These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu, however, sensed the hidden meaning in Ran Xinxue's words and pretended to be confused as he looked at her.

"What the sect leader meant by 'unbelievable' was that we survived? It was pure luck, after all, there was such a miraculous woman who saved us..."

Wei Tu naturally mentioned Luo Beihuang as well, and roughly embellished the whole plot as if they were trying their best to resist, and at the critical moment, a fairy descended from the sky to save them. This was also the story that the two of them had agreed on, and naturally concealed the fact that he knew Luo Beihuang.

As for whether Bai Youwei's mouth was reliable or not, Wei Tu wasn't worried at all.

After all, he also had leverage over Bai Youwei's identity, and if she spoke, it would result in a lose-lose situation.

Sometimes, even though the relationship may seem much closer, it's human nature to feel at ease only when there are tangible benefits involved.

Moreover, Wei Tu's trust in Bai Youwei was not as great as that of Su Mi and Jiang Ying.

Ran Xinxue naturally had no way of verifying those things, but she didn't really care. She didn't care how they survived. On the contrary, the deaths of those disciples made Ran Xinxue feel a little heartbroken. After all, the sect had spent resources to cultivate the disciples, and the deaths of more than ten of them at once caused a great deal of trouble and chaos.

She looked at Wei Tu.

"What I find incredible is that you didn't abandon Bai Youwei."

Wei Tu looked at Ran Xinxue with great surprise, "Sect Master, I am a loyal and righteous person, how could I abandon my fellow disciples?"

Ran Xinxue really wanted to laugh, but she held it back.

"Yes... I never expected you to be so loyal and righteous..."

The four words are quite emphasized, almost to the point of being sarcastic.

Seeing Wei Tu's helpless expression, Ran Xinxue nodded in satisfaction and then said.

"Now that you've returned with the Sunfire Grass, you've passed this trial. I believe the Ancestor will be quite satisfied. You... you'll soon rise to prominence."

Wei Tu stared intently at Ran Xinxue and shook his head.

"Compared to the Ancestor's reward... this disciple would actually prefer the Sect Master's reward."

Seeing the boy's slightly fiery gaze, Ran Xinxue's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling welled up inside her.

I can't tell if I feel disgusted or smug.

Her expression, however, was one of slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, and a perfectly placed blush even crept onto her cheeks.

"Didn't I already reward you? You're so young, yet you're already so greedy..."

Wei Tu innocently stepped forward, closing the distance between the two.

"Sect Master...it's just a piece of clothing..."

"That was also something I put a lot of effort into..." Ran Xinxue seemed to breathe a little faster because of the boy's approach.

Wei Tu's gaze seemed to grow increasingly intense.

"Of course, the disciples are reluctant to wear the clothes that the sect leader sews every day; they want to hug them to sleep..."

Just thinking about that scene made Ran Xinxue feel nauseous.

But she suppressed her disgust and put on a shy expression.

"Then... what other reward do you want from me?"

At this moment, Wei Tu had already walked up to Ran Xinxue.

His gaze seemed to greedily sweep over Ran Xinxue's entire body.

That direct look made Ran Xinxue feel genuinely disgusted.

But she knew that the big thing was about to happen, and she couldn't do anything that would affect the situation.

"This disciple... longs to touch the hands that sewed such perfect clothes, just how perfect they must be..."

Looking into Wei Tu's eyes, Ran Xinxue almost couldn't help but take action, but she took a deep breath.

She seemed shy and hesitant.

"It's just a hand... what's so interesting about it?"

But his palm was slightly raised.

Wei Tu immediately grasped Ran Xinxue's hand.

"Hey..."

Ran Xinxue seemed to let out a low moan of unbearable shyness, as if she was very embarrassed by the man's touch.

In fact, she wanted to cut off the hand of that lecherous young man.

Looking at the hand, Wei Tu reached out and gently stroked it, causing the woman's snow-white skin to tremble.

Trying to move upwards, Ran Xinxue struggled to pull her hand away.

"You can't go any higher, you're such a bad disciple."

Wei Tu, however, seemed to be blinded by beauty, greedily staring at the woman's delicate body.

"Then...may this disciple give the sect leader one last hug?"

Ran Xinxue's pupils contracted slightly, and her killing intent seemed to emanate from her.

