After Crossdressing and Provoking Long AoTian

Yu Qingtang had only just tied the red cord on when someone in the sky shouted, “The gate is open!”

He looked up along with everyone else, and sure enough, golden light blazed in the heavens, clouds and mist surged, and wondrous signs filled the air. The great gate of the academy, heavy with the weight of a thousand years, slowly opened before the crowd.

All the sects and factions in midair stirred at once. The atmosphere turned strange and subtle as everyone sized one another up. On closer inspection, even their positions were carefully arranged.

The Esoteric Sect occupied the center. Four Books Academy was rumored to have evolved from a branch of the ancient Sage-Hearing Academy’s lineage, so it stood on one side of the Esoteric Sect together with Guiyi Sect, the host.

After that came the powerful sects from all across the Nine Provinces, each standing in order, exchanging greetings while watching one another.

The holy maiden of the Esoteric Sect said something to the old man beside her. The old man smiled and nodded, then stepped forward. His voice was clearly not loud, yet it rang beside the ear of every person present.

“A thousand years ago, Sage-Hearing Academy flew away from Qingzhou overnight, and with it vanished countless great experts and prodigies within the academy.”

“After that, once every sixty years, Sage-Hearing Academy reveals one corner of itself. It permits only cultivators under one hundred years old and at the Golden Core realm to enter and seek their own opportunities.”

“I imagine the seniors of Sage-Hearing Academy would be gratified to see the young heroes of the realm gathered here today.”

Yu Qingtang craned his neck up and, for one instant, hallucinated a school leader giving a speech before a sports meet.

He quietly turned his head and reminded Ye Chenyan, “Look at that holy maiden of the Esoteric Sect.”

Ye Chenyan glanced over and raised an eyebrow. “I looked. What about her?”

Yu Qingtang hinted tactfully, “Don’t you think she looks a little familiar?”

Ye Chenyan’s expression turned strange. “She’s covered up like that. What part of her looks familiar?”

Yu Qingtang’s eyes widened in shock. In the original, you recognized her! No matter how much the plot changes, you can’t lose your eyesight too!

Yu Qingtang quietly turned his head over and spoke with sincere gravity. “Look more carefully.”

“Think about it. Back then, on the back mountain of Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion, did you meet anyone else?”

“Oh—” Ye Chenyan finally showed an expression of sudden realization. “After you left, a female cultivator returned Lightning to me.”

Yu Qingtang sucked in a cold breath. “‘A female cultivator’? You...”

You’re calling the heroine “a female cultivator”?

He disliked seeing Long Aotian build a harem, but he had not intended for him to stay single all the way to the end, either. He still hoped to match Ye Chenyan with his official main wife, the holy maiden of the Esoteric Sect.

But this direction...

The look Yu Qingtang gave Ye Chenyan changed slightly.

The greatest harm caused by this star from beyond the heavens could not possibly be that he had knocked Ye Chenyan’s entire romance line out of existence, could it?

“After her, I met several more female cultivators too.” Ye Chenyan winked at him. “I nearly got arrested as a lecher. It was only because the fairies were kindhearted and thought I didn’t look like a bad person...”

Yu Qingtang: “...”

Weren’t you all supposed to break his third leg? Fairies, you can’t be this blatant with your double standards!

“I originally wanted to ask them about your background,” Ye Chenyan said, turning around. “But then I thought, if they knew you had seen me and failed to report it, they might make things difficult for you, so I didn’t say anything.”

He leaned closer and smiled at him.

“Fortunately, I still found you in the end.”

Yu Qingtang loosely covered his own heart.

Ye Chenyan asked in concern, “What’s wrong?”

Yu Qingtang said, “...Nothing.”

Only his conscience hurting.

The old man in the sky finally reached the important part.

“Within Sage-Hearing Academy, there is a volume of secret arts known as the Heaven-Mending Art. Heh, ordinary people cannot cultivate this art. Only those born with an innate Dao fetus may cultivate it.”

“If anyone can find this technique, the Esoteric Sect promises to open its scripture pavilion to that person for ten days.”

The entire crowd burst into an uproar.

Even Fifth Senior Brother could not help scratching his head. “Legend says the Esoteric Sect’s scripture pavilion records all kinds of secret techniques from primordial antiquity to the present day. Even the untransmitted secrets of many great sects are recorded there...”

Yu Qingtang secretly looked toward Ye Chenyan, only to be caught red-handed by him.

Ye Chenyan smiled. “You want to go?”

