"Holy shit, what the hell is the Sect Master doing?" A Holy Spirit Sect disciple dropped the Jade Slip containing his cultivation manual, but he had no mind to mourn it now. His Sect Master had shocked him far too badly.
Some Black Snake Sect disciples nearly jumped up in agitation, utterly thunderstruck by their Sect Master's flirtatious antics.
In any case, despite the late hour, not a single person within range of Lan Yue's inner voice could sleep or cultivate in peace. They all started discussing it among themselves.
The footage kept playing, and Lan Yue watched with relish, regardless of how badly the disciples of those two sects were falling apart.
She had now turned into a gleeful melon-munching badger, scampering through the melon patch.
"Sect Master, hurry up and open your eyes! That isn't the beauty you've been longing for-it's the Black Snake Sect's Sect Master!" Those Holy Spirit Sect disciples were on the verge of despair.
None of the Holy Spirit Sect's disciples or elders, not even its Sect Master, were allowed to have Dao Companions. They could all accept that. After all, who would know if they kept lovers in secret?
Even among these disciples, two out of every three knew that their Sect Master was no model of propriety and had secretly met with plenty of lovers.
But it was enough for them, the Holy Spirit Sect's disciples, to know that among themselves. They couldn't let outsiders find out!
Especially at such a disastrous moment, when the owner of this inner voice had actually played back the scene from that time, even projecting it into everyone's minds.
Wasn't the Sect Master himself embarrassed by this?
They were so mortified on his behalf that they wanted to scrape out three rows of castles with their