Chapter 75 The Senior Brother Belongs to Everyone

The wind of Purple Bamboo Peak always carried a refreshing chill, rustling through the layers of the purple jade bamboo sea like a lover's whisper.

Su Ye watched the backs of Lin Qingzhu and Jiang Wanyin as they left happily, the smile on his lips gradually fading into a look of profound depth.

Those two girls were easy to fool.

Lin Qingzhu was simple-minded and believed whatever she was told; while Jiang Wanyin was shrewd, her IQ would be cut in half the moment one threw Spirit Stones and treasures at her.

However...

Su Ye turned around and cast his gaze toward the cloud-shrouded cliff behind Purple Bamboo Peak—Enlightenment Cliff.

There, he felt a faint yet chaotic aura.

“The Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart can connect with ghosts and gods, understand Yin and Yang, and perceive the human heart...”

Su Ye shook his head helplessly, reached out to rub his brow, and muttered to himself.

“This talent would be a god-tier skill in a spy thriller, but in a harem shuraba... it's practically a ticking time bomb.”

The battle last night was so intense.

Although the dual isolation of the Purple Bamboo Peak formation and the bamboo house barrier could block sound, sight, and even Divine Sense, it could not block the extreme emotional fluctuations originating from the depths of the Soul.

Especially since he and Revered Master Leng Yueli were involved—he, the newly awakened Ancient Desolate Sacred Body, and she, the Extreme Yin Body that had been suppressed for three hundred years.

Like dry wood meeting a raging fire, Yin and Yang merged.

The “pleasure” and “love” that erupted must have been as conspicuous as a lighthouse lit in the night to Qin Yurou, who possessed the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart.

“It seems I still have to coax this little vinegar jar.”

Su Ye sighed, tapped his toes, and his figure turned into a stream of light as he sped toward Enlightenment Cliff.

Beside Enlightenment Cliff.

A solitary pine hung upside down, and the sea of clouds churned.

This was the place with the thinnest Spiritual Qi on Purple Bamboo Peak, but it was also the quietest, rarely visited by anyone.

At this moment.

Under that crooked old pine tree, a small figure was curled up.

Qin Yurou was wearing a light cyan flowing cloud dress, arms hugging her knees, her Face buried in them like a frightened little quail.

The wind blew, lifting a corner of her skirt and revealing a glimpse of her calf, which was fairer than frost and snow.

But she was completely unaware.

Her hand was pressed tightly against her chest.

That legendary “Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart”, which was hard to find in ten thousand years, was beating violently at an unprecedented speed.

“Thump, thump, thump...”

Every heartbeat seemed to replay everything she had perceived last night.

That feeling... it was too embarrassing.

Even from so far away, she could clearly feel Senior Brother's fiery aggression, and...

Revered Master, usually so unattainable and cold as an immortal, her gradually collapsing defenses, her tenderness melting like spring water, and that... satisfaction that made even the Soul tremble.

“Liar...”

Qin Yurou's muffled voice came from between her knees, carrying a hint of a sob.

“Big liar...”

“Talking about healing... talking about pain...”

“It was clearly... clearly just...”

That feeling of joy was so intense it almost filled her heart's apertures; how could it be pain?

If it wasn't painful, then why did Senior Brother lie to Senior Sister Qing Zhu and Senior Sister Wanyin?

And Revered Master...

Didn't Revered Master care the most about sect rules and etiquette?

Why would she... with Senior Brother...

At the thought of that possibility, it felt as if a ball of water-soaked cotton had been stuffed into Qin Yurou's heart; it was sour, swollen, and uncomfortably clogged.

A sense of grievance, never felt before, surged into her heart.

Senior Brother belongs to everyone.

Why... why did Revered Master monopolize him all night long?

And, that “pleasure”, I also want...

“What are you thinking, Qin Yurou! You have no shame!”

The little girl suddenly raised her head and slapped her burning cheeks hard with both hands, trying to drive those messy thoughts away.

Just then.

A familiar, gentle voice with a touch of teasing suddenly rang out above her head.

“Yo, isn't this my little Yuruo?”

“Why are you hiding here growing mushrooms by yourself?”

