43: Size changed?

Thump—

Chen Qingxuan's eyelid twitched.

Ever since he founded the Hundred Flowers Tower under an assumed name, he had almost no contact with the outside world, and those who knew his real name were even fewer.

Now that this woman had spoken his true name, he was instantly shocked. "Young lady, who are you?"

"Heh~ You still haven't remembered?"

Huang Qingxue's teeth itched with rage.

If her past experiences were a form of torture, then Chen Qingxuan's current forgetfulness... was like rubbing salt into her wounds.

Looking around at the luxurious decorations, she said in a heavy voice, "True, now that you hold this brothel in your hands and have countless beauties accompanying you day and night, living such a carefree life, how could you possibly remember the evil deeds you did back then?"

"Wait a minute." Chen Qingxuan listened with a face full of confusion and reached out to interrupt. "Setting aside who you actually are, I need to correct your wording first. The Hundred Flowers Tower is not the same as a brothel. To be more precise... we are called the Socialite Cultivation Office, specifically dedicated to helping those female Cultivators with outstanding looks and decent talent who have yet to achieve their ambitions."

"Shameless scoundrel!"

Huang Qingxue felt like vomiting upon hearing that.

A brothel is a brothel... What's this about giving all the girls in the world a home?

However, this indeed matched her understanding of Chen Qingxuan.

Immediately, Huang Qingxue stopped wasting words and directly deactivated the secret technique maintaining her image—

Boom!

Accompanied by a surge of white smoke, her tall figure suddenly vanished.

Following that, she transformed into a petite loli form with three thousand silver strands of hair, as exquisite and beautiful as a porcelain doll.

"Do you remember me now... you dead Evil Cultivator!"

"Holy crap?"

Chen Qingxuan's brain buzzed.

The moment he saw Huang Qingxue's original form, that blurry sense of familiarity toward her instantly cleared up for Chen Qingxuan, like seeing light at the end of a tunnel.

Little Pitiful One?

"It's you!"

After recognizing Huang Qingxue, Chen Qingxuan stood up excitedly. "Oh my god... Why didn't you say so earlier... Wait, when did you learn how to Change Size at Will... Why can't I?"

Chen Qingxuan felt perplexed.

After all, he had long since formed a contract with Huang Qingxue. Logically, if she had Cultivated the ability to <Change Size at Will>, he should have been able to leech that skill as well;

But why couldn't he?

"You..."

Hearing this, Huang Qingxue trembled with cold fury.

In her view, the surprise Chen Qingxuan showed... was clearly a mockery of her.

"Dead Evil Cultivator, you really haven't changed a bit!" Thus, Huang Qingxue returned to her normal form again. "Why did I become like this... Isn't it all thanks to you?!"

"Me?"

Chen Qingxuan was completely bewildered.

After all, as someone whose Cultivation relied entirely on leeching off others... how could he understand the effects of consuming a xiang ji sui fruit prematurely?

Moreover, he wasn't an idiot; from Huang Qingxue's words and attitude since she appeared, he could sense that she seemed quite angry.

But why was she angry at him?

Chen Qingxuan couldn't quite untangle the threads of his thoughts. Following the principle of not hitting a smiling face, he said, "Well... Qingxue, it's been so long... Come, let brother give you a hug first."

"..."

Black lines appeared on Huang Qingxue's forehead;

Especially seeing Chen Qingxuan unscrupulously opening his arms as if treating her like a woman throwing herself into his embrace... In an instant, this future Empress's fists clenched until they cracked.

This is too much!

"Dead Evil Cultivator... You really don't know how to repent even when death is at your door!"

"What...?"

Chen Qingxuan felt incredibly wronged by the insult;

As the saying goes, even a clay man has three parts of fire. He immediately lowered his arms. "Qingxue, I'm very happy that you could come find me, but your attitude when speaking to me... makes me very unhappy!"

"Heh~"

Huang Qingxue was once again moved to angry laughter.

