Take off my senior brother's clothes

In the deathly silence, Su Ye's voice sounded particularly abrupt, yet carried an irresistible magic.

"Boss, what are you spacing out for?"

Su Ye leisurely took out a pure white handkerchief from his bosom, gently wiping away non-existent dust from the back of his hand, not even glancing at Zhao Tianba, who lay on the ground like mud.

"Is this dress still for sale?"

His indifferent tone made it seem as if he hadn't just casually swatted a fly, but merely performed an insignificant little task.

"Ah... Yes! Yes! Of course it's for sale!"

The manager of Jinyi Pavilion, a middle-aged fatty with Late Stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, trembled all over, his fat jiggling as if he had just been fished out of water.

He scrambled out from behind the counter, so flustered that he tripped over his own feet, nearly falling flat on his face.

Just kidding!

Even Zhao Tianba, at the fifth level of Golden Core, had been crippled with a single slap. If he, a mere Foundation Establishment Stage shopkeeper, angered this lord, Jinyi Pavilion would likely be torn down!

"Su... Su True Disciple, no, Senior Su!"

The manager stood trembling before Su Ye, bowing at a ninety-degree angle, his face plastered with a fawning yet terrified smile.

"Which one caught your eye? I'll wrap it up for you right away! No, no need to pay, consider it my humble offering to you!"

Hearing this, Su Ye raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at the manager with a half-smile.

"Offering?"

The corner of his mouth curled into a playful arc. "Do you think my Purple Bamboo Peak can't afford a few Spirit Stones?"

"No, no, no! I absolutely didn't mean that!"

The manager turned pale with fright, falling to his knees with a thud. "Senior Su, please forgive me! I was just... just awed by your Divine Might and wanted to express my admiration!"

The surrounding Cultivators gasped in unison at this scene.

The backer of Jinyi Pavilion was rumored to be an inner Sect Elder. Usually, this manager was arrogant and aloof—when had anyone ever seen him so humble?

This was the deterrence of strength!

This was the privilege of the powerful!

Su Ye chuckled lightly, not truly angered.

With a casual wave, a storage ring brimming with dense Spiritual Qi traced a graceful arc through the air, landing steadily on the counter.

"I don't like owing favors, and I dislike taking advantage even more."

Su Ye said calmly, his clear voice reaching everyone present.

"Here are ten thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Everything my Junior Sister tried on, looked at, or even glanced at for more than a breath—wrap it all up."

"If even one item is missing, I'll hold you accountable."

Boom!

The entire hall erupted in uproar.

Ten thousand... High-Grade Spirit Stones?!

What did that even mean?

It was practically a moving mountain of gold!

After all, the entire wealth of an ordinary Golden Core Stage Cultivator was only a few thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones.

This Su Ye—was he really so extravagant?

Wasn't Purple Bamboo Peak said to be in decline? Wasn't he rumored to be a freeloader?

This wasn't freeloading—this was clearly the lavishness of a young Revered Master from an immensely wealthy Family!

Standing behind Su Ye, Lin Qianxue trembled violently upon hearing this.

She raised her head, her beautiful eyes misty with disbelief and deep emotion.

Wrap up... everything?

Just because she had glanced at it a little longer?

"Senior Brother..."

She called out softly, her voice choked, the string of "reason" in her heart snapping completely.

Since childhood, because of her Innate Sword Heart and Ice Spirit Root, her Family had placed high hopes on her, instilling in her the ideals of arduous cultivation and becoming stronger.

No one had ever cared about what she liked or whether she was happy, the way Su Ye did.

This feeling of being spoiled without limits was like a potent poison, instantly corroding her entire being, making her savor it and unable to extricate herself.

"Quick! Get moving!"

The manager, holding the storage ring and sensing the immense Spirit Stone energy within, flushed with excitement.

He turned and roared at the maidservants who had long been stunned.

"Take down that 'guanghan flowing immortal dress'!"

"And that set of 'Bishui Yunsha Garments'!"

"These 'Treading Snow Without Trace Boots' too!"

"And that..."

The entire second floor of Jinyi Pavilion instantly became a hive of activity.

All the maidservants swarmed around Su Ye and Lin Qianxue, as if stars surrounding the moon.

In contrast, on the other side,

the once-arrogant Zhao Tianba now lay alone in a pile of rubble, blood pooling around him, ignored by everyone.

Even the few Chixiao Peak followers who had been with him earlier had long since hidden in the crowd, not daring to make a sound.

Victors become kings, losers become bandits—the reality was brutally stark.

