Chapter 10: Just Because You’re Good-Looking?

"This is too much!"

'Messing with me is fine!'

'Drinking someone's leftovers, I can endure that too!'

'But would it kill you to wipe the rim of the bottle?!'

Luo Xing was furious...

Well, he was a little angry...

Heh...

As if he had the courage or ability to resist.

Since things had come to this, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only close his eyes and drain the spiritual liquid in the bottle.

*Glug, glug...*

Luo Xing tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing as the crisp, sweet liquid flowed down his esophagus.

Seeing that he finally finished the Star River Drunk, Ye Li smiled with satisfaction. She watched his bobbing throat with interest.

She suddenly felt the urge to try and see if she could squeeze it with her hand...

"Phew!"

The bottle didn't hold much, and Luo Xing finished it in two gulps. He looked at Ye Li, panting for breath.

"How is it?" Ye Li asked tentatively. "Any discomfort?"

Luo Xing: "..."

"Speak."

"..."

Ye Li frowned. "You — "

*Thud!*

Before she could finish, Luo Xing collapsed face-first onto the floor with his rear in the air, completely unconscious.

It was Ye Li's turn to be silent...

'No way?'

'Is he drunk already?'

That shouldn't be right. She had let Jun Wujin's disciples try the Drunk Star River, and they didn't react like this.

Moreover, she had personally tested the bottle he drank from. Logically, he shouldn't have passed out immediately.

Or was it...

Was his alcohol tolerance just that low?

"Hey, wake up."

Ye Li reached out with her foot and flipped him over. "Are you dead?"

As she turned him, she saw his face was beet red.

'Is he really drunk?'

She tentatively poked his face with her toe. "Hey? Luo Xing? Little guy?"

No matter what she did, Luo Xing remained unresponsive.

"Tsk... How troublesome..." Ye Li clicked her tongue in disappointment. "His tolerance is pathetic."

Just as she was about to kick him out of the room, Luo Xing, who had been out cold, suddenly snapped his eyes open and scrambled to his feet.

"Burp... Mm... Eh? Where... Where am I..."

Standing up, he swayed unsteadily while looking around. "This... *burp*... This is my house..."

He looked at Ye Li with bleary eyes. "Eh... You... *burp*... Who are you, pretty lady? Why are you in... in my house..."

Ye Li: "..."

Even though she knew he was drunk, she still felt an inexplicable urge to get angry.

"Luo Xing..." Ye Li suppressed her displeasure. "You are drun — "

"HOLY SHIT!"

The sudden roar startled even Ye Li, a Mahayana Stage Supreme Elder.

'Why are you shouting so loud?!'

'Do you want to kill your master?!'

"Ye Li!" Luo Xing's drunken face was suddenly filled with fear. "Why is it you!"

Hearing this, Ye Li was amused by her own anger.

'Oh?'

'He still recognizes his master?'

'It seems he wasn't completely wasted.'

"Why... *burp*... Why are you bullying my sister!" Luo Xing scolded with rising fury. "My sister is such a good... *burp*... a good person... Why... why do you have to bully her?!"

Ye Li: "..."

'I thought I was unreasonable enough, but I didn't expect this little guy to be even worse.'

When had she ever bullied Luo Han?

"Fine, fine, fine..." Ye Li laughed out of sheer anger. "Then tell me, when and how exactly did I bully your sister?"

"You... You still have the nerve to... *burp*... ask!" Luo Xing pointed at her while swaying. "You have the nerve to ask... I... I'm too embarrassed to even say it! Are those things... are they things a human would do?!"

"Then did you see me bullying her with your own eyes?"

"No!"

Ye Li suddenly felt an urge to slap this rebellious disciple to death.

'No?'

'You're acting this righteous without even seeing it?!'

She gritted her teeth. "Then on what basis are you saying I bullied her?"

The alcohol had completely rushed to Luo Xing's head, and his mouth moved faster than his brain. "Gou... Gou Zhuoze designed it that way!"

Ye Li was suddenly enlightened.

'Alright!'

'So after all this time, it was that Gou Zhuoze who was behind everything!'

She quickly searched her memories, but she couldn't find any mention of a Gou Zhuoze.

Of course, it was possible she had too many enemies to remember everyone.

"Where is this Gou Zhuoze?"

"I don't know!"

Still just as unreasoningly righteous as before...

"Fine, go back now."

Ye Li waved her hand, intending to dismiss him. She had no interest in keeping a drunkard in her room.

Now that she knew all these misunderstandings were caused by that Gou Zhuoze, she knew what to do.

As long as that person was still in the Xuantian Sect, Nanling, or anywhere in the mortal realm, she would find them and settle the score.

"Oh!"

The intoxicated Luo Xing actually turned to leave, but he stopped after just one step.

Ye Li's brow furrowed.

'What is this little drunk cat up to now?'

"Sister!"

While Ye Li was wondering, Luo Xing let out a heart-wrenching wail and performed a sliding kneel toward...

A man-sized flower vase in the room.

