Chapter 160: The Bootlicking Immortal Lord Who Wants to Live Off a Woman.26

With a face like that, no wonder his daughter had that lovestruck, spring-blossom look in her eyes.

In the entire Cultivation World, people who looked like this were rare. When someone like him suddenly appeared, it was hard not to be captivated.

According to Wang Gang, Mingyue had only met this little junior brother twice, and she was already so warm and friendly with him. It was clear she liked him quite a bit.

But then again, daughter… if we’re being honest, aren’t you just lusting after his body?

At that thought, Elder Su actually felt a little guilty looking at Shen Xiuyan.

With a warm, caring smile, Elder Su asked a few more questions. The back-and-forth gave him a decent first impression of Shen Xiuyan.

So far, the kid didn’t seem to have any major issues. The rest would just have to be left to time.

He smiled kindly and said, “You youngsters go ahead and chat. I’ll take my leave.”

“Take care, Master.”

“Take care, Elder Su.”

As soon as Elder Su left, Wang Gang burst out excitedly, “I can’t believe we both got into Biluo Peak. This is amazing!”

“Yeah.”

Wang Gang beamed. “It’s all thanks to you, little junior brother. Oh right, Master just gave me this month’s disciple allowance. I’ll split it with you. I heard Direct Disciples get way more than regular ones.”

He hurriedly pulled out his storage pouch.

Shen Xiuyan raised a hand to politely decline. “No need. Senior Sister already gave me mine.”

Wang Gang: “……”

He took a deep breath and asked weakly, “How much did she give you?”

Shen Xiuyan: “Fifty high-grade spirit stones?”

Wang Gang’s face instantly went blank. He stared at Shen Xiuyan with dead-fish eyes, speechless.

Shen Xiuyan felt a little creeped out by the stare. “What’s wrong?”

Wang Gang said bitterly, “I’m a Direct Disciple and I only get forty high-grade spirit stones a month…”

Shen Xiuyan smiled slightly, a touch smug. “Maybe Senior Sister likes me more.”

With a dramatic wail, Wang Gang lunged at him. “Junior brother, my dear junior brother, teach me your ways! Ten extra high-grade spirit stones! I want that too!”

Shen Xiuyan looked at his face, then shook his head with pity. “I don’t think I can teach you.”

Wang Gang looked aggrieved. “Why not?”

Shen Xiuyan touched his own face. “Your hardware’s just not good enough.”

Wang Gang: “……”

He knew it. He never should’ve asked.

Senior Sister had only met this little junior brother twice and was already treating him like this. What else was there to understand?

People, at their core, are just driven by attraction.

He figured he’d probably never get the chance to live off a woman in this lifetime.

Wang Gang touched his own face with regret and let out a long sigh.

After sighing, he finally had the chance to look around Shen Xiuyan’s room. One glance was enough to see it was completely different from his own.

Noticing Wang Gang staring at his room, Shen Xiuyan couldn’t help but boast a little.

“Nice, right? Senior Sister decorated it.”

Wang Gang couldn’t take it anymore. He threw his arms around Shen Xiuyan. If he couldn’t live off a woman, he could at least cling to someone who could!

“Junior brother, if you ever strike it rich, don’t forget your senior brother!”

Wang Gang had finally figured it out. His junior brother had a real shot at living the sweet life on Biluo Peak. After all, it looked like Senior Sister really had feelings for him.

Shen Xiuyan smiled. “Sure, sure. But whether you benefit or not depends on how clever you are in the future.”

Wang Gang’s eyes widened in disbelief. No way—did junior brother actually like Senior Sister too???

“I was just joking. Wait… junior brother, you seriously want to live off her?”

Shen Xiuyan replied with righteous confidence, “Why not? My stomach’s weak. Why shouldn’t I eat soft rice?”

Wang Gang: “……”

Fine. You’re louder, so you’re right.

He asked in a small voice, “Do you really like Senior Sister? You’ve only met her twice.”

Shen Xiuyan pouted. “So what if it’s only twice? I liked her from the first time I saw her.”

His tone was full of pride.

“Ah…” Wang Gang scratched his head, dumbfounded.

