Where Did You Hide My Master?!

You Meiqiao was very happy to hear her disciple's report.

In her mind, since Bai Qiuran returned, it meant that her master had returned. You Meiqiao could hand over these complicated sect affairs to Su Xiangxue and then go out and have some fun.

So she immediately sent her disciple to invite Bai Qiuran over. Before long, the disciple arrived with people, and You Meiqiao quickly went over and personally opened the door for Bai Qiuran.

"Master."

She greeted him with a sweet smile, then her face stiffened when she saw Jiang Lan standing next to Bai Qiuran.

"Huh? Where's my master?"

She kept glancing at Jiang Lan, as if trying to confirm whether she was her master who had cultivated some kind of Spirit Transformation. However, Jiang Lan and Su Xiangxue's faces were clearly two different styles of exquisite beauty.

"Stop looking, that's not your master."

Bai Qiuran said to her, "Your master has gained some enlightenment and is in seclusion in Fusang."

"I've gained some insights..."

You Meiqiao's gaze swept over Bai Qiuran's body. As a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, she could naturally tell at a glance that Bai Qiuran had lost his Primal Yang.

It seems Master has succeeded.

You Meiqiao pondered silently, then asked with a smile, "So, who exactly is this young lady... this lady?"

"My wife."

Bai Qiuran replied.

"Ah?"

You Meiqiao tilted her ear and said, "Grandmaster, I might not have heard you clearly. What did you say?"

I said.

Bai Qiuran clicked her tongue and said loudly, "She's my wife, or whatever you call her—my wife, my wife, my dear wife, my lady... whatever you want to call her, that's the kind of relationship we have, understand?"

"Wife, wife..."

You Meiqiao glanced at the smiling Jiang Lan, then at Primal Yang Bai Qiuran, whose virginity had been lost. Lost in thought, she suddenly summoned her Magic Treasure, exclaiming with a mixture of shock, anger, and fear, "Qingming Sword Ancestor! What have you done to my master?!"

Why are you so agitated?

Bai Qiuran surprise.

What else can I do to your master?

You Meiqiao took a few steps back warily and asked in a low voice, "Where is my master?"

"He's in seclusion at the Fusang Immortal Palace, cultivating his skills."

Bai Qiuran glanced at Jiang Lan.

"After all, when it comes to cultivation level, comparing yourself to others is just asking for trouble."

You Meiqiao glanced at Jiang Lan, wondering what she was thinking, and put down the Magic Treasure with some skepticism.

"Oh, right."

She suddenly asked, "I addressed you as 'Grandmaster,' so why didn't you offer any further explanation?"

"As a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, shouldn't you be able to see this kind of thing at a glance?"

Bai Qiuran squinted, her tone still a little embarrassed.

You Meiqiao was stunned for a moment, standing there for a long time, before looking at Jiang Lan and saying, "It seems things are more complicated than I imagined."

"It's not as complicated as you think."

Jiang Lan stepped forward and extended her hand to You Meiqiao, saying, "Hello, young lady. You must be You Meiqiao, right? I've heard your master, Xiangxue, mention you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Lan, and I'm Qiuran's wife."

"Uh, um."

With a complicated expression, You Meiqiao shook Jiang Lan's hand, then cupped her hands and said, "Junior Mei Qiao greets Senior Jiang Lan."

"Your master had some insights during a conversation with me, and therefore went into seclusion to cultivate at my home."

Jiang Lan smiled at her and said, "She asked Qiuran and me to look after your sect during this time."

"Then thank you very much, senior."

You Meiqiao sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Qiuran noticed her tired appearance and asked, "Has something happened lately? You look so exhausted."

"It's still that inexplicable ghost story."

As she spoke, You Meiqiao welcomed the two into the house and personally served them tea.

