We'll Address Each Other Our Own Way

Three days later, in a grand hall within the main branch of the Mingyu Palace.

Two stunningly beautiful young married women with water-blue long hair were pulling along a gorgeous young girl whose looks rivaled theirs, chattering away about something.

The gorgeous girl had smooth black hair simply tied into a high ponytail with a hairband. Her loose moon-white robe could not conceal her proud figure in the slightest.

However, at this moment, her face was filled with an expression of utter despair.

"Junior sisters, can you please stop talking? If your husband is really as good as you say, why do you still run over to my place so often?"

Ever since these two junior sisters of hers married that man named Chen Changsheng thirty years ago, they would run back to the Mingyu Palace every few years to tell her and their master how great Chen Changsheng was.

To be honest, she completely scoffed at this.

Just as she had just said, if Chen Changsheng was really that outstanding, why would the two women still run back every now and then?

Moreover, her own master had also said that Chen Changsheng just had a slick tongue and liked to deceive the feelings of beautiful female cultivators.

Even when he was in his teens, he had completely fooled a certain proud daughter of heaven, and after that proud daughter of heaven lost both her virginity and her heart, he abandoned her.

She, Bai Rongrong, looked down on such men the most.

Therefore, whenever her two junior sisters told her how good Chen Changsheng was, she would always nitpick and point out the loopholes she found, rendering the two women speechless.

And now, Mu Bing'er and Mu Xue'er were in the same situation; they were somewhat at a loss for how to explain.

Could it be that they had to tell their good senior sister that it was because their sisters could not endure Chen Changsheng's relentless whipping anymore, so they wanted to return to the sect to rest?

Wouldn't they die of shame if they said that out loud?

Seeing that the two sisters were left speechless by her retorts, Bai Rongrong proudly lifted her head and puffed out her chest, making her proud assets even more conspicuous.

"Hmph, you two junior sisters just rest well here. Your senior sister is going to cultivate."

Bai Rongrong said as she prepared to leave the hall, but after taking only a few steps, she saw the main doors of the hall being pushed open, and a man and a woman walked in from the outside.

Bai Rongrong's eyes turned sluggish; the person walking into the hall was impressively her most respected master, Palace Master Mingyu.

She also recognized the other man; wasn't he Mu Bing'er and Mu Xue'er's husband, Chen Changsheng?

But, why was her own master leaning against Chen Changsheng like a little bird resting on a person?

"Ma... Master! What is going on with you and that guy!?"

"Did he coerce you!?"

Bai Rongrong felt that it must be Chen Changsheng, this lecher, coveting her master's beauty, thus coercing her.

She immediately took out her top-grade magical artifact from her storage ring and pointed it at Chen Changsheng.

However, before Chen Changsheng could speak, Palace Master Mingyu, who had been leaning against him like a little bird, directly scolded out loud.

"Rongrong! Do not be rude! Changsheng is your grandmaster!"

Bai Rongrong: "..."

Mu Bing'er and Mu Xue'er were even more dumbfounded.

What happened?

They had only wanted to drag their eldest senior sister into the water, but their husband was even fiercer, directly taking down their master?

Chen Changsheng looked at Bai Rongrong's petrified appearance from the shock and could not help but find it amusing.

He had also seen Bai Rongrong several times before, and every time she saw him, she never gave him a good look, acting as if he had stolen her good junior sisters.

Now, it was his first time seeing Bai Rongrong show such a cute appearance.

Uncontrollably, Chen Changsheng took a few steps forward, came in front of Bai Rongrong, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Little Sister Rongrong, it is fine. From now on, we will address each other separately. I will still call you Little Sister Rongrong, and you can just call me Grandmaster."

Bai Rongrong: "You bastard! What exactly did you do to my master (>_<)!"

After Bai Rongrong finished speaking angrily, she slapped away Chen Changsheng's hand on her shoulder and then looked at her master tearfully.

"Master, wake up quickly! Have you forgotten the things you once told me?"

"You personally told me that when this guy Chen Changsheng was in his teens, he tricked a certain proud daughter of heaven out of her body and heart, and then abandoned her and disappeared. This kind of man is not worth entrusting oneself to!"

Bai Rongrong was dying of anxiety, feeling that her master must have been deceived by Chen Changsheng's sweet words.

Sure enough, a man who could deceive a proud daughter of heaven out of her body and heart in his teens was terrifying.

However, Chen Changsheng had already deceived her two junior sisters, and she would absolutely not let her master be deceived as well.

However, just as the Mu Bing'er sisters were both looking at Chen Changsheng with strange gazes, Palace Master Mingyu gave a dry cough. Her eyes dodged, not daring to look at Chen Changsheng, and instead looked at Bai Rongrong.

"Ahem, Rongrong, the proud daughter of heaven that your master told you about, was your master herself."

Bai Rongrong: "..."

...

Chen Changsheng did not pay attention to Bai Rongrong, who had been sitting blankly in the hall like a petrified statue ever since hearing Palace Master Mingyu's words.

After checking on the situation of the sisters Mu Bing'er and Mu Xue'er, he followed Palace Master Mingyu to the Mingyu Palace's Scripture Pavilion.

It had to be said that the Mingyu Palace was indeed worthy of being a sect that had been passed down for a thousand years in the Great Yan Kingdom.

Although no Nascent Soul stage experts had appeared in the past thousand years.

However, just the various cultivation methods and secret techniques below the Nascent Soul stage were completely incomparable to the Chen family's hundred years of accumulation.

Spending a full ten minutes, Chen Changsheng swept through all the collections of the Mingyu Palace.

And his points had reached a terrifying three million.

Logically speaking, such a large amount of points was enough for him to upgrade his three main cultivation methods to the third tier.

But ever since he discovered that his physique was the so-called Yin-Yang Holy Physique, he suddenly felt that he might be able to switch to cultivating methods related to Yin and Yang. Perhaps then he could discover other profound mysteries of his physique.

However, the Mingyu Palace was a sect composed entirely of female cultivators. Within the sect, Yin flourished while Yang declined to the extreme, and the same was true for their cultivation methods. There were simply no methods suitable for him.

As for himself, to be honest, his cultivation methods were all pieced together by himself, and even in the Golden Core stage, they could not be considered top-tier.

He was able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage basically without relying on cultivation methods, relying entirely on his own hard work.

Now that he had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation methods had long become his shortcoming.

Fortunately, at this time, Palace Master Mingyu, who had already experienced the wonders of Chen Changsheng's Yin-Yang Holy Physique, offered him a suggestion.

"Hehuan Sect? Hasn't this sect been wiped out?"

"It was indeed wiped out. After all, the path of Yin-Yang dual cultivation is a great taboo in the cultivation world."

Palace Master Mingyu said, even rolling her eyes at Chen Changsheng, and then leisurely explained.

"However, fifty years ago, when a good friend and I were exploring a secret realm, we accidentally discovered the ruins of the Hehuan Sect. It was just that there were Nascent Soul stage puppets guarding the ruins, so my friend and I only casually searched for some opportunities on the outskirts before retreating."

"That good friend of yours?"

"Female!"

"Ahem, I didn't mean that. I meant, would your friend mind?"

Hearing this, Palace Master Mingyu rolled her eyes at Chen Changsheng.

"Her cultivation is on par with mine. So what if she minds?"

Chen Changsheng smiled sheepishly at her words, having no intention of speaking any further.