In no time,

thirty exquisite brocade boxes were neatly arranged before Su Ye.

Each box was made of fine spiritual wood, emitting a faint, refreshing fragrance.

"Senior Su, everything is here. Would you like to check?"

The manager asked cautiously, wiping cold sweat from his forehead.

Without even looking, Su Ye waved his sleeve.

Whoosh—

All the brocade boxes instantly vanished, stored away in his System space.

"No need."

Su Ye turned, his gaze tenderly falling on Lin Qianxue. He reached out and naturally took her soft, boneless hand.

"Let's go, home."

Two simple words made Lin Qianxue's heart pound fiercely.

Home...

Not back to the Sect, not back to Purple Bamboo Peak, but home.

At this moment, Purple Bamboo Peak was no longer just a place for cultivation to her—it was her and Senior Brother's home.

"Mm."

Lin Qianxue nodded obediently. Where was the icy beauty now?

She was completely like a young girl immersed in love.

Under the gazes of awe, envy, and jealousy from the crowd, the two slowly walked downstairs.

Passing by Zhao Tianba,

Lin Qianxue paused slightly, a flicker of disgust and killing intent in her eyes.

In the past, she might have been afraid.

But now, seeing this once-high-and-mighty "Senior Brother Zhao" lying there like a dead dog, she felt only satisfaction.

Sensing her pause, Su Ye didn't say anything, just tightened his grip on her hand slightly.

A warm current flowed through.

Lin Qianxue looked up, meeting Su Ye's deep, starry eyes.

"Trash belongs where trash should be."

Su Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"From now on, anyone who dares disrespect Purple Bamboo Peak—this is the consequence."

After saying this,

he didn't linger any longer. Holding Lin Qianxue's hand, he took a step forward, and their figures instantly vanished from the entrance of Jinyi Pavilion.

Leaving the hall full of Cultivators staring at the empty doorway, unable to recover for a long time.

They knew.

After today, the sky of Taichu Holy Land was about to change.

That legendary "Waste Senior Brother" was a slumbering true Dragon.

Now, with the Dragon raising its head, storms were sure to surge!

... In Taichu Holy Land, clouds and seas churned.

A streak of azure light cut through the sky, speeding toward Purple Bamboo Peak.

Su Ye wasn't riding a sword but had summoned a leaf-shaped flying Spiritual Artifact.

He stood with hands behind his back at the bow of the boat, facing the wind, his robes fluttering like an exiled immortal.

Lin Qianxue stood beside him, her gaze never leaving his profile.

The wind gently lifted her hair, brushing against Su Ye's shoulder.

Throughout the journey, neither spoke.

But the atmosphere wasn't awkward; instead, it flowed with an indescribable warmth and ambiguity.

Lin Qianxue's heart was in turmoil.

Even though they had left the Market, her mind kept replaying the scene of Su Ye's slap.

So powerful.

That overwhelming dominance, that indifference treating all things as mere grass—it was completely different from the gentle, jade-like Senior Brother of usual days.

Which one was the real him?

Or... was it because he was protecting her that he revealed that ferocious side?

Thinking of this, a strong sweetness surged in Lin Qianxue's heart.

"Senior Brother."

Finally, she couldn't help but speak, her voice so soft it seemed it might scatter with the wind at any moment.

"Hmm?"

Su Ye tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curved in that signature gentle smile.

"Will you always... be this powerful?"

Lin Qianxue asked a rather silly question.

Su Ye smiled.

He reached out and gently tapped Lin Qianxue's delicate nose, his action utterly doting.

"Whenever you need it."

Su Ye looked into her eyes, enunciating each word clearly:

"Even if it means poking a hole in the sky, Senior Brother will hold it up for you."

Boom!

A simple sentence, but to Lin Qianxue, it was no less than the sweetest love confession.

Her face instantly flushed crimson, spreading all the way to her ears.

"Ding! Lin Qianxue's favorability +2. Current favorability: 97 (Until Death Do Us Part)."

The System's prompt sounded in Su Ye's mind.

A faint glint flashed in Su Ye's eyes.

97.

Just a little more, and it would reach complete Perfection.

By then, not only would he obtain the System's ultimate reward, but he would also completely control this Innate Sword Heart, top-grade Cauldron... oh no, this adorable Junior Sister.

Of course, he wouldn't treat Lin Qianxue the way he treated Yun Yuzhen.

Yun Yuzhen had been too arrogant back then and had repeatedly bullied the original owner of this body—that was Karma.

But these Junior Sisters genuinely cared for him.

