Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Gu Tangyin harbored a thousand grievances at heart.

What do you mean, she invited him?

She clearly came here to kill him!

She had seen countless talents at the Huayue Mansion, and why would she be interested in this small corner’s Chen... wait...

Gu Tangyin suddenly realized,

even among the mansion’s geniuses, someone as stunning as Chen Ye was probably few and far between.

But regardless of all that,

this Lin Jin truly inherited her master’s cunning, always insults.

”Jin’er, stop your nonsense.”

Chen Ye flipped the roasted meat in his hand, the Spirit Beast meat sizzling under the Spiritual Fire, with drippings bursting into alluring scents in the flames, enticing the little girl to swallow her saliva frequently.

He sprinkled a pinch of secret Spirit Fragrance, speaking slowly:

”My discernment isn’t that poor. This Taoist Friend Gu is all about fighting and killing, as hard as a stone from a latrine, doesn’t understand a bit of romance?”

”Oh...”

Jin’er nodded, half comprehending, seeing her master’s signal, she understood, waving her fair small hand.

The rough vine stuffed in Gu Tangyin’s mouth withdrew, leaving only a circle of red marks.

”Cough... cough cough...”

Gu Tangyin gasped heavily, her chest burning with pain. She stared fiercely at the calm young man, wishing she could hack him to pieces with her gaze:

”Chen Ye... you demon! If you want to kill then kill, why use such disgraceful means to humiliate me!”

”Humiliate?”

Chen Ye brushed off the spice remnants on his hands, walking to the tree-hung Gu Tangyin, smiling playfully.

”Miss Gu, it seems you haven’t figured out the situation.”

”It was your Huayue Mansion that aggressively set up the death formation, aiming to kill us master and disciple. Now defeated and captured, how can you blame me instead?”

”In victory as kings, in defeat as dirt, I have no words!”

Gu Tangyin slightly raised her chin, though her clothes were torn and she was in a sorry state, she still maintained a proud demeanor,

”But I am Huayue Mansion’s hidden dragon! If you dare treat me as a Tripod Furnace, my master, and the Nascent Soul Ancestor from our Huayue Mansion will raze your Linsong Valley to the ground, making you suffer worse than death!”

She wasn’t unafraid of death.

But she feared more the wicked means Peak Master Chen might subject her to.

Gu Tangyin considered herself beautiful, often pursued by male cultivators, let alone Chen Ye who hasn’t seen much of the world?

”Oh! Master, what is this big sister talking about?”

Jin’er exclaimed surprised, covering her small mouth, innocently saying,

”What is a Tripod Furnace? Is it a stove for roasting meat?”

Gu Tangyin froze.

And then Jian Qingjun seriously explained to Jin’er:

”Silly Jin’er, don’t you know? She means Master is interested in her! And will kiss, hug, and lift her high!”

Jin’er nodded in sudden realization, yet asked confusedly,

”Oh... But she isn’t even half as good-looking as Senior Sister, let alone compared to Master. Where does she find the confidence that Master would fancy her? Is this what those mortal scripts refer to as... ugly people causing trouble, delusional in love?”

Zhiwei, busy checking the Storage Bag nearby, couldn’t help but laugh, covering her lips.

As for Qing Jun, she wholeheartedly nodded in agreement:

”Uh-huh, Jin’er is right, she’s not good-looking, not even a tenth as good as Master! I think she’s playing hard to get, trying to trick Master so that Master becomes her Tripod Furnace! Master, you have to be smart, don’t let the bad woman succeed!”

”You... you all... puff!”

Gu Tangyin already suffered a backlash, her Qi-blood surging, listening to the two girls’ exchange she nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

She, a stately hidden dragon, adored by countless male cultivators, was being described by two immature girls as playing hard to get, lusting after men?!

”Utter nonsense! Ridiculous!”

Gu Tangyin steadied herself, then gritted her teeth to retort, but couldn’t resist glancing towards Zhiwei standing aside.

Wait...

This girl’s attire is plain, but it can’t hide her purely beautiful look, along with the otherworldly Sword Intent, like a proud plum blossom in snow, unstained by mortal dirt.

Even if Gu Tangyin was proud of her beauty, facing Zhiwei, she oddly felt a sense of defeat and inferiority.

She... was indeed greatly lacking compared to her.

Then looking at Chen Ye,

a young man with a graceful and refined appearance, his aura naturally harmonious. Even amidst this bloody Chaotic Scene, he seemed like an Exiled Immortal appearing in the world.

To be fair, Gu Tangyin had seen countless so-called privileged nobles and talented youngsters in the Huayue Mansion, but if only discussing looks and demeanor, none could match this master-disciple pair!

”Damn it...”

Gu Tangyin felt her heart sink, a wave of embarrassment crawling onto her cheeks.

Because she sadly realized, if putting aside oppositional stance, purely judging appearances... the little girl’s words were indeed true.

Her previous staunch refusal and proud demeanor really **did** resemble... a delusion.

This realization was even more humiliating than a direct slap in the face.

But it wasn’t her fault!

Chen Ye is a Demon Cultivator, while she is a Righteous Fairy, would one still need to guess what happens when a Fairy falls into a Demon Cultivator’s hands?

”Enough, Qingjun, Jin’er, speak no more.”

Chen Ye interrupted his disciples’ mockery, walked to Gu Tangyin, casually pulling a piece of the demon vine binding her, twining it around his fingertip,

”Taoist Friend Gu, you needn’t be so tense. I’m not interested in your body, in my eyes, you’re merely a sparkling Spirit Stone mine.”

Gu Tangyin was stunned, bewildered saying: ”You... what do you mean?”