Yu Qingtang blinked and answered quietly, “If you look at my level of enthusiasm for cultivation, you should know I don’t have ambitions that lofty.”

Ye Chenyan laughed despite himself. “True.”

Suddenly, a laugh came from the crowd.

“But what if I’m not interested in secret techniques, and only interested in beauties?”

Everyone turned toward the voice. The speaker was leaning on a couch. He was clearly a man, yet for some reason, he seemed indescribably alluring.

When many people saw the pair of fluffy fox ears on his head, their gazes sharpened, and their expressions varied.

Yu Qingtang heard someone murmur, “It’s the Fox King of Qingqiu! The demon race dares come to a grand event of the human race...”

But the fox swept his gaze across the area, and no one around him dared make another sound.

“If we demonfolk of Great Wilderness Mountain find this Heaven-Mending Art, I don’t want to read any blasted books...” The Fox King of Qingqiu smiled until his eyes curved. “I want to see the face beneath that little beauty’s veil.”

Yu Qingtang secretly looked at Ye Chenyan again.

Ye Chenyan raised an eyebrow. “What is it this time?”

Yu Qingtang thought about it, then decided to make one more effort at hinting. “He’s so rude. Aren’t you going to curse him out a little?”

Ye Chenyan pointed at the sky. “Do you know what cultivation realm that old man has? An Integration-stage cultivator is standing right in front of her. Why should I stick my neck out?”

Yu Qingtang: “...”

It was over. Long Aotian had grown a brain.

He withdrew his gaze in shock. Not only had the original female cultivators’ love-addled brains all cured themselves, even Long Aotian’s love-addled brain had been cured?

Overhead, the old man intimidated the Fox King. A Daoist from Golden Light Sect was helping add support and curry favor, only for Tianji Zi to mock him a couple times. He replied with a sour face, and over there, the tone-deaf elder from Heavenly Music Sect helped mediate. Back and forth they went, wonderfully lively.

Seeing that the major figures were still going to be lively for a while, Fifth Senior Brother listened to the gossip with part of his attention while turning to remind Yu Qingtang, “Little Junior... Sister, you must not try to be brave. If you encounter danger...”

Yu Qingtang obediently nodded. “If I encounter danger, I’ll obediently hand over my storage ring. I absolutely won’t covet worldly possessions.”

“Mm.” Fifth Senior Brother nodded in relief. “If it truly comes to it, there’s also our ultimate technique...”

“Don’t worry.” Yu Qingtang lifted his head with confidence. “I’ve practiced that move very well.”

“Ahem.” Ye Chenyan could not hold back a laugh. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled him. “Ready?”

“Mm?” Yu Qingtang froze. “Aren’t they still arguing?”

“Someone can’t hold back anymore.” Ye Chenyan pointed toward Heavenly Fire Cult with great interest, and Yu Qingtang immediately spotted Chi Yantian, the holy son of Heavenly Fire Cult.

His head of red hair was extremely conspicuous. In the span of one second, he had already changed positions several times, unable to sit still as though his backside were on fire.

Sure enough, he did not endure for long. He abruptly slapped his mount and shouted, “What’s there to argue about! The academy is already open. Why waste time? Chi Yantian of Rongzhou’s Heavenly Fire Cult will go on ahead!”

The Blazing Rhinoceros beneath him charged straight toward the academy gate, treading on flames.

Before Yu Qingtang could even see his path forward clearly, his body went light, and he appeared on Ye Chenyan’s pirate ship.

He looked around in panic. People were flying out from all the major sects and factions, clearly all intending to seize this auspicious first entry.

A scholar in blue, carrying a bookcase on his back, stepped through the void and caught up. “Scholar Xiao of Central Province’s Four Books Academy. Please grant me instruction!”

Golden Light Sect’s special effects were the most light-polluting. It was like a sun had flown over from the distance, making the figure within impossible to see. “Hmph! Jin Yangzi of Mingzhou’s Golden Light Sect. Move aside!”

“Hehe, how fierce. Pretty Butterfly of Nanzhou’s Pleasure Sect is here~” A fragrant breeze swept in, and a graceful barefoot girl rose into the air surrounded by butterflies.

Yu Qingtang clung tightly to the wall of the spirit boat. Ahead of him, Ye Chenyan stepped on the spirit boat as it soared into the sky. Holding his spear upright, he was full of high spirits.

“Ye Chenyan of Qingzhou’s Guiyi Sect.”