"Sister! Why are you here!" He knelt on the ground, hugging the base of the vase while crying and howling. "Was it that woman, Ye Li, who kidnapped you?! Your brother is useless! I can't save you!"

Seeing this, Ye Li found it both tragic and hilarious.

She had seen drunkards before, but one this entertaining...

Luo Xing was the first.

"Luo Xing, look closely." Ye Li pointed at the tall vase. "Is that thing you're hugging really your sister?"

Luo Xing looked back at her, then at the vase he was clutching, and said righteously, "If this isn't my sister, could it be your sister?!"

Ye Li: "..."

'He wasn't just delirious; he was practically blind.'

She originally wanted to kick him out, but seeing him hugging the vase like that, she felt a playful urge.

Ye Li took a Shadow-Recording Stone from her storage ring and asked, "Luo Xing, what do you want to say to your sister?"

However, Luo Xing replied indignantly, "What I want to say is none of your business! Mind your own!"

Ye Li's eyes sharpened, and she almost crushed the stone in her hand!

Even though she knew he was drunk...

The things this little guy said were truly grating.

"Waaa... Sister... You're so pitiful!" Luo Xing wept as he hugged the vase. "You... *burp*... You're such a good person, how did that woman Ye Li end up taking an interest in you?!"

Ye Li: "..."

'When did I ever take an interest in Luo Han?'

'Oh...'

'Right, it must be that Gou Zhuoze again.'

"Waaa... Sister... You're so miserable..." As he spoke, he rubbed his face against the vase. "Why?! You're such a kind person, why does Ye Li bully you like this? Just because she's good-looking?"

He turned to look at the slightly stunned Ye Li, then complained to his "sister" once more. "Dammit! Sister! She really is so good-looking!"

Ye Li: "..."

'Is he... praising me?'

She couldn't remember the last time someone had praised her appearance to her face.

Oh, it seemed to be 200 years ago. The young sect master of the Moon-Gazing Sect had recited a poem to her in front of everyone at the Hundred Sects Assembly.

Now, that Moon-Gazing Sect was called the Moon-Gazing Gate...

While Ye Li was reminiscing, Luo Xing continued to mumble and complain to his "sister."

"Ah... Sister... Your brother is suffering... That woman Ye Li has her sights on me..."

Luo Xing recounted his internal misery without tears. "She might not have taken an interest in you... but she chose me... Waaa..."

Ye Li rolled her eyes.

'What?'

'Does being my disciple wrong you that much?'

"That woman Ye Li... *sob*... She's not human..."

"She knows I'm just a normal person... yet she dumped me here for two whole months..."

"Waaa... There isn't even a kitchen... No food, no water... I've lived like a savage for two months, eating nothing but fish... *sob*..."

Ye Li grew increasingly annoyed.

'Didn't he just praise her for being good-looking?'

'Why was she suddenly "not human"?'

'Besides, it was only two months of "bitter cultivation."'

'He was acting like she was trying to kill him.'

"And... and she doesn't treat me like a disciple at all..." The loose-lipped Luo Xing said whatever came to mind, completely ignoring Ye Li's darkening face. "Not teaching me anything is one thing... but... *sob*... she even made me massage her feet..."

Saying that, he suddenly stopped crying and looked dazed at Ye Li's...

Pair of fair, jade-like feet.

"What are you looking at?" For some reason, even though Luo Xing had massaged them before, his current gaze made her feel uneasy. She pulled her feet back and hid them under her skirt. "If you keep looking — "

"WAAA! Dammit, sister! Her feet are also so good-looking!"

Ye Li: "..."

'Who on earth did he learn this method of praising people from?'

"Enough!" Ye Li finally couldn't take the little drunk cat anymore. "If you want to cry, go back to your own room! Stop disturbing my peace!"

Even though she was the one who caused this situation...

Was she wrong?

Clearly not.

At least, that was what she believed.

"Hmph... I'm... I'm leaving!" Luo Xing wiped his tears and swayed toward the door.

Watching him leave, Ye Li sighed to herself.

Truthfully, her decision to take him as a disciple had been on a whim. She hadn't intended to teach him seriously. Her plan was to extract the information she wanted and then dump him on Bai Li Qin Mo.

Since they were both sword cultivators and would be under the same lineage, wouldn't it be the same regardless of who taught him?

That was what she thought...

At least, until now.

Just as she was thinking, Luo Xing, who had just walked out, suddenly returned.

"What are you back for?" Ye Li questioned with a frown.

Luo Xing looked at her with bleary eyes and said solemnly, "I... I'm taking my sister with me!"

He then lunged forward and picked up the vase in front of Ye Li. "Don't you dare think about bullying her while I'm not around!"

"Oh... Sister... Did you... did you gain weight recently?"

"Why are you so heavy..."

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Ye Li: "..."

Drunk people really did have great strength.

After Luo Xing left with his "sister," the room returned to silence.

Ye Li waved her hand, storing the Shadow-Recording Stone before taking out a bottle of Thousand Years Drunk. She chuckled coldly.

"Not treating you like a disciple? Not teaching you anything? Heh..."

She opened the bottle and took a small sip. "You better not regret this."