Was it you that night?
Chapter 179 - 177: Shen Qinghe, don’t use your charms on this prince!

Chapter 179: Chapter 177: Shen Qinghe, don’t use your charms on this prince!

The two chatted about various matters until, eventually, Shen Qinghe broached the subject of the Face-changing Pill.

"It depends on the type of Face-changing Pill. If it’s a top-quality one, after taking it, you might become completely unrecognizable, but very few pill cultivators are able to manufacture such elixirs. A few days after ingesting the Face-changing Pill, once its effects wear off, you can revert to your original appearance. Why are you suddenly interested in the Face-changing Pill?" Zhao Xueluo asked curiously as she looked at Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe certainly couldn’t say Dongfang Wuya was obsessed with changing her face; his fanatical demeanor earlier had frightened her terribly.

"I just overheard someone mentioning the Face-changing Pill and was curious," Shen Qinghe replied, looking ahead, wondering whether Dongfang Wuya had cooled down yet.

In her alarm, she had fled in a panic, yet hadn’t considered how such a reaction might wound Dongfang Wuya’s heart.

He had always treated her so well, even if he wanted her to take the Face-changing Pill, it wouldn’t be to harm her. Perhaps changing her face was also for her own good?

But his demeanor just now suddenly reminded her of his role as the male lead, a crazed one at that...

As Shen Qinghe was reflecting, Zhao Xueluo suddenly shook her arm vigorously, "Mr. Wuya has turned back; he must be looking for you!"

Following Zhao Xueluo’s gaze, Shen Qinghe saw a red figure fleeting like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of them.

Disciples of Shenwu Sect who couldn’t take their eyes off Dongfang Wuya, and Female Cultivator Yin, who had been mocking Shen Qinghe just before, now flushed with embarrassment. She hurriedly positioned herself in front of Shen Qinghe, shielding her with her own body, and looked at Dongfang Wuya with a mixture of shyness and timidity, "Greetings, Mr. Wuya."

Dongfang Wuya didn’t spare Female Cultivator Yin a glance, his words cool and detached, "Shen Qinghe, come with me!"

Shen Qinghe had mentally prepared herself and didn’t want to cause Dongfang Wuya to lose face in front of other disciples of Shenwu Sect. She pushed aside Female Cultivator Yin who was blocking her way.

Jealous and resentful, Female Cultivator Yin turned around and yelled at her, "Why did you push me?!"

"Elder sister, you’re in my way!" With a bit of effort, Shen Qinghe pushed Female Cultivator Yin aside.

Facing such a snub by Shen Qinghe, Female Cultivator Yin was about to retaliate when Zhao Xueluo, fearing that she would cause trouble, quickly stopped her, "Junior Sister Yin, calm down, or nobody can save you!"

The person leading the Shenwu Sect was Guang Chengzi, who had long heard of Dongfang Wuya’s reputation. Seeing Female Cultivator Yin being unruly, he scolded in a low voice, "Ignorant fool, how dare you act up in front of Mr. Wuya?!"

When Guang Chengzi spoke up, Female Cultivator Yin didn’t dare to continue making a scene and could only watch helplessly as Shen Qinghe approached Dongfang Wuya.

Dongfang Wuya seized Shen Qinghe’s wrist, but this time she did not struggle, thinking to herself that if she had to change her face, then so be it; she would be able to change it back someday.

However, she worried that changing her face might impede her ability to cultivate. She wondered if she expressed this concern whether Dongfang Wuya would spare her face.

Dongfang Wuya whisked Shen Qinghe away in an instant, raising an eyebrow lightly as he did, "Why aren’t you running now?"

"I can’t outrun Uncle-Master," Shen Qinghe replied honestly.

Dongfang Wuya’s lips curled into a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, "You seem quite capable to me; weren’t you running quite merrily just now?"

So, she dared to mingle with the disciples of Shenwu Sect, thinking that he wouldn’t make a scene in public, right?

