After Crossdressing and Provoking Long AoTian

“Ahem.” Ye Chenyan cleared his throat, amusement flashing through his eyes as he leaned close to Yu Qingtang’s ear. “You...”

Yu Qingtang wore a face of righteous dignity and took a step back. “I won’t go.”

Ye Chenyan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. “You won’t go?”

“I won’t bathe.” Yu Qingtang wore the vacant expression of someone who had seen through the mortal world. “I, well... I’m a clean freak. I can’t bathe together with other people.”

Ye Chenyan deliberately asked, “Even if they’re fairies?”

“Yes.” Yu Qingtang’s gaze was firm. “That is also part of my, um... Dao heart!”

In any case, this was a cultivation setting. Something like “Dao heart” was just like “quantum mechanics”: omnipotent.

As for whether he broke through or not, he truly did not care that much. If he really got lucky in the Ancient Academy Realm and formed a Nascent Soul, then after confessing the truth later, he would have to worry about Long Aotian dragging him into the arena for a fight.

“Ah.” Ye Chenyan pretended to sigh regretfully. “Since that’s the case, I can’t force you.”

He suddenly tugged Yu Qingtang and let out a low laugh. “Don’t worry. Just wait.”

Yu Qingtang turned his head in confusion. “Huh?”

“Nothing.” Ye Chenyan smiled slyly. “I said—no peeking.”

Yu Qingtang was shocked. “What!”

You people from Whatever Peak really have no shame!

Ye Chenyan smiled and entered the concealing mist on the left.

Yu Qingtang stepped alone onto the broad path in the middle of the Dragon Transformation Pool, sat down cross-legged out of boredom, and raised his head to look at the Flying Immortals Ranking in the sky.

Actually, there were advantages to not soaking.

Everyone else soaked, and only he did not. When he came dead last, it would become extremely reasonable.

Yu Qingtang was very open-minded. He quickly adjusted his mentality and waited to watch the fun when the cultivators came out of the water.

...

Past the misty concealing barrier, the Dragon Transformation Pool contained its own hidden space.

The pool was not one huge bathhouse. It was more like a multilayered fountain. The higher one went, the denser the spiritual liquid became, the stronger the pressure, and the greater the benefits.

If someone particularly immoral came along, those below would have to bathe in the water he had just soaked in.

Scholar Xiao covered his face with his fan, looking somewhat worried. “I never thought I would have to be so honest and open with you gentlemen this soon...”

Before he could finish, a huge splash rose before his eyes. Chi Yantian, the red-haired holy son of Heavenly Fire Cult, stood naked in the water without the slightest concern, revealing a body of beautiful muscles as he cast Scholar Xiao a disdainful glance. “So fussy.”

Scholar Xiao closed his eyes. “Brother, your butt, your butt! At least put on a pair of trousers!”

Jin Yangzi gave a cold snort. Without even undressing, he leaped straight toward the second level, as though he was unwilling to let so much as the tip of his foot touch the water on the first.

Chi Yantian saw this and refused to show weakness, chasing after him and leaving behind one sentence: “Jin Yangzi, who looks like a woman, is still more straightforward than you. Hurry up, Scholar Xiao!”

A golden halo shot out from behind Jin Yangzi and brushed right past Chi Yantian’s head.

Chi Yantian grew interested. “What, want to fight?”

Jin Yangzi had his eyes closed, his expression dark. He was born with a face so beautiful it blurred the line between man and woman, especially with that red mark between his brows, a natural Guanyin-like appearance.

But a natural Guanyin-like appearance obviously did not make him compassionate, nor did it make him like being called womanly.

Ye Chenyan drifted past from behind the two of them without hurry and laughed. “You two take your time fighting. I’ll go on ahead... Hey! Why are you hitting me!”

He leaned back, dodging the golden wheel Jin Yangzi sent flying at him, and gave a scoffing laugh. “Oh, I nearly forgot. Golden Light Sect. Then that’s no surprise.”

Guiyi Sect and Golden Light Sect had never gotten along. This was hardly the first or second time.

“Oh dear—” Scholar Xiao took off his shoes and socks in embarrassment and chased after them. “Stop fighting and go upward first. Everyone behind us has already come in. At this rate, it really will become a big bathhouse!”

...

Yu Qingtang propped up his chin, his eyes empty as he watched people come and go before him. A dense crowd of cultivators poured in, then squeezed into the concealing mist.

On the left, things were bustling with activity, occasionally with some suspicion of provocation and troublemaking. On the right, delicate laughter rang out, with an occasional faintly bashful “Oh my.”

Yu Qingtang sat cross-legged in the center of the broad path, alone in his pursuit of emptied-out peace amid the noisy mortal world.

One cultivator had two legs, two eyes, and one mouth, and jumped into the water with a splash.

He closed his eyes.

Nothing more than that.

