Yin and Yang Divided Within the Yin-Yang Monastery

"Cut it out!" Lin Xiaosu shot her a sidelong look. "Your thighs have filled out, so your face must have gotten prettier too... Senior Sister, could you sneak your mask off and let me have a look?"

"No!"

"Just one look. I'll keep your secret!"

"Why are you so determined to look? Would looking fill your belly like a bowl of rice?"

"Maybe more than one. After all, our flashy ancestors once said beauty could be feasted upon, but they never said how many meals it was worth..."

"You... If you have that much time on your hands, why not go flirt with the Springwater Palace disciples? Oh, was that disciple called Ding Ruoshui? The one rumored to have opened the Water Secret Realm?"

"That's her!"

"What's special about opening the Water Secret Realm?"

"Well... I haven't quite figured that out." Thick as Lin Xiaosu's skin was—as thick as a city wall—he could hardly tell her that a woman who had opened that secret realm was wetter in bed, could he?

He had no idea what this eldest senior sister had been in her previous existence.

But she was probably still a virgin now.

Why?

Previously, she had been skin and bones, enough to send men retreating outright.

Now she had filled out, but with her identity as the Demon-Faced Witch, how many men dared approach her?

So, by logical analysis, she was a virgin.

He couldn't get too raunchy with a virgin...

A voice came from ahead. "Praise the Venerable One of Boundless Longevity! What brings you two here?"

Lin Xiaosu raised his eyes and saw a Daoist in blue robes holding a horsetail whisk. With the whisk before his chest, the man bowed slightly as he addressed them. Behind him stood an ancient monastery: the Yin-Yang Monastery.

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