the black robe felt her heart pounding. She bowed deeply to the old woman, then placed her hand on the doorknob and took a deep breath.

Lin Qiongyu, you can do it!

She cheered herself up, feeling a little smug.

Men... are all like this.

Since Chen Ye did not refuse her visit in the middle of the night, it was enough to show the filthy thoughts in his heart!
Thinking of this, Lin Qiongyu couldn't help but sigh.

Unexpectedly, in her mind, the senior Chen who was not interested in women was ultimately just an ordinary mortal.

However, this just proves her charm!
Lin Qiongyu composed herself.

When she opened the door, she was met with a scene that she had never expected.

Chen Ye was indeed in the courtyard, but he was not alone. He was holding a little girl with silver hair in his arms.

The little girl was very mischievous. She squinted her eyes, stared at her master's beard, and tugged at it intermittently.

"Miss Lin, what brings you here so late at night?" Chen Ye's voice was calm and indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Lin Qiongyu's heart skipped a beat.

All the arguments she had prepared were now stuck in her throat.

No matter how thick-skinned she was, she wouldn't dare to seduce her master in front of a young girl!
Moreover, she is actually quite thin-skinned... otherwise, with her good looks, how could she have ended up like this?
What made her feel even more ashamed was that Qingjun, who was in Chen Ye's arms, was looking at her with innocent eyes and asked in a clear voice, "Sister Qiongyu, you are dressed so strangely. It's so late, and you're still wearing a hat. Aren't you hot?"

"I……"

Lin Qiongyu felt a burning pain on her face.

She took a deep breath and slowly unfastened her black cloak.

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Ye shouted sharply, his eyes already catching a glimpse of spring in the distance.

In an instant, the Flying Light Sword, which she had obtained from Ji Yueze, transformed into a streak of light, stopping Lin Qiongyu's movements.

Does Lin Qiongyu have an exhibitionist fetish?
Don't corrupt his little apprentice...

Lin Qiongyu was so frightened by the flying sword hovering in front of her cloak, radiating a chilling aura, that her face turned pale and she subconsciously took half a step back.

What does it mean?
She looked up and saw that Chen Ye's eyes showed no evil intentions, but were instead extremely cold.

The courage and pride that I had finally mustered were instantly shattered.

She thought... she thought this man, like all the men she had ever met, couldn't escape her face and her figure.

But she was wrong.

How wrong.

"Miss Lin, please have some self-respect."

Chen Ye recalled the flying light sword and frowned.
“My disciple is still here. If you have any unspeakable difficulties, you may speak frankly. If you intend to do such wicked things... then please leave.”

"I...I didn't..."

The girl in the black robe's eyes instantly reddened.

She bit her lip hard, refusing to let the tears of humiliation fall.

What exactly does this man mean? He let her into the valley, and then he says such high-sounding things...

"No?"

Chen Ye shook his head and then explained,
"I let you into the valley this time at Qingjun's request. You took care of her in the past, and Qingjun... is still young, innocent and kind, so she wants to see you."

"Qingjun?"

Lin Qiongyu was stunned. She hadn't expected that Chen Ye had let her enter the valley for the sake of his disciple!

She misunderstood from the very beginning!
Like a self-important clown...

"Master, is Sister Qiongyu in some trouble?" Qingjun, who was in Chen Ye's arms, looked at Lin Qiongyu, who was about to cry, and tugged at Chen Ye's sleeve as if she couldn't bear it.

In fact, she didn't care about other people's sorrows and joys at all, but her master said she was a kind and good child!

Even if she's really bad, she has to pretend to be kind—besides, her master seems to prefer Qingjun showing her kind side. For her master's sake, she rarely bullies Yuanyuan anymore!
Chen Ye sighed and sheathed his flying light sword.
"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Given his current status and position, helping Lin Qiongyu would be a simple matter for him, but he was afraid that this woman would take advantage of him and make things worse.

Lin Qiongyu looked at him, then at the little girl in his arms, and the taut string in her heart finally snapped.

She could no longer hold back. She squatted down, buried her face deeply in her knees, and suppressed sobs escaped from beneath her wide black robe.

She recounted in fragments her experiences over the past few days, her parents' predicament, her younger sister's serious illness, and the coercion she had endured from the three Zhang sisters.

Chen Ye listened without expression.

Where in the world is suffering unavoidable?
Moreover, Lin Qiongyu's rhetoric... is almost the same as that of her gambling father, her sick mother, and her school-aged brother.

They emphasize how difficult things are for them, and therefore they have no choice but to do something.

Therefore, Chen Ye remained noncommittal, even suspecting that she was deliberately lying: "Oh? I thought it was something serious... But do you think I, Chen Ye, am a great philanthropist?"

The girl in the black robe gritted her teeth and took off the hood from her head.

Her delicate and pretty face appeared somewhat pale in the cold moonlight, which only added to her pitiful and fragile appearance.

She forced what she thought was her most alluring smile at Chen Ye, her voice trembling slightly, deliberately hoarse:
“Deacon Chen…this humble woman…has nowhere else to turn.”

"If you, Deacon, are willing to lend me a hand, I... am willing to do anything."

She used almost all her strength to say those words.

To be honest, when Chen Ye saw such a beautiful woman, acting so demurely and saying such suggestive words, he was indeed somewhat moved.

Especially her eyes, as clear as autumn water, were gazing at him with shimmering light, as if he could have her everything if he simply nodded.

However, before he could even respond.

"Zheng——!"

A clear, melodious sword cry suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard!

Immediately afterwards, a figure in azure blue, carrying undisguised anger, landed in the courtyard like an arrow released from a bow!

It was Li Qiuyun!
Her pretty face was filled with murderous intent, her heroic eyes fixed on Lin Qiongyu, and the long sword in her hand was even trembling slightly.

Just now, she was practicing her swordsmanship in the open space of the valley when she happened to see Granny Li leading a furtive man in black robes toward Chen Ye's courtyard.

Suspicious, she quietly followed, only to witness such a...shameless scene!
She stepped forward, shielding Chen Ye behind her, her long sword pointed directly at Lin Qiongyu, and shouted sharply:

"Lin Qiongyu! What are you up to, dressed so suspiciously, coming to see Uncle Chen in the middle of the night?!"

Lin Qiongyu was momentarily stunned when she saw Cheng Yaojin suddenly appear before her.

Seeing Li Qiuyun dressed in the attire of a sect disciple, coupled with her late-stage Qi Refining cultivation, the last bit of confidence in her heart completely crumbled.

yes……

It seems that at this moment, she has no leverage left in front of Chen Ye.
"Li... Fairy Li, you've misunderstood."

Lin Qiongyu instinctively tried to pull the large cloak tighter again, her voice humble.

"Misunderstand?"

Li Qiuyun, however, was relentless. She pushed her long sword forward even further, the tip almost touching Lin Qiongyu's snow-white neck.
"I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, what misunderstanding could there be? You shameless vixen, don't even think about seducing Uncle Chen here!"

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　　The author didn't slack off; he misjudged the time. He spent the whole day revising the old book, and after writing more tonight, he didn't have enough time.

　　(This old book is, after all, the author's hard work; I need to set aside some time to unseal it, lol)

　　
　
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