Soul Land: My Martial Soul Is a Master Ball—Capture Xiao Wu at the Start!
Chapter 42

Ah~ The scent of protein~

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"How about giving me another one? On credit again~"

Chen Yang rolled his eyes at her and took out another One-Gush Weird-Tasting Bean.

This time, before he could speak, Su Qingyue snatched it and ate it.

Hehehe~~~ Finally took the bait!

Chen Yang flashed an evil gardenia-blossom smile.

Beside him, Su Qingyue carefully sensed the sudden ten-percent increase in her spiritual power, and delight spread across her face. It actually worked!!

"Chen Yang, have you joined a sect?"

Chen Yang shook his head, and Su Qingyue brightened.

Good, he hasn't joined a sect! Doesn't that mean I get to scoop him up?

[Surprise from Su Qingyue +1111]

"How about becoming my disciple? You could live on the same peak as little May."

Then Su Qingyue put on a sleazy expression and tempted him with a grin, her voice low enough that only the two of them could hear.

"Hehe~ I could even arrange for you two to live together~ That would make it easier for you two to do your daily OOXX, wouldn't it?"

Chen Yang was tempted, but he hadn't forgotten his objective.

"I could, but I'd like to see your cultivation level. Would you mind..."

"Of course not! That's nothing!"

Su Qingyue released her spiritual energy, and the imposing might of a nascent soul cultivator instantly enveloped the entire flying boat.

"See? I'm a nascent-"

"Pfft-"

The entire flying boat fell silent.

Su Qingyue stiffened, and the robes behind her slowly settled out of the air.

Did I just fart...?

That shouldn't happen! I'm already at nascent soul. All that filthy stuff should have been gone ages ago!!

"Pffft-crackle, pop, pop-"

Another burst of firecracker-like noises rang out.

Yun Yao and Lin Ying stared in utter shock at the patch on the back of their Master's clothes that was gradually turning yellow.

[Shock from Yun Yao +333] [Humiliation and anger from Su Qingyue +4444] [Horror from Lin Ying +100]

Pinching her nose, Lin Ying pointed at Su Qingyue in horror.

But the stench still wormed its way into her nose, choking her until her eyes rolled back.

"M-Master! I think you pooped your pants!! Urgh... I... urgh..."

Su Qingyue shot Lin Ying a fierce glare, then vanished with a whoosh-.

[Resentment from Su Qingyue +2000] [Resentment from Su Qingyue +3000] [Resentment from Su Qingyue +2300]

Watching the emotion points flood his screen, Chen Yang dispersed the stench in front of him with spiritual power, thoroughly satisfied.

"Pfft-"

Oh, crap! I got carried away!

Chen Yang hurriedly stopped circulating his spiritual power, clamped his legs together, and desperately tugged at his robes while repeatedly clenching his sphincter.

Only then did he hold back the golden pumpkin porridge that was about to erupt.

One look was enough for Yun Yao to understand what had happened. It had to be a side effect of those pills...

Hiss... How vicious!!

Thank goodness he didn't give me one while we were running for our lives. Otherwise, I'd rather have dropped dead out there!

"Hey, Chen Yang, you'd better think about what to do next. I know it's not very nice to say this, but Master's heart is smaller than an ant."

Yun Yao was a little worried. Her Master was someone who gave the entire sect a headache.

From the sect leader down to the newest disciples, who hadn't suffered at her hands? She continued.

"Last time, a disciple accidentally broke Master's teacup. A few days later, that disciple started getting extra-spicy food for three straight months. I heard the spice practically changed the shape of their face.

"With a stunt like this, I reckon every meal you get will have laxatives in it. Or rather, you might spot a tiny bit of food amid a whole heap of laxatives."

"Phew-what's there to be afraid of? I don't believe she won't ask me for pills. As long as she still needs them, she won't dare offend me lightly."

Chen Yang spoke calmly. As everyone knew, when eating at a restaurant, you absolutely must not offend the cook.

Otherwise, you would win yourself a secret-menu item.

