The Sect Master’s Unexpected Demand

Mu Qingli almost died of laughter!

When Mu Qingli thought of Qingyou shooting herself in the foot, she instantly felt relieved, and all the anger and grievances she had suffered before disappeared.

I had assumed I would accept, even if Lin Wan’er only possessed a middle-grade bone structure, I would have been content.

Yet, to my utter astonishment, I had hit the jackpot!

Never before had she witnessed the testing stone emit such a brilliant radiance!

However, this was not the time for celebration.

Though the person was now in her grasp, nothing had yet been set in stone.

“Quick, undress!” A hint of urgency flashed across Mu Qingli’s face.

“Huh?!” Lin Mo instinctively clutched at his chest, gazing at Mu Qingli in utter astonishment. “Wh-what are you doing!?”

Before Lin Mo could even fully process the situation, he was ushered into the palace hall.

He hadn’t yet grasped the full implications when this Sect Master demanded he undress?

‘What the hell, is she trying to take advantage of me!?’

‘While he would gladly accept being taken advantage of, his current identity was that of a girl! If his true gender were to be discovered…’

Lin Mo dared not imagine how he would meet his end!

“Stop dawdling!” Mu Qingli, exceedingly impatient, had already shed her long robes, leaving only a thin bustier that tightly encased the burgeoning, snow-white mounds of her chest.

Lin Mo, who had been resisting just a second ago, now found his eyes wide and fixed.

‘As expected of an immortal cultivator, their physique is truly exceptional.’

“Disciple, stop staring! Once you become my disciple, you can have as many of these as you wish! Undress!”

Perhaps she was a child from the countryside, unfamiliar with such garments as bustiers, Mu Qingli mused, without delving deeper.

After all, she herself had only learned of such things after joining the sect.

‘Wait, no.’

Mu Qingli focused her gaze, and suddenly felt a pang of awkwardness.

‘Her disciple’s chest was as flat as a sheer cliff face, seemingly having no need for such items… It couldn’t be that she was looking at this…’

‘Could it be…’

Mu Qingli lowered her gaze, her own feet perfectly hidden.

A sudden realization dawned upon her!

So, Lin Mo desired these after all!

These were symbols of femininity.

Without them, wouldn’t she be no different from a man?

The world of women was cruel.

Talent had to be exceptional, the figure had to be good, and the face could not be lacking.

Thinking about it, Heaven was truly fair.

It had bestowed upon her disciple astonishing talent and unparalleled beauty, yet it had stripped her of her feminine pride, giving her a body strikingly similar to a man’s.

Just look at those muscular arms and lean, powerful physique.

Such was the cruelty of fate.

Outside, this might pose a difficult problem, but within the Xuan Nv Sect, it was no issue at all!

“Wan’er, rest assured, there will be no problem.

If you desire them, your Master can bestow them upon you, allowing you to possess such things as well.”

However, to Lin Mo’s ears, this carried an entirely different meaning.

‘Master can give me…?’

‘Allow me to have… as well?’

‘Does that mean I can… freely touch… the Sect Master’s… breasts?’

Lin Mo found himself involuntarily lost in wild fantasies.

Mu Qingli’s figure, right before him, was truly a masterpiece.

Curvaceous and well-proportioned, her waist was astonishingly slender, swaying gracefully with her every movement.

There was not a single trace of excess flesh on her lower abdomen, which was as flat as a polished mirror, radiating a healthy sheen under the light.

Her skin appeared as if meticulously polished from mutton-fat jade, delicate yet firm, as if the slightest touch would send ripples across its surface.

Furthermore, her cool attire was light and flowing.

It was so sheer that with just a bit more light, one could see through the thin silk entirely.

Lin Mo felt a wicked fire ignite in his lower abdomen, threatening to surge downwards and erupt skyward!

‘If it were to erupt, he would truly be doomed.’

‘I’m sorry… Yang Po Po!’

Lin Mo squeezed his eyes shut, then snapped them open, desperately attempting to replace the alluring, world-toppling face before him with Yang Po Po’s wrinkled visage.

He imagined her winking and leering at him, cooing incessantly, “Little Lin, come and have some fun with Granny~”

Then, with her withered, shriveled body, dressed in that light, flowing gown that projected her form onto the hem like a curtain, she would strike provocative poses.

‘Ugh~’

‘Good news: it worked.

