84: Chapter 84 Jealousy Erupts! The Arrogant Master and the Gentle Healer Clash in the Corridor

The corridor of the inner hall of the Xumi Immortal Mansion was paved with solid slabs of warm, smooth jade. The white jade pillars on both sides were carved with lifelike Auspicious Beasts and immortal birds, while the tops were inlaid with luminous pearls that emitted a soft glow, illuminating every detail of the entire gallery.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao's efficiency perfectly demonstrated her capability as the Revered Master of a valley.

In just a few hours, she had already drawn up a detailed Jade Slip list for moving the entire heritage of the Medicine Valley into the ten thousand spirit herb garden. At this moment, she had changed out of her somewhat complicated valley Revered Master's dress and was wearing a light-colored, cinched-waist ruqun that was easy to move in but still retained a soft elegance.

She held an exquisite purple sandalwood tray, upon which sat a pot of calming immortal tea freshly brewed with the immortal mansion's spirit spring water. She walked lightly along the corridor, preparing to deliver it to Gu Yi.

Accompanied by the slight sound of wooden hinges turning, a carved wooden door in the middle of the corridor swung open on both sides.

Fei Yuechan, dressed in snow-white robes, stepped out from the room.

After half a day of quiet cultivation, the slight restlessness of her true essence caused by the successive battles and excessive worry had completely subsided. Her frost-like, snow-white, and stunningly beautiful face had regained the aloof coldness and authority befitting the Revered Master of Lanyue Peak.

However, the moment she raised her eyes and her gaze met Valley Master Yan Shuyao's, who was walking towards her, the surrounding air, which had been warm as spring, imperceptibly dropped in temperature.

The two peerless female cultivators, possessing completely different temperaments, stopped in their tracks in the spacious corridor.

Fei Yuechan's ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly. Her gaze swept over Valley Master Yan Shuyao's face—which was full of mature womanly charm and even faintly exuded a bit of Yang Qi—before finally landing on the purple sandalwood tray in her hands.

"Valley Revered Master Yan certainly has good spirits."

Fei Yuechan crossed her arms over her chest, her wide white sleeves draping down. Her voice was as cold as ever, but within that cold tone, there was a trace of jealousy and wariness that even she had not fully realized.

"Although the Xumi Immortal Mansion is vast, Valley Revered Master Yan is, after all, a guest. Such menial tasks as serving tea and water should be left to the Puppets; there is no need to trouble yourself with this trip, as it would make it seem as though we, the Xuantian Sect, have neglected an honored guest."

These words were loaded with barbs, every single sentence emphasizing Valley Master Yan Shuyao's status as a "guest" while simultaneously asserting her own legitimate position as Gu Yi's Revered Master and the "half-mistress" of this immortal mansion.

Were it any ordinary female cultivator, facing such a blunt declaration of territory from a Soul Transformation expert would likely cause them to feel constrained and awkward.

But who was Valley Master Yan Shuyao?

She was a Medicine Immortal who had managed the Medicine Valley for over a hundred years and had weathered countless storms. Furthermore, she was the woman who, by the medicinal bath, had surrendered her body, heart, and the entire heritage of the Medicine Valley to Gu Yi without reservation.

Facing Fei Yuechan's cold provocation, her dignified and beautiful face showed not a hint of panic.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao held the tray steadily, a gentle smile curling at the corners of her lips that made one feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

"Peak Revered Master Fei is joking. As for me, I have already resigned from that bothersome, empty title of valley Revered Master."

Valley Master Yan Shuyao's voice was as gentle as water. Not only was she not suppressed by Fei Yuechan's aura, but she instead carried a composure that was like a needle hidden in cotton. She lowered her head slightly to look at the immortal tea in her hands, her eyes and brows revealing the sweetness of a young woman in love.

"Gu Lang has been shielding us from the wind and rain and charging into battle outside, and his body has only just recovered. He has entrusted the internal affairs of this immortal mansion entirely to me, so naturally, I must do my utmost. Brewing a pot of calming tea for my husband with my own hands and taking care of his daily life is simply my duty; how could I feel it is a burden?"

Gu Lang. Husband. Duty.

These three highly lethal words, spoken from Valley Master Yan Shuyao's gentle, water-like red lips, were like three invisible sharp swords, precisely piercing into Fei Yuechan's defenses.

Crack, crack, crack… A layer of fine frost, centered on the soles of Fei Yuechan's boots, spread rapidly across the warm jade floor of the corridor. The temperature on the white jade pillars on both sides also suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Fei Yuechan's arms, crossed over her chest, tightened slightly, and a layer of frost visibly appeared on her stunningly beautiful, cold face.

"Gu Lang?" Fei Yuechan sneered, her tone filled with undisguised mockery and intense jealousy.

"Valley Master Yan Shuyao, you are, after all, a prominent medical Senior in this Central Region; in terms of bone age and seniority, you are not even inferior to me. Gu Yi is my Personal Disciple; are you not afraid of being ridiculed if word gets out about such a form of address that disregards generation and propriety?"

"In the cultivation world, strength is respected, and those who achieve more come first. Gu Lang's cultivation foundation has long since surpassed worldly perceptions."

Facing that bone-chilling cold, Valley Master Yan Shuyao's smile did not diminish in the slightest, but her tone became exceptionally firm.

"Moreover, in this secluded immortal mansion, there are only Dao Companions who love each other; where would there be the eyes of outsiders? Peak Revered Master Fei, you are always holding onto the airs of a Revered Master and restraining yourself with rules and propriety in everything—don't you find it too tiring?"

