224: We need to make a schedule.

In the corridor of the flying boat [hidden dragon], the candlelight flickered.

Although Su Lin had given a strict order and even set up a spatial Restriction, it didn't make the five women outside the door disperse.

On the contrary, this place had now become a gathering spot for door gods.

"I think we need to set up a shift."

Luo Ximei leaned against the wall, her peacock feather fan waving lazily, bringing with it bursts of sweet-scented wind.

"Revered Master is now the Star Evil Ancestor, a Demonic Path Titan. If there's no one keeping watch by his side at night, wouldn't it be a joke if word got out?"

"Keeping watch?"

Su Hongling sat cross-legged on the floor, sharpening her great sword with a whetstone, making a harsh, screeching sound.

"I'm the bodyguard, so this job belongs to me. You all go back to sleep; I'll keep watch alone."

"In your dreams."

Chu Weiwei held a small purple spider in her hand, letting it crawl around the crack of the door.

"What if you take advantage of us being asleep to smash the door open and rush in?

Second Senior Sister, your credibility with us is in the negatives."

"Exactly."

Mu Qingxue spoke coldly.

She stood right in the center of the doorway holding her sword, like an ice sculpture, a thin layer of frost already forming on the floor beneath her feet.

"Revered Master said he wants peace and quiet."

"While I am here, no one can enter. Including you all."

"That won't do."

Cold Moon elegantly straightened her cuffs. Although she was wearing a housekeeper's uniform, that bossy air hadn't changed a bit.

"I... This housekeeper needs to be responsible for the Old Ancestor's daily life."

"What if the Old Ancestor gets thirsty or hungry in the middle of the night, or if his blanket falls off? Someone has to go in and serve him, right?"

"I can do that!" Ye You's long hair fell down.

Five people, five pairs of eyes, were crackling with electricity in the narrow corridor.

No one was willing to leave, and no one was willing to yield.

Finally, Cold Moon let out a sigh.

"Since no one is at ease, then let's all keep watch together."

And so...

That night, at the entrance to the Revered Master bedroom of the [hidden dragon], an extremely bizarre scene unfolded.

On the left crouched a red-clothed violent maniac sharpening her blade.

On the right leaned an enchanting and seductive Female Demon Lord.

In the middle stood an iceberg emitting cold air.

Lying on the floor was a yandere playing with venomous insects.

Standing to the side was the King of the Yao Race.

Su Lin lay inside, listening to the breathing sounds that were still clear despite being deliberately lowered, and the occasional sound of teeth grinding from outside. He turned over and pulled the blanket over his head.

This was the so-called "peace and quiet"... The next morning.

Sunlight spilled onto his face through the porthole, and Su Lin opened his eyes with great reluctance.

He hadn't slept soundly, always feeling like a pack of wolves was staring at him like he was a piece of meat outside the door.

He stood up, adjusted his purple "Star Evil Ancestor" skin, took a deep breath, and removed the spatial Restriction at the door.

The door opened.

*Clatter!*

Su Hongling, who had been sleeping while leaning against the door, fell straight in due to inertia, landing face-first with a solid thud.

"Ouch!"

She rubbed her nose as she climbed up, looking at Su Lin groggily.

"Old Man... morning... is it time to eat?"

"Good morning, Old Ancestor."

In comparison, the others' entrance was much more elegant.

Luo Ximei immediately walked in carrying a golden basin filled with warm spiritual spring water.

"Old Ancestor, this servant will attend to your washing."

Chu Weiwei held a warm towel and a small jar containing green salt.

"Old Ancestor, this is a specially made Tooth-cleaning powder. It's mint-flavored and has added Spiritual Plants to strengthen the teeth."

Cold Moon stood to the side, holding a set of neatly folded clothes.

"Old Ancestor, the wind is a bit strong today. This servant has prepared a cloak for you."

Su Lin's eyes twitched slightly as he looked at this display.

Where was this a flying boat of the cultivation world?

This was clearly the bedchamber of a mortal emperor.

"Put them all down, I'll do it myself."

Su Lin was about to reach for the towel.

"No!"

Luo Ximei twisted her waist, dodging Su Lin's hand with eyes as seductive as silk.

"You are now a Demonic Path Old Ancestor. How can you do such menial work yourself?

If word got out, people would think we servants don't know the rules."

As she spoke, she soaked the towel, wrung it out, then stood on her tiptoes and gently wiped Su Lin's face.

The towel was perfectly warm and carried a faint, delicate fragrance.

But the problem was, Luo Ximei wiped very slowly.

Extremely slowly.

Through the towel, her fingers traced Su Lin's brow, the bridge of his nose, and his lips bit by bit. Her heterochromatic eyes were full of obsession, as if she were wiping a rare treasure.

