If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

"no."

Qin Wanzhuang interrupted him.

She steadied herself, grabbed Mo Chengyue's collar with one hand, and forcibly pulled him towards her.

The distance between the two instantly closed, so close that Mo Chengyue could smell her unique soap scent.

I owe you.

Qin Wanzhuang took a deep breath, having made a decision that went against her ancestors, her eyes becoming unusually firm and crazed.

"You've cleaned me up..."

"In return, I'll clean you up too."

Mo Chengyue: "???"

ha?

What kind of outrageous language is this?!

"No, senior sister, isn't that unnecessary?"

Mo Chengyue was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly.

"I can wash myself! I know how to clean! I love hygiene!"

"Cleansing techniques don't get it clean!"

Qin Wanzhuang panicked. Once that obsessive-compulsive streak of hers kicked in, not even nine oxen could stop her.

"The grime is all in my pores... and there's the smell of other women..."

She stared intently at the hand that Mo Chengyue had previously held Lin Miaoyin with, her eyes burning with a fire that could practically scorch a person.

"It must be washed off!"

"Take it off!"

"I'll wash it for you right now!"

As she spoke, she actually reached out to tear off Mo Chengyue's clothes!

Holy crap!

Mo Chengyue let out a pig-like scream, covering his chest with his hands and fighting desperately.

"Help! It's indecent assault!"

"Wenren Ji! Are you dead?! Come and control your second senior sister! She's gone mad!"

In the corner, Wenren Ji silently stuffed the last piece of jerky into his mouth, then turned over, his back to them.

His shoulders shrugged slightly.

He was clearly trying not to laugh.

"Don't move!"

Qin Wanzhuang's strength at this moment was astonishing, which was entirely due to the combined effect of a final burst of energy before death and an outburst of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Let me wash! Just a quick wash! Just until I'm clean!"

"I'm not washing! I want to go home!"

Mo Chengyue was about to cry.

What kind of human suffering is this?

Besides being chased by the Holy Maiden, he was also forcibly scrubbed in the bath by his senior sister.

Is there no law left in this cultivation world? Is there no sense of boundaries at all?!

"Senior Brother! Help!"

In despair, Mo Chengyue suddenly pulled out a communication jade slip from his pocket, which was the emergency contact information left by his senior brother Xie Buci.

He no longer cared about revealing his coordinates and frantically poured in his spiritual power.

"Hey Xie! Stop flirting with girls! Come quick, I'm in trouble!"

"My second senior sister has gone mad! She's trying to rip my clothes off!"

"I'm in a cave in the southeast corner of the Fallen Soul Swamp! Bring your fastest flying sword! If you're even a second late, you'll only be able to collect my corpse... no, I mean collect my virginity!"

After shouting that, Mo Chengyue took advantage of the moment Qin Wanzhuang was stunned and slid down and crawled out from under her armpits.

Then, he affixed the talisman and began walking around the stone pillars in the cave, just like the King of Qin.

"Senior sister! Calm down! Impulsiveness is the devil!"

"We have a perfectly innocent relationship as fellow disciples! You can't lust after me!"

Qin Wanzhuang stood there, still clutching a strip of cloth torn from Mo Chengyue's clothes.

She looked at the dirt on the strip of cloth, her eyes filled with a mixture of disgust and fanaticism, creating a chilling expression.

"How can you wear my Taoist robe if it's not properly washed?"

She murmured softly, carrying the broken sword, and approached Mo Chengyue step by step.

"Junior brother, listen to me."

"Once you've washed yourself clean, your senior sister will give you the ten thousand spirit stones..."

……

at the same time.

In a secluded, beautiful flower forest.

Xie Buci was leaning against a tree branch, swirling a glass of fine wine in his hand. Opposite him sat a female cultivator with a face as beautiful as a peach blossom. The two were discussing the elegant topic of "How short is life? Let us drink and sing."

Sudden.

The jade slip at his waist vibrated violently, followed by Mo Chengyue's heart-wrenching screams, as if he were being chased by hundreds of sows.

"Old Xie! Help! Second Senior Sister is trying to rip my clothes off!!!"

"puff--!"

Xie Buci spat out a mouthful of century-old aged wine, splashing it all over the face of the female cultivator opposite him.

"Cough cough cough!"

He coughed violently, and his peach blossom eyes, which always carried a hint of drunkenness, were now filled with shock and disbelief.

"Evening makeup? Taking off clothes?"

"Third brother, really? Wan Zhuang isn't that kind of person!"

Xie Buci felt like his CPU was about to overheat.

Even with his extensive experience of dating countless women, he couldn't possibly imagine what that combination of words would look like.

My own second junior sister, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder and would burn her clothes if a man even touched her sleeve, actually wanted to take off a man's clothes.

Is it still that abnormal third junior brother?

"This is fucking..."

Xie Buci wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, his frivolous expression instantly vanishing, replaced by an extremely amused smile.

"interesting."

"That's so interesting."

He leaped down from the tree and gracefully cupped his hands in greeting to the angry female cultivator.

"I'm sorry, fairy, the pig at home... oh no, the cabbage at home is going to root for the pig."

"I must go back to take charge... cough, to fill in for the situation."

Done.

A streak of purple lightning shot into the sky.

Xie Buci rode his flying sword, transforming into a shooting star as he sped towards the Fallen Soul Swamp.

That speed was three times faster than when he usually escaped romantic entanglements!

after all.

This kind of once-in-a-lifetime, earth-shattering news is so good that if you're late, you'll only get the rind!

"Third brother, hang in there!"

"Your senior brother is coming right now... to take a picture with you!"

In the wind came Xie Buci's loud laughter, a laugh that seemed to thrive on chaos.

……

Inside the cave.

Mo Chengyue has been cornered.

Behind her was a cold rock wall, and in front of her was Qin Wanzhuang, her eyes glowing green, holding a broken sword and some kind of cleansing spirit, approaching.

"Senior sister, let's talk this out..."

Mo Chengyue wrapped himself tightly in his tattered clothes, shivering.

"I'll pay more! I'll even give you change, okay? Please let me go!"

Qin Wanzhuang turned a deaf ear.

She now has only one thought in her mind—to wash him clean and make him her own.

At this critical moment.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the rocks at the top of the cave shattered.

A streak of purple lightning, accompanied by a shower of peach petals, descended from the sky in an extremely flamboyant manner.

"Spare his life!"

Xie Buci's voice, tinged with a hint of teasing and mockery, resounded throughout the venue.

"Oh dear, did I arrive at the wrong time?"

The smoke and dust cleared.

Xie Buci froze when he saw the scene before him.

Qin Wanzhuang, dressed in a loose men's Taoist robe, her clothes disheveled and her face flushed, was about to press Mo Chengyue against the wall.

Mo Chengyue was dressed in rags, his face filled with despair after being humiliated.

In the corner, Wenren Ji was quietly eating dried meat.

This scene...

The impact was too strong.

Xie Buci's Adam's apple bobbed, and he silently took out a top-quality recording stone, aiming it at the two of them.

"It's alright, you can continue."

"I'll just look and not say anything."

Mo Chengyue: "..."

Qin Wanzhuang: "..."

"Thank you! I won't refuse!"

A roar of utter shame and indignation nearly caused the cave to collapse.