Although she didn't want to waste more words, she had to let out the grievances that had accumulated in her heart over the years!

Finally seeing the Chen Qingxuan she had thought of day and night, how could she remain calm? "Did you think because I was young back then... I wouldn't remember what you did?"

"No... what did I do?"

"Still pretending, are you? Fine, then I'll tell you."

Huang Qingxue took a deep breath and raised her chin. "Threatening me to call you brother... or else you'd get angry and bully me!"

"Forcing me to wash up and change into the clothes you bought... just so I'd be eye candy by your side."

"Knowing full well I was starving, yet deliberately feasting in front of me... forcing me to watch you waste food."

"Mocking me for having no living family... attempting to make me recognize you as my father!"

"Despising me for being too weak to be your Cauldron, forcing me into a Spirit Gathering Array to Cultivate... just so I could improve sooner to aid your cultivation."

"After killing people, you'd whip their corpses to insult them... while forcing me to praise you as a great person!"

"And..."

Huang Qingxue seemed to have endless things to say, her jade hand resting on one fragrant shoulder. "You placed a Slave Imprint on me, making me carry your mark for a lifetime... Do you think I would forget these things?!"

Whoosh—

Chen Qingxuan was stunned.

Listening to Huang Qingxue list his 'crimes' one by one, he was both confused and panicked!

Wait... was this Little Pitiful One that vengeful?

This is pure slander!

Huang Qingxue suddenly raised her volume, "Dead Evil Cultivator, do you know how I've lived these past dozen years? Every time I have a nightmare... it's the sound of your 'jie jie jie' laughter in my ear!"

"No... Qingxue, you've misunderstood."

Chen Qingxuan snapped back to his senses.

Meeting those reddened and aggrieved phoenix eyes, he hurriedly explained: "What you said isn't right... and a lot of it is wrong... you've had a huge misunderstanding."

"Yes, I admit I forced you to call me brother... but wasn't that to build a closer relationship?"

"Before meeting me, you were wandering everywhere all dirty. I bought you new clothes out of pity... that's reasonable, right?"

"And as for making you call me father, it's true, but I had more to say... I was saying you should recognize me as your father, and then I would raise you!"

"As for feasting in front of you... you were the one who said you weren't hungry first."

"Treating you as a Cauldron is even more nonsense. You clearly misunderstood me first... I had no choice but to use that excuse to motivate your Cultivation."

"What disappoints me most is... you actually thought the <dragon blood orchid> was a Slave Imprint?"

Chen Qingxuan felt extremely wronged. "Do you know what the dragon blood orchid is? That is a unique supreme treasure of the world that captures the essence of heaven and earth! I placed it on you to make it easier for you to seize opportunities in the future... otherwise, how would you have so much luck to win so many opportunities?"

"dragon blood orchid? It seems you've forgotten... that you personally said back then this was a slave seal."

Huang Qingxue really couldn't listen anymore.

Facing Chen Qingxuan's defense, setting aside the fact that she instinctively didn't want to believe it, why would he take such care of someone he just met by chance?

Wasn't it just for her body?

Besides, whether she suffered grievances or not... could she not feel it herself?

No one could understand the awfulness of meeting a perverted Evil Cultivator loli-con during one's most helpless days!

"I..."

Chen Qingxuan was speechless.

To tell the truth, he didn't intentionally want Huang Qingxue to misunderstand back then, but the situation then was just like now... no matter what he said, the other party wouldn't believe him!

And he couldn't reveal the truth about contracting talents.

"All these years... you haven't been misunderstanding me this deeply, have you?" Chen Qingxuan suddenly thought of something, and an ominous feeling surged in his heart.

"Don't worry... you tortured me for so many years... I won't let you die so comfortably." Huang Qingxue suddenly pulled out a precious sword, the tip pointing at Chen Qingxuan, her voice as cold as frost.

"Today, I'm going to stuff my foot into your mouth... and let you feel the humiliation I once felt!"

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