When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

"Kneel down!"

The roar was like thunder that echoed throughout the Discipline Hall. Several disciples on both sides fell silent, kneeling down in unison, holding their breath and bowing their heads, as frightened as quails.

Before long, only a tall and slender figure remained in the center of the hall.

The young man possessed an elegant and refined appearance, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall, striking figure. Faced with the elder of discipline's overwhelming rage, he showed little reaction, simply placing his hands behind his back, his index fingers lightly tapping his palms, a casual gesture.

"Chu Xianlan!" Seeing that he didn't kneel, the Discipline Elder's gaze was fixed on that man: "You've trespassed into the forbidden area of ​​the Taiyi Sect, violated the sect's restrictions, and are unruly and rebellious, refusing to change your ways despite repeated admonitions. What else do you have to say!"

Chu Xianlan began, "I..."

"Shut up! This is a done deal, how dare you try to deny it!"

Chu Xianlan smiled.

To be frank, I've wasted my breath.

A young healer kneeling on the ground trembled as he raised his head: "Elder, please calm down, there is indeed a misunderstanding! We were just gathering herbs in the forest when we got lost and encountered danger. Fortunately, Senior Brother Chu happened to pass by and helped us. He was only trying to help us..."

"Hmph, just passing by?" The Discipline Elder flicked his whisk, stirring up waves of spiritual energy. Before he could even figure it out, his mouth was filled with cold air.

"Tell me, what would a weapon cultivator like him be doing, neither gathering herbs nor hunting beasts, just passing by the edge of the forbidden area?! Taking a stroll?!"

"This..." The young healer truly didn't know, and the scene became quite awkward.

Chu Xianlan rubbed her temples and sighed silently to herself.

Don't underestimate the poor and elderly.

At your age, you're still acting like a scoundrel. How stingy!

Within the Taiyi Sect, any disciple who makes a mistake must be sent to the Discipline Hall for trial. Chu Xianlan used to be a frequent visitor to this place, so he naturally knew that the stubborn old man in front of him did not like him.

This time, however, he really didn't cause trouble on purpose.

The story begins an hour earlier. Chu Xianlan was taking a nap by the window when she was suddenly awakened from her dream by a chill.

In the dream, several of my fellow disciples were captured by demonic beasts, and they cried so loudly it shook the heavens and the earth.

Normally, Chu Xianlan would never have paid attention to such a strange dream; she would have just yawned and forgotten about it.

A few days ago, he dreamed that his senior sister Zhu's precious spiritual herb was taken away, pot and all. When he woke up, he felt it was absurd. Everyone knew that senior sister Zhu was the tyrant of Baicaotang. Who would dare to steal her flower? They must have a death wish.

Chu Xianlan didn't take it seriously at all.

Who would have thought that at noon that day, Senior Sister Zhu's angry shouts echoed throughout half the sect—that pot of spiritual herbs had truly vanished without a trace.

This is not finished.

A few days later, he dreamed that his best friend Xiao Huandu was distracted while flying on a sword and was knocked into a pool by a fat crane that was running wildly. The splashing water flowed down three thousand feet.

Chu Xianlan was amused by the scene and laughed to herself for a while.

But as soon as he pushed open the door, a dark shadow, like a shooting star, fell straight down from the horizon and plunged into the pond.

Holy crap.

He froze on the spot.

Could it be a ghost? Does he really possess the ability to foresee the future?

With no time to worry about her friend's safety, Chu Xianlan turned around and went back into the house without saying a word, lying down and closing her eyes as fast as she could in her life!

Life is a gamble!

With a do-or-die determination, Chu Xianlan was determined to foresee the outcome of the sword competition a few days later in her dream—to see whether the Heavenly Sword Sect or the Profound Sun Sect would win!

Then rush to the casino and bet your entire fortune, becoming rich overnight! It's just around the corner!

Unfortunately, he was being too optimistic.

That night, Chu Xianlan slept soundly without any dreams. The next few days were peaceful, during which she dreamed of other things, but she didn't verify any of them, and the matter of the strange dreams was left unresolved.

Sure enough, how could he possibly have such a good opportunity? He should just wash up and go to sleep.

However, this time was far more serious than the previous two minor incidents. With lives at stake, Chu Xianlan had no time to ponder the truth. Almost the instant she opened her eyes, she jumped out of bed and rushed off along the route from her dream.

The events in my dream came true once again, exactly as predicted.

As for trespassing into the forbidden area, it was purely an unintentional act during the fight. At that time, they were fighting and retreating, and by the time Chu Xianlan reacted, her foot had already stepped into the barrier's range.

One kick and he ascended to heaven.

The entire Discipline Hall mobilized, and the Discipline Elder almost tripped and fell flat on his face while flying on his sword because he wasn't wearing shoes. Everyone surrounded the forbidden area as if facing a formidable enemy. They saw Chu Xianlan supporting her injured fellow disciple, looking completely innocent. Several demonic beasts, bound hand and foot with demon-binding ropes, were lying at her feet. Only then did she realize that she had been tricked.

It really takes a lot of time, effort, and emotion.

"It's a misunderstanding," Chu Xianlan said sincerely. "I can explain."

After hearing his so-called explanation, the disciplinary elder twitched his lips. "So you're just saying whatever comes to mind from your dream?"

Chu Xianlan thought to herself: Tsk, it really is true.