He glanced sideways and smiled. “And Jinzhou’s Biehe—mmph!”

Yu Qingtang threw himself over and covered his mouth, nearly kneeling to him on the spot. “Don’t announce it, don’t announce it! I’m begging you, don’t announce my name!”

What level was he at, daring to farm presence in a place like this? What level was Biehe Sect at, daring to mention itself in the same breath as these sects?

Ye Chenyan’s mouth was covered, leaving only a pair of smiling eyes exposed. The spirit boat beneath his feet did not slow in the slightest, and he crashed into the academy gate almost simultaneously with the other prodigies.

Among the crowd, their acquaintances all had different expressions.

At Heavenly Fire Cult, Tu Jiaojiao curled her lip in disdain. “So clingy. I can’t stand it... Heavenly Fire Cult disciples! Follow me!”

At Heavenly Music Sect, a strange light flashed through Miaoyin Xian’s eyes, and she let out a low laugh. “It’s them.”

Fifth Senior Brother wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he watched the two of them tug and wrestle their way into the Ancient Academy Realm.

“Shen Lieshi, Little Shen, Fifth Senior Brother!”

Someone behind him seemed to be calling him. Fifth Senior Brother froze and looked back, then stared in astonishment as Tianji Zi drifted over above everyone’s heads on a cloud and greeted him.

“Come up here to watch! Don’t squeeze in down there!”

Fifth Senior Brother began to stammer. “N-no, Senior, I...”

“Don’t be polite.” Tianji Zi smiled and directly swept his horsetail whisk out, scooping him up. “Who knows? We might be in-laws someday.”

Fifth Senior Brother was so frightened he did not dare say a word.

Sword Sovereign Tianyi slowly turned his head and gave Tianji Zi a deep look.

Far from feeling ashamed, Tianji Zi took pride in it. “See that? My disciple draws the eye, doesn’t he? Your Little Wen is good in every way. He just has too many concerns.”

Wen Rubing turned back helplessly and bowed. “Martial Uncle...”

Li Ling’er could not help grinding her teeth. “How is he drawing the eye? The two of them are clearly making spectacles of themselves! They were one step away from rolling inside!”

“Tugging and pulling at each other in public...”

“Jealous. The little girl is jealous.” Tianji Zi deliberately provoked her and pointed at the Flying Immortals Ranking, the magical artifact of Four Books Academy slowly unfurling in the sky. “See that? Their names are even written together. What a match.”

“You!” Li Ling’er was furious. “Just keep watching the show, why don’t you!”

Sharp-eyed, she saw Golden Light Sect’s disciples enter in formation and, unwilling to fall behind, urged, “Eldest Senior Brother, let’s go too!”

Wen Rubing nodded slightly. With a light tap of his foot, the Guiyi Sect disciples followed behind him in formation, actually stepping atop a gigantic flying sword.

The disciples cupped their fists and shouted in low voices, “Qingzhou, Guiyi Sect!”

Fifth Senior Brother wiped the sweat from his forehead and murmured under his breath, “Safe, safe.”

...

Inside the gate at that moment, Yu Qingtang and the prodigies who had just entered had all stopped before the legendary Dragon Transformation Pool.

He had been so busy watching the excitement just now that he had nearly forgotten this part.

This wretched academy required people to burn incense and bathe as soon as they entered. Of course, it was not an ordinary bath. They washed in spiritual liquid. Quite a few Golden Core cultivators suppressed their breakthroughs precisely for the sake of this Dragon Transformation Pool.

A soak here could solidify one’s Golden Core and refine core markings.

A premium Golden Core, one better than six. Cultivators who used it all said it was good.

Before Yu Qingtang, there was a dragon head on the left and a phoenix head on the right, both gurgling spiritual liquid into the pool.

“Oh my.” Pretty Butterfly gave the male cultivators a coquettish laugh. “No peeking, all right? Careful your eyes don’t fall out.”

She stepped into the concealing mist, yet deliberately tossed out an outer robe stained with floral fragrance. Scholar Xiao snapped his fan open to block his face and repeatedly muttered, “Look not upon impropriety.”

Jin Yangzi gave a cold snort, flung his sleeves, and walked toward the left.

Yu Qingtang stood in place without moving, as firm as a statue.

Men to the left, women to the right. I’ll stand in the middle.

Author’s Note:

Yu Qingtang: You don’t have private shower stalls here? Can I get away with being [N O V E L I G H T] from the south? (weary)

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