It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Lan Qingya felt relieved after confessing her guilt, so she was much more calm about the possible punishment that Jun Moxiao might bring next.

"Are you done?" Jun Moxiao stopped and looked at her.

"That's it."

"Let's go then."

Lan Qingya: ???

[It's over? Is this the end? ]

After walking around two more streets and seeing similar food everywhere, Lan Qingya felt a little bored, so the two of them walked out of the city.

Many young men and women gathered by the river and released river lanterns to express their wishes.

Colorful river lanterns float along the wide river, stretching for miles, forming a beautiful and spectacular scene.

They walked upstream until they reached the end of the river lanterns.

"Although mortals have a short life span, men and women in the mortal world yearn for each other, get married and reproduce, and pray for happiness. Life is filled with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, which is also a kind of practice."

After sharing her insights, Lan Qingya did not forget to seek recognition.

"Master, how is my understanding?"

"It's okay."

[It’s OK, which means it’s very good! ]

When she returned to the sect, Lan Qingya looked at the dozen or so kinds of human food in her storage bag. Although they did not have much spiritual power, they were very delicious. She was very happy.

For the first time ever, Jun Moxiao accompanied her for a walk by the lake outside the sect.

The lake is wide, reflecting the unusually bright moon in the sky.

The soft and clear light is very fair, falling on everything that greets it.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful.

【Today's Master is a little different.】

【I actually felt his tenderness. 】

[Master is really good, but it's a pity that he is just a real person pasted on a painting, making people feel that he is out of reach. Just thinking about it makes me feel that it is a kind of blasphemy to him. ]

[Wulian Tianzun, I have let my imagination run wild again. I am guilty of this.]

Jun Moxiao listened to her mumbling for a while, then took a very deep breath and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Lan Qingya.

"Master, I heard that the sect is short of money?"

Jun Moxiao looked up at the bright moon in the sky and the wild flowers blooming by the lake.

So romantic, are you sure you want to say this?

"Hmm..." He answered anyway.

"I donated some things this morning, and Lao Zhao said that it would be enough to help with some of the problems."

"I used to be a person who didn't care about worldly things. I only practiced and refined weapons every day. I was really ignorant. Master, don't worry. I will find a way to make money so that you will never have to worry about money again!"

"No need." Jun Moxiao said briefly.

Lan Qingya was completely unaware of his displeasure, and continued to talk to herself about a few ideas she had come up with that she thought were profitable.

Jun Moxiao finally turned around and left, interrupting her excited fantasy.

"Master!"

Finally got it?

Lan Qingya held him back and said, "Master, listen! Did you hear any sound?"

Jun Moxiao's ears moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

He let Lan Qingya pull him stealthily to find the source of the sound.

There was a rustling sound in the grass, followed by a woman's moan and a man's gasp.

She chuckled twice and looked at Jun Moxiao who remained calm.

"Someone has started practicing, haha..."

They were the ones fighting in the wild, why was she the one who died socially?

Just as he was about to pull Jun Moxiao away quickly, he heard the woman in the bushes asking questions.

"You...you can't?"

The man seemed embarrassed, but he stiffened his neck and said, "Have you ever seen a book that teaches this? I have been practicing since I was young, and I... I don't really understand it."

The woman was even more angry: "You don't understand. This is my first time too. What should I do? What should I do?"

She beat the man until he screamed.

...

Jun Moxiao brought Lan Qingya back to Piaomiao Garden.

[Master, what’s wrong? Isn’t he happy that I’m helping him find ways to make money? He’s so hard to please! ]

The aura around him became even colder.

"Master, I'll go back to my room first." Lan Qingya was scared. She shuddered and quickly slipped back to her room.

*****

Generating income for the sect has become Lan Qingya's top priority in recent days. Whether she is handling sect affairs or teaching students, she is always thinking about how to make more money.

Not to mention, the two inexperienced monks that day did give her inspiration.

Everything in the universe is in harmony of yin and yang. Only humans, once they practice Taoism, become less concerned about these things.

Except for the group of perverted monks from the Hehuan Sect.

This has resulted in many cultivators being hundreds of years old but still being completely new to dual cultivation.

People are always afraid to talk about sex. How can this be possible?

Shouldn't we monks be the most tolerant, open-minded, and able to accept the laws of all things in this world?

People, like cats and dogs, want to do something based on their nature. How can they miss the wonderful experience because they are too naive?

This is the sect’s dereliction of duty.

Then let her, Lan Qingya, change this situation!

"Master?"

Qi Yanchen shouted twice before Lan Qingya came back to her senses.

In the main square of Liangyi Peak, nineteen disciples had finished practicing sword skills and were sparring with each other.

"What's wrong?" Lan Qingya was confused.

Seeing her response, Qi Yanchen smiled and said, "Look at Senior Sister Xiangrong's new magic weapon."

Lan Qingya looked at Hua Xiangrong's hands, speechless.

"Xiangrong, did you buy the magic weapon I made?"

Hua Xiangrong was obviously very satisfied with the magic weapon in her hand: "Yes, Uncle Master, you have such a good thing, how can you bear to sell it?"

Lan Qingya knew that she must have spent a lot of money to buy this, and now she also had some understanding of this girl.

For some reason, Hua Xiangrong always seems to like collecting her peripherals.

For example, her elixirs, the magic weapons she refined, and even two of her handkerchiefs were taken away by her.

Lan Qingya looked at Hua Xiangrong with some heartache.

Miss, she doesn’t want these top-grade magical instruments.

[You are truly the epitome of a fool with lots of money! ]

Hua Xiangrong:?

How can my dearest disciple use these?

She turned to look at Gong Yijue and said, "Big Brother, if you don't mind, I will be generous for once."

Gong Yijue raised his hand and rubbed her head: "It's up to you."

Qi Yanchen's smile froze.

Lan Qingya protested immediately.

However, her protests were never effective.

Calling the eighteen disciples on Liangyi Peak to assemble, Lan Qingya stood on a high place with a smile on her face.

"You must be wondering why I called you all here."

"Actually, it's because I received some advice from your master, my eldest senior brother, a while ago, and my cultivation has greatly improved. In order to thank him, your fourth uncle plans to give each of you a big gift."

The disciples below began to murmur.

"Fourth Uncle received a favor from Master, so he came to give us a gift?"

"What day is this? How come such a good thing suddenly happened?"

"You don't know?" another disciple winked.

"Oh!" The disciple who was talking to him suddenly realized.

Qi Yanchen's face on the side became increasingly darker.

Oh what? Know what?

The wise does not buy rumours!

Lan Qingya smiled at Hua Xiangrong below and waved her sleeves, and a bunch of magical weapons appeared in the air.

A rough estimate is at least forty pieces.

Each of these magical instruments has an innate spiritual energy and a faint glow.

They are all top-grade treasures!

The disciples below were suddenly in an uproar.