The two stared at each other, neither believing the other. Chu Xianlan prided himself on respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and it wouldn't be right to anger the old man to the point of injury. It would be better to back down for now. He raised his hand to rub his chin and casually flicked his sleeve:

"Alright, I confess my sins."

A hint of smugness flashed in the elder's eyes. "You're smart enough to know your place. Then quickly accept your punishment."

Chu Xianlan narrowed her eyes. "I wonder how the elder plans to punish me this time?"

As usual, it was nothing more than copying the clan rules by hand, practicing swordsmanship upside down at the Cliff of Repentance, and shoveling the droppings of the cranes.

These words were exactly what the Discipline Elder wanted to hear. He flicked his sleeve, and a line of words appeared in mid-air: "According to the sect rules, anyone who trespasses into the sect's forbidden area..."

"One hundred lashes of the Spirit Whip."

Immediately, cries of "No, no, no!" rang out in the hall.

"Elder, you absolutely mustn't!"

"Senior Brother Chu's crime doesn't deserve this. A hundred lashes would at least leave him bedridden for half a month, or even damage his meridians. He did this to save us; it's a wrongful conviction. If anyone should be punished, it should be us!"

The elder's determination was welded to his face: "Ninety-nine."

Now, Xiao Huandu, who had been watching the commotion from outside the door, squeezed in and chimed in, "Yes, yes, although Xianlan doesn't seem like a good person, she's actually a scoundrel. She's stingy, petty, and heartless, always trying to squeeze every last penny out of her. But she saved someone first, so her good deeds and bad deeds cancel each other out. Let's just let it go."

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, because as soon as she did, Chu Xianlan kicked Xiao Huandu.

"Ninety-eight, nothing more to say."

"Ahem, ahem, please reconsider, Elder. If something truly terrible happens, it will be difficult to explain to Immortal Lord Jixue..."

"Shut up, all of you!" The Discipline Elder slammed his fist on the table in anger. "One lash! No more haggling! This isn't a market!"

Everyone immediately fell silent.

In any case, compared to a hundred draws, this result is just a moment of anger, a mere formality.

"This disciple's misconduct has disgraced our master and dishonored our sect! Yi Chen has not yet emerged from seclusion; am I not allowed to discipline this unfilial disciple on his behalf?" The elder, still furious, glared at the troublesome young man. "Don't you know your master is in seclusion deep within the forbidden area?! Your reckless intrusion will disturb his peaceful cultivation; who will bear the responsibility then?!"

When the name was mentioned, all was quiet.

Immortal Lord Jixue, also known as Yi Chen, is Chu Xianlan's master who has been in seclusion for five years.

Chu Xianlan is used to being carefree within the sect, and she is also the most talented prospect of this generation. If you want to temper her arrogance and calm her mind, perhaps only Yi Chen in the whole world can do it.

As expected, Chu Xianlan trembled at the mention of her master, as if she had become a different person.

Someone whispered, "Senior Brother Xiao, what's wrong with Senior Brother Chu?"

"He's out of ideas," Xiao Huandu said with worry.

The young man in the center of the hall put away his carefree expression and revealed a long-lost respectful demeanor, even slowly lowering his hands that had been behind his back.

"This disciple accepts the punishment."

Her voice was calm and even, without any hint of nonchalance. Her long eyelashes drooped, concealing her amorous eyes, and a small, pale mole could be seen under her brow through the stray hairs on her forehead.

"That's more like it... huh?"

Just as the elder of discipline was about to sharpen his whip and lash out at the pigs and sheep, he was taken aback to find that the whip in his hand was covered with a thin layer of white frost.

At the same time, Chu Xianlan was about to bend down to receive the blow when he suddenly felt a chill spreading out of thin air around him, accompanied by a gentle spiritual force that steadily supported the back of his knees, causing his heart to skip a beat.

Then, everyone heard a clear and deep voice, "My disciple needs no one else to discipline him."

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【Eating Guide】

A 1v1 relationship where both the protagonist and the character are pure and innocent, featuring two male leads (two men in a romantic relationship), a change in the master-disciple dynamic, an older man/younger woman dynamic, and a happy ending.

1. This is a completely fictional story set in an ancient Chinese cultivation world. It is not a typical cultivation novel, so please do not compare it to other works.

2. My writing is not very good, and there are many personal interpretations. Please refrain from being insensitive or argumentative. Extreme fans of certain pairings should proceed with caution. Those who do not accept side pairings (related to the main plot but not taking up space with the main pairing) should also proceed with caution. Those who dislike ambiguous or drawn-out relationships should also proceed with caution. No malicious intent, please move on if you don't like it. Thank you for your understanding.

3. You can save your brain, but if you're looking for mindless entertainment, proceed with caution.

4. In reality, there is no master! Really! Being! A! Master! Disciples will grow and have more opportunities. The romance is pure love, the true master-disciple relationship slowly changes, like a gentle stream, they are each other's only one. The overall plot is lighthearted, so don't take it too seriously.

5. Hope you enjoy reading! Feel free to add it to your bookshelf if you like it! There are already two completed ancient-style cultivation novels on my homepage, so you can read them with confidence.

Levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Deity Transformation, Mahayana, Tribulation Transcending

The cover is a commissioned piece; character designs will be posted in the book's community or author's notes! =3= Love you all!