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Xue Mu did not refuse.

Originally, he had intended to. It wasn't that he looked down on Qianqian—after all, it was just a bit of "full-service" pampering; had he not experienced enough of that? Reasonably speaking, having a girl like Qianqian, whom the martial artists of the Capital City currently obsessed over, fawningly serve him would be quite satisfying. But Xue Mu knew his indulgence was not for this moment. If everything continued to progress according to his goals, the person serving him in the future would be far more than just a famous courtesan; he was very confident in that.

The master and disciple had both insisted in unison that Qianqian should accompany him, and their indifferent attitude was certainly not feigned. They truly held that mindset, believing they should reward him with a woman, and it was definitely not a deliberate test. Yet, Xue Mu still knew that if he refused, it might actually make them quite happy.

No matter how much of a "demoness" one might be, a woman is still a woman; who doesn't like a man who keeps himself clean and disciplined?

But as his thoughts raced, he still did not refuse.

There was only one reason... his behavior had not been that of a saint or a gentleman, so refusing female company time and again would have been quite strange. Furthermore, since this opportunity was presented as "perfectly legitimate," refusing it now would reek of hypocrisy and suggest ulterior motives. Neither the master nor the disciple were fools; they might be happy for a moment, but once they reflected on it, they would develop a rift with him.

Currently, their relationship was at a very delicate juncture; showing his true self would make him seem more like "one of their own."

He returned to the bamboo building and professionally converted his conceptualized proposal for the Six Fan Gates into a written draft. He had only just finished half when Qianqian arrived.

Xue Mu looked up and smiled, saying nothing more.

A moment later, Xue Mu was submerged in a wooden tub bathing, while Qianqian, wearing only a bodice, stood behind him to scrub his back.

A pair of slender hands wrapped around to his chest, rubbing gently, then slowly moved downward, circling gradually with the utmost tenderness. A whisper reached his ears: "Master, is this comfortable?"

Xue Mu closed his eyes and gave a soft hum.

Qianqian lightly nibbled his earlobe, her fragrant tongue tracing it as she murmured, "Qianqian is truly grateful to you, Master. Your brilliant plan, turning the clouds and rain, single-handedly raised me to my current status... I truly don't know how to repay you. When the Sect Master told me to come and accompany you, I don't know how happy I was."

Qianqian was already the top courtesan of the Hundred Flowers Garden; in terms of appearance alone, she was absolutely top-tier. At this moment, her soft, murmuring words and fawning manner could melt any man's heart.

Xue Mu felt no rush; he simply smiled, stood up, and dried himself off.

He discovered that he was even calmer than before; this kind of seductive charm was almost useless on him. It wasn't that he had lost interest in women, but rather that the situation was incredibly frustrating... As a "poison-man," that milky-white fluid of his could absolutely cover an ordinary person in boils. He had watched with his own eyes as Qianqian took a pill before she began her soft, tender ministrations...

In an instant, all his interest vanished. His first time in this world... and it was played out like this...

He could even clearly perceive that someone was watching his "live broadcast" from outside.

A ridiculous thought bubbled up in Xue Mu's mind: Should this be called... a moment to witness a "prostitute-acle"?

Qianqian clung to him, and as she helped him dry off, her fragrant tongue trailed down from his chest, moving slowly downward...

Not far outside the window, two figures stood on the bamboo tips, quietly watching the debauchery within. After a long while, the two figures let out a soft "hum," the meaning of which was unclear.

After a while, Xue Qingqiu spoke in a low voice: "He has a strong desire for control; the fact that he enjoys this kind of submissive service suggests that such a man will often be unwilling to live under others."

Yue Xiaochan watched quietly for a while before saying indifferently: "What does that have to do with me? In any case, his intentions are not on me; I am too young."

Xue Qingqiu sneered: "Whether his intentions are on you is not important, as long as your intentions are not on him."

Yue Xiaochan sighed: "Even if my intentions were on him, would Master be willing to kill him?"

Xue Qingqiu was silent for a moment and was about to answer, but Yue Xiaochan suddenly spoke first: "I'm just saying, I don't think much of him anyway. He's always leering, and his mind is never on anything good."

