Su Han: Did I Just Walk into Pansi Cave?

Wen Min hesitated before speaking when Shui Yue pressed her for details.

"That room is not far from yours, Master. It used to belong to an elder."

"But that elder has since passed away, so it became vacant."

"And Little Bamboo Peak has not had any new elders promoted since then, so it has remained empty."

Shui Yue nodded at this.

She worried that her young disciples might be immature and especially curious about boys in their youthful innocence, but she was not worried about herself in the slightest.

After all, how could she possibly sneak into her own disciple's room at night?

Thus, Shui Yue spoke directly to Su Han. "Su Han, follow your Senior Sister Wen Min and take a look at that room first. Familiarize yourself with the way."

After saying that, Shui Yue turned to Wen Min again.

"At dinner, bring your junior brother to the dining hall. I will introduce him to the other disciples then."

With that, Shui Yue hurriedly turned and left, as though she had something urgent to attend to.

Wen Min cupped her hands toward Shui Yue's retreating figure.

"Master, this disciple understands."

Su Han also cupped his hands slightly.

Once Shui Yue had disappeared from sight, Wen Min said to Su Han, "Little Junior Brother, let's go."

"Mm."

Su Han nodded and followed Wen Min up the mountain along the bluestone path.

"Little Junior Brother, where are you from?"

"Little Junior Brother, why did Master take you as a disciple?"

"Little Junior Brother..."

Wen Min asked all sorts of questions along the way. Like a child with endless whys, she was immensely curious about Su Han, Little Bamboo Peak's only male disciple.

Su Han had lived two lives, after all, and had also been tempered by the harshness of society.

Handling a woman like Wen Min—who had joined Little Bamboo Peak at a young age, knew almost nothing of the world's dangers, and possessed such a pure heart—was naturally effortless for him.

So he answered her questions here and there, and before long, Wen Min had completely let down her guard around him.

The two of them followed the mountain path for roughly half an hour.

Only when they neared the summit did Wen Min stop and point at the bamboo house in the distance. "Little Junior Brother, there. That will be your room from now on."

After saying that,

she pointed to another room beside the bamboo house. "That is Master's residence."

Su Han nodded at Wen Min's words and looked around curiously.

A tranquil scene stretched before his eyes.

The bluestone path wound its way upward, while the bamboo house stood quietly in the distance, exuding an ancient, natural charm amid the emerald mountain scenery.

Several slender bamboo stalks swayed around the bamboo house, their leaves rustling softly.

A gentle breeze carried waves of fresh grass and wood fragrance, soothing his heart and clearing his mind.

In the distance, mountains rose and fell in endless layers, shrouded in mist like an ink-wash painting.

"Not bad."

Su Han gave a quiet compliment, utterly satisfied.

Before long, Wen Min led Su Han into the room and briefly introduced its layout, including the hot spring in the courtyard behind the house.

Wen Min's eyes were filled with envy. "Only elders used to be allowed to live in a room like this."

"I'm so jealous of you. You can soak in the hot spring every day, unlike us disciples, who can only heat water for baths."

Su Han smiled. "What is there to envy?"

"If Senior Sister wants to soak in the hot spring in the future, you can just come to me. I'll avoid the place when the time comes."

"Really?"

Wen Min's eyes lit up instantly as she looked at Su Han.

After all, throughout Little Bamboo Peak, only Shui Yue's room and this former elder's room were directly connected to hot springs.

But Wen Min did not dare visit Shui Yue's room too often.

If she could come to Su Han's room whenever she wanted, Wen Min would naturally be delighted.

"Absolutely. Would I lie to Senior Sister?"

Having received Su Han's confirmation, Wen Min immediately hugged him in delight and vigorously kneaded him.

"Junior Brother, you're the best."

"Se... Senior Sister, I... I can't breathe..."

Su Han felt his head sink into a patch of softness, his every breath filled with the fragrant scent of Great Snowberry.

Only when he was nearly suffocating did he struggle to raise his head.

Wen Min giggled and released Su Han. Then she looked up at the sky outside the window.

She directly grabbed Su Han's hand. "Little Junior Brother, we've seen the house. Now come have dinner with Senior Sister. We can't keep Master waiting."

"Mm."

Outside Little Bamboo Peak's dining hall.

Wen Min held Su Han's hand and led him toward the largest room at the very back.

The disciples they passed all cupped their hands respectfully toward Wen Min. "Senior Sister."

But without exception,

their gazes all fell upon Su Han, Little Bamboo Peak's only male disciple.

"Senior Sister, is this the male disciple Master just accepted? Our Little Junior Brother?"

"He's so cute! He looks like a porcelain doll!"

"I really want to hold him in my arms and give him a good squeeze."

"I've been on this mountain so long that I nearly forgot what men look like. I never thought we'd actually get a Little Junior Brother. Hehe."

"Little Junior Brother, come on, let Big Sister hold you."

For a moment, the disciples present were exceedingly enthusiastic, surrounding Su Han in the middle.

Feeling all sorts of softness and smelling all kinds of feminine fragrances, several dark lines appeared on Su Han's forehead.

After all, only his body was that of a child. His mind certainly was not.

At that moment, Su Han suddenly felt as though he had entered Pansi Cave and become Tang Monk's flesh.

Just then, a cold voice rang out. "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing that voice, the disciples immediately straightened up and respectfully looked toward the tall figure in the distance. "Greetings, Master."

Shui Yue nodded slightly, then said to Wen Min and Su Han, "Come."

"Yes, Master."

The two answered, then followed Shui Yue toward the largest room.

Unlike Great Bamboo Peak, which had only a handful of disciples and could have everyone eat together,

Little Bamboo Peak did not have an enormous number of disciples, but it certainly had quite a few. Naturally, a single room could not accommodate them all.

Therefore,

only Shui Yue's personal disciples were qualified to dine with her.

Before long, the three entered the room together.

Several disciples were already seated inside.

When they saw Shui Yue, they first greeted her respectfully, then looked at Su Han with equally curious eyes.

But with Shui Yue, their master, present, they did not dare swarm him as directly as the disciples outside had.

Soon, Shui Yue took her seat.

Wen Min picked up a tray beside her, upon which sat a cup of tea, and handed it to Su Han.

"Little Junior Brother, offer tea to Master."

"From now on, you will officially be Master's disciple."

Shui Yue said nothing, merely sitting upright and proper.

Su Han took the tray from Wen Min and respectfully walked to Shui Yue's side.

"Master, please have some tea."

Shui Yue nodded, accepted the tea Su Han offered, and took a sip.

With that, the ceremony was complete. Su Han had officially become a disciple of Little Bamboo Peak of the Qingyun Sect.

At that moment, Shui Yue looked at Su Han, then at Wen Min, as though she were considering something. There was a trace of conflict in her heart.

Forget it.

After quite some time, Shui Yue let out a quiet sigh in her heart.