This gentle yet painful counterattack by Valley Master Yan Shuyao instantly sent the smell of gunpowder in the corridor soaring to its peak.

Two invisible auras belonging to Soul Transformation Stage experts clashed fiercely in mid-air, neither willing to yield. The air was filled with the strong, sour scent of two top-tier beauties fighting for jealousy over the same man.

Just when the tension was at its breaking point, as if it were about to erupt into a full-blown physical brawl the very next moment.

"Is the Formation in this corridor broken? Why is it forming frost for no reason?"

A gentle, smiling voice drifted leisurely from the other end of the corridor.

Gu Yi walked with his hands behind his back, his steps unhurried, entering this "shurafield" that was on the verge of freezing over.

His deep black eyes swept over the two women. On one side was the tsundere Revered Master, arms crossed with a sneer and eyes full of frost; on the other was the gentle housekeeper, holding a tea tray and responding with a smile.

With just one glance, Gu Yi understood the little schemes between these two perfectly.

No matter how transcendent or refined women in the cultivation world were, when facing the invasion of their emotional territory, their instinct to guard their own was no different from that of ordinary women.

Gu Yi walked straight between the two women, not favoring one over the other.

He turned first to face Fei Yuechan, who was radiating the most intense cold. "Revered Master, you've come out of seclusion?"

Gu Yi's voice was warm and affectionate. He didn't preach any grand principles but instead directly reached out and took hold of Fei Yuechan's cold, jade-like hand, which was slightly clenched in anger.

The rich and domineering pure Yang Qi of his Creation Immortal Body flowed from their clasped palms into Fei Yuechan's body, gradually dissolving the icy breath churning in her Meridians due to her jealousy.

"Are you getting used to staying in the villa within this immortal mansion? If there is anything you are not satisfied with, I will have the Puppets rearrange it immediately."

Gu Yi's gaze remained fixed on Fei Yuechan's face. This seemingly simple act of holding hands and asking after her well-being directly gave this tsundere Revered Master the core recognition of her status through his actions.

Feeling the scorching temperature from his palm and listening to his words full of concern, the cold aura that had filled Fei Yuechan initially dissipated by more than half, as if it had encountered the warm sun of spring. She glared fiercely at Gu Yi and tried to pull her hand away, only to find that Gu Yi was holding it extremely tightly.

"Hmph, I am not that delicate."

Fei Yuechan turned her head slightly, no longer looking at Valley Master Yan Shuyao. Although her tone remained cold, anyone could hear the trace of coquettishness and compromise within it after being successfully appeased.

Having appeased his tsundere Revered Master, Gu Yi turned his head to look at Valley Master Yan Shuyao, who was standing to the side, maintaining a perfect smile the entire time. "Shuyao, compiling the Medicine Valley directory is already taxing; these minor matters can be delegated."

Gu Yi released Fei Yuechan's hand and took the purple sandalwood tray from Valley Master Yan Shuyao's hands. His movements were natural and fluid, without a hint of affectation.

"You have just entered the Soul Transformation Realm, and your cultivation needs to be stabilized. The rear of this immortal mansion will rely entirely on you to coordinate in the future. If you were to exhaust yourself, where would I find such an intimate and considerate housekeeper again?"

This phrase, "intimate and considerate housekeeper," not only affirmed Valley Master Yan Shuyao's important authority in this immortal mansion but also provided the most solid endorsement of her words just moments ago about "managing internal affairs for Gu Lang."

A flash of deep affection passed through Valley Master Yan Shuyao's eyes. She knew when to advance and retreat and understood when to stop while ahead. Since Gu Yi had already stepped in to smooth things over and given her enough face, she naturally would not persist.

"Gu Lang is right; it was I who failed to consider things thoroughly."

Valley Master Yan Shuyao bowed slightly, performing an elegant, faultless ancient courtesy, and looked gently at Fei Yuechan beside her. "Peak Revered Master Fei, my words earlier were improper; I hope you will not take offense. I will go to the front hall to continue checking the Jade Slips and will not disturb the Peak Revered Master and Young Master in their reminiscing."

Having said this, Valley Master Yan Shuyao lifted her skirt, leaving behind a faint scent of herbs, and walked lightly in the direction of the front hall.

Not until Valley Master Yan Shuyao's figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor did Fei Yuechan turn her head, her beautiful eyes looking Gu Yi up and down with annoyance.

"Young Master Gu truly has great ability. Not only did you trick the Revered Master of the Medicine Valley to this desolate place, but you are even eager to move their ten-thousand-year heritage into your immortal mansion. What, have you already started calling her 'Shuyao'?"

The jealousy in Fei Yuechan's tone was even more intense than a jar of spirit vinegar.

Gu Yi placed the tray in his hand casually on the wooden railing of the corridor. He looked at this stunningly beautiful Revered Master before him, who appeared exceptionally vivid because of her jealousy, having shed that cold, god-like outer shell, and the heat in his heart rose uncontrollably.

"Revered Master, what are you saying?"

Gu Yi took a step forward, directly shortening the distance between them to the point where they could hear each other's breathing. He lowered his head, staring deeply at Fei Yuechan's fair face, his voice low and aggressive.

"No matter how rich the heritage is, it is only for show on the outside. In this Disciple's heart, who is the most irreplaceable one in this immortal mansion? Revered Master, can you really not feel it?"

Being stared at with such a direct gaze, Fei Yuechan's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and her cheeks were quickly dyed with a blush.

"Smooth-tongued! Your head is full of lecherous thoughts!"

Fei Yuechan pushed Gu Yi's chest in a flurry and turned to walk towards her room, but her steps looked for all the world like she was fleeing in panic.