Chapter 154: The Great Battle in the Hot Springs (Part 3)
Men are ambitious creatures with high self-esteem and a refusal to lose.
Since they wanted to compete, they had to determine who would come out on top!
Before the monks could react, they were immediately surrounded by a group of shirtless young friends.
Each young friend had bright eyes and was full of enthusiasm.
"Venerable One, you've worked hard for so long. Let's take a break and relax in the magical springs together."
The sincerity in their expression even silenced Miaofa, who was known for his temper.
Completely unaware of the sinister intentions of the others, they were led into the water without a second thought.
The beautiful man entered the bath, his long blue hair flowing gracefully down his shoulders. There were sparkling droplets of water on his eyelashes, softening the cold elegance in his eyes. His beauty was even more stunning now!
The group of old cultivators swallowed nervously, their hearts beating rapidly. They exchanged knowing glances with each other.
Taoist friends, are you ready?
I... I'm a little scared QAQ.
Scared of what?! If we don't give it our all, how can we uncover the secrets of Venerable One Miaofa?!
After all, Venerable One Miaofa from the Great Hall of Light was rumored to be a lady disguising herself as a man. I mean, no man can be this beautiful, right? Just look at those eyebrows, those lips. Can a rough man have features like these?!
Until one day, during a fight, the lady's robe tore, revealing fair... biceps and a broad chest.
At that moment, the group of cultivators who believed Venerable One Miaofa was a lady couldn't help but burst into tears.
In their dreams, they saw a beautiful flower on a high mountain, along with a lovely fairy. What happened to the beautiful woman who supported them in their fight against evil? How could they forget the gorgeous woman they met in the Great Hall of Light? And Venerable One Miaofa, who defeated evil with just a wave of her hand, her fierce and powerful attacks, and her overwhelming confidence, she could easily captivate any man.
Even now, many male warriors couldn't bear the painful reality of witnessing this beauty turn into a muscular warrior. They would pat the heads of their younger generations and say with a heavy heart, "If only I could see Venerable One Miaofa's majestic wings again, just to confirm, then I would be satisfied."
Just like now, a group of young disciples from different sects were eager and excited.
Right at this moment, they had the chance to achieve the long-held desires of their fallen brothers and relatives, in exchange for taking down Venerable One Miaofa!
"Thank you, Venerable One, for allowing us younger disciples to enjoy the tranquility of the mountain spring in the back."
After working so hard for many days, Venerable One must be tired, right? I learned a set of massage techniques from my senior brother before. Would Venerable One like to try?
Such words seemed like casual compliments, but they were actually malicious boasting, one after another.
On one side, there were men, and on the other side, even more men. The Great Hall of Light, Venerable One Miaofa, had a dark expression. The lingering mist condensed on their eyelashes, gently sliding down and seeping into the folds of their robe.
The disciples watching around exclaimed, "Wow ⊙o⊙"
Although it seemed quiet, in reality, it quickly became chaotic!
Oh my! Taoist friends, look at this!
After a brief moment of silence, the disciples from the three sects surged forward one after another. Their smiles became more enthusiastic, their attitudes more respectful, and they reached out to take off the robes of the Venerable One.
"Venerable One, you should take off this robe."
"Yes, yes, it's not right to wear clothes while soaking in a spiritual spring. Look at us!"
There was a strange sensation on his chest, and Miaofa's brow quickly twitched. His fingers instinctively moved!
The light of Buddha gathered in the palm, facing these more than ten "innocent" smiling faces, forcibly pressing down the endless radiance.
After all, they are all younger generations, Miaofa frowned, and it's not entirely their fault for being rash and impulsive.
The consequences of this momentary hesitation are that the impulsive younger generations immediately climbed up the pole and stripped off the Buddha's clothes.
In the blink of an eye, the Buddha's robes opened wide, revealing a well-defined chest that resembled rolling mountains. The lines were smooth, and a thin layer of water mist shimmered softly. Water droplets slid down the abs, and damp, navy blue hair fell on the chest. One glance reveals a sharp and cold gaze, with a hint of challenging intensity.
Qiao Wan timidly popped her head out and mumbled... "Wow... Buddha with a big chest... just as I expected!"
From a distance, it looked like a big blue cat sitting still in the hot spring, carrying a bunch of little ones. It wanted to scratch but was afraid of hurting the little ones. So, it closed its eyes, held its face firmly, and patiently took care of the children.
"Lu Cixian," said Hall Master Ma, who had been ignored due to his appearance. He knocked on his wheelchair and noticed Qiao Wan pretending to be dead in the magical spring. "Help me get down."
Qiao Wan quickly climbed onto the shore and helped Ma Huaizhen down.
He rested comfortably against the rocky wall, with a cloth on his forehead. Scars crisscrossed his exposed abs and waist, trophies from battles in the northern realm. A true man always keeps some badges.
"Do you need anything?" asked Ma Huaizhen.
Qiao Wan, with years of experience running errands, replied dutifully, "No, do you have any instructions, senior?"
Ma Huaizhen seemed very satisfied.
After coming down the mountain and walking two miles to the east, there was a tavern selling wine. Qiao Wan turned around as asked.
She descended the mountain and quickly found the tavern, following the direction pointed out by Ma Huaizhen.
She handed over the money and received the barrel of wine.
As they started to head back, Qiao Wan hesitated slightly while carrying the barrel of wine.
Jiuyue Mountain had a complex terrain, with winding mountain paths, especially in this "hot spring area".
How did her brother Meng bring her here before?
If she remembered correctly, she pondered for a moment.
They had first headed south for a while, then continued straight and turned at the third intersection.
