Unfilial disciple, do not ruin your master's dream of ascension and peaceful life.

Haijing City, Pujiang District, World Plaza Shopping Mall

Qianmo and her best friend Xin Wenyue came here to shop. They were picked up and dropped off by Xin Wenyue's family car. There were also passersby in the mall who were amazed by their beauty. They were having a very pleasant time.

But Qianmo just couldn't be happy.

Since yesterday, that stinky old man has been pretending not to hear and not replying to messages. She is too concerned about who that strange ancient-style beauty was yesterday, why such a beauty would be with that stinky old man, and why he actually asked them if they were his "Daoist partners" or "o-ding"?

"Has Qianjing not replied to his message yet?"

Xin Wenyue asked calmly.

"Yeah! He's actually messing around with other women outside... Wait, is he being harassed by a crazy woman?"

"That's his problem, isn't it? Let's mind his own business."

When talking about Qianjing, Xin Wenyue's tone was mixed with a hint of disdain and resentment.

"Xiaoyue, you still hate my older brother so much."

"Don't you like him either?"

"But he's still my brother, so I should at least show him some basic concern. As for you, didn't the whole school know you had a crush on him in high school? Why the complete 180-degree turn in your attitude now?"

"...I was naive back then, and I've said it many times: I hate boys who give up on themselves and have no ambition. Boys are supposed to strive; what's the point of lying down and giving up?"

"I don't know why my idiot brother changed so suddenly... Hey? Look over there!"

As they passed the entrance of Uoku on the third floor of the mall, they saw familiar faces inside.

Qianjing sat on a chair in the guest lounge, scrolling through her phone, while Ye Yinqiu, that crazy woman from yesterday, was picking out clothes with a blank expression.

"Master, I don't have the cloak I usually wear here."

"A coat is just a cloak, and it's getting warmer now, so don't buy one."

"They don't even have the ruqun or luoqun that they wear every day."

"Aren't these all skirts? We have short skirts, long skirts, and dresses."

"Where's the shawl? The half-sleeved robe? The hairpin?"

"If you want a shawl, buy a U-shaped pillow; if you want a half-sleeve, buy a sun-protective sleeve; if you want a hairpin, find a chopstick instead."

"Hmm... I wanted to say this yesterday, the clothes worn by the women in the Celestial Realm... are really daring. Many of them actually expose their thighs and half of their breasts without any restraint..."

"If you're not used to it, just wrap yourself up tighter."

Ye Yinqiu kept asking questions, and Qian Jing gave only half-hearted answers.

Qianmo was shocked.

These two are definitely not normal. That stinky guy has hooked up with a weird woman! And this woman is incredibly beautiful, like she jumped right out of the cover of a female-oriented fantasy novel!

"Hmph, men..."

Xin Wenyue tossed her hair with the air of a young lady, her face showing disdain, but her tone was subtly tinged with resentment.

The two tacitly hid behind a row of clothes racks, pretending to choose clothes, but actually peeking at them.

"Master, is this method alright?"

Ye Yinqiu came out of the fitting room, wearing an off-the-shoulder top, a short skirt, and thermal underwear.

"Great, let's buy it."

Qianjing glanced at it and agreed.

"What about this one?"

She changed into another outfit: a tank top, sweatpants, and loafers.

"Great, let's buy it."

He agreed again.

"How's this outfit?"

A sweatshirt, a bodycon skirt, and cotton slippers.

"Great, let's buy it."

"What about these?"

A windproof jacket, pajama pants, and high-top boots.

"Great, I'll buy it!"

"Absolutely not good!!!!"

Finally, Qianmo, unable to bear it any longer, stood up and interrupted this bizarre and ridiculous fitting show!

"Hey bro, don't just nod! Making such a gorgeous woman dress like this is practically a crime!!!"

"...When did you arrive?"

……

……

A few minutes later, inside a Starbucks in the mall—

"So it's you and your aunt's close friend! My apologies! I am Ye Yinqiu, the Acting Sect Master of the Sword Inquiry Sect of the Divine Continent of the Cangxuan Realm, and a disciple of the Holy Venerable Qianjing!"

Ye Yinqiu knelt on one knee to pay her respects, which startled Qianmo and Xin Wenyue.

(Dude, is she... mentally unstable?)

Qianmo whispered to her brother, "Qianjing lies without even blinking:"

"I participated in a school-organized activity to care for people with special needs in order to earn academic credits."

"Oh, I see..." "I see..."

Qianmo understood immediately and even felt a little happy. It seemed that her stinky brother wasn't such a lazy bum after all!

Xin Wenyue was also somewhat relieved; it seemed that this man hadn't fallen to the point of no return and still knew how to participate in social activities.

"Master, what did you mean just now...?"

"They don't know that we ascended to heaven. I told them you were undergoing a tribulation of inner demons, so they wouldn't think your words and actions were abnormal."

"I see, Master is brilliant!"

Qianjing was somewhat impressed with herself for managing to fool three people with one set of excuses.

"Well then, let's go first..."

Qianjing tried to leave with Ye Yinqiu's hand, but Qianmo stopped her:

"Wait a minute! I can't stand by and watch! If you're going to choose clothes for someone, choose them properly, otherwise it's a waste!"

"Ugh, this is so troublesome..."

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Half an hour later—

What was supposed to be a one-on-one date (?) has now turned into a shopping trip for three girls, with Qianjing acting as their follower. Of course, she's just a follower, not carrying bags; Qianjing is a staunch non-carryer of women's bags.

The three beauties were the center of attention wherever they went. Qianmo took her to visit all the world's top brand stores and concluded that as long as she dressed normally, Ye Yinqiu would look amazing in anything.

Although she is a classical beauty who seems to have stepped out of a cultivation novel (which she really is), she also fits all kinds of Western-style dresses very well. By the end of trying on clothes, her style even started to lean towards Lolita, and her two best friends completely treated her as a model.

"Hey bro, look, isn't she surprisingly suited to Lolita style?"

"You know what, it's true..."

The reason is simple: Ye Yinqiu's figure is extremely voluptuous in every sense, making it difficult to find clothes that fit properly. She can only wear plus-size sports bras that barely fit, and even the most ordinary clothes will accentuate her curves, leaving people unsure where to look.

On the contrary, the Lolita style, which has nothing to do with cultivation, can cover the chest and distribute the visual focus to a certain extent due to the many ribbons, bows and ruffles on the body.

Considering that Ye Yinqiu was not used to overly fancy clothes, Qianmo finally chose a light Lolita style with a slightly mass-produced feel for her. The chest was decorated with a lace bow, her hair was tied up with a ribbon, and the light skirt revealed a small section of healthy and plump thighs, which was very pleasing to the eye.

"Wait! Exposing so much leg is far too indecent. Your disciple strongly requests more coverage... Ah, like this!"

Ye Yinqiu took a fancy to a pair of white pantyhose. After putting them on, she felt at ease, as if she had regained her composure. However, the sheer flesh of the white stockings actually made her thighs even more alluring.

She twirled in front of Qianjing, her rusty skirt billowing, a perfect blend of mature sexiness and youthful cuteness. Even Qianjing had to admit—she was incredibly alluring right now!

"How is it, Master? Do I look good?"

"Yeah, it really is—"

boom! ! ! !

A deafening gunshot rang out as a 12.7mm anti-materiel sniper round flew in from a blind spot, piercing her abdomen and tearing her in half with its immense impact. Sticky blood and debris covered all three of them!