The Prankster Boy

Amid the vast river of stars, an exquisitely crafted moon-white immortal boat drifted slowly along the stellar waves.

Inside the immortal boat, a man and a woman sat facing each other.

The woman had gentle brows and eyes, her beauty clear and otherworldly.

Looking at the young man across from her, his cheeks puffed out, she smiled indulgently and lightly poked his forehead.

"You always love playing pranks."

"Do you know that if the trick you planted on that man had truly gone off, it could have crippled his cultivation outright?"

The young man immediately curled his lips, his face full of disinterest.

"Who told him to stare at Senior Sister with those lecherous eyes? If his cultivation got crippled, he deserved it!"

The woman let out a helpless chuckle and said no more, merely sighing softly.

"You usually love excitement most. It's been hard on you this time, being willing to come out with me for some fresh air."

They had originally followed their master to the Lieyang Immortal Sect to inquire about the Divine Ruins Ancient Land.

But after staying for only a short while, the burning gazes cast their way by those disciples had made them uncomfortable all over.

So they simply let their master remain in the hall to discuss matters while the two of them secretly piloted the immortal boat out.

"Senior Sister, I do like excitement, but the way those people look at us is really unbearable."

The young man wore a sour expression, his face full of disdain.

"Every one of them acts as though they've never seen cultivators from a higher sect before..."

The woman comforted him gently.

"This is your first time traveling outside with the sect. Once you see more of it in the future, you'll get used to it."