It would even come with a few freebies, such as dry-tossed Jerry heads, raw-marinated roaches, and human waste fluids.

Meanwhile, Lin Ying, who had spent quite a while draped over the edge of the flying boat dry-heaving, finally recovered.

She looked at Chen Yang in horror. Senior Sister's cultivation partner is so brave! He even dares prank Master.

Meanwhile, Su Qingyue, who had hurriedly left the boat and was relieving herself without any cover in a deserted corner, was having a miserable time.

After expelling all the watery porridge that had appeared out of nowhere, Su Qingyue instinctively cast the Purification Technique on herself.

"Pfft-pat-pat-pat-pat-"

A gale carrying yellow smoke blasted out of the narrow passage.

Evil millet porridge: Without the slightest warning~ Without the slightest worry~ I appeared just like that~

Su Qingyue hurriedly pulled down her fleece pants, squatted again, and pushed.

Only after several rounds of this did she figure out how it worked, and she no longer dared use her spiritual power carelessly.

ε=ε=(怒°Д°)ノ

"Fine! Just great! It's been ages since anyone dared provoke me like this!! Just you wait!!"

"Pffft-"

"Ugh~~~"

[Resentment from Su Qingyue +1000] [Resentment from Su Qingyue +3000] [Resentment from Su Qingyue +2100]

Back with Chen Yang.

After several hours of long-distance flight.

Chen Yang finally saw the sect. Several peaks stood staggered together, with neatly arranged buildings scattered along their slopes and mountain paths leading in every direction.

There was no particularly remarkable scenery. It looked like a very ordinary sect, and even seemed a little run-down.

Why doesn't this look quite like what I imagined?

Shouldn't it be grand, impressive, and classy? This looks like something straight out of a dirt-poor mountain hollow.

Seeing Chen Yang's disappointed expression, Yun Yao was puzzled.

"What's wrong? You seem a little disappointed."

Chen Yang nodded.

"A little. The sect's surroundings aren't what I imagined."

"Um... Our sect may be a little shabby, but I still hope you'll join..."

Yun Yao lowered her head and lightly bit her lip. She knew her request was a little unreasonable.

With Chen Yang's status as an alchemist, he could join any sect he pleased. Even a sacred land would surely fight to get him...

There was no need for him to lower himself by coming to her little sect.

Nor did she think Chen Yang would stay for her sake. They had only known each other for a few days.

They might have shared a bed and a pillow, but that had been an accident.

Their feelings for each other weren't that deep...

Just as Yun Yao thought Chen Yang was having second thoughts and intended to leave, a warm hand suddenly gave her cheek a gentle pinch.

She looked up, meeting Chen Yang's teasing smile and raised brow.

"You took my first time, so I'm sticking with you from now on. Don't think you can shake me off."

Yun Yao's cheeks instantly burned. She slapped his hand away and snapped.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost, you lecher. Go wherever you like. I can't be bothered with you."

Then she headed off the flying boat ahead of him.

[Joy from Yun Yao +222]

Chen Yang shrugged. Another woman whose words said no while her heart said yes.

He also had his own reasons for choosing this sect.

Large sects had their advantages, and small sects had theirs.

He relied on emotion points to exchange for cultivation resources, so he had no need to depend on the resources those large sects provided.

Besides, there was no telling which person in those large sects might have powerful backing.

What if some brainless villain came knocking? He didn't have a protagonist's luck. Wouldn't he be done for if he ran into one?

Just then, a little hand patted his leg.

Chen Yang looked down to find Lin Ying watching him with a mischievous grin.

"Hehe~ Senior Sister was blushing just now~~ Big Brother, my earlier offer still stands~ One pill gets you one Senior Sister~"

Chen Yang rolled his eyes and immediately took out a One-Gush Weird-Tasting Bean, making as if to stuff it into her mouth.

Lin Ying covered her mouth in terror and bolted off the flying boat.

Little brat. You think I can't handle you?

Just as Chen Yang was about to head outside, a slender hand pressed down on his shoulder.

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