395: Chapter 395 Murder! Master has murdered someone!

The afternoon sun shone through the wide window lattices into the main hall, warm and bright.

Chi Wanhe started shouting as soon as she entered, her pink skirt fluttering with her movements:

"Revered Master! Those people are going too far! Saying that you and Lady Shi Ji are having an affair... and saying that we are plotting against the Holy Land!"

Qin Zhaoxue sat composedly to one side, her smoky green gauze dress gleaming with a soft luster in the sunlight. She raised a hand to signal Chi Wanhe to sit, handed her a cup of warm tea, and said in a gentle voice:

"Senior Sister, calm down. It is obvious that someone is stirring up trouble behind the scenes."

She looked at Ling Hao in the main seat: "Revered Master, is it the Ji Family?"

Ling Hao leaned back in the main seat, the tea cup in his hand curling with steam, his expression as calm as usual.

Du Yuqing stood by his side, one hand resting on his shoulder, silent. Her black cross-collared waist-length ru skirt accentuated her upright figure, and those eyes, usually as calm as water, now revealed a hint of coldness.

Lu Changning sat to one side, her lotus-colored dress making her appear even more gentle. She took small sips of tea, her gaze drifting towards Ling Hao from time to time, only to quickly lower her eyelashes; today, however, there was a strange glint in those eyes.

Lin Xiwei walked in from outside, the hem of her moon-white merfolk silk dress gently brushing as she moved.

She nodded slightly to Ling Hao, sat down opposite him, and said: "Revered Master, the Disciples below have sent word; those spreading the rumors are a few old remnants of Wan Shou Mountain led by Zhang Chengyue, and there should also be some Ji Family Disciples involved."

Ling Hao sipped his tea, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "Clowns, no need to pay them any mind for now. Tomorrow at the meeting, everything will be revealed."

He put down the teacup and his gaze swept over the women: "Tomorrow they will surely want to find an excuse to test our strength."

His gaze landed on Chi Wanhe: "Xiao He, Revered Master asks you, if someone questions your strength, what should you do?"

Chi Wanhe puffed out her chest and clenched her pink fist: "Beat them until they shut up!"

Ling Hao chuckled: "That is it. Tomorrow, if there is a fight, just fight."

The women exchanged glances, Battle Intent igniting in their eyes simultaneously.

—These past few days, idling on Canglan Peak, their hands had long been itching.

Ling Hao rose, walked to Chi Wanhe, raised his hand to rub the top of her head, and said softly: "Go and prepare. Tomorrow, let the White Rock Holy Land witness the strength of our Moonshadow Sect."

The women nodded and were about to disperse when Chi Wanhe suddenly remembered something, tilted her head, and looked at Ling Hao: "Revered Master, do you really not have an affair with Lady Shi Ji?"

Ling Hao paused in his steps.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

Qin Zhaoxue, who was about to rise, stopped, her gaze landing on Ling Hao's face with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Du Yuqing had no expression on her face, but her eyes drifted elsewhere. Lu Changning's hand holding the teacup shook, and the tea nearly spilled.

Lin Xiwei, Xia Yingying, and Yue Xinxi looked bewildered.

While Shui Liuli hid in the corner, covering her mouth to stifle a laugh.

Chi Wanhe looked at one, then the other, her eyes full of confusion: "Why do you have such expressions? Do you all think so too? That Revered Master has an affair with Lady Shi Ji?"

She turned to Ling Hao: "Revered Master, you say no, but why are the Junior Sisters' reactions so strange?"

Ling Hao met the few elusive gazes cast his way and answered: "No."

It was really no, Ling Hao had a clear conscience!

"Revered Master, then what was that you gave us to drink?"

Qin Zhaoxue suddenly spoke, the corners of her mouth lifting, "That 'stone heart jade marrow' from yesterday... it was breast milk, right? Lady Shi Ji's?"

She paused, looking at Ling Hao, "It couldn't be Sect Leader Shi's, could it?"

Du Yuqing's gaze turned back, landing on Ling Hao's face, also waiting for an answer. Lu Changning looked up, her clear eyes full of curiosity and... a little something else.

Ling Hao: "..."

Lin Xiwei sat to one side, frowning slightly. She had gone through Reincarnation once, and it had been too long; she didn't have much memory of the word "mother," and the taste of that breast milk was all too unfamiliar to her.

Yue Xinxi stood by the window, also looking surprised, and licked her lips; it seemed it really was? She, too, had experienced too much, and that taste had long since blurred into the dust of a thousand years.

Xia Yingying blinked innocently; there were no shadows of parents in her memory, she had never tasted it, and she knew even less about what "the taste of breast milk" was.

Only Chi Wanhe widened her eyes suddenly, the rich, milky fragrance from yesterday exploding in her mind—

"So that really was..."

She gasped, "Lady Shi Ji's..."

Her gaze towards Ling Hao instantly became incomparably complex: "Revered Master, you can even get your hands on this? The rumors outside saying you and Lady Shi Ji have an affair are really true!"

"No." Ling Hao was expressionless.

"Then where did this breast milk come from?"

"Traded for it."

"Traded?" Chi Wanhe's gaze became even more subtle, "Revered Master, what did you use to trade for this?"

"Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring."

Chi Wanhe was incredulous, "Revered Master, are you that thick-skinned? You asked Lady Shi Ji for it directly?"

Ling Hao opened his mouth, then closed it.

—What could he say? Say that at the time he didn't know what it was, just thought it tasted good and asked for it? Only found out later that it was actually breast milk?

Qin Zhaoxue gently pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth seemingly unable to be suppressed. Du Yuqing's mouth seemed to twitch slightly, and Lu Changning had already turned her face towards the window...

Chi Wanhe clapped her hands: "Fine, now it's impossible to explain. Revered Master, you say you don't have an affair with Lady Shi Ji, but she even gave you this; do you think we will believe you?"

Ling Hao swept his gaze around, meeting the peripheral vision of his Disciples. With those gazes mixed with complex emotions like "I knew it," "Revered Master, you should just confess," and "No wonder it tasted so good," he only felt a vein on his temple throbbing.

Ling Hao took a deep breath and said slowly. "Enough."

He raised his hand, "It's enough that you drank it; why think so much?"

Chi Wanhe tilted her head, tapping her chin with her finger, and muttered to herself: "That's not right, Lady Shi Ji's breasts are so big, Revered Master, do you really not want to make a move? Or is it that you didn't have time..."

Before she had finished speaking, the Disciples, whose gazes had been looking elsewhere, all cast curious looks simultaneously.

A vein on Ling Hao's forehead throbbed again. "Thinking so much? All of you go Cultivate!"

Chi Wanhe pouted aggrievedly: "We are going to Cultivate, but what about you, Revered Master? Are you going to find Lady Shi Ji now?"

"..."

Ling Hao gritted his teeth, "You can't go three sentences without mentioning Lady Shi Ji! I think you really need a beating!"

Chi Wanhe's eyes lit up: "Is it the kind of spanking from behind, *pa pa pa*?"

Ling Hao forced a smile onto his face, then instantly restrained it. "Yes."

The next moment, a scream came from the courtyard. "Murder! Revered Master is committing murder!"