Qin Yurou's body stiffened.

She subconsciously wanted to curl up tighter, or simply find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But that familiar aura had already enveloped her.

It was the scent of Senior Brother.

But...

Today, in addition to the original clear scent of pine wood, this scent was mixed with a sweet, cloying, and somewhat lazy fragrance.

That was the scent on Revered Master!

That was the fragrance of “Cold Moon Orchid”!

And this scent had seeped into the bones, as if the two had been intimate and whispered sweet nothings countless times last night, allowing it to marinate so deeply!

“Waa—”

Qin Yurou's mental state collapsed.

Tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

She looked up sharply, her large, deer-like, watery eyes staring fixedly at Su Ye, who had landed in front of her.

“Senior Brother... you smell terrible!”

Su Ye had just landed and was preparing to strike a dashing pose; hearing this, he almost slipped and fell off the cliff.

He lifted his sleeve and sniffed.

“Smell? No, I don't.”

“The stalactite milk at Revered Master's place is quite fragrant, and I also washed... cough cough, I also cleaned up.”

Su Ye gave a dry laugh, walked over to Qin Yurou, and crouched down so that his eyes were level with hers.

Looking at the little girl's red-rimmed eyes and that aggrieved look of “Baby is suffering, but baby won't say,” Su Ye's heart softened instantly.

This was one of the most heartbreaking female protagonists in the original text.

Her mind was exquisite, but because of it, she bore too much emotional trash that ordinary people could not endure.

“What's wrong?”

Su Ye reached out, wanting to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Who made our little princess of Purple Bamboo Peak angry?”

“Tell Senior Brother, and Senior Brother will go break his legs!”

Qin Yurou turned her head away, dodging Su Ye's hand.

She sniffled, her voice heavy with nasal congestion, and carried an unmistakable sourness.

“Senior Brother doesn't need to break anyone's legs.”

“Senior Brother just needs to know how to ‘heal’.”

This girl, her skill at being passive-aggressive has grown.

Su Ye laughed inwardly, but his Face wore a look of confusion and innocence.

“Healing? That was to save a life.”

“Yuruo, you don't know how dangerous the situation was last night...”

“Liar!”

Qin Yurou interrupted him sharply.

She turned her head, her eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through the human heart, staring straight into Su Ye's eyes.

“My heart... felt it.”

She pointed to her chest.

“Last night in the bamboo house.”

“There was no pain.”

“Only... pleasure.”

“That was the pleasure of two people... becoming one.”

“That was Revered Master's... undying love for Senior Brother.”

Boom!

These few sentences were a direct hit.

If it were someone else with thinner skin, they would probably be blushing and running away in a panic by now.

But who was Su Ye?

He was a ruthless man who had read the original novel and successfully conquered that three-hundred-year-old virgin Revered Master.

Facing the “accusation” from his Junior Sister, Su Ye not only didn't panic, but the smile on his Face grew even wider.

He didn't rush to refute.

Instead, he looked at Qin Yurou quietly.

Until the little girl felt a bit guilty, her eyes began to dodge, and her cheeks turned redder and redder.

Su Ye suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on her little head.

His palm was warm, carrying a reassuring power.

He gently rubbed her soft dark hair, his movements unbelievably tender.

“Silly girl.”

Su Ye's voice was low and magnetic, like the vibrating strings of a cello.

“You're overthinking it.”

Qin Yurou's body trembled, and the bellyful of questioning words she had prepared instantly collapsed under this “head-pat kill”.

She tilted her head back, staring blankly at Su Ye.

“Over... overthinking it?”

“Mm.”

Su Ye nodded solemnly, his eyes so clear that not a trace of Impurities could be seen.

“Although your Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart is powerful, you are still young and your cultivation is still shallow.”

“It's easy for you to confuse some complex perceptions.”

Su Ye began his performance.

He sighed slightly, looking toward the distant sea of clouds, his eyes becoming weathered and profound.

“Last night, Revered Master was indeed very happy.”

“But that was not the kind of... pleasure between a man and a woman that you thought.”

“That was the relief of surviving a disaster.”