That wicked fire was summarily kicked away by Yang Po Po.’

‘Bad news: Yang Po Po was now permanently etched into his mind.’

‘But there’s always a trade-off.

This price… Lin Mo accepted!’

‘As long as it saved his life.’

Observing Lin Mo’s wide, staring eyes, and his yearning expression, Mu Qingli’s lips curved into a faint smile.

‘She truly wants to change her body, doesn’t she?’

For women, nothing was more appealing than this.

Beauty and a delicate body — why couldn’t one have both?

Moreover, what she could provide was far more than just these superficial things.

“Wan’er.” Mu Qingli’s address instantly became more intimate. “I can give you even greater treasures, provided you cooperate with me now.”

“Cooperate?”

Suddenly associating ‘cooperate’ with undressing, Lin Mo was a hundred percent unwilling!

‘Once these clothes truly come off, I’m utterly doomed!’

Suddenly, a violent tremor shook the palace, as if an earthquake had struck.

“Wh-what’s going on!?” Lin Mo was greatly alarmed.

Mu Qingli, however, remained unperturbed.

She sensed a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation assailing her formation.

She surmised that that old hag Immortal Qing You had likely cast aside all pretense and intended to forcefully seize what was hers!

‘Now that things have come to this, how could I possibly let you have your way?’

She had always been questioned by the higher-ups, who believed she was unworthy of her position, lacking both outstanding strength, the ability to manage the sect, and exceptional disciples.

Now, with her authority usurped, and the sect’s affairs entirely in the hands of Grand Elder Qing You, her only way to prove herself was to cultivate an excellent disciple.

An outstanding disciple, one capable of crushing all of Immortal Qing You’s disciples.

Her opponent also knew that if she were given a single point of leverage to establish herself, she would no longer be a mere acting Sect Master or interim leader, but the true Sect Master of the Xuan Nv Sect.

At that time, she could continue her master’s policies, and prevent that damned bunch of scoundrels from causing trouble.

Now, although it pained her to do this to her new disciple, it was the only way.

In the future, she would absolutely compensate her, even if it cost her own life!

Mu Qingli hardened her resolve, and directly pulled Lin Mo towards her, intending to forcibly transmit the cultivation technique.

Once the sect master’s inherited cultivation method was practiced, even if Immortal Qing You broke in, everything would already be set in stone!

The Xuan Nv Sect’s cultivation technique was powerful and formidable, though it also had many flaws.

However, in Mu Qingli’s eyes, these very flaws were now advantages.

Her own aptitude was insufficient to improve this cultivation method, but her disciple surely could!

Her aptitude surpassed her own, and would undoubtedly achieve great renown!

Moreover, once this cultivation method was practiced, it would be impossible to switch to any other.

By directly transmitting the technique, Immortal Qing You would be powerless to change anything!

Lin Wan’er would then belong only to her as a disciple!

“Forgive me, Wan’er, your Master might have to be a little rough.” Mu Qingli apologized first.

‘Huh?’

Lin Mo was stunned.

Before he could even react, Mu Qingli violently tore open his outer skirt.

‘What the hell?’

Thankfully, there was still an inner lining, otherwise, the fact of his being a man would have been exposed a second sooner.

But no matter what, wasn’t he doomed to be exposed?

‘A dead end!’

Lin Mo wanted to escape, but how could he possibly get away?

He was just an ordinary person, without a shred of cultivation.

The only way out of this predicament… was through his mouth.

‘Mouth Jutsu!’ (TL Note: A Chinese slang term, ‘zuì dùn,’ referring to using one’s words or rhetoric to resolve a situation, often humorously implying persuasion or talking one’s way out of trouble.)

This mouth had once helped Lin Mo escape from Qiu Yue’s clutches!

He believed that this time, it would also turn danger into safety!

“Sect Master, I—”

“Time is of the essence, don’t speak for now.” Mu Qingli lightly tapped Lin Mo’s lips with her finger.

Lin Mo instantly felt as if his mouth no longer existed!

No matter how hard he tried, how much he strained, his lips seemed completely beyond his control.

‘Th-this is ruined, isn’t it?!’

‘Who immediately seals someone’s mouth upon meeting them?!’

‘Shouldn’t she listen to what I have to say?’

‘Who immediately plays their trump card, who immediately seals someone’s transformation device, preventing them from transforming?!’