"Recently, several branches of the Joyful Realm have been haunted, and many customers have been harmed. Some of the Vengeful Ghost are even beyond the control of some of our disciples stationed at the outposts. I can only try to transfer the central forces of the sect to support the various branches. I've also heard that many places in the Ten Lands of Jiuzhou have been haunted. The Righteous Path Alliance should be taking action as well. Senior Bai, are you unaware of this?"

My disciples did not tell me.

Bai Qiuran shook her head.

"Perhaps they think you don't need to bother with this kind of thing."

You Meiqiao looked at Bai Qiuran nodded and said, "Yes, I also think it's unnecessary."

"No, if that's the case, then it's actually necessary."

Bai Qiuran frowned and said, "If it's been haunted all this time, then it means one thing: something big has happened in the Ghost Realm."

Bai Qiuran and Jiang Lan stayed in Fusang for a period of time until no more Vengeful Ghost spirits appeared before returning.

They initially thought the Ghost Realm had suppressed the rebellion in the Asura Realm, but upon arriving in the Ten Lands of Jiuzhou, they discovered that perhaps Fusang was too remote and small, and most of the Vengeful Ghost hadn't gone there, while the farce in the Ghost Realm was mostly still ongoing.

Bai Qiuran looked at Jiang Lan, Jiang Lan nodded to him.

"Xiangxue told me to look after you, so why don't I let Lan'er and I handle it?"

Bai Qiuran said to You Meiqiao, "This speed is fast enough."

"This..."

After a moment's thought, You Meiqiao didn't stand on ceremony with Bai Qiuran any longer and said to the two of them, "Then I'll leave it to my master and... Senior Jiang Lan."

As she spoke, she took out a map and placed it in Bai Qiuran's hand.

Nighttime, in Willow Prefecture's Wu Kingdom, at a branch of the Joyful Realm restaurant, a man with a flushed face, stumbled out.

"Benefactor."

The girl's soft voice came from the Joyful Realm, sounding as if she were breathing in someone's ear, making one feel weak all over.

Come again next time!

"Definitely, definitely."

The man was already quite drunk, and he laughed loudly in another direction, "Next time you come, I'll book you for the whole night!"

"Really?"

The voice chuckled, as if scratching at the man's heart.

"Then I'll be looking forward to your performance!"

Having bid farewell to the girl in that Joyful Realm, the man stumbled and staggered his way home.

This Joyful Realm is said to be a branch of the Demonic Sect, a major Hehuan Sect. All the staff here are Cultivators, whose looks are naturally far superior to those of Mortals women. Moreover, they do not have the arrogance of Cultivators in their dealings with others, yet they can allow Mortals men to experience the thrill of conquering Cultivators. After the Joyful Realm opened here, it instantly stole most of the business from the city's Red-light District.

However, the forces behind these Red-light District dared not speak out against them, after all, the Joyful Hehuan Sect was backed by the Joyful Realm, and crushing them was easier than crushing ants.

Compared to the underground forces in the Red-light District, the ones who most like to cause trouble for the Joyful Realm in Willow Prefecture are actually those bald monks. The Headquarters temple of the Tiansheng Buddhism Sect, a sacred Heavenly Saint Buddhist Sect in the cultivation Cultivation World, happens to be in Willow Prefecture. The fact that the Hehuan Sect opened a shop here is probably partly a way of provoking their old rival.

However, these power struggles are none of a man's business. As a guest, as long as the girls here are pretty and sexy enough, that's enough for him.

"Next time I'm definitely going to book that Little Bitch for one night!"

Muttering incoherently, the man staggered along the deserted street, leaning against the wall. Recalling the smooth touch of the other person's skin on his hand, he suddenly felt a slight urge to urinate.

Of course, this City didn't allow urination or defecation in the streets, but the man was already dead drunk and didn't care about that anymore. He casually leaned against the wall, pulled down his underwear, and started urinating.

As the urge to urinate subsided, the man sobered up a bit. He shook his head, then looked up and suddenly realized that in the middle of the deserted street in front of him stood a woman in a long white dress whose face was completely obscured by her black hair.