[Hahahaha, I'm dying! Martial Uncle Ye found out his beloved was a man and was so shocked he lost the ability to speak.]
"Pfft!"
In the void, Li Rong spat out every drop of wine in his mouth, spraying it all over Fei Zhong's face across from him.
With wine dripping from his head and face, Fei Zhong shot Li Rong a murderous look.
"Sorry, sorry, Junior Brother Fei. I didn't mean to."
Forgetting all about Ye Sheng's juicy gossip, Li Rong hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief to wipe Fei Zhong's face.
Jiang Mei and Xu You burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Ye certainly had a colorful, entertaining time on his travels!"
Xu You rubbed his chin, his face full of amusement. "Say, do you think this left Junior Brother Ye scarred for life?"
Jiang Mei knew what he meant about Ye Sheng.
Her smile turned knowing. "Probably not. Otherwise, why would Senior Brother Ye love that Holy Son more than life itself and pine for him for fifty years?"
Xu You said, "True."
Jiang Mei and the others had set up an isolation formation around this patch of the void beforehand.
No matter how much noise they made here, the outside world would remain completely unaware.
So now that their junior brother—or senior brother—Ye had left, they could do whatever they pleased, laughing as much as they liked and discussing whatever they wanted.
The disciples below, however, had it much worse.
[Hahaha, I can't believe Martial Uncle went through something so hilarious.]
Tang Yan was laughing uncontrollably inside.
He desperately fought down the corners of his mouth, which kept trying to shoot upward. He really, really wanted to let loose and laugh at the top of his lungs.
But he was afraid the senior brothers and sisters around him would think something was wrong with his head.
Holding it in left Tang Yan in utter agony. His shoulders shook, and all he could do was clutch his teacup for dear life.
The disciples around him weren't faring much better.
They desperately suppressed the laughter threatening to spill from their lips.
Some pinched their arms, some pinched their thighs, and others bit their lips.
Above the tables, their faces were solemn and expressionless. Underneath, they were secretly waging war on their own arms and thighs.
It was as though they were competing to see who could hold out the longest. None of them would let even a hint of a smile reveal anything to anyone else.
As a result, quite a few disciples cursed inwardly while desperately holding back their laughter.
Someone save us!
Ever since Junior Brother Tang joined the sect, we've practically turned into Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!!!
Who else could understand the agony of wanting to laugh wildly without daring to make a sound? It hurt so much~~
Some distance away from Tang Yan, Gu Qingling and Qiu Ziyuan were also suppressing their smiles.
The former was struggling so hard and suffering so much that a transparent snot bubble suddenly appeared beneath his nose.
Qiu Ziyuan, who saw the whole thing: "..."
Gu Qingling, whose friend had witnessed the humiliation of him laughing out a snot bubble: "..."
Gu Qingling gave a bitter chuckle, surrendering to his fate.
Forget it. Forget it. All my dirty laundry's already been aired anyway.
On his way to Talisman Peak that morning, every fellow disciple he encountered had burst into laughter upon seeing him.
He reckoned his gossip would keep those jerks laughing for decades, if not a century.
One more embarrassing incident hardly mattered.
Qiu Ziyuan lowered his voice and changed the subject. "Life really is better when you're watching someone else's gossip unfold."
Gu Qingling nodded in heartfelt agreement. "Absolutely."
Tang Yan wiped the tears seeping from the corners of his eyes and continued reading Ye Sheng's gossip.
[Huh? Martial Uncle Ye really loved Su Ning! Even after learning Su Ning was a man, he still cured his poison in the end.]
[Whoa, after his poison was cured, Su Ning actually used the Greenwood Sect's sacred artifact, the Memory-Sealing Mirror, to seal away this part of Martial Uncle Ye's memories? Then he ran off.]
[I knew it! Why else would Martial Uncle Ye only remember his unforgettable true love, Su Ningzhen, as a woman? So that's what happened.]
[Wait, did this Su Ning actually like Martial Uncle or not?]
[If he didn't, why would he let Martial Uncle Ye cure his poison and spend so long living so sweetly with him?]
[But if he did, why did he run away? In the end, he even found all those handsome men and beautiful women to confess to Martial Uncle Ye, just to make him give up. He even brought in Merfolk.]
Jiang Mei and the others finally understood. So that crowd back then had been sent by Holy Son Su.
Dong Yi sneered. Hah! A scoundrel like Su Ning, who still wanted to run away after winning Master's favor, didn't deserve Master's love!
Eight zhang away from Dong Yi, Yuan Bao took a sip of Spirit Tea to calm his nerves.
Yuan Bao cautiously glanced at Eldest Senior Brother's darkened handsome face and gloomy eyes.
I can already picture the romantic battlefield between these three men, Yuan Bao thought.
Ugh! What kind of mess is this?!
But despite all the inward grumbling, Yuan Bao's thoughts couldn't help wandering.
Would it be Master and Senior Brother?
Or Master and the Holy Son?
Or would Senior Brother stop liking Master after meeting the Holy Son and fall for the Holy Son instead... After all, Master had dressed as a woman to reminisce about the Holy Son. His outfit and makeup must have looked pretty similar to the Holy Son's.
Who knew whether Senior Brother actually liked Master or the Holy Son?
Or perhaps...
As the disciples pricked up their ears for the gossip,
they couldn't help sighing inwardly.
The situation between Martial Uncle and the Holy Son really was an impossible tangle!
Still, come to think of it, were the people of our Ten Thousand Swords Sect really that attractive to all those Holy Sons, Holy Maidens, and men?
Why did every last one of them come to torment our sect's people? Tsk, tsk.
As their thoughts wandered, quite a few disciples couldn't help looking toward Gu Qingling and Qiu Ziyuan in the distance.
And they all had their eyes on other people's chastity, too.
Yikes! There were so many damn perverts out there. When we left the sect to gain experience, we absolutely, absolutely had to make protecting our chastity a top priority.
Many disciples, especially the men, silently resolved to do just that.
Even the female disciples felt they were equally at risk. What if they ran into some fiend who would take anyone, regardless of gender?
A few even began considering researching Spirit Artifacts, Formation Plates, Talismans, and the like to protect their rear ends.
As for pills—hah, what a joke. They didn't need to pamper their rear ends, so they could forget those.
On the receiving end of countless teasing looks, Gu Qingling and Qiu Ziyuan exchanged glances. "..."
Damn it! Even this? How did they still manage to drag the two of us into it?
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