What Kind of Cursed Fate Was This?!

"'A Few Things You Must Know About Fairy Guangji'-could this be that secret our ninth brother has kept tucked away all this time?" The Sixth Elder was unbearably curious. He wished he could grab the Immortal Artifact and look right now.

All of them, from the Sect Master to the Ninth Elder, had actually been adopted by the Former Sect Master. They were extremely close, like brothers by blood.

The youngest among them was the Ninth Elder, Guangji of Spirit Moon Peak.

Despite being the youngest, Guangji had the greatest talent. His current cultivation could already rival the Grand Elder's, making him another pillar of their sect.

"What a shame. Our ninth junior brother was so adorable as a child, with those plump little cheeks, always trailing around behind us. But he grew colder and colder as he got older. Who knows what happened to him?" The Sixth Elder sighed.

Still, catching up on that gossip while their junior brother was in secluded cultivation seemed rather nice.

The elders, along with the Sect Master, all quietly released their Divine Senses.

A few strands of Divine Sense even nearly collided, then hastily swerved away and took different routes.

They even spotted the Divine Senses of the Four Arts Hall's elders in the air. The whole cluster gathered together, pretending to know nothing as they stealthily approached Lan Yue.

[Lan Yue: So the title Fairy Guangji really did exist. I wonder how that reputation spread. Could Master have a passion for dressing as a woman?]

The Divine Senses gathered above the Four Arts Hall rocked this way and that with laughter, as though they had drunk counterfeit liquor.

[Lan Yue: Let me see what happened back then to make that name spread so far and wide.

It all started when Master went out to gain experience. To successfully deal with the demonic evil, Master took other people's advice and dressed as a woman.

There doesn't seem to be anything particularly unusual about that. Dressing as a woman to eliminate demonic evil is perfectly normal!]

[Oh, oh, oh, there's more! Master's disguise was far too successful-he was so beautiful that the demonic evil lurking in the shadows was actually too frightened to show up! Hahaha, I'm dying! So even demonic evil knows that someone too beautiful is not to be trifled with!

Just how beautiful was Master back then? No, I have to see. Even if I use up all my mental energy today, I have to see my beautiful Master!]

After Lan Yue tapped play, a video of a white-robed beauty crossing a river came into view. To make it easier for Silver Snow to watch, she had already enabled automatic sharing, so at that very moment, the scene appeared in everyone's mind.

Holding an oar, the white-robed beauty looked ethereal, as though he might ascend to immortality the very next instant.

The view drew closer, even revealing the floral ornament on the white-robed beauty's forehead, his snowy skin like ice over jade bones, and those luscious red lips.

[Lan Yue: So beautiful! My beautiful Master's face is clearly so exquisite. Why did he stick on so much black facial hair when he took me as his disciple? He even painted his whole face black! I thought he was another Li Kui, and I ended up missing who knows how many chances to admire that peerless beauty!]

Lan Yue's tone was full of bitter regret.

[Could wearing fake beards, fake eyebrows, and wigs really be a Southern Spirit Sect tradition?]

Lan Yue felt she had attained another revelation!

Above the clouds, the Sect Master was on the verge of tearing his hair out. He felt they would never clear their name of the notion that wearing wigs-and even mass-producing them-was a sect tradition!

Little Nine, why on earth did you blacken your face like that and put on so much fake facial hair to meet your disciple?

Now look what you've done. Little Lan Yue has completely misunderstood, hasn't she?

[Lan Yue: Forget it. I won't dwell on that. I'll keep watching what happened to Master.

So that's what happened. He failed to lure out the demonic evil, but instead attracted a playboy from a great aristocratic clan in the Northern Region. The young master's eyes went glassy at the sight of a beauty, and he shamelessly insisted on taking Master away!]

At this point, Yun Chong finally smiled. "Anyone who wanted to take our ninth junior brother away was bound to suffer. His cultivation wasn't very high back then, but he was still no pushover."

"Wonderful! To think your sect's Ninth Elder experienced something like this. I knew staying here was the right choice!" The Scarlet Moon Sect Master suddenly appeared beside him.

Indeed, although she had appeared to leave, she had actually stationed a clone here long ago. She had originally intended to sneak in a conversation with the two girls, only to unexpectedly catch some gossip about Elder Guangji.

This was a truly rare opportunity!

In the Southern Region these days, who did not tremble upon hearing Elder Guangji's name?

One could say that Guangji, the Spirit Moon Peak Master, now stood shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Son of North Ridge in reputation. Both were figures whose very names could make children cry.

Something like this might be nothing special if it happened to an ordinary person, but when it involved Elder Guangji, as cold as a snow-covered mountain, it was a juicy bombshell!

"Why are you here again?" Yun Chong's face darkened. He felt that all the composure he had cultivated over the years vanished completely whenever he dealt with the Scarlet Moon Sect Master.

"I'm here as a guest!" Red Moon declared with perfect confidence, then extended her Divine Sense to mingle with those overhead and joined in on the gossip.

[Lan Yue: Hahaha, I'm dying! Master obediently went home with him, only to whip out his equipment and leave the man depressed for three whole years. He didn't step outside his courtyard for three whole years!]

"Pfft!" The Sixth Elder, who had just taken a sip of Spirit Wine, sprayed it straight out.

"Wait, our ninth junior brother is actually like this in private?" He could hardly believe his ears.

The other elders exchanged bewildered looks as well.

[Three years later, Master came down the mountain again. This time, he disguised himself as an ordinary mortal woman to investigate a theft at the sect.

Leaving his courtyard for the first time in three years, that young master no longer dared to flirt with beautiful women. Yet of all the people he could choose, he set his sights on Master again. This time, the young master was stuffed into women's clothes and hung on the city wall for three whole days and nights!

I'm dying-there was actually a third time! The third time, he finally managed to escape and encountered an "auntie." Thinking an auntie would be safer than those young girls, he got lustful ideas again, only to run into Master yet again!

What kind of cursed fate was this? I'm laughing myself to death!]