All Under One Quilt

"You're talking nonsense!"

Wu Lingxiao could no longer keep up her act. She grabbed Ying'er by the shoulders, her eyes as red as a ghost's:

"There's no way the Young Master would say that!!"

"You're lying! You're trying to sow discord!"

Ying'er felt a sharp pain from the grip, but she wasn't afraid. Instead, she looked at Wu Lingxiao with a strange expression:

"I'm not lying."

"That's exactly what Master said."

"And besides..."

Ying'er looked Wu Lingxiao up and down, then glanced at Zi Yao who had just stepped out of the shadows, and said righteously:

"Master isn't wrong, either."

"Sister Ling'er, you must have had many men in the past, right? Sister Zi Yao too."

"Unlike me, even though I was a beggar, my heart belongs entirely to Master."

"Shut up!"

Zi Yao, who had been hiding all along, also rushed out. Trembling with anger, she pointed at Ying'er's nose and cursed:

"A lowly slave like you dares to call us dirty?!"

"Do you think we don't know your background?!"

"You would sleep with beggars just for two steamed buns! You sold yourself to a brothel just to stay alive!"

"Which part of your entire body is clean? You're the dirtiest whore of all!"

Wu Lingxiao also sneered:

"Exactly."

"Even if we have a past, it was with emperors, generals, and sect geniuses!"

"What about you? What kind of lowlife scum did you serve?"

"What gives you the right to stand on the moral high ground and judge us?"

Facing the terrifying pressure and humiliation from two Half-Step True Immortals, Ying'er did not break down or feel ashamed as they had expected.

She merely blinked and said very calmly:

"That's right."

"I am dirty too."

Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao froze.

"But..."

A sweet smile curled on Ying'er's lips, the fearless confidence of someone who is favored:

"This is Master's opinion."

"Master thinks I'm not dirty, and Master thinks you are dirty."

"So I am clean, and you are dirty."

"Die of anger, bleh bleh bleh."

After saying that, Ying'er made a face, turned around, and scurried back into her room, slamming the door shut with a bang.

Leaving only Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao standing in the corridor, messy in the wind.

They wanted to kill someone.

They really wanted to kill someone.

They had prepared a bellyful of noble theories and ten thousand ways to humiliate Ying'er.

But she didn't care at all!

Her single sentence, "This is Master's opinion," completely destroyed them!

"Ahhhh!"

Zi Yao angrily punched the wall, cracking the defensive formation of the Emperor Boat.

"This is too much! This is simply bullying!!"

Wu Lingxiao's face was so gloomy it could drip water. She took a deep breath, a desperate, cold glint flashing in her eyes:

"No."

"We can't just listen to the one-sided words of that lowly slave."

"We need to find Consort Xuan."

"I want to ask him personally... exactly what right he has to treat us like this!"

"Let's go!" Zi Yao also gritted her teeth. "I don't believe it. Are we two Half-Step True Immortals really inferior to a beggar?!"

Inside the room.

Ye Xuan was sitting by the table, reading an ancient tome.

Hearing the knock on the door, a cold sneer formed on his lips.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open.

Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao walked in.

They had restrained their previous fury and murderous intent, replacing it once again with a pitiful, humble, and obedient demeanor.

However, their red, swollen eyes and trembling shoulders still betrayed their inner turmoil.

"What is it?" Ye Xuan didn't even look up.

"Young Master..."

Wu Lingxiao knelt down first, her voice choking:

"This servant... this servant has something to ask Young Master."

"Ask." Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent.

"Young Master..." Wu Lingxiao looked up, tears blurring her vision. "This servant heard... that Young Master finds us dirty?"

"This servant cannot accept this."

"Even though Sister Zi Yao and I have low statuses, our sincere devotion to Young Master is clear for heaven and earth to see."

"Why... why can Ying'er serve you in bed, but we cannot?"

"In Young Master's eyes, do we not even have the qualifications to warm your bed?"

Zi Yao also knelt to the side, crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain:

"Yes, Benefactor... Although Zi Yi wandered in the world of dust, her body... her body has long been washed clean."

"Zi Yi does not ask for a title, only to serve Benefactor for one night... even if it means death, I am willing."

Ye Xuan put down the book in his hand.

He turned around and looked at the two peerless beauties kneeling on the floor.

One was the Empress of Great Xia, the other was the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Yet right now, they looked like two dogs begging for pity.

"You cannot accept it?"

Ye Xuan stood up, walked over to them, and looked down from above:

"Fine, since you cannot accept it, I will make you give up."

"In this life, I will only have Ying'er as my woman."

"My body, my heart, and even my soul, will only acknowledge her."

"As for other women..."

Ye Xuan's gaze swept over the two of them, as if looking at two piles of rotting meat:

"I really don't want to look for anymore."

"It's too tiring, too dirty, too hypocritical."

"You!" Wu Lingxiao trembled with anger. She snapped her head up, a flash of murderous intent in her eyes, but it was quickly suppressed: "Young Master! This is prejudice!"

"Sister Ying'er's body isn't clean either!"

"We understand that you are a germaphobe. But... but why can you accept her past, yet you cannot accept ours?"

"This is unfair!"

Looking at the furious Wu Lingxiao, Ye Xuan suddenly laughed.

"Unfair?"

"Ling'er, you are wrong."

