The female cultivator's expression grew no better when she heard that voice, but at least she put away the Mandarin Duck Feather-Washing Bracelet she had summoned.
Then a male cultivator dressed in yellow revealed himself.
The woman turned her head and saw a man leaning beneath an apricot tree, looking utterly at ease.
The man brushed off his backside, narrowed his eyes, and rose into the air.
"I was wondering who it was. So it's Junior Brother Miao. I'd rather have run into those murdering bandits, you know? They're much easier on the eyes."
After speaking, the woman made sure to roll her eyes at Junior Brother Miao.
"Ah, Senior Sister, you haven't changed at all. Still sneering and mocking me. I wonder how you'd behave if you met someone with a handsome face?"
"What's wrong with liking a pretty face? It's better than certain people who get lustful at the sight of a woman, disgusting and vile. Heaven's laws and human morality alike demand that scum like you be despised."
The woman seemed to loathe the yellow-robed man, launching straight into insults both veiled and blatant.
"Zhen Yulu, stop fucking acting so high and mighty! I followed you all the way here, and I saw you murder a fellow disciple two days ago. If you keep slandering me, don't blame me for reporting you to the steward or the elders when we get back!"
Junior Brother Miao roared at Zhen Yulu.
His buckteeth made him look even more grotesque, spraying spittle all over the ground.
"You... what do you want? None of his [Five-Note Resonance Spells] were useful anyway. So what if he died? But if you're trying to take advantage of me, don't blame me for reporting you to Master and making you wish you could neither live