"Here... it's still a bit dirty."

She leaned in closer, her breath brushing against Su Lin's face.

"This servant will wipe it clean for you..."

*Smack!*

A cold shard of ice flew over, accurately hitting Luo Ximei's wrist.

"If you're wiping his face, just wipe his face. Don't get touchy-feely."

Mu Qingxue stood coldly to the side, holding an ice comb.

"Fifth Senior Sister, your time is up. It's my turn to comb the Old Ancestor's hair."

Luo Ximei winced in pain and gave Mu Qingxue a harsh glare, but she also knew she couldn't go too far and could only retreat reluctantly.

Su Lin had just breathed a sigh of relief when he was pressed into a chair.

Mu Qingxue stood behind him and undid his hair bun.

"The Old Ancestor's hair... is a bit messy."

Her fingers slid into Su Lin's hair, the icy sensation making his scalp tighten.

"Don't move."

Mu Qingxue's voice sounded in his ear.

"If you move... the comb might accidentally cut your hair."

She combed very seriously, smoothing out every strand of hair before pinning it up with a Black jade hairpin.

However, during the combing process, her fingers would intentionally or unintentionally touch Su Lin's neck. That icy touch felt like a silent mark.

"There."

Mu Qingxue looked at Su Lin in the mirror with satisfaction.

"It's perfect."

"Perfect my foot!"

Su Hongling had long since grown impatient waiting nearby.

She held a black belt, a task she had just snatched from Su Lin's pile of clothes.

"My turn! My turn!"

She rushed over and grabbed Su Lin's waist.

"Old Man, raise your arms! I'm going to tie your belt!"

Su Lin raised his arms as told.

Su Hongling took the belt and wrapped it around Su Lin's waist.

Then... "Heh!"

She gave it a sudden, violent tug.

*Cough, cough, cough!!*

Su Lin nearly lost his breath, and his eyes almost bulged out from the tightening.

"Let... let go! Are you trying to strangle your Revered Master?!"

"Ah? Is it too tight?"

Su Hongling loosened it a tiny bit with an innocent look.

"I was just afraid it would fall off.

Besides... Old Man, your waist is so thin."

She took the opportunity to feel Su Lin's waist twice; it was firm and felt good to the touch.

"Hmm, it's thin, but it's quite solid."

"Su! Hong! Ling!"

Su Lin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to throw this rebellious disciple off the flying boat.

"Get out! Go run laps on the deck! Now! Immediately!"

"Oh..."

Su Hongling let go aggrievedly and walked out, looking back every few steps.

"Can I eat two roast chickens after I finish my laps?"

"GET OUT!!!"

...After a chaotic morning routine.

Su Lin was finally able to sit on a lounge chair on the deck and enjoy a moment of peace.

But this peace was only relative to what had just happened.

The flying boat shuttled through the sea of clouds, surrounded by a vast expanse of white.

The journey to the Black Sea Market would still take a few days.

For these disciples with excessive energy, these few days were simply a form of torture.

"I'm so bored..."

Ye You lay on the railing, watching the clouds fly past below, her tail drooping listlessly.

"Yeah."

Chu Weiwei held a book, but she hadn't turned a page in a long time.

"My poisons are all prepared, but there's no one to test them on.

Second Senior Sister's skin is too thick; the poison won't go in.

Fifth Junior Sister has Devilish Qi protecting her body, so her reaction is too slow.

Seventh Junior Sister is an ice block; the poison freezes as soon as it touches her."

She sighed, her gaze drifting toward Su Lin.

"If only Revered Master were willing..."

"I'm not."

Su Lin didn't even open his eyes as he flatly refused.

"Sigh..."

Everyone sighed in unison.

"Since it's so boring, why don't we play something?"

Luo Ximei's eyes suddenly lit up, and she pulled a set of cards from her storage ring.

They weren't ordinary paper cards, but bone tiles polished from the bones of some Yao Beast, engraved with various runes.

"These are the [Qiankun Cards] I won from an old gambler back when I was in the Demonic Path."

She shook the cards in her hand.

"The gameplay is simple; winning or losing depends entirely on luck and... guts."

"How do we play?" Su Hongling immediately leaned over; as long as she didn't have to read, she was up for anything.

"It's very simple."

A mischievous smile curled on Luo Ximei's lips.

"Everyone draws a card, and we compare the values.

The winner can designate the loser to do one thing.

Anything."

She specifically emphasized the word "anything," her eyes drifting toward Su Lin intentionally or otherwise.

"Anything?"

Cold Moon put down the account book in her hand, her gaze becoming sharp.

