Evening.
Inside Third Senior Brother Gu Changqing's spacious cave dwelling.
The fierce Golden Lion from earlier today had now been transformed into Jiang Ye's favorite form.
Cut into even pieces, it sat quietly upon a long table in the center of the cave dwelling, wafting a mouthwatering aroma.
Bai Zhirou followed behind Gu Qingxue as they entered the cave dwelling.
She had changed out of her blood-stained teal training robes and dressed in an elegant, pure white dress with flowing cloud sleeves.
Paired with her makeup-free, ethereal beauty, she looked all the more delicately charming and sweet.
She was a complete contrast to the “female devil” on the stage earlier today who had looked with wild disdain and stomped someone into the ground.
Gu Changqing was already waiting at the entrance, wearing an apron and holding a spatula.
“Senior Sister Gu, Junior Sister Bai, please come in!”
Bai Zhirou pinched the corner of her dress, nervously tailing Gu Qingxue.
Earlier on the flying sword, Senior Sister Gu had told her that tonight, the Peak Master would meet her in person.
She was not a thick-skinned, completely fearless slicker like Jiang Ye.
The dignified leader of a peak—a Nascent Soul big shot of the Azure Mystic Sect—was personally summoning a mere outer sect disciple like her.
Bai Zhirou was so nervous that her palms were drenched in sweat, and she was almost pacing with matching arms and legs.
Right at that moment, Jiang Ye's excited voice rang out inappropriately in her mind:
“Holy crap! These braised lion's head meatballs look damn good!”
“Senior Brother Gu's cooking skills seem pretty legit! Xiao Bai, remember to save me a piece of thigh meat later. I'll rest a bit and hop back online in a while!”
Bai Zhirou's face filled with dark lines.
“…Senior, is food the only thing you care about? The Peak Master is going to see us in person soon!”
Jiang Ye let out a lazy yawn:
“Oh, and?”
Bai Zhirou: “...”
...
Just as Gu Qingxue and Bai Zhirou took their seats at the long table...
Swoosh.
Without warning, a light green figure materialized at the head seat.
“Master.”
“Master.”
The True Disciples hastily bowed in respect.
Startled, Bai Zhirou hurriedly stood up and stammered:
“O-Outer sect disciple Bai Zhirou pays respects to the Peak Master!”
The green-robed figure at the head was none other than the Peak Master of Sword Peak, Nangong Yue.
She possessed stunning beauty and an aura of aloof elegance, resembling a peerless blade resting in its sheath that still sent chills down one's spine.
Nangong Yue nodded coldly in acknowledgment.
Her beautiful eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through one's soul, casually glanced at the empty seat next to her.
Then, she slowly raised her delicate hand towards a towering ancient tree in the distance outside the cave dwelling.
Her jade-like fingers gently clenched into a fist.
Bang!
The ancient tree exploded.
A white-robed figure sticking his butt out in the air was yanked forcefully right out of the tree canopy!
Accompanied by a squealing cry like a slaughtered pig:
“Master, you've ruined my moment~!!”
Just like that, the white figure arced through the air, swooped over everyone's heads, and slammed right onto the empty chair with a splat.
This person was none other than Eldest Senior Brother Ye Jinghong.
This fellow had clearly arrived early and squatted in the tree just to wait until everyone gathered so he could pull off another grand and dazzling entrance.
Unfortunately, Nangong Yue had interrupted his cast directly.
Slammed down onto his chair, Ye Jinghong said nothing.
He quickly turned his back to everyone, hurriedly tidying his hair that had been disheveled from being dragged out.
Only then did he slowly turn back around.
Tilted his head up at a forty-five-degree angle, crossed his arms, and gazed profoundly at the roof of the cave.
In an exceedingly desolate, deep voice, he spoke:
“With such a fine evening and beautiful scenery...”
“This seat has been struck by inspiration and wishes to compose a poem.”
“Moon...”
Buzz.
The moment Ye Jinghong uttered a single word...
...his voice cut off instantly. His mouth continued to open and close, but not a single sound came out.
Nangong Yue disdainfully withdrew her hand after casting the Silent Zen Technique.
Everyone stared expressionlessly at Eldest Senior Brother's smooth flow of ridiculous antics, sinking into deep speechlessness.
Nangong Yue rubbed the space between her brows and turned her head.
