Chapter 45: The Valley Master’s Arrival and Xiaoke’s Misfortune

Upon hearing Fang Yue’s question, Xiaoke obsequiously flattered, “Yes, indeed! My new master and Haotian Daoist Venerable hail from the very same place. They both come from there.”

“A man or a woman?” Fang Yue’s interest was piqued.

Xiaoke paused, then stated firmly, “They are a petite, soft, easily ‘toppled’ loli, though their psychological age is quite advanced.”

“Hmph!” Fang Yue snorted, “Haotian Daoist Venerable is becoming more perverse by the day.”

Xiaoke privately mused that he had always been that perverse; he just hadn’t revealed it.

“Alright, I’m tired after chatting for so long,” the elegant young woman said, a weary expression on her face.

“I will assess my disciple myself. In a few days, I’ll personally come to Hearth City to meet her, and coincidentally, Xiaoke’s master. I’m going to sleep now.”

Zhang Xiaoyou calculated the time. It should be broad daylight on their side. He looked at Fang Yue, speechless.

“What are you looking at?” The elegant young woman cradled her smooth, delicate face, complaining,

“After all, I’m already so old. I need ample sleep to maintain my skin. I feel like I’ve been getting wrinkles lately. Plus, I’ve been watching my diet to ensure I can achieve a perfect figure.”

Zhang Xiaoyou and Hua Wuque watched the young woman gazing into the crystal as if it were a mirror. They instinctively touched their own faces, silently weeping inwardly, unwilling to speak.

However, there was always a brave soul willing to face the bleak reality. Xiaoke nonchalantly remarked, “Your fate has been sealed by Haotian Daoist Venerable your entire life.

Where would you get wrinkles? Development is simply not going to happen for you.”

A low pressure permeated the air. Even through the crystal ball, Zhang Xiaoyou and Hua Wuque could feel the elegant young woman’s oppressive aura. They unconsciously distanced themselves from Xiaoke.

“Hehe, I’ll set off immediately.” The 18-year-old girl’s eyes glowed with a terrifying green light. “Wait for me, Xiaoke. I’ll make sure to give you an unforgettable welcome gift.”

Xiaoke looked utterly stunned. They felt their soul had already boarded the bus to heaven, assuming they were even eligible for such a destination.

***

It was around dusk when a despondent Xiaoke, dragging their exhausted body, was brought back by Zhang Xiaoyou. Wang Yu was utterly astonished. “Master, what happened?” she asked.

Zhang Xiaoyou looked at Xiaoke with sympathy.

“Don’t ask. Hundred Flowers Valley has agreed to come and meet her. Whether it works out depends on her fortune. Be especially kind to Xiaoke recently. You all should thank their fearless spirit of sacrifice.”

Yue Feng and Wang Yu remained bewildered, only nodding blankly. Yue Cai, however, had been continuously cheering Xiaoke on since their return, trying to lift their spirits.

Zhang Xiaoyou watched, deeply gratified. What a wonderful girl. He recalled how Aunt Fang was once just like this, but now… alas, it was too terrifying.

Thinking of Yue Cai becoming that person’s disciple, Zhang Xiaoyou felt a pang of worry. He patted Yue Feng’s shoulder. “Young man, cherish your current happy times.”

Yue Feng looked utterly confused, not understanding the meaning. However, for Yue Cai to have such an opportunity was incredibly rare, and he owed it all to Zhang Xiaoyou. “Many thanks, Elder Zhang. We will never forget such profound kindness.”

Zhang Xiaoyou chuckled, “It’s nothing, nothing. I’ve also gained a good disciple. It’s a win-win situation. It’s getting late, so I’ll be heading back now.”

Wang Yu, the young woman, and Yue Feng quickly bowed. “Farewell, Elder.” “Farewell, Master.”

After seeing Zhang Xiaoyou off, Wang Yu and Yue Feng exchanged glances, then looked into the house. A-Bao, that lazy pig, was already asleep.

Jerry was happily scampering about, but a mouse without a cat simply wouldn’t do. They’d find a Tom soon; Jerry would surely be even happier then.

Wang Yu’s gaze, however, turned towards Xiaoke. Although the young woman had tried her best to comfort Xiaoke, the effect was not ideal. Perhaps conventional methods wouldn’t work.

