CHAPTER 196: CHAPTER 161 HOW LONG DOES THE EFFECT OF THIS MEDICINE LAST?_1

Mo Li blinked, her delicate jade-like hand flipping through the various contents and illustrations.

Her eyes suddenly lit up as if she had discovered a new world. Her tongue lightly grazed her vermillion lips, and she felt a burning sensation gradually travel to her nostrils.

Then, her body shivered violently, a blush rising on her cheeks as she sat on the ground, her mouth slightly agape.

"So it can actually be done..."

"..."

She then gently squinted, placed the book back where she found it, and muttered to herself, Ninth Uncle went to Senior Sister’s room today to steal her bellyband, and now she comes here to look at this.

There must be some connection between the two.

The confusion in her eyes deepened, and an idea gradually took shape in Mo Li’s mind.

Could it be... she wants to take him by force?

At this thought, Mo Li’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a tide of complex emotions flooded her.

She clenched her teeth tightly against her thin lips, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

If this person is Dan Wulan, then it’s definitely possible.

Given Master’s personality, he would absolutely not refuse!

Suddenly, an uncontrollable, morbid sensation welled up in her heart. Mo Li extended her tongue and gently licked her red lips, her saliva glistening.

Master is to be touched by me alone; no one else is allowed to, absolutely no one!

Master is mine! I’m going to kill him, to play with him!

Mo Li rose from the ground, her cool eyes thoughtfully gazing at the book she had been holding, *Hundred Solutions Reversal Technique: Jianghu*. A slight, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips.

"I must strike first..."

’One Dream,’ huh? That should be a good thing.

"..."

The Longsword in her hand had already been replaced with a pair of scissors, their blades sharpened to a chilling edge.

SNIP—

「...」

After leaving the Sword Concealing Pavilion, Dan Wulan hurried to Mo Xingjian’s Mount Danxia.

Mo Xingjian looked at Dan Wulan with some confusion and said, "Ninth Junior Sister? What are you doing?"

Dan Wulan glanced around indifferently and then spoke openly, without any pretense, "Third Senior Brother, this Junior Sister needs a soporific drug."

A soporific drug?

Instantly, everyone looked at Dan Wulan strangely.

Mo Xingjian also wore a bewildered expression, surveying Dan Wulan and muttering, unsure what to say.

Seeing Mo Xingjian’s expression, Dan Wulan’s demeanor remained unchanged, as if she had already prepared an excuse. She replied without hesitation, "This Junior Sister needs to go on a trip and use the drug to knock out a group of Monster Beasts."

"..."

Mo Xingjian had a sudden realization. Ninth Junior Sister probably wants to venture into a dangerous place to find something. In that case, an ordinary soporific drug obviously wouldn’t suffice. For Dan Wulan to be so troubled that she needs a drug to incapacitate them, they must be at least a group of Refining Void Monster Beasts.

After a brief thought, Mo Xingjian rummaged through several drawers and finally took out a golden, branch-shaped object, boasting proudly, "This is called *Mesmerizing Soul Scent*. Its potency is the most extraordinary I’ve ever witnessed! You only need to light it gently. Even Peak Refining Void experts will succumb if they approach unprepared!"

"..."

Dan Wulan’s eyes brightened. She reached out, took the *Mesmerizing Soul Scent*, examined it for a moment, and then asked, "Third Senior Brother, how long does its effect last?"

Mo Xingjian pondered for a moment and replied, "Ordinarily, it should last for a few hours, more or less. After all, these are Refining Void beings; the effect won’t be extremely long. By the way, Junior Sister, where are you going?"

Dan Wulan didn’t answer Mo Xingjian, silently pondering, her heart full of doubt as her small hand clutched the incense.

A few hours? Will that be enough time? The book says one session takes two full hours... What if the drug wears off and Senior Brother wakes up early? But even if he wakes up, it has nothing to do with me. In fact, I want him to wake up! Will it be too painful? Still, I must be careful with everything, especially that woman, Mo Li. Despite her young age, she’s exceptionally troublesome.

Seeing Dan Wulan seemingly pondering something important, Mo Xingjian’s heart grew heavy. What could it be that drives this Ninth Junior Sister to seek it at any cost?

He sighed inwardly. Ninth Junior Sister’s cultivation level wasn’t achieved effortlessly; she fought for it every step of the way.

"Junior Sister, be careful on your journey! May you obtain what you desire!" After a long silence, Mo Xingjian sighed, speaking with utmost sincerity.

Obtain what I desire?

Dan Wulan turned around, a faint blush unknowingly creeping up her ears. She then said softly, "Wulan thanks Third Senior Brother."

Perhaps it was due to anticipation, but her purple robes fluttered in the wind, as if declaring her current mood.

Her figure turned and then vanished...

「...」

Su Bei leisurely returned to the Sword Sect with the three girls. He then personally escorted Sword Maiden back to the Sword Washing Pool, patted her small head, and said with a laugh, "Sword Maiden, train well tomorrow too."

Sword Maiden, amidst the envious stares of the other Sword Sect Disciples, enjoyed Su Bei’s gentle pat, her small face flushing red as she nodded vigorously.