But she tried hard to restrain herself, and even secretly pricked her thigh with her fingertip.

She stood there, head bowed, seemingly at a loss.

"How could your disciple make such a request of me..."

As if sensing the woman's weakness, Wei Tu stepped forward and embraced her curvaceous body.

What a beautiful scene it was, two pretty young people cuddling together.

However, Ran Xinxue's gaze turned into utter coldness and murderous intent behind the boy's back.

I could easily crush his back with a single palm strike...

But the smile on Wei Tu's face vanished the moment he hugged her.

He was only indifferent.

Such a beautiful neck, the sound of it breaking must be quite beautiful, right? PS: Please be less hostile and more tolerant when reading. Point out reasonable questions, and don't immediately refute others' criticisms of my work; it's really unnecessary. Just enjoy the book. I've never claimed my writing is exceptionally good, so please try to be rational. I will delete any offensive comments, so there's no need to argue with people right away. Enjoy your reading, everyone!

86 Senior Sister is here to help you

"Alright... I haven't seen you rest these past two days since you got back. Sit down first."

On Xiaoyuan Peak, when Wei Tu said he was going to cook, Lu Qingyan couldn't help but say something.

Wei Tu was stunned for a moment, then he saw the look in his master's eyes. His heart softened, and he smiled and nodded to sit down.

Although Lu Qingyan's expression remained as aloof as ever, Wei Tu could clearly see the difference in her gaze towards him.

The handsome young man said softly, "It's not that I don't want to rest, it's just that I need to take care of these things for my master. I still need to go back to the Medicine King Pavilion later."

Lu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously said...

"Aren't you going to move back yet...? Are you still angry with your master?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment, wondering what could have made him so angry... He realized he hadn't taken any of these things to heart, so he smiled and shook his head.

"It's not that I'm angry, it's just that preparing the medicinal bath and such is inconvenient and time-consuming, and we can't afford to make any mistakes, so it's better if I stay and watch over it."

"Medicinal bath... Why are you preparing that? Where are you injured? Let your master take a look."

Wei Tu had the urge to take off his pants on the spot, but looking at Lu Qingyan's eyes, which, though aloof, genuinely cared for him, he couldn't be so shameless.

"No... it's for Master."

"Prepare this for me... um..."

Lu Qingyan seemed to have thought of something and immediately turned her head to look out the window.

She didn't want her apprentice to see her somewhat embarrassing reaction at this moment; that would be too shameful.

But she still hesitated, deliberately keeping a cold expression on her face.

"Should we continue now...?"

"Of course, Master, the changes you've seen mean it's working, so we can't give up halfway."

While this was indeed the case, and Lu Qingyan herself had noticed these changes, it was just that...

After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but speak.

"Tu'er, I've been thinking about this these past few days since you left. I still feel... this kind of thing is not something a disciple and master should do..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, and Wei Tu even saw a blush rise on her fair and slender neck.

Wei Tu knew that these past few days she had probably thought back on the process of him training her body and felt that it was too ambiguous.

Looking back now, I realize I still couldn't get past the ethical and moral hurdles.

Wei Tu, however, smiled nonchalantly and said, "Then I won't see you as my master, and you shouldn't see me as your disciple either, right?"

Lu Qingyan immediately looked over.

"Say it again?"

Wei Tu had no doubt that if he repeated himself, the other party would directly whip him with that vine from Red Eyebrow Peak, which was said to be as thick as a child could hug.

He might even stab himself with a sword.

For Lu Qingyan, the master-disciple relationship between herself, Jiang Ying, and her was as important as family.

If that kind of relationship is gone, how should we exist?

Wei Tu naturally couldn't resort to force, so he simply spoke softly.

“Disciple was just joking… What I meant was that normally we are master and disciple. But when I’m helping you temper your body, Master, you can stop treating me like a disciple. That might make things a little easier.”

"But that's just deceiving yourself..."

"Although it is, it might be useful."

"If I don't treat you as my apprentice, what else can I treat you as?"

Seeing Lu Qingyan's rare confusion, Wei Tu knew that this woman only showed such emotions when it came to feelings, because this was something she herself had never experienced. Her awkwardness and ignorance about love was what made Lu Qingyan so endearing.

He clearly taught me like an elder, a truly qualified teacher.