151: Admit it, you're just jealous.

The air in the main hall of the Daochu Sect was so heavy it was difficult to breathe.

Su Lin had just sat down in the main seat and hadn't even had time to adjust to a comfortable position when the side of the seat dipped.

Luo Ximei showed no awareness of being a guest or a disciple.

Her plump and elastic body unceremoniously squeezed into the wide chair that originally belonged only to the Sect Master.

Not only did she squeeze in, but she also naturally turned sideways, draped one arm over Su Lin's shoulder, and leaned half her body weight onto him.

Her posture was exactly like a female bandit who had taken over a mountain stronghold and snatched her bandit-chief husband.

Below the steps, Chu Weiwei remained standing, but her body was trembling slightly.

It wasn't fear, but a complex emotion mixed with shock, confusion, and impending jealousy.

Her gaze was fixed on Luo Ximei, especially on her right eye, which glowed with platinum light, and the strand of snow-white hair that stood out sharply against her black hair.

But as a Medicine Immortal, her perception of Qi was far keener than ordinary people's.

The former Fifth Junior Sister was full of Devilish Qi, violent and aggressive, like a black flame ready to explode at any moment.

But now... now, Luo Ximei was unfathomable.

The originally chaotic and wild Devilish Qi had been tamed by a higher, more sacred, and more vast power.

The two had achieved a strange and perfect balance within her body, like night and day intertwining, abyss and starry sky coexisting.

This power... it didn't seem like something that should exist in the Cultivation world!

"Fifth Junior Sister..."

The silk handkerchief in Chu Weiwei's hand had been twisted into a knot. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the inexplicable panic in her heart, but her voice still held a hint of dryness.

"Did you... take some forbidden medicine? Or Cultivate some evil art that drains your life?"

"After such a short time apart, how could your Qi become so strange? Even your Origin has changed."

Her words were sharp, trying to belittle the other with talk of evil arts to maintain her own crumbling confidence.

Hearing this, Luo Ximei lazily lifted her eyelids, a hint of disdainful smile appearing in her heterochromatic pupil.

She didn't rush to retort, but instead reached out, playfully twirling a strand of Su Lin's hair that fell over his chest, and said nonchalantly:

"Third Senior Sister's words, what a strong smell of vinegar."

"Admit it, you're just jealous."

"Jealous?" Chu Weiwei was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her voice suddenly rising, "I would be jealous of you? A Devil Head who only knows how to fight and kill?"

"Hmph."

Luo Ximei chuckled softly, then she released a trace of her Qi.

Just a trace.

The space within the main hall vibrated violently.

Chu Weiwei felt an overwhelming pressure surge towards her, which was not just a suppression of power, but an absolute condescension from a superior being at the Soul level.

Her knees went weak, and she almost knelt on the spot. She barely managed to circulate all her spiritual power to support herself, but her face had turned pale.

"This is not an evil art."

Luo Ximei watched her disheveled state, the pleasure in her eyes growing stronger.

As if showing off her most precious treasure, she said word by word:

"This is the Grandmaster's gift."

"Grand...Revered Master?" Chu Weiwei was stunned, her mind going blank for a moment.

"Our Grandmaster has already Ascended."

Luo Ximei deliberately drew out her words, her body rubbing bonelessly against Su Lin's.

"But to see Revered Master, she, the elder, specifically sent down a projection."

At this point, she straightened up slightly, looking at Chu Weiwei with a pitying gaze.

"Third Senior Sister, you are truly pitiful."

"While you were hiding in this Daochu Sect, staring blankly at flowers and plants every day, I accompanied Revered Master to the legendary Myriad Tribulation Ruins and met Grandmaster, the elder."

"Grandmaster likes me very much."

Luo Ximei pointed to her right eye, the platinum pupil shimmering.

"She not only recognized me but also bestowed upon me this wisp of Origin power.

She said I am worthy of protecting Revered Master."

These words were like ten thousand arrows piercing Chu Weiwei's heart.

Grandmaster descended?

Just recently?

And she... actually missed it?

Not only did she miss the Opportunity to pay respects to Grandmaster, but more importantly, she let this most hated Fifth Junior Sister gain Grandmaster's approval!

"No... impossible..."

Chu Weiwei's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up. She looked at Su Lin, her voice trembling with a sob,

"Revered Master... she's lying, isn't she?

How could Grandmaster only give her things... Weiwei... Weiwei is also your disciple..."

Su Lin, caught in the middle, felt his temples throbbing.

He looked at Chu Weiwei, who looked on the verge of breaking, and although he didn't want to add fuel to the fire, the facts were indeed as stated. He nodded helplessly: "Your Fifth Junior Sister's words... are largely true. Grandmaster did indeed send down a projection,

and she did... give Ximei some Opportunity."

Su Lin's affirmation became the last straw that broke Chu Weiwei.

"Wah—!"

Chu Weiwei could no longer hold back, tears falling like broken pearls.

"It's not fair! This isn't fair!"

"Why is it only her who can go! Why is it only her who can see Grandmaster!

Weiwei wants to go too... Weiwei also wants to be scolded by Grandmaster... Wuwuwu..."

She cried heartbrokenly, her body swaying, her pitiful appearance enough to melt any man's heart.

Of course, except for Luo Ximei.

"Alright, stop howling." Luo Ximei impatiently dug at her ear, "You're so noisy.

Revered Master is so tired from traveling, are you trying to make Revered Master faint?"

This sentence did remind Chu Weiwei.

She abruptly stopped crying. Although she was still sobbing, her eyes had changed.

In a direct clash of strength, she truly couldn't defeat this monster who had merged with the power of Origin now.

In terms of Grandmaster's favor, she had already lost at the starting line.

However... she was a Medicine Immortal!

She was the only one proficient in medicine, who understood Revered Master's body structure best, and was best at "serving" him!

This was her race!

Chu Weiwei took a deep breath and quickly wiped away her tears. She adjusted her breathing, and the expression on her face instantly switched from despair to a gentle weakness tinged with humility.

"Fifth Junior Sister is right, Senior Sister lost her composure."

She lowered her head, and when she raised it again, her eyes were filled with tenderness and affection.

She quickly walked to one side of the main hall and retrieved a set of shimmering jade tea ware from her storage space.

"Revered Master must be tired in Divine Soul from the journey."

"This is the Soul-Calming and Spirit-Soothing Tea that Weiwei specially prepared for you.

It uses eighty-one kinds of calming Spiritual Plants and has been nourished by Weiwei's own vital blood for forty-nine days, making it the most nourishing."

She knelt on the ground and elegantly began to prepare the tea.

The fragrant steam of the tea permeated the main hall. The aroma was indeed miraculous; just a whiff made one feel clear-headed, and the fatigue of the past few days seemed to have been soothed somewhat.

Su Lin's tightly furrowed brows also unconsciously relaxed a bit.

It had to be said that when it came to serving people, Third Senior Sister was indeed a professional.

The tea was quickly brewed.

Chu Weiwei held up the delicate small cup with both hands, but she did not hand it directly to Su Lin.

In front of Luo Ximei, she brought the teacup to her own lips.

Her pink lips gently touched the rim of the cup, but she didn't drink in large gulps.

Instead, she extended her nimble tongue, like a small cat, lightly touching the emerald green tea, curling up a drop of tea and bringing it into her mouth.

She closed her eyes, savored it carefully, her throat moved slightly, and she swallowed.

Then, she opened her eyes, two unhealthy flushes appearing on her face. She tilted her head back, looking at Su Lin with an gaze that was almost tangible.

"Revered Master... the temperature is just right, and the medicinal properties have also diffused."