‘Wah wah wah wah—’

‘Despair.’

‘Fear.’

This was the Xuan Nv Sect, a place that utterly loathed men.

Even its disciples would wantonly slaughter males; how could its leader possibly be fond of them?

Lin Mo’s body trembled like a sieve.

He wanted to retreat, but Mu Qingli was like those intelligent villains who offered no opportunities.

Unleashing some unknown spell, she directly immobilized Lin Mo’s body!

Not only his mouth, but now even his body was no longer his own.

Cold sweat streamed down his face, and the terror in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

No matter how he tried to comfort himself, death now seemed to be stealthily approaching.

A colossal grim reaper seemed to raise its scythe, hiding behind Mu Qingli, grinning sinisterly, waiting for Mu Qingli to tear away all of his disguise.

Mu Qingli noticed the choker around Lin Mo’s neck, frowned, and directly pulled it off. “What kind of sight is a young lady wearing a choker?”

‘No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’

Lin Mo despaired.

There was no miracle, no unexpected turn of events.

As Mu Qingli yanked off the choker, Lin Mo’s bobbing Adam’s apple became strikingly conspicuous.

Mu Qingli froze.

She stared at that large, moving Adam’s apple.

That was not something a young girl should possess, nor something a young girl could ever grow.

It was exactly the same as what those foul men had.

This Lin Wan’er before her… was not a woman at all!

She was intimately familiar with the external characteristics of men!

Those contemptible, hateful, cowardly, and harmful things that all men possessed — that was the Adam’s apple!

Her stunned expression instantly turned savage.

She directly grabbed Lin Mo by the neck, lifting him into the air!

“You… you damned man, how dare you trespass into the Xuan Nv Sect!?

How dare you defile the purity of the Xuan Nv Sect!?”

Mu Qingli’s golden eyes now emitted waves of chilling intent, her icy gaze as sharp as a blade.

Mu Qingli’s fingers gradually tightened, choking Lin Mo until his face turned ashen, feeling as though his throat was about to be crushed.

He wanted to struggle, but immobilized by the spell, Lin Mo could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.

His physical body now felt like a prison for his soul; even as his flesh was about to be destroyed, he could only let out unheard screams of despair in his heart.

‘Am I… truly going to die… today?’

“You damned insect, I will definitely—”

Just then, Lin Mo’s cold sweat suddenly dripped onto Mu Qingli’s wrist.

Abruptly, a peculiar sensation, like an electric current, surged through her nerves and up her spine, bringing wave after wave of tingling pleasure.

It was a warm, comfortable feeling.

One she had never experienced in all these years.

She couldn’t help but let out a soft, alluring moan.

It was so utterly suggestive that the hatred on her face couldn’t even be maintained.

She only felt a warm current surge through her body, as if she were gently embraced by sunlight.

Logically, as someone with a Profound Yin Physique (TL Note: A unique body constitution in cultivation novels, often characterized by extreme coldness or yin energy) and the flaws of her cultivation technique, her body should be perpetually in a state of extreme cold.

But what was this long-lost warmth and comfort?

As for what was happening, Lin Mo was also utterly bewildered.

‘Wasn’t she going to kill me?

Wh-why did she suddenly… become so sensual?’

‘C-could it be… this person… is also like Qiu Yue… also a pervert?!’

Lin Mo suddenly realized he could move, and the grip on his throat had become incredibly loose!

Although he didn’t know what was happening, this was definitely a good chance to escape!

Thus, Lin Mo kicked out forcefully, striking Mu Qingli’s abdomen, directly breaking free from her hand.

Upon landing, he turned and ran towards the main door.

“Don’t… don’t even think about leaving!” Mu Qingli, snapping out of her daze, roared, “Don’t even think about leaving!”

Her hand reached out towards Lin Mo once more!

However, Lin Mo was quick-witted; he immediately opened his mouth and bit Mu Qingli’s hand.

But his body moved faster than his mind, and as he bit down, he suddenly remembered a problem.

‘Can I even bite through it?

I’m just a mortal…’

But it was too late.

His mouth had already bitten down.

As expected, it was hard… as hard as iron!

Intense pain instantly spread through his mouth, feeling as if his teeth were about to crack.

Yet…

“Ah~~~~~”

A soft, alluring moan escaped Mu Qingli.

‘Sister, is that really the right sound for this?’