Was it you that night?
Chapter 153 - 151: Shen Qinghe, how promiscuous you are!

Chapter 153: Chapter 151: Shen Qinghe, how promiscuous you are!

Dongfang Wuya swept his gaze around and finally spotted Shen Qinghe and Xiao Chen speaking in a corner. Nearby, Yan Changsheng, with a sleazy face, walked towards them.

"The one who ran out just now was Nan Sheng," Xiao Bai’s voice reached his ears.

He turned his head and indeed saw the figure of Nan Sheng flying away on her sword.

"Could it be that Fairy Qinghe snatched Xiao Chen from Nan Sheng’s hands, and that’s why Nan Sheng left the field in shame and anger?" Xiao Bai, drawing from his years of experience reading storybooks, came to this conclusion.

Dongfang Wuya was left speechless, "I suddenly am starting to doubt whether you really are the puppet I created."

Is it possible that someone has replaced Xiao Bai’s core?

"Master, there’s no need to doubt, Xiao Bai will always be your Xiao Bai!" Xiao Bai naturally uttered a cheesy line.

Dongfang Wuya coughed lightly, not accustomed to Xiao Bai’s sudden sentimentality.

He slightly lifted his graceful jaw, "Why is Shen Qinghe with Xiao Chen? Isn’t Xiao Chen usually quite aloof? Why is he smiling so lasciviously... um, warmly at Shen Qinghe?"

Xiao Bai looked over and felt that this scene was very normal; Xiao Chen did not seem to smile that lewdly.

"Master, should I go over and supervise them personally? To prevent Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng from acting indecently towards Fairy Qinghe," Xiao Bai said, wanting to closely monitor the two men.

Dongfang Wuya lightly parted his lips indifferently, "Nuisance! You should focus on teaching swordsmanship later, that is your primary duty."

Xiao Bai silently mused that it was originally Zuo An who asked the master to teach Daoist magic on behalf of Sword Master Tian Yan to the Sky Pole Sect disciples. Since they were at the Sword Practice Field today, it would naturally be the master’s job to teach swordsmanship. How had this suddenly become his duty as a puppet?

But seeing the master heading towards Fairy Qinghe, he immediately realized—the master intended to personally guard Fairy Qinghe to ensure no other male cultivators took her away.

He felt the master was planning to guard for his own pilfering!

The other cultivators, seeing Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng next to Shen Qinghe, suddenly felt this scene was somewhat familiar. It didn’t take long for them to recall that Nan Sheng’s side often featured the presence of Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng.

Only now, the female lead had changed from Nan Sheng to Shen Qinghe. Everyone secretly clicked their tongues, suddenly wondering whether Shen Qinghe would replace Nan Sheng, the heartthrob, and bewitch both Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng.

It was precisely at this moment that Dongfang Wuya arrived at the Sword Practice Field. He left the sect disciples in Xiao Bai’s care and went towards Shen Qinghe himself.

The sight of Shen Qinghe quickly surrounded by three stunning male cultivators truly warranted a few extra glances.

Shen Qinghe was completely unaware that she had become the focal point of everyone’s attention. Nan Sheng’s departure had caught her by surprise, and seeing that Xiao Chen was truly going to teach her swordsmanship, she could not find an excuse to refuse at the moment.

That’s when Yan Changsheng approached to strike up a conversation with Xiao Chen, and the two of them started to chat, exchanging words back and forth.

Maybe it was the natural clash of auras between the two male leads, but Shen Qinghe felt the atmosphere between Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng was particularly tense.

"Nan Sheng has left, aren’t you going to chase after her, Senior Brother? By the way, when are you getting married? Remember to invite me and Qinghe to the wedding feast," Yan Changsheng’s tone sounded seemingly calm at first.

Xiao Chen retorted sarcastically, "You’re so concerned about Shengsheng, could it be that you’re still unable to forget your old feelings for her?"

"Where are you coming from with such words, Senior Brother? Last time, because Qinghe was abducted, your marriage had to be postponed. Qinghe certainly wouldn’t want to ruin your good marriage prospects. I was merely asking out of concern," Yan Changsheng said, his gaze fixating on Shen Qinghe’s face.