Although Su Ye cultivated the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, he considered himself a principled villain.

Since they were his people, he would spoil and protect them.

As long as they obediently regarded him as their sole Dominator.

Purple Bamboo Peak had arrived.

The mist dispersed, revealing the familiar sea of purple bamboo.

A gentle breeze rustled the bamboo leaves, creating a sound like heavenly music.

Compared to the hustle and grandeur of the other main peaks, Purple Bamboo Peak appeared exceptionally tranquil and elegant.

And halfway up the mountain.

A brand-new courtyard stood quietly deep within the bamboo forest.

That was Tingxue Courtyard, which Su Ye had just renovated for Lin Qianxue.

Inside the courtyard, there were rockeries with flowing water, pavilions, and towers—every detail exuded refinement and care.

Even the air was filled with a faint fragrance of Winter Plum, from the thousand-year-old Winter Plum trees Su Ye had specially transplanted, most suitable for Cultivators with Ice Spirit Roots.

The Spirit Boat slowly descended.

Su Ye, holding Lin Qianxue's hand, walked into this small world.

"Do you like it?"

Su Ye pointed to the crystal-clear Spirit Tree in the center of the courtyard and asked with a smile.

"Is this... an ice soul tree?"

Lin Qianxue's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and she covered her small mouth.

The ice soul tree, an extremely cold object, was practically a treasure for Cultivators practicing ice-based Cultivation Techniques.

Cultivating under this tree not only doubled one's efficiency but also purified spiritual power and stabilized the Dao Heart.

This type of tree was extremely rare, priceless and hard to come by.

How much had Senior Brother sacrificed for her sake?

"As long as you like it, even the stars in the sky, Senior Brother will pluck them for you."

Su Ye casually made an empty promise, as it cost him nothing.

He retrieved the brocade box containing the guanghan flowing immortal dress from his System space and handed it to Lin Qianxue.

"Go change into it."

Su Ye's voice lowered slightly, carrying a hint of anticipation.

"When I first saw this dress, I felt it was made for you."

Lin Qianxue took the brocade box, her fingertips trembling slightly.

She could sense the cool and noble Spiritual Qi fluctuations emanating from within the box.

This was a High Grade Spiritual Artifact-level robe!

It had astonishing defensive capabilities and came with built-in Formations for dust avoidance, temperature regulation, and spirit gathering.

At the Market, she had only glanced at the price tag—three thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones—and quickly averted her eyes in fright.

She never expected Senior Brother to actually buy it.

"Senior Brother... wait for me."

Lin Qianxue took a deep breath, raised her head, and her clear eyes now burned with a fervent flame.

Holding the brocade box, she turned and ran into the refined cottage behind her.

Su Ye watched her departing figure, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening.

He did not use his Divine Sense to peek.

Some things were more interesting when left with a bit of suspense.

He walked to the stone table in the courtyard, sat down, took out a pot of Spirit Wine from his storage ring, and poured himself a drink.

The aroma of the wine overflowed, mingling with the cold fragrance of Winter Plum, creating a unique flavor.

"Zhao Tianba is crippled; that old fellow from Chixiao Peak is probably going to throw a fit."

Su Ye calculated silently in his heart.

"However, with my current strength and the System's trump cards, I can put up a fight even against a Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection Cultivator."

"Moreover..."

He glanced toward the mountaintop, where Cold Jade Palace was located.

"That woman seems to have been behaving herself lately."

Just as Su Ye was pondering.

Creak—

The door of the refined cottage slowly opened.

Su Ye set down his wine cup and looked up.

Even with his composure, he couldn't help but brighten up at the sight, his breath catching slightly.

Beautiful.

Too beautiful.

Lin Qianxue walked out slowly, her snow-white feet bare.

The guanghan flowing immortal dress was pure white, its material like mist and smoke, dreamlike and ethereal.

The hem was embroidered with a few light blue ice lotuses, swaying gracefully with her movements as if on water.

A silver silk ribbon was tied around her waist, accentuating her slender, delicate figure perfectly.

The collar was slightly open, revealing her exquisite collarbone and a small patch of snow-white skin like congealed fat.

Even more striking was her aura.

Her original cool and aloof demeanor, enhanced by the dress, gained an ethereal Immortal Qi, yet her shy expression added a touch of pure allure that was irresistible.

She looked like a Fairy who had descended from the moon palace, untouched by mortal dust, yet fallen to the mortal world for the one she loved.

"Se... Senior Brother..."

Lin Qianxue tightly gripped the hem of her dress, her cheeks flushed, not daring to look up at Su Ye.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of her throat.