“That was the gratification of seeing a Disciple succeed.”

Su Ye turned his head and looked at Qin Yurou again, his eyes incomparably sincere.

“Yuruo, think about it.”

If you were poisoned, hanging by a thread, and just when you thought you were surely going to die, it was your closest person who pulled you back.

That joy of regaining what was lost, that trembling from the depths of the Soul—isn't it very similar to 'pleasure'?

Qin Yuruo froze.

She blinked, tears still hanging on her long eyelashes.

Is it... really like that?

The joy of surviving a disaster...

It truly makes one's heart race, and it truly makes one extremely excited.

Could it really be that her heart, because she was too young, could not distinguish such complex emotions?

But...

Qin Yuruo bit her lip, still somewhat unwilling to accept it.

But I felt... love.

That was a very, very deep love.

Of course there is love.

Su Ye replied righteously, without changing his expression or missing a beat.

Revered Master has raised us for so many years, just like a mother.

Now that I have saved her, isn't this affection between Revered Master and Disciple, where we depend on each other for survival, and this bond that transcends life and death, a form of love?

This is Great Love! Yuruo!

Su Ye looked at her with deep pain, as if blaming her for having a narrow mind.

How could you think of such a sacred Revered Master-Disciple relationship as that kind of... that kind of shallow affair between men and women?

If Revered Master found out about this, how heartbroken would she be?

Qin Yuruo was left stunned by his words.

The grievance on her little Face gradually turned into guilt.

That's right.

Revered Master is a Tribulation Crossing Realm Great Power, a high and mighty Peak Revered Master.

How could she possibly do such shameful things with the Senior Brother who is only in his twenties?

And it was in the bamboo building, for an entire night...

How shameless would that be?

Revered Master is definitely not that kind of person!

It must be that her Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart has not been Cultivated enough, mistaking 'gratitude' for 'lust,' and 'familial affection' for 'love.'

I... I'm sorry, Senior Brother.

Qin Yuruo lowered her head, twisting her clothes with both hands, her voice as thin as a mosquito's.

It's me... my thoughts were too dirty.

I shouldn't have doubted the innocence of Senior Brother and Revered Master.

Looking at the Junior Sister's sincere expression of admission, the guilt in Su Ye's heart... only just poked its head out before he slapped it to death.

Innocence?

He and Revered Master are very innocent right now, they've even had zero-distance contact, how could they not be innocent?

However, for the sake of this family and Revered Master's Face, this lie must be maintained.

To recognize one's mistake and correct it is the greatest virtue.

Su Ye said earnestly, his palm still resting on her head, gently stroking it.

Actually, the reason why Senior Brother set up such a strong barrier, and why I didn't let you get close.

It's not because there was anything shameful inside.

It's because...

Su Ye paused, his voice becoming a bit softer.

I was afraid you would worry.

The process of healing was indeed extremely dangerous; if you had watched from the side, I fear it would have scared you.

Moreover, if you had accidentally rushed in and interrupted the healing, then Revered Master and I might have really gone to the Yellow Springs together.

When he said the words 'gone to the Yellow Springs,' a hint of lingering fear appeared in Su Ye's eyes at the right moment.

Qin Yuruo felt her heart tighten upon hearing this.

She subconsciously reached out and grabbed the large hand Su Ye had placed on her head.

Then she held it tightly in her arms, as if afraid he would run away.

Senior Brother... I won't ask anymore.

I will never ask again.

As long as Senior Brother and Revered Master are well, Yuruo doesn't want to know anything else.

Feeling the warm and soft sensation from the girl's embrace, as well as her heartbeat, which was gradually calming down and filled with attachment.

Su Ye secretly sighed in relief.

He finally managed to muddle through it.

These days, is it easy to be a scumbag... no, a benevolent Senior Brother?

Not only do I have to serve that insatiable Revered Master well, but I also have to appease this group of sensitive Junior Sisters.

This is the symbol of strength!

Alright, don't cry.

Su Ye withdrew his hand and gently wiped the tear stains from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

You've cried until you look like a little kitten; if you cry anymore, you won't be pretty.

