Chapter 4: The Perils of Beauty and an Old Pervert Master

Seeing their leader’s professional demeanor, the other two bullying girls quickly adjusted their postures, making their kneeling appear even more devout.

“Hmph, you don’t realize your mistakes; you only realize you’re about to die.” Having witnessed countless similar scenarios in her previous life, Luo Bingli instinctively knew what these three girls were truly thinking.

“No, we really…”

Luo Bingli, however, had no intention of listening to their explanations. Instead, she directly summoned the distant enforcement team.

When the fierce-looking enforcement officers arrived, Luo Bingli offered a concise explanation.

Understanding immediately dawned on them, and they sternly apprehended the three girls.

In a predatory place like Baihua Palace, it wasn’t that disciples couldn’t act against fellow members.

However, certain rules had to be followed. For instance, new disciples within their first three years enjoyed a ‘novice protection period.’ These girls daring to act this way was a direct challenge to the palace’s regulations.

Previously, their relative might have provided some cover, but with Luo Bingli stepping in, that relative would likely lose their position in the Enforcement Hall because of this junior.

Furthermore, only female cultivators of the same cultivation realm were permitted to engage in combat.

Had the bullied girl today been a disciple for more than three years, or had her tormentors been Qi Condensation cultivators, Luo Bingli would not have intervened.

Naturally, without exceptional circumstances, Luo Bingli would not have concerned herself with this matter at all.

Yet, upon seeing the girl’s heart-wrenching expression, Luo Bingli’s heart ultimately softened.

Every girl holds a place of tenderness within them. Perhaps this bottle of pills truly held immense importance for the bullied girl.

Approaching the girl, Luo Bingli gently placed the pill bottle into her hand. Under the girl’s astonished gaze, Luo Bingli offered what she hoped was a gentle smile.

“If this item is so important, you must take proper care of it next time, alright?”

“Th-thank you, Saintess adult…” With crimson cheeks, the girl shyly clutched the pill bottle, her face filled with bashfulness.

Observing the girl’s demeanor, Luo Bingli realized she clearly had no intention of consuming the third-grade pill. Yet, Luo Bingli also felt a pang of confusion.

Did the person who gifted the pill not even try to consider? Giving her something of that caliber was practically inviting bullying!

Shaking her head, Luo Bingli retrieved another bottle of pills from her storage ring. Their grade wasn’t high, merely first-grade healing pills, but for the girl, a single one of this level was more than sufficient.

The bottle contained ten pills, collectively worth only a hundred spirit stones, so there was no fear of them attracting unwanted attention.

“Here, cheap stuff. No need to cherish it.” After casually handing over the bottle, Luo Bingli paid no mind to the girl’s thoughts, heading directly towards Lily Peak, where her master resided.

Only Ye Xiaozi remained, staring blankly at the departing Luo Bingli, her small hands tightly gripping both pill bottles. She couldn’t help but murmur to herself, ‘There truly are many good people in this world. I never imagined the lofty Saintess adult would treat me like this. But why does the Saintess adult carry Bai-jie’s scent?’

‘Perhaps good people are simply drawn to each other! Maybe they even know each other,’ Ye Xiaozi mused. What she didn’t realize was that Luo Bingli and Bai Rusui had been so inseparable lately that Luo Bingli had practically ‘marinated’ in her scent. Unfortunately, Luo Bingli’s heroic act of saving the beauty had led Ye Xiaozi to completely overlook that detail.

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Normally, since Liu Ruyan was Luo Bingli’s master, Luo Bingli would naturally reside on Lily Peak.

Indeed, the former Luo Bingli had cultivated with her master on Lily Peak. However, ever since Luo Bingli became the Saintess of Baihua Palace, she had moved to Baihua Peak, the main peak of Baihua Palace.

Incidentally, the selection process for Baihua Palace’s Saintess differed somewhat from other sects.

While other sects considered a multitude of factors—talent, luck, appearance, intellect, temperament, and so on—Baihua Palace prioritized only one thing: beauty.

Beauty was justice, a principle upheld to the extreme in Baihua Palace. Consequently, a significant portion of historical Baihua Palace Saintesses were mere ‘vases.’

Yet, no matter how much of a vase they might be, they were invariably the most stunning women in the entire Baihua Palace. On the Beauty Ranking, the Saintess of Baihua Palace rarely dropped out of the top five.

Luo Bingli had attained the position of Baihua Palace Saintess solely by virtue of her beauty, and for the past three years, she had held the number one spot on the Beauty Ranking.

It’s worth noting that the second spot on the Beauty Ranking belonged to her master, Liu Ruyan. Even Bai Rusui ranked fifth on the Beauty Ranking.

However, even if Luo Bingli hadn’t become the Saintess, she had already planned to leave Lily Peak.

Simply because her master was truly…

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Staring at her master’s residence, Luo Bingli, now standing before it, hesitated to step forward.

She instinctively lowered her gaze to the exposed curve of her chest and the deep cleavage, then took a deep breath. She whispered to her skirt, “Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, can you let me change outfits? The person I’m about to see is an old pervert, and if I wear this, it’ll easily ignite that old beast’s lust. I’ll be ruined!”

Xiao Bai, as Luo Bingli called it, was the name of the skirt’s artifact spirit. The sword, on the other hand, was named Xiao Qing.

Earlier, just as Luo Bingli was about to toss these two items into her storage space, their artifact spirits abruptly awakened. Xiao Bai, like a sack, directly enveloped Luo Bingli, while Xiao Qing, with a single slash, pricked a tiny red spot on Luo Bingli’s finger, extracting two drops of blood, one for Xiao Bai and one for Xiao Qing.

Once the blood pact was complete, Luo Bingli learned the names of the skirt and the longsword. She also realized how ridiculously troublesome these items were; once targeted by them, she could forget about freedom for the rest of her life.

Currently, Luo Bingli found it impossible to alter her appearance. Xiao Bai directly restricted all illusion-based spells, and it even cleaned itself automatically, ensuring Luo Bingli always maintained her beautiful appearance. This meant her days of using disguise spells to trick people were over the moment she put on Xiao Bai.

As for Xiao Qing, it had just sliced apart several of Luo Bingli’s handy longswords, and now both the person and the sword were sulking.

“Hmm? Wait a minute! Didn’t you say she’s your master?” Xiao Bai’s voice rang out, tinged with shock.

“That’s right! She is my master, but my master is a lecherous person, indiscriminately. Let alone her disciple, I suspect she wouldn’t hold back even if it were her own daughter.”

“My goodness, only a few tens of thousands of years have passed, and the world has changed so much?”

Hearing Xiao Bai’s shocked words, Luo Bingli’s heart secretly rejoiced.

“Exactly, she’s an old beast, so…”

“No! As my master, you must always maintain the status and demeanor of the cultivation world’s foremost immortal maiden. Even if you were to be ravaged by hundreds of people in the next moment, your beauty and temperament as the number one immortal maiden must absolutely not be lost!” The other party’s voice was firm, but Luo Bingli nearly vomited blood. What kind of artifact spirit was this? It was utterly speechless.