The Unscrupulous Sect Master

Ling Moyang, sect leader of Tianjing Mountain, decided to conceal her identity and pursue a stranger.

She had painstakingly selected him. His name was Xu Qihua.

Xu Qihua in Ling Moyang's eyes: blessed with otherworldly beauty and refined elegance, but frail and terminally ill, a poor little thing with little time left to live.

Xu Qihua in her subordinates' eyes: a fascinating tough guy.

Ling Moyang went to the great city where he lived and took a job as an apprentice at a medical clinic.

As a junior apprentice, she was dirt poor, loud-voiced, and strong enough to lift a giant cauldron. She got on everyone's nerves, but the most pampered young master in the city fell for her anyway!

He went to her clinic every day, took her along when he visited the great sect, and stood up for her everywhere, never letting anyone slight her.

Ling Moyang: Once he finds out I'm the sect leader of Tianjing Mountain, the master of Tianqing Tower, and the owner of the Heavens' Medical Clinics, he'll probably be so scared he'll run away.

Xu Qihua: I know. I like you.

Powerful, influential, unattainable beauty of a female lead, Ling Moyang × pitifully tragic, breathtakingly beautiful male lead, Xu Qihua

Female lead pursues male lead: no. Male lead pursues female lead: yes.

Please add my upcoming story to your collection: The Aloof Immortal Venerable Keeps Competing for Her

The thing Pei Yue regretted most was using the dispassionate, desireless Immortal Venerable as a shield to fend off her suitors.

She was the most doted-on legitimate daughter of the Pei family, spoiled from childhood. On top of that, she was gifted, so even after joining the sect, she was treated like a treasure.

She was one of the most distinguished female cultivators in the four seas and eight wildernesses. Countless matchmakers came knocking, and even more people wanted an alliance through marriage.

Pei Yue had feelings for someone, but he was born poor and always cold toward her.

To avoid bringing trouble to him by revealing how she felt, whenever someone came to propose a marriage, she always said:

"Is this person as powerful as the Immortal Venerable?"

"Is his family as distinguished as the Immortal Venerable's?"

"Is he as handsome as the Immortal Venerable?"

Those under Immortal Venerable Luo Heng wanted to teach the girl a lesson for daring to invoke his name so recklessly and speaking without thinking.

Luo Heng himself had initially felt the same way.

That day happened to be the Shangyuan Lantern Festival. The scenery shimmered with light. A woman holding a rabbit-shaped lantern had an innocent look in her eyes, her creamy skin glowing beneath the lights, radiant as the brightest morning sun.

Luo Heng tightened his hand slightly inside his sleeve.

"Pay her no mind," the Immortal Venerable said.

So Pei Yue became even more brazen. Anyone else who dared to speak ill of the Immortal Venerable either stopped or was silenced, but no matter what she said, the Immortal Venerable's people never did a thing.

One of the people around the Immortal Venerable flattered him: "This young lady must really like you."

"Yes, I know." Luo Heng's lips curved faintly.

Luo Heng personally went to Luoyun Sect, thinking Pei Yue would be delighted to see him.

It was the day of Chaoyun Sect's grand assembly.

Everyone was shocked when it came to light that Pei Yue had given Zhao Jingyuan a sachet.

"Senior Sister likes Jingyuan!"

In front of everyone, Zhao Jingyuan returned the sachet to Pei Yue. "I devote myself to cultivation and have no interest in anything else. I hope you won't disturb my Daoist heart, Senior Sister."

Pei Yue was mortified and utterly humiliated. Worst of all, her heart was aching.

Just as she was at a complete loss, a figure stepped into the crowd. His features surpassed those of an immortal, and his bearing was peerless. He picked up the sachet from the ground and said, "If you gave it to me, I would treasure it."

Pei Yue stared at the Immortal Venerable, dumbfounded.

Everyone around them had forgotten to pay their respects. "???"

Wait, what kind of thing is that to say?!

You're the Immortal Venerable, the supreme Immortal Venerable. What's with this faux-innocent line?!

Pei Yue's eyes widened.

She'd mentioned the Immortal Venerable every day, and now she'd actually summoned him?

Supreme and untouchable × peerlessly magnificent

Upcoming story: The Imperial Princess Rises to Power

Fu You was a young maid in the Jing Residence of Rongcheng.

Before an immortal-looking old man came to the residence, she had just been assigned to serve the young lady. All she wanted was to outshine the other five maids and two matrons by the young lady's side and become her favorite.

She would accompany the young lady to Sitian Sect and take its entrance test while she was at it.

She would find a way to become an attendant disciple of Sitian Sect, escape her life as a maid, and become a free cultivator.

The old man claimed to be the Daoist Immortal Elder of the North Mountain's Twelve Palaces, one of the powers above Sitian Sect. He possessed tremendous abilities: with a wave of his hand, he could summon dark clouds and a torrential downpour, then clear the skies again in an instant. From the moment he arrived, everyone in the Jing Residence treated him with reverence.

Fu You wasn't qualified to attend the Daoist Immortal Elder's lectures.

After finishing a day's work, she went to clean up the dilapidated courtyard on the east side of the residence.

A gaunt old man stood waiting inside with his hands clasped behind his back.

Fu You had seen the Daoist Immortal Elder from afar once, and was about to bow.

But the otherworldly master suddenly knelt before her.

"Your Highness, this old Daoist has arrived late."

Only then did Fu You learn that the old man wasn't the Daoist Immortal Elder at all. He did have magical powers, but his injuries made them unreliable. He possessed a vast storehouse of knowledge and had once been the imperial tutor of the ancient kingdom of Fu, which was on the verge of collapse.

If he wanted to treat her as an imperial princess, then fine. A free teacher was not to be turned down.

"Your Highness, if you want to build up your influence, there is only one person in this entire Jing Residence you need to win over."

"Who?"

"Qi Chao."

That young servant?

The one who always scowled as he shoved food at her, stood up for her but stubbornly denied it, mocked her to her face, and secretly helped her clean up the dilapidated courtyard?

Qi Chao had been sold to the Jing Residence as a child. He was obstinate and sharp-tongued, but he had a beautiful face and was naturally loved by everyone in the residence.

He had feelings for someone, but unfortunately, that girl couldn't stand him.

Sharp tongue × low ambitions

This story:

Cultivation ranks: Spirit Guiding Realm cultivators, Spirit Gathering Realm spirit masters, Transformation Realm masters, Sea Opening Realm grandmasters, Mountain Opening Realm saints, Dawnlight Realm venerables, Blazing Sun Realm supreme venerables (or Supremes), and immortals.

Demon beasts and spirit beasts are ranked in the same realms, but do not have the titles that follow.

Grades for artifacts, pills, and formations: low, medium, high, yellow, black, earth, heaven, saint, half-immortal, and immortal.

Ranks for alchemists, artifact refiners, and formation masters: first through ninth rank. Tenth rank is the immortal level.

Theme: The person who loves you will see the unique qualities in you that even you haven't noticed, and will love you without hesitation.