"Including... making the loser hand over the usage rights of a certain object?"

"Of course." Luo Ximei nodded.

"Including... making the loser take off their clothes?" Chu Weiwei asked excitedly.

"Of course."

"Including... making the loser catch that bird flying by and roast it?" Ye You salivated.

"...That works too."

"Come on! Let's play!"

Su Hongling slapped her thigh. "My luck has always been the best! I'm going to win everything from you all!"

"Revered Master, will you join us?"

Mu Qingxue looked at Su Lin.

Su Lin originally wanted to refuse, but looking at the war flames about to ignite in his disciples' eyes, he felt that if he didn't participate, the deck of this flying boat might not survive.

"Fine, I've nothing better to do anyway."

Su Lin sat up straight.

"But let's agree beforehand: no using spiritual power, no cheating with Divine Sense, and no making overly excessive requests."

"No problem!"

Everyone agreed in unison.

The game began.

First round.

Everyone stared nervously at the bone tiles in the center of the table.

"Reveal!"

Su Hongling shouted and suddenly flipped her card.

It was a card engraved with a flame rune, representing a value of 7.

"Haha! 7 points! That's not small, right!" She was triumphant.

Cold Moon smiled faintly and flipped her card.

It was a golden dragon rune, representing a value of 9.

"Second Junior Sister, my apologies."

Su Hongling's face instantly slumped.

Next was Chu Weiwei, who flipped a viper rune, value 3.

"Bad luck!"

Ye You flipped a leaf rune, value 1.

"..."

Finally, Mu Qingxue flipped an ice crystal rune, value 8.

"Then..."

Cold Moon's gaze swept across everyone's faces, finally landing on Luo Ximei.

"Fifth Junior Sister, it's your turn."

Luo Ximei smiled without a word, her slender fingers pressing on the card face, flipping it gently.

A card as black as ink, engraved with a skull, was revealed.

The Demon Emperor Card, value 10!

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry."

Luo Ximei covered her mouth and giggled, her smug look making people's teeth itch.

"In the first round, it seems This Venerable One has won."

"Are you cheating?!" Su Hongling grumbled indignantly.

"Accept your loss."

Luo Ximei's gaze sharpened. "Revered Master is watching; who would dare to go back on their word?"

She turned her head, her heterochromatic eyes circling everyone, but in the end... she didn't look at Su Lin.

She was very smart; if she targeted Revered Master in the first round, she would surely be attacked by everyone and would also make Revered Master wary.

Boiling a frog in lukewarm water was the Righteous Path.

Her gaze fell upon Cold Moon.

"Elder Senior Sister."

Luo Ximei smiled like a fox.

"Since I am the winner, I will make my request."

"Speak." Cold Moon's face was calm; she still had the grace to accept her loss.

"Since you are the housekeeper now..."

Luo Ximei pointed at Cold Moon's purple palace dress, which was still luxurious despite being restrained.

"This outfit is too formal; it's not convenient for work."

"This Venerable One requests that you take off your outer skirt, wear only your inner robe, and also wear this."

Luo Ximei's fingers flicked in the air, and like a magic trick, she produced something.

It was a fluffy, snow-white fox tail and a pair of fox ears made of the same material.

"Since Elder Senior Sister is now a housekeeper, she must look the part."

Luo Ximei laughed so hard she shook, her heterochromatic eyes full of the joy of a successful prank.

"This Venerable One has heard that only the most intimate maids wear these decorations known as Beast-ear girl style to please their Revered Masters. Elder Senior Sister, this is a Divine Artifact for increasing affinity."

"You...!"

She snatched the items from Luo Ximei's hand.

"Turn around!"

She barked coldly.

Everyone had no choice but to pretend to turn around.

After a series of rustling sounds of fabric rubbing together...

"Fine."

Everyone turned back in unison.

In that instant, even the experienced Su Lin couldn't help but catch his breath.

Cold Moon had removed her outer purple palace dress, wearing only the well-tailored snow-white inner robe.

The texture of the inner robe was soft, clinging closely to her figure.

And behind her, that snow-white fox tail was swaying slightly with her movements.

The most lethal part was the pair of ears on her head.

Combined with her originally majestic and cold face, which was now flushed with a thin layer of angry blush, the sense of contrast was intense.

"What are you looking at!"

Cold Moon gritted her teeth, holding onto the last of her dignity, arms crossed over her chest, trying her best to look more full of Aura.

"I... even wearing this, I am still the Empress!"

"Yes, yes, Lady Empress."

Luo Ximei laughed so much she almost teared up.

"But Elder Senior Sister, the way you look right now really makes one want to... bully you a bit."