After Crossdressing and Provoking Long AoTian

Both sides were at daggers drawn, the atmosphere ready to ignite at the slightest touch.

Yu Qingtang had never witnessed this scene in person, but he had seen it countless times in novels—when this kid was not being a lovesick idiot, he really was arrogant enough to make everyone want to beat him up.

For a moment, Yu Qingtang did not know whether he should try to stop them or not.

If he stopped them, he would have to look into that mirror.

If he did not, they would start fighting—and the people opposite them were Miaoyin Xian’s fellow disciples. If he remembered correctly, the one holding the mirror even seemed to be Miaoyin Xian’s uncle.

They had not even met the woman yet, and Ye Chenyan was about to beat up her uncle first. That was...

The middle-aged cultivator holding the Object-Reflecting Mirror gave a cold laugh. “In Jinzhou, if my Heavenly Music Sect tells her to come over, then she comes over!”

“Look at that petty little backwater-sect air of hers. I doubt she is the person we are looking for. If anything, the fact that she happens to resemble her a little is already a fortune beyond her wildest dreams!”

Yu Qingtang silently withdrew the hand he had stretched out halfway and tucked it behind his back.

Suddenly, he did not feel like stopping them anymore.

With that temper of his, in the immortal cultivation world, even if he did not get beaten up by Ye Chenyan, sooner or later someone else would beat him up anyway. Calculated that way, being beaten up by Long Aotian would at least give him more face.

Ye Chenyan scoffed, tilted his head, and looked even more unruly. “You think you’re worthy?”

“Hmph! Reckless fool!” The middle-aged cultivator left behind a classic pre-beating line and was just about to strike when a familiar voice came from behind them. “Wait—”

Yu Qingtang’s hand moved faster than his brain, and he grabbed Ye Chenyan again.

Behind him, Biehe Sect’s Eldest Senior Sister, Yue Huanian, came rushing over like a gust of wind and fire. She charged straight past the two of them to the middle-aged cultivator from the Heavenly Music Sect and greeted him warmly. “Uncle Zhang!”

The middle-aged cultivator staggered back two steps in astonishment. “Who are you?”

“It’s me! Biehe Sect’s eldest!” Eldest Senior Sister was overflowing with enthusiasm. “My Master says Biehe Sect and the Heavenly Music Sect were one family eight hundred years ago. Your founding patriarch even held my Master when he was little...”

The middle-aged cultivator froze, then showed an expression of distaste. “There is no need to bring up something from eight hundred years ago now.”

Distasteful as he looked, he actually did not deny it.

Yu Qingtang was a little amazed. So they really had been one family before!

These details had never been written in the novel. Who knew whether this was something the book world had filled in on its own, or something the author had once come up with and never published.

“Oh, it’s all the same.” Eldest Senior Sister beckoned to him, signaling that they should step aside to talk. She pointed at Yu Qingtang and lowered her voice. “This is our Biehe Sect’s Little Junior Sister.”

Although she had deliberately lowered her voice, Yu Qingtang, as a music cultivator, still heard her loud and clear. He had no idea whether Ye Chenyan could hear her.

Then Eldest Senior Sister pointed at Ye Chenyan. “And this is my Little Junior Sister’s sweetheart.”

Yu Qingtang: “!”

He looked at Ye Chenyan in alarm. Ye Chenyan’s face was dark, and it seemed he had not heard.

Eldest Senior Sister was still spouting nonsense. As familiar as if they were lifelong friends, she pressed down on the Object-Reflecting Mirror. “This mirror cannot be used.”

The middle-aged cultivator knew she was from Biehe Sect and had already believed her somewhat, but he still felt he could not save face that way. He stiffened his neck and asked, “If there is a clear conscience, why can it not be used?”

“Tsk, you don’t understand.” Eldest Senior Sister winked at him. “A young female cultivator going on a date with her sweetheart naturally has to ‘dress herself up’ a little.”

She subtly touched her own chin. “There’s just a tiny bit of illusion.”

The middle-aged cultivator finally understood. His suspicious gaze swept back and forth over Yu Qingtang’s face.

Yu Qingtang: “...”

Numb.

Eldest Senior Sister pinched two fingers together and nodded firmly. “A tiny bit.”

The middle-aged cultivator scoffed. “I was wondering. How could Biehe Sect raise such a peerless beauty? So it turns out...”

“Hey, hey, hey!” Eldest Senior Sister hurriedly stopped him from continuing. “Give us some face!”

The middle-aged cultivator waved a hand in disgust. “Go, go! And in the future, don’t go telling people outside that you and the Heavenly Music Sect are one family.”

