13: Chapter 13 Master Liu Mei

Liu Mei's long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings before she slowly opened a pair of eyes as deep as the vast starry sky.

That gaze was as calm as water, yet possessed a piercing power that could see through everything. Her sight first fell upon Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui instantly felt an invisible, immense pressure envelop her, causing her heart to tighten and cold sweat to lightly seep from her back.

She didn't know where this feeling came from, but she instinctively felt a wave of palpitations.

"Shui'er,"

Liu Mei's voice was like jade beads falling on a plate, cold and pleasant to the ear, yet carrying an unquestionable authority. Every word struck clearly against Ye Xishui's heart. "You are not worthy of Long'er."

Her tone was flat and waveless, yet it was like the sharpest blade of ice.

Ye Xishui's entire body shook violently, as if she had instantly fallen into a ten-thousand-foot ice cellar. A bone-chilling cold spread from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.

She widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief, looking toward her Master on the high seat, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling and pleading:

"Master... please... please give Xishui a chance! In the future, Xishui will definitely be a good wife and will surely serve Junior Brother well!"

Liu Mei only gave a faint, cold snort; the sound was both contemptuous and detached.

She stopped looking at Ye Xishui and slowly closed those beautiful eyes that were enough to captivate all living beings, as if the words she just spoke were merely brushing away a speck of dust, not worth another word.

Liu Mei turned a deaf ear to Ye Xishui's pleas and promises; silence was the most thorough negation.

Seeing this, Tu Shan Xiaoxiao could not suppress a gloating sneer that curled at the corners of her mouth.

The person she hated most now, besides Ye Wushuang, was this Eldest Senior Sister Ye Xishui, who had snatched away her Senior Brother.

Now that she had caught an opportunity, how could she let it go?

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of contempt and irony, her voice deliberately raised with total mockery:

"Heh, forcing Senior Brother to marry you—and the result? You've brought humiliation upon yourself, haven't you?"

"Eldest Senior Sister, look, you can't even get Master's blessing."

"Even if you used schemes to get Senior Brother's body, so what? You will never have his heart!"

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's words were like poisoned needles, each one stabbing at Ye Xishui's sore spots. "If you ask me, if you know what's good for you, you should take the initiative to write a letter of divorce. While you're still young, hurry up and find another man to marry—that's the proper way."

"I truly feel that that Ye Wushuang is a match made in heaven for you, Eldest Senior Sister."

The last sentence she added was full of malicious insinuation and insult, her eyes looking at Ye Xishui provocatively.

Chen Zilong's pupils shook as he heard this, and he abruptly turned his head to look at Tu Shan Xiaoxiao.

This Junior Sister...

Didn't she always use her 'green tea' tactics on me?

How come she's turned all her firepower on Ye Xishui today?

And she's cursing so harshly!

This is practically offending someone to the death!

He was greatly shocked; if he were Ye Xishui, he would have drawn his sword on the spot!

As expected, Ye Xishui's rage was instantly ignited!

Her beautiful face flushed with extreme anger, her eyes filled with malice like burning ice flames, as she immediately lashed back sharply:

"Hmph! As expected of a dead vixen who was born to seduce other people's husbands! Your mouth is full of filth!"

"Only a shameless vixen like you is worthy of a filthy and lowly dog of a man like Ye Wushuang!"

"Because you two are essentially the same breed! Both are beasts in human skin!"

"Holy crap!" Chen Zilong was dumbfounded once again, his jaw nearly hitting the floor.

He ranted wildly in his heart:

"Is... is this still the well-educated, cold, and beautiful eldest daughter of the Ye family from the original novel?"

"'Dead vixen,' 'filthy and lowly dog of a man,' 'beasts in human skin'? This street-shouting posture is exactly like a battle-hardened auntie in a wet market!"

In an instant, the two women were at each other's throats!

Their mutual cursing had ignited a real fire, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder. It looked like things were about to spiral out of control.

Right then!

On the high seat, Liu Mei's closed, exquisite eyes suddenly snapped open!

There was no world-shaking commotion, but two invisible yet terrifyingly powerful pressures descended instantly, like towering mountains crashing down, accurately enveloping Ye Xishui and Tu Shan Xiaoxiao!

"Pfft—!"

Both women were struck as if by a heavy blow, their faces turning pale instantly as bright red blood seeped uncontrollably from the corners of their mouths.

Their bodies shook violently, as if pinned down by invisible giant hands, making even breathing incredibly difficult.

Liu Mei's eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, and her voice was like the collision of primordial ice, containing sky-toppling rage:

"You two rebellious disciples! Do you think your Master is dead? How dare you make such a clamor here!"

Before her voice had even faded, she abruptly waved her purple wide sleeve!

"Get out and reflect on your actions!"

An irresistible force instantly swept up Ye Xishui and Tu Shan Xiaoxiao, blasting them directly out of the main hall's doors like sweeping away two fallen leaves.

The heavy hall doors shut tightly with a 'bang,' isolating the inside from the outside.

Inside the hall, only Chen Zilong and Liu Mei remained.

Silence returned to the hall, with only the light purple spiritual mist flowing noiselessly.

It took a long while for Chen Zilong to recover from the shocking scene of that market-style shouting match.

Looking at the empty hall and the stunning Master on the high seat, a stronger sense of awkwardness and displacement welled up in his heart.

He had a persistent, strange feeling.

The woman who had been so tender and spent a beautiful night with him in the darkness last night seemed...

...to be this unattainable Master Liu Mei before his eyes.

As soon as this thought popped up, it gave Chen Zilong a strong sense of profanity and guilt!

This was simply the greatest disrespect to his benefactor and teacher!

However, beneath this absurd sense of guilt, an secret, forbidden excitement uncontrollably emerged from the depths of his heart.

After all, he was someone who had transmigrated from Earth's China.

In that era of information explosion, he had read many cultivation novels with themes of 'rebellious disciples pursuing their masters.'

He didn't reject such a setting; in fact, deep down, he even had a faint longing and...

...expectation?

"What a pity,"

Chen Zilong sighed silently in his heart, with endless regret and a trace of unwilling palpitation. "That woman last night... after all, wasn't Master."

"If... if it really were Master... how wonderful that would be..."

Because, for this peerless Master Liu Mei who was like a fairy from the Moon Palace, he had long been 'craving' her in the depths of his heart!

That desire hidden deep in his heart now became quietly scorching, like dry grass ignited by a spark...