My female disciples are scary - Chapter 15 Greatest Pervert Qinglan

(Lily’s POV)

Master is truly kind.

I thought so as he deployed numerous dharmic artifacts to free the girls who were once bonded by their fate.

This fact made me feel proud.

But it also made me feel ashamed of myself.

Numerous times, I terrorized those shops on petty jealousy alone.

Yet not once did I bother to consider most of their background.

Perhaps I had lived too much in darkness to consider these things.

Which is why I am thankful to master.

Not only for being a reason for me to move forward, but also for helping me slowly regain the humanity I had once lost.

Still, master.

I wonder why?

Why are you showing such an expression?

With an ache in my heart, I gazed at master’s face.

His face was currently half hidden by a fox outlined mask, almost as if to hide the sorrow hidden deep within.

Yet it failed to hide the numerous meanings being told by the hint of smile visible on his face.

It was not his usual smile filled with care, compassion, or even sentiment nor anger.

It was a smile which seemed much more complex.

It was a smile which seemed interwoven with stories of his disappointment, sorrow, nostalgic feelings, resolution, and a sense of self-mockery.

A smile which could not be expressed by mere words.

A smile… whose meanings I could not understand.

Although I would have liked to understand more about master, I suppose it was not the time yet.

Maybe one day, he would tell me himself.

Thinking so, a smile appeared in my face and I asked him.

“Master”

Hearing my voice, he broke down from his trance and looked at me with a smile.

This was the smile I was familiar with.

One which showed his care and tenderness.

The one I liked.

“Yes Lily.”

With the cutest voice I could make, I asked him.

“Where are we going next?”

“The tomb of some pervert whose remains lie in the forest.”

“Ok.”

I nodded while not forgetting to give a smile of my own.

٩(^ᴗ^)۶

Yipee. Another date with just the two of us.

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(MC’s POV)

With the passage of time, the world has given birth to many perverts.

Perverts who seek pleasure in cat ears.

Perverts who seek their dao in kneeling before lolis.

Perverts who spoil shotas for their own nefarious purposes.

And many more whom we unfortunately cannot list in a single day.

Through one way or another, all these perverts have managed to leave some stain in world’s history before passing to spread their culture in the afterlife.

However, even among all these gentlemen/ladies of culture is one figure so illustrious that all the perverts in the world must bow before him.

That figure is Immortal Qinglan.

The one dubbed as the greatest pervert of millennia.

To tell the truth, he is a rather tragic figure.

He is the Romeo in the world of culture.

One without Juliet, of course.

But that is only one of the few things that makes his story more heartbreaking than the original.

He cultivated the Pure-Yang technique in his lifetime which required the cultivator practicing it to remain a virgin while keeping ‘all his things’ intact.

While the technique slowly made him more powerful, he also started getting lonely and frustrated.

It was one thing if he was a eunuch, but he was not.

Many times, he contemplated being a mortal.

At least, he would be free from this agony.

At least, he would not die a wizard.

Until one fateful day changed his destiny forever.

Some perverts celebrate this day as the day of great revelation.

In this day, Qinglan discovered the new feature of crystal cameras.

He realized that he could capture embarrassing moments of his opponent female cultivators.

What started as lucky picture shots slowly evolved into a situation where his life-death battles turned into wear-this-uniform-if-you-lose battle (exclusive to females).

Nurse uniforms, stockings, corsets, maids, secretary, and more costumes started getting popularized.

All females became his enemy.

But he was no death seeker.

So, all his pictures were R-13 and only those who signed the treaty with him would get pictured.

However, that did not stop rumors from flying around.

After all, the scope of his activity was too large.

Soon, he died.

According to Qinglan Chronicles, his last words were “At least let me graduate from being a wizard”.

Truly a legendary figure.

That is the person whose tomb (and spirit) we are about to visit right now.

……..

‘A mighty and valiant figure from the heavenly plane.’

That was how the spirit of Qinglan introduced himself to me and Young Che in my past life.

Believing him, I searched about him when I reached the heavenly plane where he claimed he came from.

After that, I got my ‘revelation’.

At the cost of being treated like a pervert follower of his by many immortal fairies nearby.

( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

That damn wizard turned me into a wizard as well. (Not his fault)

I should have realized that he was a pervert the moment he chose Young Che as his successor despite peering into his heart.

That old spirit must have chosen him for the free porn scenes.

Obviously, there is no way I am going to take Lily to such a place.

In the first place, there is no rule that states masters cannot grab the hidden treasures for their disciples.

I believe in practicality rather than hot-blooded reasoning.

So, might as well grab the treasure alone while letting Lily rest in the self-efficient carriage.

I thought so as I explained my reasoning to Lily.

But unlike what I expected, she fervently started protesting my decision before going into despair while chanting date, date, something.

Meh.

Throwing her a set of calendars, I made my way to the entrance of the immortal cave.

“Great Pervert Qinglan, here I come.”

I said with a hint of determination visible in my face.

……..

“Good lad. If only understanding people like you existed when I was alive.”

Immortal Qinglan sighed sentimentally as he looked at the pictures I gave to him.

“Respected elder, it is all due to your footwork that we young generation have come so far.”

I said as I passed him more pictures.

Obviously, I was only buttering him up.

After all, there is no way he and I are cut from the same cloth.

I thought as I shed tears of men while passing my collection.

All for my disciple. All for Lily.

I silently chanted in my heart.

Finally, after my hand drawn Ai-chan was stolen from me, I got the thing I desired.

It was the equipment I came here for.

The enlightenment stone.

It is an item which could help cultivators understand the laws of cultivation easier so that they could progress faster.

Although it is not quite important to me since I have already memorized most of the laws from my past life, it will prove to be quite a cheat for Lily.

I thought as I imagined the smile on her face after she received the item.

Pacing my steps, I made my way to the place I had parked my self-efficient carriage.

But when I reached the site, what greeted my sight was not the figure of Lily welcoming me.

It was the sight of her barely breathing bloody body leaning on the tree nearby.