Cold sweat broke out on Ye Sheng's forehead. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that, after enjoying so much gossip about others, he would one day become the subject himself.
He secretly shot Tang Yan a glare.
Despite the thousand objections raging in his heart, he could not voice any of them to stop Tang Yan from spilling his secrets.
As he thought this, Ye Sheng suddenly received an intensely forceful warning.
It undoubtedly came from Xi Tong, the supreme treasure attached to Tang Yan.
Ugh! That Xi Tong was far too overbearing.
Ye Sheng sighed inwardly, his face expressionless.
Meanwhile, the system deep within Tang Yan's sea of consciousness had already reported the juicy gossip it had detected about Ye Sheng.
Tang Yan sneaked a glance at Martial Uncle Ye's handsome, wooden face, struggling to suppress the grin threatening to spread across his lips.
Inside, however, he was already bursting with delight.
[Haha, Martial Uncle Ye looks so ethereal, but who knew he had a cross-dressing fetish! Whenever the night grows quiet, he likes taking out the clothes he's collected and putting them on.]
[Whoa, no wonder they call it cross-dressing! Turns out Martial Uncle Ye likes wearing women's clothes!]
[Because of this particular hobby, Martial Uncle Ye goes down the mountain every so often to buy a few of the latest, most fashionable women's enchanted robes.]
Ye Sheng: "..."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In an instant, Ye Sheng felt Li Rong's gaze beside him sweep over him like a searchlight.
Several piercing gazes also shot down from the void.
Infuriatingly, quite a few little brats below who were clearly asking for a beating had also turned their nosy eyes toward him, some openly and some covertly.
The most intense gazes belonged to Ye Sheng's two personal disciples.
His eldest disciple, Dong Yi, seemed to recall something. His expression changed abruptly, and his deep eyes fixed on his master's face.
Dong Yi knitted his brows and pondered inwardly.
Could the woman I met on Artifact Peak three years ago and fell for at first sight have been Master?!
His face full of teasing amusement, Li Rong secretly sent his friend a divine sense transmission.
"Say, Old Ye, no wonder you told me you didn't like those two men's enchanted robes I made for you. So you actually prefer women's robes? Haha."
Hidden in the void, Jiang Mei held back her laughter and teased him through a transmission.
"Senior Brother Ye, the Robes and Sashes Pavilion under my Jiang family has just released some new women's enchanted robes. The styles and colors are absolutely lovely. I'll have them send a few to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect sometime.
"You know, Senior Brother Ye, the enchanted robes from my Jiang family's Robes and Sashes Pavilion are unrivaled throughout Xianling."
Ye Sheng flushed and replied coldly through gritted teeth, only making his embarrassment more obvious.
"No need. I don't like them."
Jiang Mei secretly raised a brow. "Really?"
Xu You also spoke, unable to contain his amusement. "Junior Brother Ye, it's hardly some shameful hobby. No need to be shy. Haha."
While his fellow martial brothers and sister were still teasing the faintly blushing Ye Sheng,
Tang Yan's gossiping voice rang out again.
[Holy crap! Not only does Martial Uncle Ye like wearing women's clothes, he even likes putting on makeup in front of the mirror?]
[Huh? What did you say, System?]
The voice in their ears suddenly rose in pitch, leaving everyone intensely curious about what bombshell Xi Tong had told Tang Yan next.
[One night three years ago, Martial Uncle Ye put on women's clothes and carefully applied his makeup as usual. On a whim, he left the Peak Master's summit for a stroll, only to run into his eldest disciple, Dong Yi, who had also come out to admire the moon?!]
Momentarily stunned, Tang Yan asked tentatively.
[Don't tell me what happened next was that Dong Yi fell in love with Martial Uncle Ye at first sight?]
[Holy shit! He really did!]
The Peak Masters were dumbstruck. Huh? Th-this... (´｀;)?
The disciples: Holy crap! What a bombshell!!
Quite a few disciples who knew Dong Yi involuntarily glanced at him.
He clenched his fists, his gaze flickering as a dark gleam flashed through his deep eyes.
It really was Master!
I searched for that woman for three years, only to find... heh!
Dong Yi's brows lifted, his slender phoenix eyes taking on a sinister allure that lent a wicked edge to his delicate, somewhat feminine face.
Ye Sheng finally noticed that burning gaze and looked up at Dong Yi.
The latter's expression quietly changed, becoming obedient and harmless, as though that wicked-looking person had never existed.
Dong Yi smiled innocently at his master, who withdrew his gaze in satisfaction.
His lips curved slightly, and a dark gleam of determination flashed through his eyes.
Masters were meant to be bullied and defied!
Master, we have plenty of time ahead of us!
Beside him, Ye Sheng's second disciple, Yuan Bao, abruptly looked away at the sight.
His little heart pounded wildly in alarm.
Oh no! That senior brother of mine, all innocent outside and dark inside, has set his sights on Master!
Ye Sheng had only two personal disciples, Dong Yi and Yuan Bao, and the two had always been close.
Thus, Yuan Bao knew all too well what his eldest senior brother was really like in private.
Only an innocent little flower like their master, Ye Sheng, would be fooled by Dong Yi's obedient, harmless exterior.
[Martial Uncle Ye Sheng is a renowned beauty among men, not just in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect but throughout the entire Southern Region. Countless female and male cultivators fell for him back then, and even now, countless female cultivators are still in love with him.]
His fellow martial brothers and sister nodded.
That was true.
When he was young, Senior Brother—or Junior Brother—Ye had been the flower of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, gifted and beautiful.
Whenever he went out, flying swords, flying artifacts, and spirit boats would clog the skies.
Men and women alike loved tossing flowers and spirit fruits at Junior Brother Ye.
What they remembered most vividly was a period back then when, whenever Senior Brother—or Junior Brother—Ye left the sect,
a huge crowd of men and women would invariably show up with all sorts of gifts to declare their feelings for him.
Later, things became even more outrageous: he even attracted several cultivators from the Merfolk race, merfolk who had cultivated into spirit beings.
[I wonder if those female cultivators' rose-tinted view of their idol would shatter into pieces if they learned Martial Uncle Ye had such a bizarre hobby?]
The Peak Masters had no idea about anyone else.
But their own rose-tinted view of their Senior Brother—or Junior Brother—Ye had certainly shattered.
Li Rong glanced at his friend beside him, a man of exceptional talent and serene, noble bearing.
Then he imagined his friend wearing women's enchanted robes and greeting him with a coy laugh.
He suddenly shuddered.
Hiss! That image was too much. He dared not picture it!
Ye Sheng pressed a hand to his forehead, unable to stop sighing inwardly.
His wonderful image in the eyes of his fellow martial brothers and sister, and his lofty, stern image as a strict master in his disciples' eyes!
That little brat Tang Yan had completely ruined them today!
Ye Sheng felt utterly wronged.
He hadn't liked wearing women's clothes before. He had his reasons!
Just as he was thinking this, Tang Yan, who had uncovered some fresh gossip, immediately explained.
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