My Disciple Wants to Tease Me Every Day - Chapter 92

After everything had restarted, without the unexpected interference of Di Jiufeng, Qing Yu wouldn’t want to come to the human realm. So, why had she come anyways? To answer this question, we’ll have to talk about the ugly thing looking quite like a rafflesia that was born in the honeysuckle flower tribe!

She was too hideous, like a living nightmare. If Qing Yu hadn’t seen her with her own eyes, she never would have believed that there could be a tribe member so ugly! A dirt-yellow clump, and grotesquely large, she would squirm three times with every sentence, and she followed her everywhere, refusing to leave!

Qing Yu thought she must have committed some sin in her previous life to get latched onto by this imbecile this time around.

Qing Yu didn’t want to see her at all, in case she would get blinded by her ugliness.

After she thought about it carefully, she first passed the calamity for taking form, then rolled up her bedroll and left home. She left in utter secrecy, not letting a single person know her whereabouts, and just in case, she had even picked the small gate practically like a dog’s nest that no one ever took.

She sacrificed so much, she never expected that it still wasn’t enough to escape this ugly thing!

As soon as Qing Yu stepped out of the spatial tunnel, she saw a girl in dirt-yellow robes squatting outside the entrance. She was looking up, a terrifying and disgusting lovesick expression on her face!

“Little jiejie, where are you going?”

Hearing this voice, Qing Yu tried to turn right back around in fright, but this spatial tunnel was a bit strange – you could only exit but not enter. She ran straight into empty air, nearly falling over, but the ugly thing caught her and she managed to stay standing.

“Little jiejie, your hands are so soft.” The ugly thing looked up, her eyes flashing with little hearts. She gripped Qing Yu’s hand carefully but firmly, stroking it in an almost pious manner.

Fuck, this rogue!

Qing Yu screamed, shook her away, and ran. She had no mind to look where she was going, she could only pour all her body’s spiritual energy into her feet to get away from this ugly thing. “My heavens! My eyes, my eyes! I’m going to go blind!”

Qing Yu ran wildly, but no matter how much she sped up, that person was following a step behind her, giggling her idiot laugh. Her hands wretchedly rubbed together, then rubbed together again, and she laughed, quietly mumbling, “Little jiejie, your hands smell so nice. We are all flowers, why don’t I smell so nice?”

Hahaha, of course you don’t smell nice, you’re a stinky and ugly mutant rafflesia flower!

The rafflesia flower was super ugly, but it’s cultivation was unusually high. At least, Qing Yu was unable to get away from her even using all her skills. She collapsed to a seat, panting, and closed her eyes in despair, as all the while she was surrounded by that continuous idiot laughter.

“Little, little jiejie, you, you look so pretty even while you’re panting, I, I like you a lot!”

“Shut up, I don’t want your like!”

[T/N: Qing Yu calls herself 老子 which is a very self-aggrandizing way to call yourself (think ‘ore’ in Japanese), this is usually used to comedic effect.]

“A, my, my heart, heavens! Little jiejie is so pretty even when she’s angry!” The rafflesia flower staggered a few steps back, its hands clutched to its chest, holding its little heart. “Little, little jiejie, can I, can I kiss you!”

“Of course not, get out get out get out!”

Qing Yu thought she should become a nun, abstain from meat and recite prayers to make up for the bad karma she had acquired in a previous lifetime. But unfortunately, because this ugly tail was following behind her, the master of Yong’an Temple slammed the door in her face. He closed his eyes, “you and my Buddha have no chance” written all over his face, but not to speak of Qing Yu, even the buddhist monk ten meters behind her could hear the master’s mumbled words.

“Amitabha, keeping these two mental cases would definitely impact my temple’s ability to attract disciples, pah pah pah, I should be beaten, monks should not speak like this!” He shook his head three times with every step, repenting as he walked back to the temple to meditate.

Qing Yu stomped her foot in anger, about to leave, when she heard the rafflesia flower speak.

“Little jiejie, are you unhappy? Did that temple master make you angry? You don’t need to be angry, I’ll beat him up!” She rolled up her sleeves and strode away.

Qing Yu looked at her, suddenly thinking that this stupid face actually wasn’t so ugly. Yes, her true body was very ugly, but this human face was quite rare and exquisite.

“Come back, did I tell you to beat him up?” Qing Yu stopped her little tail, and gallantly walked out of the city.

As a  flower, she preferred to sun herself in the great outdoors. She found a mountain, a remote little mountain which burned red when lit by the setting sun, named the place Mingxia Mountain, then settled down with her little tail.

She didn’t want to accept this ugly thing, she just didn’t want her to ruin the reputation of the yao race.

Tsk, how magnanimous, she was making herself feel moved.

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