153: Stop arguing!

"Revered Master said no peeking."

Her platinum-gold right eye stared intently at Su Lin, with undisguised greed and admiration in her gaze.

"But she didn't say no looking openly."

Su Lin: "..."

Just as he was about to raise his hand to set up a Restriction, he realized that the surrounding spatial Law had already been subtly modified by Luo Ximei.

In this small pond, she was the rule.

"Don't move."

"Revered Master said no Divine Sense probing, Disciple listened."

"But this eye of Disciple..." She pointed to her right eye, "It's disobedient on its own, insisting on looking through these troublesome waters at Revered Master's body... Revered Master, your heartbeat is fast again."

She lowered her head, her nose brushing against Su Lin's collarbone, "Is it because of me?"

Su Lin took a deep breath, preparing to use "Revered Master's dignity" to suppress this lawless Disciple.

Just then, a string of bubbles suddenly emerged from the surface of the water by the pond.

"Gurgle..."

Immediately after, a pink mist exploded from the bottom of the water.

"Cough cough... Fifth Junior Sister, your eating is too unsightly!"

Accompanied by delicate coughs, Chu Weiwei emerged from the water.

She didn't know when she had been lurking at the bottom of the pond, and at this moment, she was completely soaked, her moon-white long dress clinging tightly to her body, outlining curves that made one's Bloodline surge.

She still held a loofah for scrubbing backs in her hand, and with a righteous expression, she accused Luo Ximei:

"Revered Master said not to follow, yet you instantly teleported in!"

Luo Ximei sneered, looking down at Chu Weiwei in the water:

"Third Senior Sister, when you were hiding at the bottom of the water peeking at Revered Master's thighs, why didn't you think about Revered Master's words?"

"Was I peeking?!"

Chu Weiwei was self-righteous, "I was afraid the water wasn't warm enough, so I deliberately dived down to warm Revered Master's water with my body temperature! Do you understand?!"

As she spoke, she stopped pretending and, like a slippery fish, wrapped herself around Su Lin's other arm.

She held the loofah and gently wiped Su Lin's arm; the action was less like bathing and more like teasing.

"Weiwei has newly developed a muscle-relaxing and blood-activating oil; as long as it's applied all over the body, it will guarantee you a feeling of floating among immortals..."

"I think you want Revered Master to die, don't you?"

Luo Ximei grabbed Chu Weiwei's wrist, her grip so strong that Chu Weiwei's knuckles cracked.

"Ow ow ow... Revered Master, help! Fifth Junior Sister is trying to kill me to silence me!"

Chu Weiwei immediately looked at Su Lin with teary eyes.

"Let go." Su Lin had a splitting headache.

"No letting go!" Luo Ximei glared fiercely at Chu Weiwei, "Unless she gets out!"

"Why should I get out? This is the medicine pond! I am the Medicine Immortal! You, this Devil Head who only pollutes the water source, should be the one to get out!"

"Who are you calling a water polluter?!"

"You! Look at the Devilish Qi on you, it's dyed the water black!"

"That's the power of Origin! You ignorant quack!"

Two Body Integration Stage powerhouses thus began to argue in Su Lin's bathwater.

Water splashed, spiritual energy surged, and the originally clear pond water instantly became murky.

Su Lin sat in the middle, with the overbearing might of a demon on his left and the lingering entanglement of tea on his right.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Unbearable, no need to endure further.

"All of you... shut up!"

Su Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and the Void Refining Stage spatial Law, driven by his will, operated in an extremely subtle manner.

This was not a head-on clash of power, but the application of rules.

"Space, displacement."

Buzz—!

A soft sound.

Luo Ximei and Chu Weiwei, who were arguing, suddenly felt their hands empty; the "Revered Master" they were fighting over instantly disappeared.

In his place, was the other person.

Luo Ximei found herself holding Chu Weiwei's waist, while the loofah in Chu Weiwei's hand, covered in "essential oil," was fiercely rubbing against Luo Ximei's face.

The two stared at each other, and the air solidified for a moment.

"Ugh!"

Luo Ximei flung Chu Weiwei away as if electrocuted, desperately wiping the oil from her face, "Chu Weiwei! What disgusting thing did you put on my face!?"

"Ugh—!" Chu Weiwei also dry heaved with a look of disgust, "I'm the one who's disgusted! What did I hug?

Hard, stiff demonic cultivator muscles! Bad luck! I'm going to wash my hands a hundred times!"

Meanwhile, on the giant rock by the pond.

Su Lin was already fully dressed, in a dark ink robe with a jade belt at his waist, his long hair simply blow-dried with spiritual energy and casually draped behind him.

He looked down at his two disheveled disciple in the pond, his eyes cold.

"Since you two like bathing so much, then bathe to your heart's content."

He formed a hand seal with one hand and pointed at the pond water.

"Drawing the ground as a prison."

A golden barrier instantly enveloped the entire Clear Heart Pond.

With that, he didn't give the two a chance to beg for mercy, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

Only Luo Ximei and Chu Weiwei were left in the pond, looking at each other, then starting a new round of mutual complaints and squabbles... Back in the main hall's sleeping quarters, night had already fallen.

Su Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, but he wasn't meditating.

He was thinking.

Currently, several of his disciple, especially Luo Ximei and Ye You, had the potential to Breakthrough to Mahayana.

Now he had to find a way for them to successfully pass their Heavenly Tribulation.

"I still need to prepare more life-saving trump cards for them."

Su Lin rubbed his temples; besides these two who were about to Breakthrough, he also thought of two other people.

First Disciple, Hanyue.

Second Disciple, Su Hongling.

These two, one held immense power, the other had achieved enlightenment in the Dao of the Sword, and had once vowed to cut down all injustice in this world with the sword in their hands.

But since his return, news about these two had been scarce.

Especially the First Disciple, why hadn't she sent someone to look for him?

This was very abnormal.

Unless... someone had deliberately blinded her, or she was currently experiencing a major upheaval that left her no time to Clone herself.

As for the Second Disciple, Su Hongling, that sword fanatic, if she knew his cultivation had fallen, she would probably have come all the way with her sword already.

Just as Su Lin's thoughts were racing, there was a very light knock on the door.

"Thump, thump."

It was very rhythmic and cautious, not like Luo Ximei's style of kicking the door directly.

"Come in." Su Lin collected himself.

The door was pushed open a crack, a faint scent of food wafted in first, followed by a moon-white head timidly poking in.

It was Chu Weiwei.

It was late at night, not long after the Restriction Su Lin had set in the Clear Heart Pond had expired.

She had already changed into a dry, simple long dress, her hair simply tied into a bun.

The seductive charm she had in the main hall earlier was gone from her face,

Instead, she looked a bit flustered and swollen—evidently, she had cried or been angry while fighting with Luo Ximei in the pond.

"Revered Master..."

She stood at the doorway, holding a tray, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, "Weiwei... came to bring a late-night snack."

Su Lin raised an eyebrow: "Didn't Fifth Junior Sister stop you?"

"She... she soaked in the pond for too long, said she wanted to go back and change clothes, and also fix her hairstyle that got messed up from the fight just now."

As Chu Weiwei said this, her eyes darted around, clearly having taken advantage of the opening to slip over first.

"Come in."