In recent days, the Wandao Sect has been exceptionally lively due to the approaching 20,000th birthday celebration of the Sect Master.
The sects, dynasties, and families invited to congratulate were too numerous to count, and for a time, the entire mountain gate of the Wandao Sect was filled with a lot of noise.
Lu Jin’an was equally busy.
The elders of various factions were hosted by Zeng Suqin, the Deputy Sect Master in charge of the Taisu Hall in Wandao Sect, but the younger generation had to be entertained by Lu Jin’an, the senior disciple.
Early in the morning after finishing his exercises, Lu Jin’an walked out of the bathhouse of Qingyi Palace to the outer room. He looked at the uniform neatly folded on the rack and then at the empty laundry basket beside it.
The training clothes he had changed out of had disappeared once again.
In the past few days, he had naturally noticed the oddity of this detail. It wasn’t that the clothes had completely vanished, but he hadn’t worn the same pair of underpants again.
It couldn’t have been the work of the four Little Demonic Beasts from the Taichu Hall, as neither Master nor Senior Sister would allow it.
So the ’black hand’ was either Master or Senior Sister.
Lu Jin’an felt that Senior Sister was more likely, but he didn’t say much about this matter.
If you want to steal, then steal, what could he do?
Donning the formal brocade robe of the Direct Disciple, Lu Jin’an was just about to tie his hair when his gaze shifted. He retrieved the Water Cloud Crown given to him by Zhu Nanzhi, put it on, and then pushed open the door to leave Qingyi Palace.
"Senior Sister?" Lu Jin’an called out, looking at Mu Qingyue leaning against a column in the corridor not far away.
Dressed in a white dress and with her eyes covered by black cloth, Mu Qingyue, as always, exuded a cold and aloof aura, though her fair face was slightly red.
A funny thought involuntarily popped into Lu Jin’an’s mind: A blind person peeking at someone bathing.
"Junior Brother." Mu Qingyue nodded lightly, her hands behind her back gently pinching the underpants balled up there. Her icy voice carried no fluctuation.
"What are you doing here?" Lu Jin’an asked as he walked, subtly glancing behind her.
Mu Qingyue calmly lowered her hands, having already stored the underpants into her wrist-mounted storage space.
Mu Qingyue kept pace with him, "Today, I’m accompanying Junior Brother to entertain the guests."
Lu Jin’an quickly understood, realizing that Qingmiao Palace was indeed arriving today.
Strolling out along the water pavilion corridor, Lu Jin’an looked at Pei Wanyu, who was leisurely trimming flowers and plants, "Master."
"All washed up?" Pei Wanyu looked at the freshly cleaned Lu Jin’an with a smile, "Are you tired?"
Lu Jin’an shook his head, "They’re all friends, so I’m not tired."
"That’s good~" Pei Wanyu handed the scissors to Qiu Ye and walked to him, adjusting his collar before asking, "Where’s the Jade Pendant I gave you?"
Lu Jin’an hastily took it out, but Pei Wanyu already took it and squatted slightly to tie it on his left waist. "Even in the sect’s uniform, you must wear it to nurture your spirit, remember~"
"I remember." Lu Jin’an nodded obediently.
"All done." Pei Wanyu stood up and patted the head of her good disciple, "Go ahead and get busy."
Lu Jin’an bowed quickly and turned to head down the mountain.
Mu Qingyue was about to follow silently when Pei Wanyu pulled her wrist, "Wait a moment."
The difference in strength was evident, forcing Mu Qingyue to stop and turn around without a word.
Only after Lu Jin’an left and Pei Wanyu dismissed Qiu Ye and Dong Han did her gaze turn sharp as she looked at her ’daughter’, "Do you really need to steal every day now?"
"Can’t live without stealing?"
"You didn’t steal before!"
"I used to be afraid of scaring Junior Brother, but now... Junior Brother has feelings for me."