"Selling oneself for food just to stay alive is not shameful."

Ye Xuan's voice was calm, but it carried a deafening power:

"In that kind of desperate situation, when even life cannot be guaranteed, chastity is merely a luxury."

"She sold her body to survive, for the most primal instinct to live in this world."

"That kind of dirtiness can be washed clean."

"Because her soul was helpless, in pain, and desperate to survive."

Ye Xuan's tone suddenly shifted, his gaze turning sharp as it pierced the nearby Zi Yao:

"However, if one sells their body for cultivation resources, for power, for the sake of becoming stronger..."

"Then it is different."

"That is greed. That is depravity. That is the baseness of willingly jumping into a cesspool and complaining it isn't deep enough!"

Zi Yao's body violently stiffened, her face instantly turning deathly pale.

She felt Ye Xuan's gaze was like a knife, peeling off her skin.

Ye Xuan stared fixedly into Zi Yao's eyes, stepping closer step by step:

"Miss Zi Yao."

"I heard that in the cultivation world, some female cultivators, in order to take shortcuts and break through bottlenecks, do not hesitate to submit to the strong, even treating dual cultivation as a transaction."

"Did you... ever sell your body in exchange for resources?"

Zi Yao's heart pounded wildly, cold sweat instantly soaking her back.

He knew?

He definitely knew something!

No... I cannot admit it! I absolutely cannot admit it!

"N-no!"

Zi Yao shook her head desperately, her eyes darting away, her nails digging deeply into her flesh:

"Although Zi Yi has dull aptitude, I... I have always kept myself pure!"

"I have never done such shameless things!"

She said she hadn't, but her heart was bleeding and screaming.

She thought of Li Tianxing...

This shame of being exposed made her wish she could self-destruct on the spot.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ye Xuan smiled meaningfully. He didn't press the matter further, but turned his head to look at Wu Lingxiao.

"What about you, Ling'er?"

"What are you doing this for?"

Wu Lingxiao bit her lip and lowered her noble head, not daring to meet Ye Xuan's gaze.

"Look."

Ye Xuan spread his hands and sneered.

"Your filth lies in your hearts, deep in your bones."

"Ying'er's filth is only on her skin."

"That is the difference."

The two women knelt on the ground, speechless.

They wanted to retort, but found they couldn't come up with a single excuse.

Faced with Ye Xuan's absolute moral logic, they were utterly defeated.

"However..."

Ye Xuan suddenly changed the subject. The coldness on his face vanished, replaced by an unfathomable, wicked smile.

He sat back in his chair, crossed his legs, and let his gaze wander brazenly over their bodies.

"Since you want to serve me in bed so badly..."

"Since you feel it's unfair..."

"Very well."

Ye Xuan clapped his hands.

"I will give you a chance."

Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao snapped their heads up, the light of hope igniting in their eyes.

A chance?

Had he changed his mind?

"What chance? Please tell us, Young Master! We will definitely do it!" Wu Lingxiao said eagerly.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly and pointed to the inner room.

"Ying'er, come out."

"Ah, coming!"

Ying'er ran out with her clothes half-unfastened and her face flushed, obediently resting herself on Ye Xuan's lap.

Ye Xuan stroked Ying'er's back. Looking at the two Half-Step True Immortals kneeling on the floor, he slowly spat out a single sentence:

"Since you want to serve me in bed."

"Then... the three of you, all together."

Wu Lingxiao's eyes widened.

Zi Yao's mouth dropped open.

The three of them... together?

Sleeping in the same bed?

"What?"

Wu Lingxiao jumped straight up, wishing she could die from the shame and indignation. She pointed at Ying'er and roared.

"Young Master! You... how could you make such a request?!"

"I am... I am..."

"How can I serve you alongside such a lowly servant girl?!"

"And to do it with her..." Zi Yao pointed at Wu Lingxiao with a look of disgust. "With this woman?!"

This was an insult!

This was the ultimate trampling of their character, status, and dignity!

One of them was the Empress who ruled the Great Xia, and the other was the Demon Venerable who dominated the Demonic Path.

Normally, let alone sharing a man with someone else, if a man even glanced at another woman, they would gouge his eyes out.

Now, Ye Xuan actually wanted them to be in the same bed with a beggar-like servant girl, doing that kind of thing?

"I can't! I can't do it!" Wu Lingxiao shook her head desperately, her face completely red.

"I can't do it either! This is too absurd! It's too disgusting!" Zi Yao also shrieked in refusal.

Seeing their intense reactions, the smile on Ye Xuan's face vanished in an instant.

It was replaced by absolute coldness and dominance.

"You can't do it?"

"Since you are my people, you must obey."

Ye Xuan pointed at Ying'er, who was lying on his lap, looking entirely submissive and without a single complaint.

"Look at Ying'er."

"Why doesn't she have any objections?"

"She doesn't find you dirty, nor does she mind that you are old, yet you have the nerve to be disgusted by her?"

"But..." Wu Lingxiao still tried to argue.

"Shut up."

Ye Xuan slammed his hand on the table. The aura of a superior instantly pressed down on the two women, making it hard for them to breathe.

"I am not discussing this with you."

"Don't want to do it? Fine."

"Then get lost!"

"Both of you, get off my ship right now! Don't ever let me see you again!"