"I was just trying to see if my cultivation has improved," Shen Qinghe glanced stealthily at Dongfang Wuya before voicing her inner doubts, "Uncle-Master, why must I take the Face-changing Pill?"

What could possibly be so problematic about her face to him?

"’I find your face displeasing,’" Dongfang Wuya coldly snorted.

Shen Qinghe hadn’t expected such a reason. He found her face displeasing and wanted her to change it?

She stealthily glanced around, making sure no one was spying, before pointing to the birthmark on her forehead and revealing her secret, "I fear that if I take the Face-changing Pill, I might no longer be able to cultivate. Because my ability to cultivate all depends on this birthmark. I do not possess a Spirit Root; the only thing that can absorb Spiritual Energy is this birthmark. If I change my face, my cultivation might come to a halt, so I instinctively ran earlier."

Dongfang Wuya’s brow knitted slightly, "Are you trying to fool me?"

"It’s true. Only elder sister knows about this, and now you do as well," Shen Qinghe thought to herself that she wouldn’t have told Dongfang Wuya if it hadn’t been necessary, since he was one of the male leads after all.

If one day he turned against her out of favor for Nan Sheng, knowing her weakness, he might likely turn it against her.

Dongfang Wuya gazed at Shen Qinghe’s face for a long while, his heart feeling more and more stifled, suspecting she was resorting to a self-pity strategy with him.

Since her path to cultivation was not easy, he couldn’t just ruin her prospects of immortality.

Seeing him silent with furrowed brows, Shen Qinghe cautiously asked, "If Uncle Master still wishes me to take the Face-changing Pill, then should I try?"

After all, there would always be a day when she could revert to her original appearance. Everything she had now was provided by him; he only wanted her to change her face, which was already merciful enough—at least he had not taken her life.

"Shen Qinghe, don’t try to seduce me with your beauty!" Dongfang Wuya, finding Shen Qinghe’s face bothersome, simply made her turn her back to him.

Shen Qinghe was speechless and choked up, thinking when had she ever tried such tactics on him?

Because of Dongfang Wuya’s swift flying speed, they arrived at Yuheng Mountain in less than a Shichen.

But Shen Zhiyao was almost half a Shichen slower than them. After she arrived at Yuheng Mountain, she searched for Shen Qinghe and couldn’t find her for ages, until a woman in a gray elderly woman’s dress and wearing a veil hat approached her.

She was about to walk past the woman when she recognized the familiar voice, "Elder sister, it’s me!"

Shen Zhiyao’s expression changed slightly, and she thought to lift the veil hat to see if it was indeed her sister’s fairy-like face, but she was stopped, "Elder sister, don’t lift it. Mr. Wuya said I should wear the veil hat properly and not show my face carelessly."

Although she didn’t understand why Dongfang Wuya would do this, she felt it was better to comply with his wishes.

Assured by the familiar voice of her sister, Shen Zhiyao wiped her face and asked in a low voice, "What is Mr. Wuya up to?"

Why had he made her sister, with a face fair as flowers, look like a rural woman?

"Mr. Wuya said it’s for my own good. Although I can’t understand how it’s for my good, I think it’s still best to follow along," Shen Qinghe lowered her voice, fearing that Dongfang Wuya might overhear.

After all, she had angered Mr. Wuya when she ran away earlier, but if doing this could cool him off, she thought it was not a big problem.

Shen Zhiyao felt her sister was rather pitiable, being favored by a man like Dongfang Wuya, who had an exceptionally strong possessiveness.

She guessed that Dongfang Wuya disliked the sight of Shen Qinghe surrounded by male cultivators, so he deliberately made her look unattractive. However, even with Shen Qinghe wearing the veil hat and these ugly clothes, wasn’t everyone still looking her way often?

"When the competition arrives, you’ll have to take off the veil hat, and then Mr. Wuya won’t be able to control you, it’s just that your clothes are really..." Shen Zhiyao said while shaking her head.

A beautiful little fairy had been transformed into this state, which was unavoidably disheartening.