“Will do!” Eldest Senior Sister turned around with a radiant smile and gave Yu Qingtang a look, signaling them to follow quickly.

Ye Chenyan’s face was black. He was clearly extremely unconvinced, but after glancing at Yu Qingtang, he still followed without saying anything.

They had only taken two steps when he lightly bumped Yu Qingtang. “Don’t worry. He will learn his lesson.”

“Huh?” Yu Qingtang froze, then widened his eyes in shock and looked back in a panic. “What did you do?”

The moment he turned back, he happened to see the middle-aged cultivator reach out and scratch his back. Then scratch again. Then again, and again, and again.

Ye Chenyan smiled smugly and arched a brow at him.

Yu Qingtang remembered all those strange little gadgets Ye Chenyan had in the early part of the story. A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead. He grabbed Ye Chenyan and Eldest Senior Sister and sped up, rushing down toward the town below.

Ye Chenyan was somewhat caught off guard. “Hey? Why are you running?”

“You did something bad and you’re not running?” Yu Qingtang was flustered. “If we’re any slower, he’ll realize we did it!”

After Ye Chenyan landed on the ground, he still looked unconvinced. “What is there to be afraid of? It’s not as if I can’t beat him.”

Eldest Senior Sister had not caught up yet. “No, wait. Why are you making trouble for my Uncle Zhang?”

Yu Qingtang briefly recounted what had happened. “Your Uncle Zhang insulted me.”

Eldest Senior Sister’s face changed instantly. “Then he deserved to be beaten.”

Ye Chenyan looked her up and down, then recovered his manners. “May I ask who this is...”

Only then did Yu Qingtang remember that in the original plot, Eldest Senior Sister and Ye Chenyan had never met. This was, in fact, their first meeting.

Eldest Senior Sister seemed to only now remember to act gentle and dignified. She smiled with pursed lips. “I am Biehe Sect’s first disciple, Yue Huanian.”

“Tangtang left in such a hurry that there wasn’t even time to bring two changes of clothes, so I came to deliver a small bundle.”

As she spoke, she reached out, pulled Yu Qingtang over, linked arms with him, and casually stuffed a small bundle into his hands.

Yu Qingtang nervously watched Ye Chenyan’s expression.

This kid wouldn’t start lusting after Eldest Senior Sister too, right?

Ye Chenyan’s gaze, however, did not land on his Senior Sister’s face. Instead, it landed on her hand—or more precisely, the hand linked around Yu Qingtang’s arm.

“Senior Sister, there is no need to be in such a hurry.” Ye Chenyan quietly shifted closer to Yu Qingtang’s side and also pressed up next to him. “Whatever Miss Yu lacks, I will buy for her.”

“Heh-heh.” Eldest Senior Sister’s laugh was dripping with mockery. “Our Tangtang is plain-living and hardworking. He isn’t used to that kind of spoiled, extravagant young-lady lifestyle. Your approach won’t work.”

Yu Qingtang listened with his heart in his throat, afraid his Eldest Senior Sister would anger Ye Chenyan outright. He quickly nudged her with his elbow, reminding her to rein herself in.

Who knew that not only did Ye Chenyan not get angry, he actually leaned past Yu Qingtang from behind and asked her eagerly, “Then what approach would work?”

Eldest Senior Sister got stuck. Clearly, making something up on the spot was very difficult.

“Ahem.” Yu Qingtang cleared his throat. “Is anyone hungry? Since we’ve already arrived in town and the sky is getting late, why don’t we find somewhere to stay?”

“All right,” Ye Chenyan agreed readily. “The inn I stayed at on the way here was not bad. I’ll lead the way.”

By the time they reached the entrance of an inn that looked even more luxurious than their entire sect, Eldest Senior Sister and Yu Qingtang lifted their heads, read the signboard clearly, and sucked in a breath in unison.

“Well, would you look at that. Heavenly Residence.” Eldest Senior Sister edged awkwardly closer to Yu Qingtang’s ear. “Back when I broke through to Nascent Soul, our Master came here to get a pork hock to go.”

Yu Qingtang’s eyes widened slightly. “How come I don’t remember that?”

“You hadn’t joined the sect yet when I broke through to Nascent Soul.” Eldest Senior Sister’s gaze turned somewhat melancholy. “After that, my cultivation just... stopped rising.”

As she spoke, she smacked her lips, clearly savoring the memory.

Yu Qingtang swallowed. “Was the pork hock good?”

