Fake Elixir and Morality

Zhang Xiaohua continued, "But once Second Brother's injuries healed, the spiritual efficacy of that used bathwater remained. One day, when I saw Chen Chen with pimples on her face, I casually made her drink a little. Hehe, I never expected it to work so miraculously!"

"But that was water I'd bathed in. How could you let Chen Chen put it on her face?"

"Hehe, do senior brothers and junior sisters need to stand on such ceremony?"

"Fine, even if what you said makes sense, what about now?" Zhang Xiaohu was somewhat helpless. "Now all the female disciples of Shixin Peak have gone mad. Are they all supposed to put my bathwater on their faces?"

Zhang Xiaohua asked strangely, "Why not? You're the chief senior disciple. Aren't they all your junior sisters? It's only the difference between one junior sister and many junior sisters!"

"But..." Zhang Xiaohu trailed off, not knowing how to put it. Chen Chen, Xiao Tiantian, and Junior Sister Yi had all used it on their faces already. Did he really care if several hundred more junior sisters did the same?

Zhang Xiaohua added, "Maybe some people will even smear it on their bodies! Hehe, Second Brother..."

"You..." Zhang Xiaohu looked at Zhang Xiaohua, utterly unable to understand how he could harbor such lewd thoughts. He could only criticize, "But you called it some 'skin-whitening elixir.' Why don't you make some more with clear water and a little 'ten-thousand-year stone milk'?"

"That would be far more genuine than bathwater!"

"Forget it, Second Brother. Didn't you just say that this 'ten-thousand-year stone milk' is incomparably rare, so rare that even you couldn't bear to use it? Must my ten-thousand-year stone milk truly be wasted just for a little glow on the faces of those female disciples in your Mingcui