12: Chapter 12 The Su sisters want to rise to the top and become the official wife.

After coaxing Leng Qingqiu...

Lu Chen yawned and slumped back into his rocking chair, preparing to resume the nap that had just been interrupted.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt two figures approaching.

A gust of fragrant wind blew toward him.

"Revered Master, Revered Master! You were talking with the Holy Lord Senior Martial Uncle for so long, you must be parched and sweating a lot!"

Su Qiyue produced a fragrant handkerchief from somewhere, stood on her tiptoes, and tried to wipe Lu Chen's forehead.

Without even opening his eyes, Lu Chen tilted his head to the side and dodged it.

"No sweat."

"Oh..."

Su Qiyue withdrew her hand somewhat dejectedly, but her eyes darted around as she thought of something else.

"Then Revered Master must be tired. Let me massage your legs!"

As she spoke, she squatted down and extended her two small fists.

On the other side, Su Xuner looked at her sister's spineless, sycophantic behavior and felt a surge of irritation.

She was the dignified Qilin Girl of the Everlasting Su Family; how could she have such an annoying sister who was also a little fangirl!

However, as she caught a glimpse of Lu Chen's lazy and relaxed appearance out of the corner of her eye, and then looked at the Senior Sister Leng Qingqiu nearby—whose aura had become increasingly stable after her Dantian was reconstructed—a competitive spirit inexplicably rose in her heart.

On what basis?

Why should this Trash surnamed Leng get to be the Personal Disciple of a Great Emperor?

Why must I only be a maid who serves tea and water?

She gritted her teeth, picked up the teapot on the stone table, poured another cup, and stiffly held it out to Lu Chen.

"Drink tea."

Her voice was cold, as if squeezed out from between her teeth.

Lu Chen remained with his eyes closed and spoke lazily.

"Not thirsty."

Su Xuner's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air.

Her fair cheeks instantly turned bright red.

This guy is doing it on purpose!

Just then, a cold gaze fell upon her hand holding the teacup.

Leng Qingqiu had come back to her senses from her meditation at some point.

The meaning conveyed in that look couldn't be more obvious.

Take your dirty hands away.

Su Xuner's pride flared up immediately.

Instead of withdrawing her hand, she pushed the teacup forward a bit more, stiffened her neck, and provocatively met Leng Qingqiu's gaze.

"What are you looking at?"

"We are also Revered Master's maids. Serving Revered Master is our duty!"

"As for you, being the eldest Disciple, shouldn't you be in your room consolidating your cultivation instead of coming out here to slack off?"

She said this with total confidence.

However, her "dear sister" Su Qiyue chose that moment to deliver a fatal backstab.

"Sister?"

Su Qiyue stopped massaging his legs and raised her innocent little face, her eyes full of confusion.

"Didn't you say yesterday that even if you died or jumped off Xiaoyao Peak, you would never serve tea or water to that lecherous Emperor... I mean, Revered Master?"

"You also said you were the proudest Fairy of the Everlasting Su Family, that you had your own integrity and would never descend into the mortal world to touch such mundane affairs."

Boom!

Su Xuner felt like her brain had exploded.

The crimson flush on her face spread at a visible speed from her cheeks to her ears, and then down to her snow-white neck.

She wanted to kill someone.

She wanted even more to cover her stupid sister's mouth!

"Shut up!"

Ashamed and annoyed, Su Xuner hissed in a low voice.

Lu Chen finally opened his eyes.

He looked at the scene of these three women bickering and felt his head begin to throb.

So noisy, truly so noisy.

He reached out and, without bias, gave Leng Qingqiu, Su Xuner, and Su Qiyue each a flick on the forehead.

*Thump!*

*Thump!*

*Thump!*

Three crisp sounds echoed.

The three girls all clutched their heads, looking at him in shock.

"What's all the noise about?"

Lu Chen sat up from the rocking chair, rubbed his temples, his face written with impatience.

"The first and only rule of Xiaoyao Peak: maintain peace and harmony!"

"Whoever keeps bickering and affects my self-cultivation can pack their bags and get off the mountain!"

As soon as he said this, the three of them immediately went silent.

Leng Qingqiu silently retreated behind Lu Chen, a smug smile hidden deep in her eyes.

Revered Master is still on my side.

Su Qiyue rubbed her forehead aggrievedly, not daring to speak.

Only Su Xuner clutched her head, both angry and hurt.

This guy actually hit me!

Since I was a child, not even my father has ever hit me!

Lu Chen's gaze swept over the Su Sisters.

He pointed at the two of them.

"And you two."

"From today on, you'll be considered half-Disciples, but also still maids."

"As for when you can become official, it depends on the sys—"

The words were at the tip of his tongue when he abruptly stopped and cleared his throat.

"Cough, it depends on my mood."

After saying that, he slumped back into the rocking chair, propped his feet on the stone table in a standard 'slacker' posture, and began to mumble.

"Do you really think I enjoy taking Disciples?"

"If it weren't for the System... cough, if it weren't for some peace and quiet, who would want to do this thankless job?"

"Raising Disciples is such a hassle."

"Providing food, providing drink, and even managing their cultivation."

"If you cause trouble or poke a hole in the heavens later, I, as the Master, have to clean up after you."

"The fewer the better, and ideally none at all—that is my lifelong pursuit."

Lu Chen had no idea what they were thinking.

He glanced at Su Xuner, who was still standing there with a defiant look, and lazily added a sentence.

"Especially you."

His finger pointed at Su Xuner.

"Stop acting like a mistreated victim all day long. People who don't know better would think I did something to you."

"I don't do that 'forcing people to warm the bed' nonsense here."

"Besides, your Meridians and Dantian aren't damaged; you're perfectly fine and don't need 'Special Treatment' like your Senior Sister."

"As long as you two are obedient and don't bother me, there will be plenty of benefits for you in the future."

After Lu Chen finished speaking, he rolled over and turned his back to them, making it clear he intended to continue sleeping.

However, these casual words of his set off a massive wave in Su Xuner's heart.

What does he mean by 'don't need Special Treatment like your Senior Sister'?

In her mind, those blush-inducing sounds she heard this morning instantly echoed.

"Ah, it hurts..."

"It's so full..."

Why does Leng Qingqiu get to receive Revered Master's 'Special Treatment'?

Just because her Dantian was shattered?

Then should I also...?

Su Xuner's pretty face turned from red to white, her expression shifting constantly.

She looked at Lu Chen's broad back, then at Leng Qingqiu nearby, who looked calm but actually had the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation and competitiveness surged into her heart.

She clenched her pink fists and gave them a little shake.

So what if it's being an official Disciple?

So what if it's 'Special Treatment'?

I, Su Xuner, the dignified Qilin Girl of the Everlasting Su Family and the future Empress of the Sword Dao!

How am I any worse than Leng Qingqiu?

Just you wait! One day, not only will I become official, but I'll make you beg to give me 'Special Treatment'!