Suddenly, golden light flashed on the left. Various special effects flickered through the mist, and after a burst of clamor, a bare-assed male cultivator flew out screaming.

Yu Qingtang looked up in shock. The autumn waters and endless sky became one color; naked ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) man and splashing water flew together.

You people in the cultivation world really play hard too.

Only halfway through watching did he remember that he was currently a young lady, so he made a symbolic effort to raise a hand and cover his eyes, letting out a shy “Oh my.”

But the excitement at the Dragon Transformation Pool had only just begun.

From the left came a tremendous boom, and someone laughed loudly. “It worked! Lightning-marked Golden Core!”

“Move! Mine is a Nine-Lotus Golden Core, haha!”

“What sharp sword intent. A Guiyi Sect disciple—has he transformed his sword intent into core markings?”

Yu Qingtang stretched his neck in an attempt to watch the excitement, but all he could see was a sheet of mist. Then a person burst into the air. Peerless sword intent screamed across the sky, and vast spiritual power enveloped the space above, making most Golden Core cultivators freeze for a moment.

“It worked!” Li Ling’er had just emerged from the neighboring Dragon Transformation Pool. Her face lit up with joy as she pointed at the sky, tremendously proud. “See that? Our Eldest Senior Brother is full Golden Core now!”

Yu Qingtang applauded him. “Impressive, impressive. A deep foundation bearing fruit all at once.”

Wen Rubing had already withdrawn his pressure and landed beside the Guiyi Sect disciples.

“That’s right! See? Senior Brother is first on the Flying Immortals Ranking!” Li Ling’er had not even gotten to be proud for long before a sun abruptly rose above the Dragon Transformation Pool. Jin Yangzi sat cross-legged in the clouds, a golden sun shining behind his head, solemn and majestic.

Golden Light Sect’s commotion was not small either. Li Ling’er’s confidence weakened slightly. “It-it’s nothing. Senior Brother is still first on the Flying Immortals Ranking!”

These prodigies had not fought yet, so the current rankings were all based on cultivation. Wen Rubing, as full Golden Core, was presently the undisputed number one.

Jin Yangzi seemed to have heard Li Ling’er’s words. He tilted his head slightly, and Li Ling’er was so frightened that she hid behind Yu Qingtang. “He glared at me!”

“No,” Yu Qingtang comforted her. “His eyes aren’t even open.”

This person cultivated a special eye technique. Before he perfected it, he could not casually open his eyes, so he usually kept them closed.

“Does not opening his eyes mean he can’t glare at people?” Li Ling’er poked her head out and muttered quietly, “Why hasn’t Senior Brother Ye come out yet? He’s dawdling so much.”

“No rush.” Yu Qingtang understood the routine very well. Long Aotian absolutely had to appear last. He reassured Li Ling’er, “He’s holding back something big.”

Seeing that most cultivators had already come out of the Dragon Transformation Pool, the impatient ones had long since formed groups of two or three and headed deeper in search of opportunities. Li Ling’er looked left and right, then tugged him gently and said in a low voice, “Hey, why don’t you take this chance and go in for a soak?”

Yu Qingtang was shocked. “Huh?”

Li Ling’er seemed a little unable to bear it. She pointed toward the pool on the right. “There’s no one inside anymore.”

Yu Qingtang blinked, staring at her in wide-eyed silence. Li Ling’er raised her voice to cover herself. “I-I just thought, since you came from some tiny corner of Jinzhou, you’ve never seen the benefits of spiritual liquid and don’t even know what you’re missing right now! Don’t say later that none of us reminded you!”

She added, trying to conceal her real concern, “It’s not like I...”

The Dragon Transformation Pool suddenly shook.

Yu Qingtang’s heart tightened. With this kind of movement, it was probably Ye Chenyan’s turn.

Sure enough, with a dragon’s cry, a five-clawed golden dragon soared into the sky.

“Dragon markings...” Li Ling’er jumped up in surprise, tugging Yu Qingtang. “Dragon-marked Golden Core! Did you see that?”

“I saw, I saw!” Yu Qingtang’s mouth fell slightly open. Ye Chenyan rose while treading on the dragon, holding his silver spear, full of high spirits and handsome enough to resemble Yu Qingtang’s childhood idol, Nezha.

He did not know if his eyes were playing tricks on him, but he seemed to see Ye Chenyan in midair giving him a... not very promising smile.

Yu Qingtang abruptly had an ominous premonition.

The golden dragon was formed from a breath of dragon qi from Ye Chenyan’s Golden Core. After circling the arena once, it unexpectedly still had not dissipated. With a flick of Ye Chenyan’s spear, he guided it toward the dragon-head statue that was spouting spiritual liquid.

With a tremendous bang, the dragon-head statue flew into the sky and exploded. Spiritual liquid surged out.

Yu Qingtang’s pupils dilated. He took a horrified step back. “He-he-he...”