When the time comes and you can't get married, don't blame it on Senior Brother.

Qin Yuruo broke into laughter through her tears, giving him a coquettish glare.

If I can't get married, then I can't!

I'll just stay at Purple Bamboo Peak, stay by Senior Brother's side, and rely on Senior Brother for the rest of my life!

Alright, alright, I'll provide for you for the rest of your life.

Su Ye stood up with a smile and pulled her up as well.

Let's go, it's time to go back.

To celebrate Revered Master's recovery, Senior Brother will cook personally tonight.

What do you want to eat?

Hearing 'cook personally,' Qin Yuruo's eyes instantly lit up, and the previous gloom was swept away.

I want to eat roasted Spirit Crane!

And I also want to drink that... sweet milk tea!

No problem.

Su Ye agreed dotingly and led the Junior Sister down the mountain.

The sunlight stretched their shadows very, very long.

Qin Yuruo followed behind Su Ye, looking at that broad and tall back, the corners of her mouth slightly lifting.

Although...

Although her reason told her that there seemed to be some loopholes in what Senior Brother just said.

For example, why did Revered Master call out so...

But as long as Senior Brother is still by her side, as long as Senior Brother will still touch her head like this and gently call her 'silly girl.'

That is enough.

As for the truth...

Qin Yuruo touched her chest.

That Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart, although no longer beating wildly, was still transmitting a subtle message.

That scent of Revered Master that remained on Su Ye...

It was truly very domineering, very protective of its food.

It was just like declaring ownership to everyone.

Hmph.

Qin Yuruo quietly wrinkled her little nose and thought silently to herself:

Revered Master is really something... even though she is everyone's Revered Master, she acts like a child grabbing food.

However...

She looked at Su Ye's back, a hint of slyness flashing in her eyes.

Since Senior Brother said that it was 'healing'.

Then in the future, if Yuruo encounters trouble while Cultivating, or if I don't feel well inside...

Can I also come to Senior Brother... for 'healing'?

Su Ye in front suddenly felt a chill on his back and shivered.

He turned his head in confusion.

What's wrong? Are you cold?

Qin Yuruo immediately put away those little thoughts and revealed a sweet, harmless smile.

Not cold, Senior Brother.

I just think... today's sunlight is really nice.

Su Ye looked at her thoughtfully, didn't think too much about it, and continued walking forward.

But he did not know.

Right on the Enlightenment Cliff he had just left.

A gust of wind blew by.

That crooked old pine tree seemed to tremble.

As if it were mourning for three seconds for this Senior Brother who had just been repeatedly jumping back and forth on the edge of a Shura field.

...

Returning to the courtyard of Purple Bamboo Peak.

Jiang Wanyin was squatting on the ground, counting the Spirit Stones in the Storage Pouch Su Ye had given her, her eyes smiling into crescents.

Lin Qingzhu was watering the few Spirit Medicines in the courtyard, humming an unknown tune.

Everything looked so harmonious and beautiful.

Only, this beauty did not last long.

When night fell.

The bamboo building on the top of Purple Bamboo Peak lit up with a dim yellow lamp again.

An invisible barrier covered it with extreme proficiency.

Su Ye stood at the door of the bamboo building, holding a bowl of freshly brewed 'Qi-Replenishing Health Soup' in his hand.

He looked back at the Disciples' quarters down the mountain, confirming that those girls had all rested (or were pretending to rest).

Only then did he take a deep breath and push open the door leading to the 'Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.'

Revered Master, Disciple is here to deliver food.

As the door closed.

A seemingly existent yet non-existent coquettish rebuke drifted faintly from the gap.

Come in... lock the door.

And in a certain room down the mountain.

Qin Yuruo was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

She covered her ears, but she couldn't cover that damn heart.

Thump! Thump!

Her heartbeat started accelerating again.

That familiar, scorching, and Face-reddening emotional fluctuation surged again like a tide.

Liar...

Qin Yuruo buried her head in the quilt, biting the corner of the pillow, her little Face as red as a cooked shrimp.

Senior Brother is indeed a big liar!

How is this healing...

This is clearly... just...

Wuwuwu... I want to get sick too...