Xue Qingqiu swallowed the words she had intended to say. Not knowing whether to believe her disciple's claim, she changed the subject: "Chan'er, this time heading south, do not easily go off and provoke others. The priority is to collect the Star-Forget Stone and the Chess-Cloth Star-Net Array. Yin Ye has already laid the foundation; you just need to continue following that. This is the greatest plan for our sect moving forward. If anyone is blind enough to block you, kill them; if a sect blocks you... slaughter their sect."

Yue Xiaochan was somewhat surprised: "That's not what you said before, Master. Didn't you say to take four or five years and do it slowly in the shadows?"

"In short, there have been changes regarding the Six Fan Gates. In the future, the Star-Net may have unimaginable uses; it will not just be a way for our Star Moon Sect to exchange information. It might even be a change in the world's landscape and the cornerstone of our Star Moon Sect's rise."

Yue Xiaochan clicked her tongue: "It must be that Xue Mu has some new ideas again. Hmm... Chan'er will not let you down."

Xue Qingqiu suddenly smiled: "It sounds like your desire to put his ideas into practice even outweighs your obedience to your master's orders?"

Yue Xiaochan stuck out her tongue: "No way."

Xue Qingqiu did not press the issue, instead saying: "Actually, you leaving early, while intended to avoid him, also happens to align with his wishes, doesn't it? He also does not wish to become emotionally attached, so he would rather you leave. Looking at his behavior, do you not feel it?"

Yue Xiaochan froze. She, who had always been so proactive and lively, fell silent for the first time. After a long while, she suddenly laughed out loud: "It's a pity that his 'path of desire without emotion' isn't in the Joyous Union Sect."

Xue Qingqiu shook her head: "No, he is different from the Joyous Union Sect. If he has a path, it is closer to our sect. As he said, demoness and demon-man, a match made in heaven."

Inside the room at this moment, Qianqian had finished her oral service and was now gracefully enduring Xue Mu's conquest. The sounds of debauchery drifted leisurely into the night sky. Both master and disciple fell silent to listen for a while, their expressions both amused and inscrutable. After a long time, Yue Xiaochan curled her lip and said: "Can't tell, that broken constitution of his is actually quite formidable."

Xue Qingqiu did not pick up on that topic, her voice dropping lower: "Chan'er..."

"Yes?"

"The rivers and lakes are treacherous and full of crises; who knows how many geniuses have fallen tragically. But anyone who wants to step onto the path to the peak must undergo such tempering. Master will not follow you, nor will I send anyone to protect you, otherwise, you would lose your essence. Do not blame Master for being heartless..."

Yue Xiaochan watched the room quietly and said softly: "I know."

"However..." Xue Qingqiu paused for a long time before sighing: "You are too young."

You are too young... Yue Xiaochan's eyes gradually narrowed. Inside and outside the room, the same words from two different people overlapped at this moment, each with different meanings, yet leaving endless aftertastes. Her thoughts drifted for a while, and she sighed slightly, suddenly saying: "Master, is he also afraid that once he becomes emotionally attached, he will become a prisoner, and his heart will no longer be under his own control?"

Xue Qingqiu nodded: "Without a doubt. A rational person like him does not disbelieve in emotion; he only fears sinking into it."

"Since that is the case, why not try to capture him?" Yue Xiaochan's gaze became increasingly strange: "Although I am too young... but Master could do it."

Xue Qingqiu did not scold her disciple for talking nonsense; instead, she fell into silence. After a long while, she said: "I told you long ago that seducing men is not something you or I need to do ourselves. Since he is lustful, sending Qingqing or Meng Lan would be about the same. Even if it's a loss, I'll just consider it a reward from This Seat to him."

Having said that, she turned and drifted away.

Yue Xiaochan watched her master's back. Even though she could no longer see anything, she watched for a very, very long time. Suddenly, she laughed out loud and muttered to herself: "My fearless master, this time she is actually afraid of losing herself..."

At that very moment, a high-pitched, delicate cry came from Qianqian inside. Yue Xiaochan's gaze turned back to the room, her legs imperceptibly pressed together, her voice becoming even fainter: "This time... I really have seen a man to the point of..."