“Cai’er, let me handle this,” Wang Yu walked over and said to Yue Cai. “As their master, I cannot rest easy knowing they suffered such torment. Allow me to help them recover their spirits.”

Wang Yu spoke with such impassioned righteousness that even she herself didn’t believe it. But it didn’t matter; these words were meant for the young woman to hear.

Indeed, the young woman blinked. She still had great trust in Wang Yu. “Okay, I’ll leave it to Sister Yu’er.”

The young woman gently lifted Xiaoke and handed them to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu, smiling, gently took Xiaoke from the young woman’s hands. Then, she said to the young woman, “I’m going to another room to have a private talk with Xiaoke. You and your Brother Yue Feng can flirt for a bit.”

The young woman’s face immediately flushed crimson. She stammered, “Fl-fl-flirting, what are you talking about?”

Before she could finish, Yue Feng took her hand. Yue Feng teased, “It’s been a while since I had a private chat with Cai’er. This is a good opportunity. We should heed your Sister Yu’er’s words and flirt properly.”

Yue Cai, embraced by Yue Feng, was too shy to speak. Wang Yu pouted, grabbed Xiaoke, and prepared to carry them to the adjacent room. Just then, Yue Feng’s voice drifted over, “Don’t worry, your Sister Yu’er won’t escape either. I’ll go tease her in a bit.”

Wang Yu’s face also reddened slightly. Pretending not to hear, she closed the door and went to the next room.

In the other room, only Wang Yu and Xiaoke, one person and one beast, remained.

Xiaoke was still in a daze, but as a small shadow completely enveloped them, they jolted awake. They instinctively blurted out, “Those treacherous subjects always plot against me! Taste my grand self-detonation!”

“???” Wang Yu decisively cut off Xiaoke’s spiritual energy supply and casually gave them a ‘righteous little punch’ to clear their head.

Lifting Xiaoke, Wang Yu spoke in what she believed was a very gentle tone, “Xiaoke, look closely at who I am. If you can’t recognize me, I can help you wake up a little more.”

At this moment, Wang Yu had transformed into a little demon before Xiaoke’s eyes, with raging flames behind her and a large fork pointed at them. Xiaoke instantly sobered up, though it was from one nightmare into another.

Xiaoke trembled, saying, “Master, Xiaoke has successfully completed the mission and is here to report.”

“What was that just now?” Wang Yu, in a queenly manner, asked, “Tell me, what exactly happened?”

“Yes!” Xiaoke stood at attention and saluted, then replayed the entire incident vividly, just like a movie. This was a new function Wang Yu had unlocked after advancing further in her spiritual cultivation.

Wang Yu meticulously watched the entire sequence. “Scumbag,” she said with disdain.

Xiaoke also indignantly added, “Exactly! He’s a jerk, and he even made me take the blame!”

“No,” Wang Yu glanced at Xiaoke, “You brought that upon yourself. Don’t push the blame.”

“So, in a few days, that Valley Master will personally come to see if Cai’er is suitable to be her disciple.” Wang Yu pondered for a moment, then looked at Xiaoke. “You’re quite familiar with that Valley Master, aren’t you? Tell me about her preferences so we can prepare.”

“Preferences?” Xiaoke thought for a moment. “Does hitting people count?”

“If you want me to hand you over to her as a punching bag,” Wang Yu said with a smile to Xiaoke, “just say so. I’m sure she’d be delighted.”

“No, no, no!” Xiaoke shook their head desperately. “Let me think again. Allow me to consider it carefully.”

Under Wang Yu’s queenly gaze, cold sweat poured down Xiaoke’s body. “Oh, I remember! She likes, she likes, she likes men!” Xiaoke’s voice grew softer and softer.

“???” If Wang Yu hadn’t seen that video, she would have thought that Valley Master was… well, something else. Wang Yu calmly stated, “I’ve recorded your words. When she arrives, I’ll play it for her.”

“No, no!” Xiaoke cried, “I mean, she’s desperate to find a boyfriend and get married! She’s been a thousand-year-old virgin!”

Wang Yu stared coldly at them. “According to you, should I have Yue Feng use a honey trap to seduce that Valley Master? Should I dress up Yue Feng right now?”

“???” Yue Feng emerged from the adjacent room, looking smug. He had intended to surprise Wang Yu, but he felt his timing was off. It seemed his own woman was pimping him out. What was happening?