[Host, I dug up some more gossip about Ye Sheng. Want to hear it?] the system drawled.
Tang Yan's eyes, which had been fixed on Xiao Jixue, suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly replied.
[Quick, quick, spill!]
"?!" Everyone else perked up again. Hehehe, who would have thought there was still more juicy gossip about Martial Uncle Ye?
Meanwhile, understanding dawned on Tang Yan's face.
[So his first love died young, and Martial Uncle Ye missed him so badly he nearly went mad. But he didn't want to find a substitute to soothe his heart, so he put on women's clothes himself and wore the makeup his first love used to love most, gazing into the mirror every night to remember him.] [Haha, just imagining Martial Uncle Ye looking so ethereal and unapproachable by day, then turning into a breathtaking beauty at night and admiring his own reflection in the mirror makes me want to laugh. Hahahaha.]
Tang Yan was howling with laughter inside.
Ye Sheng: "..." He gritted his teeth and silently cursed.
That damned little brat! Did he have to laugh so outrageously?
Li Rong, Jiang Mei, and the others hiding in the shadows fought desperately to keep the corners of their mouths from shooting upward.
Several disciples nearby abruptly lowered their heads and bit hard on the insides of their cheeks to suppress their laughter.
Dong Yi looked perfectly calm, a thoughtful gleam passing through his narrow, upturned eyes.
Master liked women's clothing. In the future, he could dress as a woman for Master too.
Once Master forgot that damned Su Ningzhen, he would be able to claim all of Master's attention!
Then, once Master fell completely in love with him, he would definitely force Master to wear women's clothes for him again.
No! Not just women's clothes!
Other outfits too!
Like those...
He liked all of them! Loved them, even!
In those few brief moments.
Dong Yi's gaze involuntarily settled on Ye Sheng above.
His eyes traced every inch of his master.
With so many overt and covert glances directed at Ye Sheng, he failed to notice his eldest disciple's unusual gaze.
Yuan Bao, on the other hand, knew exactly what his senior brother was like and scooted away yet again, putting even more distance between them.
Tang Yan happened to turn his head and suddenly noticed that his senior sister Feng Sheng's shoulders were shaking.
He asked with concern, "Senior Sister, are you feeling unwell?"
Feng Sheng hurriedly bit her lower lip hard, struggling to keep a straight face as she answered him.
"No, no. I just remembered the storybook I read yesterday. One of the scenes was a little funny."
Tang Yan nodded without dwelling on it and went back to immersing himself in the gossip.
[Huh? What's this?!] [Holy shit!!!]
His clear voice was thick with disbelief and astonishment.
Everyone froze, then their adrenaline surged, sending them into another frenzy of excitement.
Huge gossip! Aaaah! This had all the makings of a top-tier bombshell!
Spill it! Quick! Tell! Us!
Just as they wished, Tang Yan's shocked voice rang out right on cue.
[His first love Su Ningzhen isn't dead?! And he's actually Su Ning, the famous Holy Son of the Greenwood Sect in the Northern Domain?!!]
"?!!" o_O???
Ye Sheng froze on the spot, his head buzzing. For a long while, he couldn't process what Tang Yan meant.
"???" Huh?! Everyone's eyes bulged in disbelief.
Several disciples still competing in the arena suddenly heard this explosive piece of gossip. Their hands faltered, instantly ruining the talismans they had nearly finished drawing.
But they had no attention to spare for the ruined talismans. Instead, they all shouted inwardly.
Good grief! Another gorgeous young man?!
Did all the good-looking men out there like dressing as women these days? What on earth had happened to the world?!
Some of the female cultivators had mixed feelings and silently cursed.
Why did men keep coming along to steal women's thunder?
First they hooked Sect Leader Fu Shouci, then the two genius disciples Gu Qingling and Qiu Ziyuan, and now they had hooked Ye Sheng too!!
Were these men unable to find female cultivation partners they liked, so they had all turned their attention to male partners instead?
Damn it all! This world was getting harder and harder for women to understand.
Another crisp crack rang out from somewhere.
The brand-new teacup in Dong Yi's hand was once again crushed to pieces.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with darkness.
Yuan Bao scooted away, inwardly lamenting his misery.
It was over! There would never be another peaceful day on Artifact Peak!
[Huh? What's going on?! Wasn't Su Ningzhen a woman? How did he turn into a Holy Son?] Tang Yan was utterly baffled.
Everyone listening was brimming with curiosity. They focused their attention and pricked up their ears, unwilling to miss a single detail.
Even many who hadn't been interested in Ye Sheng's gossip earlier quietly perked up their ears.
But just then, Ye Sheng finally snapped out of his daze. He shot to his feet and vanished in a flash.
His hurried voice lingered in the air.
"Junior Brother Li, the Sect Leader just sent me a voice transmission saying he has something important to discuss. I'll be taking my leave."
Li Rong and the others: ... There was no doubt about it. Their senior brother—or junior brother—had definitely gone to the Northern Domain to settle accounts with the Greenwood Sect's Holy Son.
The disciples: !!! Holy crap! Hehehehe~~
The female cultivators: Great. Junior Brother Ye—or Senior Brother Ye, or Martial Uncle Ye—really had been hooked.
Quite a few female cultivators rubbed their chins, thinking to themselves.
The men were all getting together with other men.
Then perhaps they should take a look at the sweet, soft junior or senior sisters around them too?
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