The Whole Sect Is Acting Strange Chapter 51

Chapter 51

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“Dress up?” 

Pei Yunshu looked at his robes, which were the standard Daoist attire for Shanshui Sect disciples and lacked any distinctiveness. The only eye-catching thing about him was the Qingyue Sword, which glimmered with a cyan light.

How could he possibly compare to the Young Palace Master before him, dressed in flamboyant red robes with gold and silver adornments?

What more was there to expend effort on?

He glanced at the Young Palace Master a couple of times, and the Young Palace Master said, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Pei Yunshu shook his head. Just then, Zhuyou walked over, and Pei Yunshu leaped off the stage, asking Wu Jiu, “Shall we settle our score here tonight?”

“Here?” The Young Palace Master furrowed his brows and glanced around reluctantly. He said, “Alright, I’ll be waiting for you here tonight when the moon is up.”

Pei Yunshu nodded in agreement.

The Young Palace Master’s lips curled into a mysterious smile, and he suddenly said, “I quite like your current attire. You seem to have a good understanding of my preferences.”

What did he mean by that?

With a meaningful smile, the Young Palace Master waved his sleeve and left with his chubby Daoist, who appeared quite pleased with himself.

“Young Palace Master,” the chubby Daoist asked, “what do you mean by being seduced by him?”

“Don’t underestimate this person,” the Young Palace Master said as he walked hurriedly. “He somehow got hold of information about my plan to use a seduction technique on him and turned the tables on me with a counter-scheme. Fortunately, your Young Palace Master is well-versed in the ways of the world and have seen more beautiful people than he could ever hope to be and was not enticed by him at all.”

The chubby Daoist, who had once revealed to Pei Yunshu that the Young Palace Master planned to use a seduction technique, said nervously, “Young Palace Master, you are truly wise.”

“However, Young Palace Master, where are you going in such a hurry?” the chubby Daoist asked.

“I’m going to change into my silk robes made from ice jade silk and put on some beautiful jade accessories,” the Young Palace Master replied. “Do I have any scented sachets? Find my jade crown as well… Oh, how’s the sale of those little books?”

The chubby Daoist was taken aback. “It’s been selling quite well. Since yesterday, we’ve sold more than fifty copies.”

Wu Jiu said, “Retrieve all of them for me.”

He cleared his throat and continued, “The predictions made above were incorrect. I need to make some adjustments. After I’m done, you can start selling them again.”

“But, Young Palace Master, what do you need to change?”

“To be able to execute such a powerful seduction technique and make me appear to have lost my composure,” Wu Jiu harrumphed, “this person must have an impressive reputation. If I take the first place, I’ll arrange for him to be the second.”

He added, “And make sure the portrait of him is as ugly as possible. It’s best to make everyone in the cultivation world believe that he looks exactly like that.”

The Young Palace Master was truly ruthless. Wasn’t he just ensuring that that person could not find a girl*?
* as in partner

The chubby Daoist couldn’t help but feel sympathetic towards Pei Yunshu.


The match ended in such a bewildering way. Pei Yunshu found the Young Palace Master’s words unsettling, but before he could delve deeper into it, Zhuyou walked up to him and stared at the departing figure of Wu Jiu.

The temperature around him suddenly dropped, and he felt a chill running through his body.

Pei Yunshu said, “I won, why aren’t you happy?”

Just as he was about to relax his frown, his senior brothers approached. Pei Yunshu met the dark gaze of Second Senior Brother who had a smile on his face like a breath of spring. He and Yunman approached, and Yuncheng softly called out, “Fourth Junior Brother.”

A shiver of dread ran through Pei Yunshu’s scalp.

Pei Yunshu paused for a moment, and his fingers trembled involuntarily. He replied faintly, “Senior Brother.”

“Did Senior Brother frighten you last time?” Yuncheng lowered his gaze and continued, “On that day, I acted irrationally and was afraid that I might have scared Junior Brother. So, I made an aromatic sachet for calming sleep as a token of apology. If Junior Brother is willing, you can have it.”

He took out a plain sachet from his sleeve. The sachet was embroidered with a delicate pattern of flowing water and flowers, with intricate and exquisite stitching.

Pei Yunshu gazed at the sachet for a moment and was about to reach out to take it when Zhuyou took it first and said softly, “I’ll hold it for Senior Brother.”