This was the first time she had worn this style of clothing.

In the past, she had always worn simple training robes, covering herself up tightly.

But now... she felt like an exquisite gift, waiting to be unwrapped by its owner.

Su Ye slowly stood up and walked toward her step by step.

Each step felt like it was treading on Lin Qianxue's heartstrings.

Until he stood before her, his familiar, faintly Dragon's Ambergris-scented masculine aura enveloping her completely.

Su Ye reached out and gently lifted her chin.

Their eyes met.

Lin Qianxue saw the undisguised awe and admiration in Su Ye's eyes.

"They say beauty can sink fish and down geese, eclipse the moon and shame flowers. I never believed it before."

Su Ye's fingers gently caressed her smooth cheek, his voice hoarse:

"Now, I believe it."

"Shallow Snow, you are truly beautiful."

Boom!

Lin Qianxue's mind went completely blank.

All her shyness and nervousness melted into thick sweetness before this praise.

But then.

An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly surged from the depths of her heart.

Senior Brother was so good.

So powerful, so gentle, so perfect.

And he was so good to her.

But... Purple Bamboo Peak didn't have just her as a Junior Sister.

There was also Second Senior Sister Ji Ziyue, that mischievous little imp.

And Third Senior Sister Lin Waner, that gentle-as-water Water Spirit Root with an explosive figure.

Even... that lofty Revered Master.

Before, she had only focused on sword cultivation and never thought about these things.

But today, when she saw Su Ye slap Zhao Tianba away for her and spend a fortune just to make her smile.

A seed named "possession" sprouted and grew wildly in her heart.

Such a perfect Senior Brother.

Why should she share him with others?

Those women, did they understand Senior Brother?

Did they know the domineering side beneath his gentle exterior?

Did they know how much Senior Brother had silently endured to protect Purple Bamboo Peak?

Only I know!

Only I have seen Senior Brother's godlike and demonic side!

Lin Qianxue looked at Su Ye so close, her gaze gradually becoming dazed, even tinged with a morbid obsession.

Her hand rose uncontrollably, tightly gripping Su Ye's sleeve.

Her knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

As if letting go would cause the man before her to vanish like a bubble.

"Senior Brother..."

Lin Qianxue's voice trembled slightly but carried an unprecedented firmness.

"What's wrong?" Su Ye asked gently.

"This dress... I'll only wear it for you, okay?"

She raised her head, her eyes flashing with a heart-palpitating light.

It wasn't just admiration.

It was a greed to completely possess the other.

"In the future... Senior Brother's gentleness, give it only to me, okay?"

She took a step forward, boldly burying her head in Su Ye's chest, her arms tightly encircling his waist.

Her grip was astonishingly strong, as if trying to meld herself into Su Ye's body.

Feeling the intense heartbeat of the girl in his arms and the almost overflowing possessiveness.

Su Ye's smile grew even wider.

This look was all too familiar to him.

It was the look of prey completely falling into a trap, even falling in love with the hunter.

"Silly girl."

Su Ye's large hand gently stroked her waterfall-like black hair, not answering directly but using a seductive tone:

"As long as you behave obediently, everything of Senior Brother's... is yours."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianxue's body trembled violently.

She slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and greedily inhaled Su Ye's scent.

That crazy thought in her heart grew clearer and clearer.

I must become stronger.

Stronger than anyone else.

Strong enough... to hide Senior Brother.

Hide him in this Tingxue Courtyard that belongs only to us.

So he can't go anywhere.

So he can only look at me, only smile at me, only dote on me.

"Senior Brother is mine..."

She silently repeated in her heart, like the most devout curse or the deepest vow.

"No one can take him away."

"Whoever dares to try, I'll kill them."

Even if it's a Senior Sister.

Even if it's... Revered Master.

At this moment.

The simple girl who once only practiced the sword, Lin Qianxue, died.

In her place.

Was a demon willing to fall into the abyss to possess Senior Brother.

"Ding! Lin Qianxue's corruption value activated. Current possessiveness off the charts. Awakening hidden attribute: Yandere Sword Immortal."

"System prompt: Host, be careful playing with fire. Warning: Danger of Betrayal."

Hearing the System's prompt in his mind, Su Ye showed not a trace of panic but instead revealed an excited smile.

Yandere?

Interesting.

This would make training her even more rewarding, wouldn't it?

He lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

"Alright, it's late at night."

Su Ye's voice was full of magnetism.

"Let Senior Brother teach you the... correct way to use this guanghan flowing immortal dress."