24: Chapter 24 This year's female confidantes are too difficult to manage.

The zither's melody drifted through the air under the seductive moonlight.

By the side of the spiritual spring, the atmosphere had been built to its peak.

As Su Qingge finished her piece, she pressed down on the still-vibrating strings, her heart beating even faster than the zither strings.

Biting her red lip with her pearly teeth, her autumn-water eyes peered through the gaps in the bamboo forest, looking toward the figure leaning by the pool with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

According to what Madam had taught her, the Sect Master should be feeling stirred up right now and should invite her over to "enter the Dao together through this melody."

However.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A burst of crisp, rhythmic applause shattered the romantic silence.

Wang Yang sat up straight in the water and said loudly with a face full of appreciation:

"Good! That was played wonderfully!"

"Elder Su's zither skills are indeed at a Great Master's level! Listening just now made my whole body feel comfortable; I almost fell asleep!"

"This music should only exist in heaven; how many times can one hear it in the Mortal world! Not bad, as a reward for Elder Su's hard work..."

With a wave of his hand, Wang Yang pulled out a handful of Spiritual Melon Seeds he'd bought from Wanbao Pavilion from his storage ring, sending them to Su Qingge's front using Qi.

"Here, Elder Su, have some melon seeds to nourish your brain."

Su Qingge: "..."

She stared at the plate of green Spiritual Melon Seeds in front of her, her entire body freezing up.

I came here to offer myself!

Not to eat melon seeds!

"Sect Master... do you... not have any other feelings?" Su Qingge asked in a small, unwilling voice.

"Other feelings?"

Wang Yang scratched his head, looking bewildered. "I do. I feel hungry. Why, has Elder Su not eaten either?"

Su Qingge's exquisite face instantly turned bright red.

Shameful!

So shameful!

She had mustered the courage to play the seductive 'Phoenix Seeking its Mate,' but the other party treated her like a street performer and even tipped her with a handful of melon seeds!

"Qingge... will take her leave!"

Su Qingge picked up the zither and, like a startled little rabbit, fled back into the Bamboo Building, shutting the doors and windows tight.

"Heh, she's really thin-skinned."

Wang Yang watched the closed Bamboo Building, a mischievous smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

Of course he understood it was 'Phoenix Seeking its Mate.'

But for men, things obtained too easily aren't cherished.

Besides, his current persona was that of an 'unfathomable Sect Master.' If he acted like a horny devil, what would happen to his status?

He had to play hard to get!

Ye Qingcheng, who was hiding in the shadows observing, was stomping her feet in anger.

"Agh! This is infuriating!"

"This blockhead! He's usually so mean to me, so why is he acting like a virtuous gentleman at the critical moment?"

"And Sister Su too, why run away! Just pounce on him! We are Cultivators, not Mortals, why worry about being demure!"

Ye Qingcheng looked at the [god-level beauty preservation pill] on the mission panel that she hadn't obtained yet and grit her teeth.

"No, one of these two is playing dumb and the other is too shy. I have to help them out!"

Over the next few days, a series of hilarious scenes played out within the Hehuan Sect.

The next afternoon.

"Husband~"

Ye Qingcheng held a measuring tape and found Wang Yang, who was sunbathing in a grand armchair, with a beaming smile.

"I see your robes are getting a bit old, so I want to make you some new clothes. But I'm clumsy and afraid I won't get the measurements right."

Saying this, she beckoned to Su Qingge, who was dazing nearby:

"Sister Su, you are meticulous and skillful, come help measure Husband's size."

This was a perfect opportunity for close contact!

Su Qingge blushed and walked over with the tape. "Sect... Sect Master, please excuse me."

She reached out her hands, wrapping them around Wang Yang's waist to measure his circumference.

The two were extremely close. Su Qingge could even smell the pleasant masculine scent on Wang Yang's body; her heart raced and her breathing became shallow.

Just as she was about to take the chance to lean against Wang Yang's chest.

"Hahahaha! It tickles! That tickles!"

