When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

"Hurry up! Have you starved or something?!"

Bi Shi crossed his arms impatiently and glared at the herb gatherer next to him who was hunched over.

The thin man, cloaked, gripped the glass lamp tightly, trembled slightly, and quickened his pace.

"Go this way," he said in a low voice, pointing in a direction.

Bi Shi raised an eyebrow and followed.

In his eyes, the herb gatherers were all servants of the city lord's mansion, and the master naturally did not need to pay any attention to etiquette or politeness towards his servants.

Bi Shi thought to himself: If this guy still can't find the Spiritless Immortal Sprout after all that effort, then all the spirit stones his father has spent on raising this group of people over the years will have been wasted. He'll have to give him a good talking to when he gets back.

After winding through numerous forks in the road, just as Bi Shi's patience was about to run out, the herb gatherer stopped and laboriously lifted the heavy vines covering the cave entrance.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

It was a sea of ​​flowers that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Bishi stared, mouth agape, completely mesmerized.

The interior of Youxin Valley is far more expansive than it appears from the outside. Countless strange spiritual flowers, radiating a soft, luminous glow, sway gently in the breeze. The air is filled with a sweet and rich floral fragrance and abundant spiritual energy, making it feel like a fairyland.

"This, this is the hell..." Bi Shi swallowed hard, even more confused as to why his father was preventing him from entering Youxin Valley.

It's such a great place, why stop him and let outsiders benefit?

The herb gatherer walked forward with his head down, and Bi Shi followed. At first, he looked around with great interest, but after a while, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

After walking around for half a day, all I saw were familiar flower fields, the scenery was too monotonous, and I didn't see a single trace of the Fairy Sprout.

"Hey, do you even know the way? It feels like you're going around in circles..."

He held his breath halfway through his sentence.

My gaze was fixed on a unique glimmer of light in the flowerbed ahead.

The spiritual plant seemed to be sculpted from crystal, with spiritual light slowly flowing around it.

This is... the Spiritless Immortal Sprout?!

Bi Shi, panting heavily, reached out to touch it, but suddenly remembered that picking the Spiritless Immortal Sprout required a special technique. Just as he was about to turn around and urge her, an indescribable dull pain came from the back of his head!

"Ugh...!"

The beautiful sea of ​​flowers instantly transformed into a sky full of flying gold stars in his sight. Bi Shi's head was hit three or four times in succession, and his body fell forward.

Behind him, the thin herb gatherer held a rock, his face pale, his hands and feet trembling, and something exciting seemed about to burst forth from the ground in his eyes.

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Meanwhile, the master and apprentice quickly left the cave.

Ali sat on a rock, gazing into the distance in deep thought, her hand gently stroking her neck.

Hearing footsteps, the girl quickly put her hood back on and turned to look.

Chu Xianlan walked out with unsteady steps, and Yi Chen was two steps behind him. His hair color had turned back to jet black, and his aura was even more fierce and distant than before.

An indescribable, strange atmosphere permeated the two of them. Ali glanced quickly at their expressions, somewhat puzzled.

...You spent more than half an hour inside healing your wounds?

"What are your plans next?" Ali stood up and asked. "Are you going to chase after that healer, or continue searching for the Spiritless Immortal Sprout?"

Yi Chen said, "Let's find the Spiritless Immortal Sprout first."

Xie Qingying's score must be settled, and she will not be let off easily. However, the most urgent task at present is to remove the curse. In addition, this person is cunning and has already made a quick escape. It is impossible for her to be caught easily.

Ali hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's good that you're sure."

"Miss Ali, I'll trouble you to lead the way from here on out." Chu Xianlan didn't question her master's decision and nodded politely to her.

He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Oh, right, I haven't formally thanked you yet. I really owe you a lot just now."

If it weren't for the herb-gathering girl finding the path, he and his master might not have been able to reunite so quickly.

"No need." Ali paused slightly, gripping the lamp in her hand, her voice tense. "I...didn't do anything."

The three of them set off again.

Chu Xianlan racked her brains but couldn't find Xie Qingying's motive.

He is a renowned senior, and there is no reason for him to do such a despicable thing.

Could it really be because of lustful desires that he couldn't control his lower body and was even willing to break ties with someone of his master's status?

Chu Xianlan's lips twitched... He didn't think he had this damn charm.

Is Xie Qingying really just a simple psychopath?

Looking back now, it seems he was always influenced by precognitive dreams and led by the nose.

However, the things seen in precognitive dreams are not all fiction.

For example, Zui Chunyan is real, Xie Qingying's true nature is also real, and many things are almost certainly true, half true and half false... it's really hard to say.

Thinking this through, Chu Xianlan hesitated for a moment before asking directly, "Master, how long have you known Xie Qingying?"

Yi Chen's calm voice came from beside him, "Not long."

Chu Xianlan continued to inquire, "Was Senior Xie like this in the past...? I mean, were there any differences in his interpersonal interactions, behavior, habits, or preferences compared to ordinary people?"

Yi Chen paused for a moment, then said in an ambiguous tone:

"...Are you curious about him?"

The question came suddenly, and Chu Xianlan looked up in bewilderment. Yi Chen happened to turn his gaze to him at that moment.

Their eyes met, and almost instinctively, Chu Xianlan's gaze slid down, past Yi Chen's high nose, and landed on his pale lips.

My heart skipped a beat.

Gradually, he felt heat rising from the base of his ears.

What should I do?

Even if you try to pretend nothing happened, you can't instantly forget everything. All those feelings that you deliberately tried to forget will come rushing back.

It's one thing if the master doesn't care, but after all, it was his first time, you could call it... his first kiss, right?

Thinking about how much effort she had put into getting to this point, not only had her master's innocence been lost, but her own innocence had also been shattered. Both master and disciple had lost their innocence, and the two negatives could not make a positive, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The one who defied his master and became a rebellious disciple was myself.

Chu Xianlan felt like hugging a pillar and banging her head against it.

Yi Chen frowned, not understanding why mentioning Xie Qingying made him blush.

They even inquired about the other person's habits and preferences in such detail.

Having experienced everything in the grotto, even though Xie Qingying did such an unforgivable thing, she still held a sliver of hope for "Senior Xie".

"I will handle his affairs myself." Yi Chen himself did not notice the displeasure in his tone when he said this. "Xie Qingying is a deep and unpredictable person, and is by no means kind. You don't need to pay too much attention to him."

"...Disciple understands." Chu Xianlan thought she was hallucinating.

I really didn't expect Master to say that.

After all, Master is always unconcerned with anything and never takes the initiative to comment on anyone, let alone give such a comprehensive denial from head to toe.

Seeing his disciples' somewhat bewildered expressions, Yi Chen sensed something was amiss. Just as he was about to adjust his tone, he saw A Li turn her head and make a shushing gesture to them: "Shh, there's some noise ahead."