An imperceptible smile curled upon her cold and aloof face.
Looking at the nervous Bai Zhirou, she spoke calmly:
“You performed very well today.”
Flattered and overwhelmed, Bai Zhirou hurriedly stood up, bowed slightly, and answered in a panic:
“T-Thank you for the praise, Peak Master! This disciple was merely lucky...”
The curve on Nangong Yue's lips broadened as her tone grew playful:
“There's no need to be modest.”
“In fact... I still prefer the wild, untamed way you acted on the stage today.”
Bai Zhirou: “?!”
Jiang Ye's voice instantly rang in her mind:
“Holy crap! Did I just get freaking provoked?! If I weren't out of internet fees (mental energy), I'd definitely hop online and talk some trash to her face.”
Seeing Bai Zhirou standing there looking anxious and hesitant...
...a sharp gleam flashed in Nangong Yue's beautiful eyes as she continued teasingly:
“What's wrong? Even at a time like this...”
“...are you still not planning to call the one inside your body out to chat with me?”
Boom!!
The moment those words left her mouth, dead silence fell over the cave dwelling!
The eyes of every True Disciple widened as their gazes aligned on Bai Zhirou.
Even Ye Jinghong, who was still striking a pose on the side, couldn't help but stare at Bai Zhirou as if trying to see through her.
Feeling their gazes locking onto her like spotlights, Bai Zhirou...
...was twisting the hem of her dress so hard it was practically smoking!
Finished, finished, finished!
She hurriedly called out to Jiang Ye in her mind in a frenzy:
“Senior! What do we do?! She found out! She really found out!”
Jiang Ye curled his lips in disdain:
“Panic my ass!”
“If she really found out, she would've grabbed you and refined you in a heartbeat!”
“Players logging on is a game mechanic! Get it? How could a mere Nascent Soul NPC like her see through that?”
Bai Zhirou: “...”
Although she didn't quite understand, it sounded pretty logical?
To be honest, Bai Zhirou's feelings toward Jiang Ye were extremely complex.
Aside from the fact that this fellow often used her body to perform shameless antics and weird shenanigans...
...he had also given her immense help, even saving her life multiple times at critical junctures.
To summarize it in Bai Zhirou's own words:
“When nothing is happening, he's the most dangerous; when something goes down, he's the safest.”
Therefore, deep in her heart, she truly hoped they could peacefully fulfill their promise to each other.
Rather than having the Senior hiding in her body exposed, only to be purged on the spot as a demonic evil.
Seeing Bai Zhirou remain silent for so long...
...Nangong Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone remaining calm:
“It seems it doesn't want to come out and meet me?”
“How about... I go meet it in person?”
Gu Qingxue grew anxious as well, quickly stepping forward and advising gently:
“Junior Sister Bai, if you have any secret troubles, you can tell Master directly! With Master's strength, she will surely be able to help you resolve them!”
Bai Zhirou took a deep breath.
Her gaze gradually turned resolute.
Meeting Nangong Yue's intensely oppressive gaze, she slowly spoke:
“Peak Master.”
“That is... my second personality.”
“What?!”
The direct disciples could not help but exclaim in unison.
Nangong Yue raised an eyebrow slightly, a look of intrigue emerging on her face:
“Oh? Interesting. Continue.”
In truth...
...on the night Bai Zhirou first entered the sect, she had anxiously asked Jiang Ye this very question.
What if others noticed the massive difference in personality between the two of them?
After all, no matter how mentally unstable a person was, they couldn't possibly differ this drastically! From behavior and speech down to combat style, they were two completely different people!
Back then, Jiang Ye had merely offered a perfunctory reply in her mind:
“What's so hard about that? Just tell them you have a mental illness. People with mental illness aren't even legally responsible for murder, so it makes total sense.”
Bai Zhirou's face had turned black at the time. “Why are you insulting me?”
Only after contemplating for a moment did Jiang Ye rephrase it:
“Then say you have split personality disorder.”
“When the second personality comes out, you're in an peerless gigachad mode, slaying gods and Buddhas alike...”
Bai Zhirou had chosen to ignore the second half of his words right away.
However, the explanation of a “split personality” did indeed seem to be the most logical excuse.
Bai Zhirou took another deep breath and said in a serious tone:
“I have a split personality.”
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