Su Bei then bid farewell to Dan Wuque, waved at her, and turned to leave. Behind him, a buzz of conversation arose:

"Wow! Sword Maiden, where did you and Elder Su go?"

"To buy clothes and admire the festival lanterns? I’m so envious, *sob*!"

"I want to go too..."

"You mean all those who practice dancing get these clothes?"

"!!!!!"

Su Bei, treading on clouds with his hands clasped behind his back, brought Xiao Ruoching back to No-Sword Peak.

Seeing that No-Sword Peak was exactly as before, Su Bei smiled in satisfaction. As he walked into the courtyard and saw Mo Li diligently cultivating, his eyes filled with gratification. He gave a light cough, patted Xiao Ruoching on the head, and said, "Look at your Junior Sister, how hardworking she is with her cultivation! She has already reached Foundation Establishment!"

Xiao Ruoching curled her lips into a cold smile and said nonchalantly, "Is that so? Then Master should just teach Junior Sister. After all, this disciple is dispensable to Master anyway."

"..."

Su Bei looked at his troublesome disciple, his expression dark. When would my disciple be as considerate as others’? Massaging my back when I sit down, offering her lap for me to rest on when I lie down? What kind of nonsense is this?

He reached out his large hand and sharply flicked Xiao Ruoching’s forehead, huffing, "Go cultivate now."

Xiao Ruoching, huffing indignantly, rubbed her forehead. She glanced sideways at Mo Li, and seeing Mo Li’s lips seemingly curl in a disdainful sneer directed at her, she clenched her teeth and fiercely kicked at the snow on the ground.

After a whole day of strolling, she felt sticky all over, so Xiao Ruoching headed towards her room.

The next instant, a cry of alarm burst forth, "AH—"

Su Bei’s eyebrows furrowed. Without a moment to praise Mo Li, he hurried into Xiao Ruoching’s room, asking anxiously, "What’s wrong?"

As soon as he entered, he instantly saw a flash of dazzling white...

Then, a pillow flew at him. Su Bei quickly turned his back, saying helplessly, "What are you shouting about for no reason?"

I was just worried you were in some kind of danger!

Xiao Ruoching clutched the brocade quilt tightly around her body, her face burning red, her eyes brimming with misty tears as she looked at her Master.

This isn’t the first time he’s seen me exposed... She then lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, "Master... this disciple’s bellyband is missing."

Huh? Su Bei’s brow furrowed. How could a bellyband go missing? How could an outsider get onto No-Sword Peak?

"It’s alright, Master. I still have a few... Please go out. This disciple needs to change her bellyband."

Listening to the voice of his troublesome disciple from behind, Su Bei took a deep breath. He turned around again to look at Xiao Ruoching, who was wrapped in the quilt, and declared righteously, "Disciple, do not fear! Your Master is here to protect you! No one can enter!"

WHAP—

Another pillow flew his way, followed by clothes, then a worn bellyband...

Su Bei casually grabbed the thrown bellyband and rushed out, Xiao Ruoching’s voice calling after him again, "Master, give me back my bellyband..."

「...」

Cool snowflakes drifted down. Su Bei lifted his head, feeling their icy touch on the tip of his nose as he quietly watched the sunset’s afterglow.

In the blink of an eye, I’m already a master to two disciples. Although their personalities are different, and they often bicker and seem to harbor some terrifying thoughts about me, none of that matters! This comfortable life, with its touch of ordinary warmth, isn’t it exactly what I’ve always wanted? I thoroughly enjoy this tranquility. I’m not some rubber man driven to conquer the seas for treasure, nor am I a Jinchuriki constantly aspiring to become Hokage. I don’t care for a life of wandering or so-called thrills.

The evening breeze blew gently, and one could faintly smell the aroma of congee cooking.

Su Bei watched the distant, silver-haired figure, his lips curving into a soft smile. This second disciple of mine is quite good. Although her personality is quirky and somewhat beyond my control, it’s undeniable that the food she makes is truly delicious! I still savor the memory of that bowl of dumplings. Who wouldn’t like such a disciple?

Shaking his head to dispel these thoughts, Su Bei took a jar from his pocket, his eyes narrowing. He then rose and flew towards Red Dust Peak.

—This time, I’ve retrieved the evidence. Let Eldest Senior Sister deliver it to the Sacred Land.

Arriving at Red Dust Peak once more, Su Bei saw the large pits left by the two courtyards he had removed. He found it somewhat amusing that they had already been filled in. Then he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Wenren Pingxin, wearing a nightgown, sat before a low table in the twilight, her gaze lowered to the documents before her.

Looking up and seeing Su Bei, a glint of light flashed in her eyes. She casually inquired, "Bei Bei’s here? Did you get what you bought? Did you enjoy the Lantern Festival?"

Su Bei smiled, took out a small sugar figurine from his storage ring, and gently placed it on Eldest Senior Sister’s low table, saying softly, "We had fun. This is a gift for you."

Wenren Pingxin’s lips curved into a faint smile as she picked up the sugar figurine. It depicted two figures: herself and Su Bei.

"Why is it so ugly?"