After Zhuyou spoke, he embraced Pei Yunshu, led him around the two senior brothers, and Qingyue Sword, with keen insight, flew away with them. It wasn’t necessary for Zhuyou to say it; Qingyue Sword had already taken them away.

It wasn’t until they were high in the sky that Pei Yunshu let out a sigh of relief.

He gathered himself and asked, “Where are Hua Yue and Bai Li?”

In mid-air, Bai Lige was sitting cross-legged, cradling Hua Yue in his arms. They were flying alongside Qingyue Sword.

Zhuyou tossed the sachet to Bai Lige, who opened it, poured out some aromatic herbs into his hand, and sniffed them lightly. “It’s just some sleep-inducing herbs.”

“But it shouldn’t be used!” Hua Yue shook his head vigorously. “Beauty, Beauty, listen to what the foxy beauty says. Your senior brother is truly cunning and crafty. There must be something wrong with this sachet.”

Pei Yunshu said, “He once used an Emotion Bound Gu on me, right?”

The Emotion Bound Gu could strengthen the body. In the long run, a cultivator’s body could become a reliable defense, especially when facing tribulations. 

If it wasn’t awakened, it would certainly be good. But his senior brother had used an Emotion Bound Gu on him and awakened the Child Gu. The hidden meaning behind this made Pei Yunshu shudder.

If Zhuyou wasn’t by his side, if Bai Lige hadn’t lured out the Gu for him, and if he had allowed his emotions to take control, wouldn’t he have to beg his senior brother to detoxify him?

Pei Yunshu’s face turned pale, and the others realized that he had once again recalled something unpleasant, so they quickly changed the subject.

“Will you have another match tomorrow, Yunshu?” Bai Lige asked.

Pei Yunshu snapped back to reality and shook his head. “No, I’ll have a match the day after tomorrow.”

“In that case, if we’re free tomorrow, let’s go down the mountain,” Hua Yue said excitedly. “The last time I and the Old Ancestor went down the mountain, we happened to see a new establishment at the foot of the mountain. It’s similar to the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and it’s filled with many, many beautiful people. They say that a moment of springtime is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so even if you preserve your yuan yang, it’s fine to touch and hug a little.”

“Who are you going to touch and hug?” Pei Yunshu asked. “Are you going to hug the beauties in that establishment?”

“I’m so beautiful now, and my fur is so soft. Those beauties will surely love me,” Hua Yue puffed up his chest.

Pei Yunshu couldn’t help but chuckle.

His laughter always had a contagious effect, and even Zhuyou, poking at the corners of his mouth, couldn’t resist smiling. Pei Yunshu suddenly felt mischievous, and without making a sound, he waited for Zhuyou’s hand to move from the corner of his mouth to his lips before he opened his mouth and bit down on his fingertip.

“…” Bai Lige gave several meaningful glances to Zhuyou, his eyes almost twitching. Zhuyou finally made a sound, “Ouch, that hurts.”

Pei Yunshu laughed and then released his finger.

His good-looking fingertip, like a work of art, already had a ring of teeth marks. Pei Yunshu looked at his finger for a moment, and although he felt a twinge of guilt, visible to the naked eye, the bite marks had disappeared in an instant.

Zhuyou gave Bai Lige a sideways glance. This time, he didn’t need any instructions from others. He inserted his finger into the gap between Pei Yunshu’s lips and raised his teeth. “Bite.”

Pei Yunshu pushed his fingertip away, coughed lightly, and pretended to be unfazed. “Are you trying to make me eat flood dragon claws?”

Zhuyou thought for a moment, and his graceful hand transformed into a huge and ferocious flood dragon claw. One of his fingers could fill Pei Yunshu’s entire mouth.

The hardened scales-covered claw gently touched Pei Yunshu’s lips.

Without saying a word, it seemed a bit strange. Zhuyou thought about the words he had seen in the books and said considerately, “Don’t break your teeth.”

Bai Lige covered his eyes in agony, while Hua Yue sighed, “This silly flood dragon is beyond salvation.”With mischievous eyes, he secretly tugged at the Patriarch’s clothes and whispered in his ear, “Patriarch, how about the two of us teaming up to kick this silly flood dragon away from Yunshu? By then, you can play the role of being big, and I’ll play small*.”
* referring to main wife versus mistress

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