"You..." Pei Wanyu wanted to say something more but then saw her ’good daughter’ suddenly raise her right hand, revealing several pairs of different colored underpants, "Do you want one too? I can offer you a pair... just don’t mention this matter again, okay?"
As she spoke, Mu Qingyue seemed a little hesitant and reluctant, then she picked out a pair of moon-white underpants, "I can give this one to you."
Pei Wanyu looked at her ’good daughter’ in internal chaos. Did she think her mother was as peculiar as she was?
She had only ever imagined her good disciple stealing her underpants, but never imagined stealing her good disciple’s...
Taking a deep breath, Pei Wanyu released Mu Qingyue’s wrist, waving her away helplessly, "Go on, go on."
Mu Qingyue was eager for Pei Wanyu not to want them, so she quickly stowed the underpants and was about to move on, but—
"Wait a minute." Pei Wanyu stopped Mu Qingyue once more, "Why were you giving me that particular pair?"
Mu Qingyue pressed her lips, "When Junior Brother wore those underpants, he didn’t sweat much; they have the faintest scent..."
"Go, go, go!" Pei Wanyu urgently shooed her away, increasingly speechless inside.
Such an extraordinary older sister, how did she raise a daughter who wouldn’t even spare her ’Junior Brother’s underpants’?
Pei Wanyu never imagined that after scolding Qingyue that day, she would launch an ’attack’ in this way...
With another sigh, she suddenly looked out into the distance, and because of her ’good daughter’, the speechlessness in her heart vanished into pure joy.
Pei Wanyu stretched her graceful figure, walked to the steps, and looked in one direction with anticipation, "Will a fight break out directly..."
"The only ones left among the Five Sects and Seven Schools are Tianyan Pavilion and Qingmiao Palace."
"They’ll definitely arrive today, why the rush?"
"I want to see Qingmiao Palace, I wonder about their new Saintess..."
"Shhh—have you forgotten this has to be kept from Senior Brother..."
"I know, but since Qingmiao Palace is arriving today, I couldn’t help but mention it... Uh, greetings, Senior Brother!"
Lu Jin’an from Taichu Peak nodded and smiled politely, hearing "Qingmiao Palace Saintess" and "keep it from Senior Brother," he quickly understood what was going on.
Master thought he didn’t know Zhu Nanzhi’s identity, so she instructed others to keep the matter of the ’new Saintess of Qingmiao Palace’ from him.
It’s because Master wanted to observe his panicked look in a chaotic scene... She just enjoys the fun so much.
Reaching the peak where guests were welcomed, Lu Jin’an had just saluted Zeng Suqin when he saw a flying boat resembling a White Jade Palace cutting through the clouds, descending slowly towards the peak.
Lu Jin’an’s eyes brightened, as he naturally recognized the flying boat from Qingmiao Palace.
"Qingmiao Palace has arrived—"
In the resonant voice of a certain Emcee Elder, the White Jade Palace slowly landed, and from the open palace door, led by Qingmiao Palace Master Xiao Yinruo. She glanced lightly at Lu Jin’an and then became concerned.
Because standing beside her, Zhu Nanzhi still had that untouchable and cold demeanor, not showing any excitement at seeing her ’husband’ again.
’So composed? Or did cultivation have some mishap?’
Xiao Yin was contemplating, and Zhu Nanzhi was enduring.
Finally seeing her longed-for husband again, she desperately wanted to rush over and embrace him with kisses, but thinking about her plan to have her ’husband cause the Cold Saintess to fall’, she forcibly restrained her impulse.
Yet, Zhu Nanzhi thought again, what if her husband saw her lack of joy at their reunion and decided not to pay attention to her?
In contemplation, Zhu Nanzhi tried to soften her expression, but the next second, she saw a silver-haired, black-cloth-covered woman in white embrace her cherished husband from behind, her cold voice unmistakably carrying a tone of petulance—
"Junior Brother~ why didn’t you wait for me?"