Shen Qinghe felt a tingle on her scalp under Yan Changsheng’s gaze, feeling that his look was kind of weird.

"Senior Brothers, if you have something to say, please speak politely..."

Shen Qinghe was about to find an excuse to leave when Dongfang Wuya walked over.

She immediately felt like she had seen a savior and greeted him enthusiastically.

"I shall inspect whether you have been practicing your swordsmanship diligently in the past few days. Follow me!" Dongfang Wuya commanded righteously to Shen Qinghe.

"Yes, Uncle-Master!" Shen Qinghe crisply responded.

Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen, who were locked in a standoff, simultaneously ran out of steam, their eyes with indiscernible colors as they watched Dongfang Wuya’s retreating figure.

Both harbored the same thought; Dongfang Wuya was indeed a person they detested.

As if sensing their gaze, Dongfang Wuya summoned Little Black, "You go check on Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen’s assignments. Supervise their sword practice. If they don’t practice well, they need not leave the Sword Practice Field today!"

"Yes, master!" As Little Black spoke, he blocked the way for Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen.

The two could only watch helplessly as Shen Qinghe was led away by Dongfang Wuya; because Dongfang Wuya was above them in status, even if they had objections, it was not their place to speak.

The others were seeing Little Black for the first time and all regarded him with curiosity.

Indeed, the names suited them; Little Black’s complexion appeared very dark, while Xiao Bai’s skin was very white. Little Black seemed more sinister, while Xiao Bai’s face was always smiling.

One was like the sun in the daytime, and the other like a knight of the night; their personalities were entirely different.

Yan Changsheng had long wanted to test Dongfang Wuya’s cultivation base, but had no pretext to move against him. Now that Little Black had presented himself, he certainly wouldn’t miss this opportunity to test the waters.

Hearing this, Little Black said to Yan Changsheng, "Why don’t you and Xiao Chen come at me together?"

Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen exchanged glances; without any nonsense, they attacked Little Black at the same time.

In their exchange with Little Black, Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen secretly felt alarmed.

No wonder Dongfang Wuya didn’t personally teach the sect disciples sword moves; even his puppet’s cultivation base was so profound.

The two of them, one a Nascent Soul Cultivator and the other an Out-of-body Stage Cultivator, joined forces to take on a Puppet, and yet they found themselves at a disadvantage; one could imagine just how high Little Black’s cultivation base was.

When Shen Qinghe saw Little Black fighting with Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen, drawing quite a crowd of cultivators, she too wanted to join in the excitement.

"Are they that interesting to watch?" Dongfang Wuya coldly asked as he noticed Shen Qinghe continuously glancing over at Yan Changsheng’s side.

Shen Qinghe, not noticing Dongfang Wuya’s mood, took the opportunity to ask, "Uncle-Master, may I go have a look?"

"No!" Dongfang Wuya flatly refused.

Only then did Shen Qinghe give Dongfang Wuya her full attention, belatedly realizing that he was in a bad mood.

"If there’s something upsetting you, Uncle-Master, you can talk about it. Don’t keep it bottled up inside," Shen Qinghe said gently.

"Is it that you can be a listener for any man who is unhappy? Shen Qinghe, you are truly promiscuous!" Dongfang Wuya sarcastically retorted with cold words.

Shen Qinghe, feeling more wronged than Dou E, was perplexed, not understanding how she had become promiscuous.

She cautiously asked, "Did I make Uncle-Master unhappy?"

The sight of her innocent eyes only infuriated Dongfang Wuya further. All day long, knowing nothing but how to attract bees and butterflies, not sparing even Xiao Chen, who has a fiancée; how is she not exhausted by dealing with so many men at once?

Just dealing with her was tiring enough for him, draining his focus; how did she manage to please everyone so effortlessly?

"I need to check whether you have been practicing properly. Perform the sword moves for me," Dongfang Wuya said, finding Shen Qinghe’s face more and more irksome.