“Good.” Eldest Senior Sister held up two fingers. “Two hundred low-grade spirit stones’ worth of delicious.”

Over there, Ye Chenyan had already booked the rooms. He turned back and called to them. “Two Fairies, shall we eat something first?”

Yu Qingtang answered on instinct, “Nascent Soul pork hock.”

Eldest Senior Sister hurriedly clapped a hand over his mouth.

“Hmm?” Ye Chenyan was somewhat puzzled. He turned and asked the innkeeper, “Do you have that dish?”

The innkeeper was puzzled too. “We have pork hock, yes, but Nascent Soul pork hock, that...”

Ye Chenyan laughed despite himself. “Then it seems they do not have it here. Today we can eat ordinary pork hock instead. How does that sound?”

Yu Qingtang was just about to nod when Eldest Senior Sister bumped him. “How does that sound? What about your persona!”

Yu Qingtang: “...I do not like meat.”

His heart hurt so badly from telling such a lie against his conscience.

Ye Chenyan raised a brow slightly and looked at Yue Huanian. “Then Eldest Senior Sister?”

Eldest Senior Sister was extremely wary. “Who is your Eldest Senior Sister?”

Ye Chenyan’s smile was warm. “Will you eat pork hock? There’s also this inn’s signature squirrel fish, beggar’s chicken...”

Eldest Senior Sister shamefully swallowed.

Yu Qingtang: “...Heh.”

For this meal, in order to maintain his persona, Yu Qingtang resisted the temptation of the Nascent Soul pork hock and ate a little vegetarian food.

Afterward, Eldest Senior Sister found an excuse to send Ye Chenyan away, followed Yu Qingtang into the room, and shut the door. Only then did she let out a breath.

Eldest Senior Sister could not help looking around the room. Envious, she said, “Guiyi Sect really is rich. I only came to deliver something, and he even opened a room for me.”

Yu Qingtang had already opened the small bundle she had brought. “What did you bring me?”

He lifted out a pale-yellow dress, then a peacock-blue skirt, then a white gauze outer robe...

Yu Qingtang looked up speechlessly. “It isn’t all clothes, is it?”

“There’s also some jewelry. All things your Senior Sisters have no use for... ah, no, things we went through untold hardship to gather for you.” Eldest Senior Sister leaned over. “Come, come, come. I’ll teach you how to match them.”

Yu Qingtang rummaged through the bundle, then expressionlessly pinched out one item between two fingers...

A scarlet mandarin-duck bellyband.

He looked at Eldest Senior Sister in silence. He said nothing, yet seemed to have said everything.

Eldest Senior Sister cleared her throat. “This, of course, does not belong to the three of us. It was prepared especially for you.”

Yu Qingtang was incredulous. “Especially?”

“I’ll teach you.” Eldest Senior Sister pointed at the door. “If you ever run into some special situation where it’s inconvenient to see people but unavoidable, throw this in his face! At the very least, it can buy you three to five breaths!”

Yu Qingtang: “...”

His numb gaze carried a trace of exhaustion. “Senior Sister, what kind of strategist are you, exactly?”

Eldest Senior Sister took his hand affectionately. “Tang, things like face are not important. Senior Sister only hopes that you can stay safe and sound...”

A knock suddenly sounded at the door, and Ye Chenyan’s voice came from outside. “Miss Yu.”

“Crap!”

Eldest Senior Sister scooped up the items in one swift motion and shot out the window. Yu Qingtang rolled into the bed in a single flip and pretended to sleep. The two of them were so practiced they looked as though they had been caught by their Master stealing midnight snacks countless times.

Only after Yu Qingtang closed his eyes and pretended to sleep did he belatedly realize—

There had been absolutely no need for that!

But just as he was about to open his eyes, Ye Chenyan actually pushed the door open and came right in! Yu Qingtang was so frightened that he immediately squeezed his eyes shut again.

Entering a girl’s room without waiting for an answer. No wonder you keep stumbling into beauties bathing, changing clothes, and revealing birthmarks!

“Miss Yu, this Green Fiend Monkey’s hair is somewhat strange. It took that mirror and...” Ye Chenyan walked into the room holding the Object-Reflecting Mirror, then abruptly fell silent.

He looked doubtfully at the brightly lit room, the half-open window, and Yu Qingtang lying on the bed. Then he slowly walked to the bedside and called in a lowered voice, “Miss Yu?”

He lowered his head, looked at the mirror in his hand, and raised his brows slightly.

Author’s Note:

Yu Qingtang: Why did I pretend?

Eldest Senior Sister: Why did I hide?

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