Wang Yang suddenly curled up like a boiled shrimp, laughing uncontrollably.

"No, no! Elder Su, don't touch my waist, I'm ticklish!"

"Uh, I'll measure it myself! I'll do it!"

Wang Yang snatched the tape and quickly measured himself in a few strokes. "Done, it's measured! Thanks, Elder Su!"

Su Qingge: "..."

Ye Qingcheng: "..."

At dinner time.

Ye Qingcheng specifically brought out a potent spiritual wine she had stored for years, the 'Drunken Immortal Brew'.

"Come, come, the moonlight is perfect tonight. Let's not stop until we're drunk."

Ye Qingcheng filled Wang Yang and Su Qingge's cups. Before she even had two cups, she suddenly held her forehead, her body swaying:

"Oh my... this wine is too strong, I can't take it, my head is so dizzy..."

"Husband, Sister Su, you two drink slowly, I'm going back to rest first."

After saying that, this Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator was actually "knocked out" by two cups of wine and walked away while leaning against the wall for show.

In the main hall, only Wang Yang and Su Qingge remained alone.

After a few cups of wine, Su Qingge's fair cheeks were stained with two red clouds. Her eyes were hazy, adding a touch of charm.

Alcohol gives courage to the timid.

She looked at Wang Yang and finally mustered the courage to move her body and sit beside him, her breath like orchids:

"Sect Master... the night is long, and Qingge... is a bit cold."

This was a blatant hint!

Wang Yang held his wine cup, looking at the incredibly seductive beauty before him; his Adam's apple bobbed.

Just as Su Qingge thought she had succeeded this time.

Wang Yang suddenly put down his cup with a serious face, stood up, took off his outer robe, and wrapped it tightly around Su Qingge.

"Cold?"

"It's only natural to be cold!"

Wang Yang said earnestly, "Elder Su, although you are a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, the wind on the back mountain is strong and the chill is heavy. Your cultivation has just stabilized; you must not overindulge in wine and catch a cold."

"Keep this robe on and hurry back to circulate your power to dispel the cold!"

"I just remembered, the automatic irrigation Formation in the spiritual fields seems to be blocked. I'm going to clear the drains!"

After saying that, Wang Yang slipped away as if his feet were greased.

Leaving behind only Su Qingge, draped in the oversized men's robe and looking utterly confused, left to question her life in the wind.

Who am I? Where am I? Am I just too ugly?

The morning of the third day.

Ye Qingcheng, sporting two dark circles under her eyes, cornered Su Qingge at the entrance of Tingyu Pavilion.

"Sister Su, why did it fail again yesterday?" Ye Qingcheng asked, frustrated by her lack of progress.

Su Qingge was so aggrieved that tears were about to fall. "Madam... the Sect Master... he really seems to have no interest in me. He said he was going to clear the drains..."

"Clear the drains my ass! That's an automatic Formation!"

Ye Qingcheng was so angry she cursed.

She finally saw through it.

How was Wang Yang ignorant?

He was clearly enjoying the pleasure of being pursued by a beauty and then rejecting her!

This is exactly the base nature of men!

"Fine then, Wang Yang, playing hard to get with me, are you?"

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes.

"It seems that without some strong medicine, this won't work."

She grabbed Su Qingge's hand, her tone firm:

"Sister, don't lose heart."

"Since the soft approach doesn't work, we'll use the hard way!"

"Tonight, we... drug him!"

Su Qingge was startled. "Dru... drug him? The Sect Master?"

"It's not poison, it's a tonic! The kind that's extremely nourishing!"

Ye Qingcheng sneered, "I don't believe that once his fire is stoked, he'll still go to clear the drains!"

"Tonight, we must get the job done!"

"For the Sect (for my Beauty Preservation Pill)!"

Looking at the murderous Madam, Su Qingge felt it was somewhat inappropriate, but thinking of her distant path to revenge, she eventually blushed and nodded heavily.

"Everything... will be as Madam arranges!"