"Ling'e told me about it. She said you get nervous around women in front of other people."
Jiu Jiu sat on the railing of the Treasure Ship, a Large Gourd on her back, gently swinging her feet. Behind her was a dazzling array light barrier. She held several Fermented Spirit-Bean Pills in her hand, casually tossed one up, tilted back her head, and opened her mouth...
With an "ah-woo," she crunched it loudly.
"Though this Martial Aunt admits she doesn't have much feminine charm, I'm still a woman more or less. So I endured it and didn't come play with you."
Hearing this, Xiong Lingli lowered her head and looked at the muscles covering her entire body. Silently, she lowered her head further and hugged herself tightly.
Li Changshou, meditating in the corner, could not help letting out a bitter laugh as well...
Martial Aunt, did you perhaps have some misunderstanding about feminine charm?
So Ling'e had given her instructions beforehand. Li Changshou felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
He had not doted on this dear junior sister for nothing.
Decided!
From now on, there was no need to use a Paper Daoist to monitor Ling'e. Just before he returned to the mountain, he would use a Paper Daoist to take one look at what Ling'e was doing.
If Ling'e was slacking off and daydreaming instead of cultivating properly, he would reward her with ten years of confinement, making her enter seclusion to raise her realm.
If Ling'e was carefully dressing herself up, bathing and changing clothes, he would reward her with five hundred copies of the "Steady Character Scripture," straightening out her misguided thinking.
If Ling'e was eating roast meat in the Spirit Beast Pen, then... he would close the door and give her a beating.
Ahem.