“Senior Sister’s so beautiful, like a little fairy. She’s kind and sweet. What’s so strange about liking her?” Shen Xiuyan clenched his fist. “I want to become her Dao Companion!”

Wang Gang: “!!!”

Too intense. This day was just too intense. So junior brother really did like Senior Sister.

It felt like he’d uncovered a huge secret again. But this time, he finally understood—this wasn’t a one-sided crush. It was mutual!

How wonderful. Suddenly, he believed in love again.

Love should be this pure, this spontaneous.

He would protect this sweet romance—not at all because he wanted to ride junior brother’s coattails.

He patted his chest with conviction. “Don’t worry, junior brother. Your senior brother will help build the path to your love!”

Shen Xiuyan patted his shoulder. “A promising student indeed.”

“I’ll head back first,” Wang Gang said, deciding he needed to go digest all this explosive news on his own.

*

At the break of dawn the next day, Su Mingyue and Ning Cui were just about to head to Heaven-Reaching Peak when that charming little flying boat appeared again.

When Ning Cui saw it, she wasn’t even surprised.

Since the Ancestral Master had sent the boat to bring them back yesterday, it made perfect sense for it to pick them up today…

After all, she wasn’t the only one going—Senior Sister was going too.

With a helpless sigh, Ning Cui stepped onto the flying boat once more.

The scenery of the Thirty-Two Peaks blurred past like flowing time, vanishing in an instant.

Disciples from various peaks, up early for morning lessons, once again saw the flying boat gliding between the mountains.

Though it had only been a day, they were already getting used to it. After all, the Sect Leader had informed everyone yesterday that the flying boat was the Ancestral Master’s personal artifact, used only to transport disciples assigned to clean Heaven-Reaching Peak. No need to panic.

Still, it was the first time so many disciples had been this envious of Biluo Peak.

All eyes followed the white trail left by the flying boat across the sky, filled with longing.

As expected of the Ancestral Master’s artifact—so powerful it completely ignored the restrictions of the Thirty-Two Peaks.

So jealous of those two disciples from Biluo Peak. Why was the Ancestral Master treating them so favorably?

At this point, Su Mingyue and Ning Cui had already made a name for themselves on the Thirty-Two Peaks, though the two of them were so busy every day they hadn’t even noticed.

The flying boat swiftly descended into the courtyard of Heaven-Reaching Peak.

The courtyard had already been set with tables, chairs, and a spread of delicious food. The Ancestral Master was seated there, watching them.

The two girls quickly disembarked and greeted her, “Ancestral Master.”

“Hmm, you haven’t eaten yet today, have you? Come, have a bite.” Ning Cui rubbed her eyes—sure enough, the Ancestral Master was just as kind and gentle as she had been yesterday.

But it didn’t make sense. How could someone change so drastically, so quickly?

She couldn’t help but glance at her senior sister again, and the suspicion in her heart began to solidify.

Su Mingyue’s eyes lit up at the sight of the feast laid out before them. She thought of the bold words she’d said to the Sect Leader yesterday—now she wasn’t so sure she could follow through.

With their own thoughts weighing on them, the two of them walked over.

Staring at the table full of delicacies, neither of them knew where to start. They now understood just how precious these things were. Even if they were nothing to the Ancestral Master, the girls still hesitated to take the first bite.

Shen Xiuyan tapped the table. “Don’t just sit there, eat.”

The two exchanged a glance, then slowly sat down. Their eyes swept across the table before finally settling on the smallest fruit. They each took one and bit into it.

Something this small should be fine… right?

Shen Xiuyan noticed Su Mingyue looked like she had something on her mind and asked, “What is it? Is there something you want to tell me?”

Su Mingyue, touched by the Ancestral Master’s thoughtfulness, nodded almost instinctively.

There was only one chance. If she didn’t say it now, she knew she wouldn’t have the courage to bring it up again.

So Su Mingyue bit her lip and said, “It’s just… the spirit fruit I brought back yesterday—my father and the Sect Leader really liked it. I was wondering if I could take one more back today. I don’t need to eat any of this, just one fruit to bring home would be enough.”