From behind a stone wall, she faintly heard the sound of flowing water.
This was the place!!~ o(￣▽￣)ｄ
With the barrel of wine in her arms, Qiao Wan quickened her pace and went around the stone wall.
Just as she took a step, she suddenly heard a shout, "Who?!"
Amidst the misty spray of water, she could vaguely see a fair back and long hair trailing down to the waist in the water.
"There's a man!" the voices of the women echoed one after another, "A man has barged in!!"
Qiao Wan, holding a jug of wine, stood there motionless.
Oh no, I've walked into the wrong bathhouse.
Considering that she was still disguised, the first thing Qiao Wan thought was to run - and fast!
Holding onto the jug tightly, Qiao Wan wasted no time and started running!
Just as she took her first step, she immediately heard a familiar, cold voice.
"Trying to escape?!"
In a swift movement like the waves.wrapped in a cloak, dropped the jug with a loud thud, and Qiao Wan was instantly caught and brought in front of her.
Bai Shanhu, putting on a piece of clothing, looked shocked, her pupils dilating: "Lu Cixian?"
"Taoist friend Bai, who is this person?!"
The startled young girls, wrapping their clothes tightly, with blushing faces, angrily gathered around Bai Shanhu.
Once they took a closer look, they were all shocked.
This young man, with those dragon-like scales at the corner of his eyes, wasn't this Lu Cixian?!!
Qiao Wan struggled weakly and said, "If I tell you that I have taken the wrong path, would you all, my taoist friends, believe me?"
Taken the wrong path?
The group of female cultivators looked at each other in confusion.
If it were someone else who had taken the wrong path, they might not have believed it, but Lu Cixian...
They glanced at the young man who had been tied up like a zongzi by Bai Shanhu.
His eyes were sincere and his face was handsome. This significantly raised his credibility. After all, just by looking at Lu Cixian's face, he didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing.
"Are you really lost?" one girl asked suspiciously.
Qiao Wan raised the jug of wine in her hand and said earnestly, "I was originally entrusted by Hall Master Ma to sell wine down the mountain. I just happened to take the wrong path on my way back and accidentally trespassed. I hope you fairy ladies can forgive me."
Seeing the jug of wine in Qiao Wan's hand, Bai Shanhu's expression eased slightly and she loosened the cloth she was holding.
But just at that moment, another familiar laughter rang out.
"He's lying!"
Qiao Wan looked up.
The young girl had smooth black hair cascading over her shoulders. She blinked innocent, downward gaze, with a simple and enchanting look on her face.
Chu Tongzheng wore a simple shirt and walked slowly towards the group of girls. Her pretty face blushed and she exclaimed, "Look over there!"
All the girls followed Chu Tongzheng's gaze and exclaimed in surprise!
What a pervert!
Oh my goodness! There's no need for explanations, this person is clearly a pervert who came to peep on them while they were bathing!
As the misty water engulfed them, the boys' already thin clothes became soaked once again. Then, Bai Shanhu tied them up, causing certain areas to be visible that should not be visible, with faint outlines.
Qiao Wan silently gripped her eggs and watched the sword light approaching, feeling distressed.
After being beaten up, Qiao Wan was tossed out of the hot spring area.
The tough female cultivators borrowed a streamer from Bai Shanhu and used it to tie Qiao Wan, hanging it up as a demonstration on the mountain path that everyone must pass.
It's that pervert, peeping on them while they were bathing!!
Chu Tongzheng showed off her cute little tiger teeth and smiled triumphantly.
Lu Cixian, you heartless man, you finally fell into my hands this time, didn't you?
"Now that it's done, what do we do next?"
Looking at Qiao Wan, whose clothes were fluttering in the wind on the mountainside, the girls fell into deep thought.
"Why don't we ask Venerable One Miaofa to come and take him away?" suggested elder martial sister Jie Hongdan from Chongde Ancient Garden. "Doesn't Lu Cixian know Venerable One?"
They found someone to inform Venerable One Miaofa to come and take him away. After finishing everything, they returned to the spiritual spring and continued to relax.
"Hey, what's this?" one of the disciples from Chongde Ancient Garden puzzled as she bent down and picked up a mysterious little book from the ground.
"Flamboyant Female Ghost Venerable One"?
She opened the first page, and it seemed normal enough - just an adventure story about a female cultivator who became a ghost after death.
As she continued flipping through the pages, things suddenly seemed off. This ghost cultivator wanted to absorb yang energy to replenish yin energy, and she set her sights on the most beautiful Venerable One Miaofa.
After a tragic and deep love affair with the Venerable One, Demon Emperor Jia Yin sat on his lap, gently touching his abdominal muscles, and smiled sweetly.
Then, they had a series of undescribable activities with Miaofa.
Not only Miaofa, but this female ghost seemingly had relationships with all the people in the Buddhist world, including the old ones like Lone Sword Xie Xingzhi, sickly Lu Pihan, Canglang Sword Meng Canglang, and even had a romantic encounter with Bai Shanhu! It didn't stop at the younger ones, she even slept with disabled people like Ma Huaizhen. She slept with everyone who had a reputation in the world of cultivation!
Freak! Lu Cixian was definitely a freak!!
The disciple from Chongde Ancient Garden suddenly realized what was happening. His face turned red as he quickly closed his notebook. He felt embarrassed and disgusted, but also curious and wanted to know what was going on.
Carrying a notebook, a group of young girls sat in the hot spring, reading and criticizing as they turned the pages. They then found Qiao Wan, who was still tied to the mountain wall, and inserted the notebook into the young man's arms, binding it to the mountain wall as a display.
