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Chapter 236 - 184: I Shouldn’t Be Under the Bed (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 236: Chapter 184: I Shouldn’t Be Under the Bed (Please Subscribe)_2

"What’s different about her?"

"I feel she’s not a superficial person. She always seems to be able to spot my unique qualities instantly. Otherwise, why would she be so sure about recruiting me right away?"

Upon hearing Murong’s description, Duan Yun’s mind suddenly produced a strong warning.

It could very well be his sister!

The more this fellow spoke and acted this way, the more it resembled her.

Seeing Murong’s infatuated appearance, Duan Yun couldn’t help but tease him: "Let me think, as a young master of the Murong Family, and with the Murong Family’s old ties with the Qiongling Sect, wouldn’t you be quite a match with the Qiongling Sect’s senior sister?"

Murong hurriedly demurred: "Not at all, not at all, these matters still require mutual consent. Heritage alone isn’t enough."

Duan Yun said: "They say a good horse needs a good saddle. How can family background not matter in these affairs? Surely, the senior sister of the Qiongling Sect can’t end up with a loner like me."

Murong burst into laughter, saying: "Actually, you don’t have to worry about that. When fate comes, nothing can stop it."

Duan Yun asked again: "She’s really not your sister?"

Murong denied: "No, definitely not! Previously, when I met my sister, the feeling was very strong. You know what they say about turtles and mung beans—it’s like that kind of feeling. But for Senior Sister, I only have this kind of special, mild fondness."

Thinking of how Yu Zhenzhen didn’t even glance at him before recruiting him as a gatekeeper, Murong felt a sweet sensation in his heart.

It was precisely such a uniquely discerning and non-superficial woman who could give him the edge over Old Demon Duan.

For a while, Murong felt exceptionally good, even washing smelly socks and clothes with vigor.

There were some carp in the lake, which the ripples of water disturbed, causing them to swim away.

At that moment, the two noticed a black-canopied boat on the lake catching fish.

It seemed that the Qiongling Sect lived off the water as well.

...

At night, in the deepest part of the Qiongling Sect’s Sword Pavilion, there was a courtyard surrounded by bamboo.

This courtyard, named "Guanyin Monastery," was where Sect Master Guxue resided.

It was rumored outside that the Qiongling Sect had been harmed by Old Demon Duan, causing them to easily succumb to emotional entrapment during cultivation, which led to rampant lust and several of the sect’s female sword immortals running off to the brothel, becoming a rare topic of interest in the Martial World.

Since then, Sect Master Guxue began to follow Buddhism, hoping that the Dharma Image of Guanyin would calm her mind and help solve the sect’s problems.

This bamboo-surrounded Guanyin Monastery was said to be modeled after the real Guanyin Monastery in the Southern Sea.

At this moment, a breeze blew, the sound of bamboo was like waves, accompanied by the rising fragrant sandalwood smoke, the courtyard really had quite a Zen atmosphere.

Sect Master Guxue was sitting on a cushion, in front of her was a nearly ten-meter-tall Guanyin statue.

The light of the Buddha’s lamp could only illuminate the lower half of the Guanyin Statue; its face was completely shrouded in the dark shadows, adding a mysterious and unfathomable air to the hall.

Guxue was sitting there.

From this angle, with her long silver hair matching her snow-white clothing sitting under the Guanyin Statue, there was an indescribable beauty and charm.

Her face was masked with a plain white mask, without any patterns, like a faceless person, which appeared quite startling in this night.

Guxue had not shown her true face in the Martial World for ten years. Some said that ten years ago her face was ruined by someone, and ever since she wore that white mask. Others say she was extremely beautiful, and couldn’t stand to see her own face age, so she never showed her true face.

Another theory was that Sect Master Guxue had also fallen for Old Demon Duan’s tricks, and deeply at that, so she too secretly went out to entertain guests.

But she was after all the leader of a sect, how could she show her true face so easily.

In short, there were many rumors about her.

After all, whether it’s the "liberated" Qiongling Sect, or her, the "White Dew Sword Immortal," they were now among the hottest topics in the Martial World.

But from here, you would never associate her with the term "liberated."

Because her temperament was too cold and aloof, like the mist on a mountain peak, or like an immovable nun in meditation, almost sharing the same aura as Guanyin.

How could such a person liberate herself from nature?

"Are you aware of your disciple Lin Zhaolu’s reformation?"

The originally quiet hall suddenly echoed with a solemn voice.

But apart from Lin Zhaolu, there was no one else in the entire hall.

As if accustomed to this voice, she replied: "It appears Old Demon Duan meddled during her treatment, resulting in her loss of the lust that she could barely control."

"Without desire, there is no ordeal; without an ordeal, how can one reach the other shore? You used Old Demon Duan as an excuse to save face, never expecting this little demon to dare disrupt our plans. If he dares to offend again, eliminate him directly."

"I understand."

Guxue said, looking at the Guanyin statue.

The dim environment didn’t enlighten the face of the Guanyin statue, but Guxue’s gaze was very focused, even slightly fanatic, as if the Guanyin statue was a living creature.

If not a living being, why had Guxue such a look, and whence came that voice?

Guxue seemed to hesitate to speak, but in the end, she sighed softly.

Unnoticed, the ground outside the hall shifted slightly, then returned to normal.

...

After finishing the laundry and sweeping the floor, Murong and Duan Yun were finally relieved by the shift change and had a moment to catch their breath.

At this moment, they also talked about Sect Master Guxue of the Qiongling Sect and why she no longer revealed her true appearance.

"All the rumors in the Martial World say she was disfigured, not wanting to face people, aging and not wanting to face herself. But I know a reason that no one else knows," said old riverside Murong, sitting on the wooden bed in the gatekeeper’s hut with Duan Yun and speaking with ease.

"What reason?" Duan Yun asked curiously.