Ye Chenyan reacted quickly and threw out a gourd. A large amount of spiritual liquid was sucked in backward. At the same time, the entire Dragon Transformation Pool trembled. The spiritual liquid boiled into whirlpools, and one ferocious water dragon after another took shape, roaring toward them.

Wen Rubing’s expression changed. “Damn it. Someone is stealing the spiritual liquid and has activated the killing formation! Get out, quickly!”

Everyone fled in panic. Fortunately, those water dragons only rushed toward the culprit and paid no attention to the other cultivators.

Yu Qingtang scrambled up and ran in a sorry state. He had only taken two steps before Ye Chenyan scooped him onto the spirit boat.

Ye Chenyan amusedly shook the water droplets from the tip of his spear and reminded everyone, “Why run? Take advantage of the chaos and steal some!”

The Guiyi Sect disciples froze, each of them wearing a strange expression as they subconsciously looked toward their Eldest Senior Brother, Wen Rubing.

Several traces of struggle crossed Wen Rubing’s face. In the end, he gritted his teeth. “Steal while retreating!”

Now the disciples each displayed their own abilities. Pots, bowls, ladles, and basins all came out, and they ran after scooping up spiritual liquid. Quite a few people even wore the joyful expressions of a bountiful harvest and the excitement of cutting loose.

Only then did Ye Chenyan turn his head to look at Yu Qingtang. Droplets of water still hung from his brows. He stuffed the gourd full of spiritual liquid into Yu Qingtang’s arms and smiled with reckless abandon. “You run first! I’ll come find you in a bit!”

He kicked off the spirit boat and turned to meet the water dragons.

Yu Qingtang hugged the gourd in his arms, struggled to get up, and looked back at him. “Be careful, aaah!”

The roaring water dragons wove into a killing move like an inescapable net, enveloping him. Ye Chenyan charged into the formation and broke the array eye with one spear strike. The ferocious water dragons exploded into scattered sprays of water.

Water droplets fell from the sky in connected lines, striking his body without causing the slightest harm.

Outside the Ancient Academy Realm, the crowd broke into an uproar.

“Hahahaha!” Tianji Zi laughed so hard he rocked back and forth. His body tilted and rolled off the cloud, then he climbed back up, laughing until the auspicious cloud beneath him nearly scattered from the shaking. “That brat! Hahahaha!”

Whispers rang nonstop all around. Someone said indignantly, “Absurd! That brat... truly absurd!”

“He actually dared set his sights on the spiritual liquid of the Dragon Transformation Pool. This-this...”

“Isn’t it said that the treasures inside the Ancient Academy Realm are ownerless? If other things can be taken, why can’t this spiritual liquid be taken? It’s just that ordinary people don’t have the ability to take it.”

Quite a few gazes fell on Guiyi Sect. Elder Lieyang of Golden Light Sect sneered. “Hmph. What fine disciples Guiyi Sect teaches.”

Sword Sovereign Tianyi’s expression was indifferent. “Silence.”

The uproar across the field was cut off.

Tianji Zi sat with no proper posture at all, laughing arrogantly. “What are you looking at? Never seen a devoted lover before? If you’ve got the ability, you can also fly into a rage for a beauty and steal spiritual liquid...”

Sword Sovereign Tianyi’s brow twitched. The sheath of his sword poked Tianji Zi in the face in warning. “You be silent too.”

Only then did Tianji Zi shut his mouth. He merely waggled his brows and made faces, which was just as infuriating.

Inside the Ancient Academy Realm, Yu Qingtang still had no idea that the outside had already exploded into chaos.

Ye Chenyan crouched in front of him, poked his cheek, and smiled. “Didn’t I tell you to run? Why didn’t you move?”

Yu Qingtang: “...”

From a certain perspective, staying beside Long Aotian might be safer than running somewhere else.

But that was only the reason he had come up with just now. In reality, he had simply not had time.

Yu Qingtang shakily raised a thumb. “...Amazing.”

But Big Brother, the next time you suddenly get inspired and do something outside the original plot, could you give me a warning first?

He had never done anything this thrilling in either of his two lives!

The other Guiyi Sect disciples had not gone far either. Little Junior Sister was holding a jade bottle filled with spiritual liquid, still somewhat frantic. She pointed at Ye Chenyan, furious. “Has he gone mad? What was he showing off for!”

Ye Chenyan leaned back against the spirit boat and smiled at her over his shoulder. “Don’t act virtuous after getting a bargain. Careful, or I’ll steal your spiritual liquid.”

Li Ling’er was afraid he would actually do it and hurriedly hid behind Wen Rubing. “Eldest Senior Brother, say something to him!”

“Oh no!” Ye Chenyan grabbed Yu Qingtang to support him, his expression concerned. “Miss Yu, are you frightened? Quick, let’s find a quiet place for you to rest!”

“Eldest Senior Brother, I’ll go on ahead!”

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