Chapter 13: She Almost Exposed Her Current Status! She Was Wearing Women’s Clothing!!!

Hehuan Sect, inside the refining workshop.

The woman in pink pulled open the hanging brocade curtain, and in an instant, flowing light filled the air, and a blue-purple long skirt came into view like a galaxy, and the hem of the skirt sparkled even more in the flickering candlelight.

"This material, 'Starry River in Dreams,' is a treasure the Sect Master painstakingly sought." The pink-clad woman's eyes flickered, her voice lowered with curiosity. "But the size of this cut... is definitely not for the Sect Master's use. Elder Zhang, do you know who this is for?"

Hearing this, Elder Zhang looked up at her, his tone gentle but with a hint of helplessness: "How dare you come and pry into the Sect Master's private affairs today?"

The maid playfully stuck out her tongue and whispered, "It's because the Sect Master used the secret method of Soul-Captivating Incense. He went to such great lengths to do this. I'm really curious..."

"The secret method of Soul-Captivating Incense?" Elder Zhang's face suddenly changed. He gasped and asked anxiously, "Did the Sect Master order it? To use it on clothes?"

The maid nodded blankly: "Yes, Elder, what's wrong?"

Elder Zhang beat his chest and stamped his feet, feeling extremely frustrated. "How could she be so reckless? The Sect Master is truly so stubborn."

It is rumored that the secret method of the soul-capturing incense was learned by the founder of the Hehuan Sect from the ancient mythical beast Nine-tailed Fox Immortal.

With this secret method, the members of the Hehuan Sect can easily capture souls and make countless cultivators fall in love with them and become obsessed with them.

However, this secret technique declined in the later period and was even no longer taught to the disciples of the Hehuan Sect. There were two main reasons for this.

First, most members of the Hehuan Sect disdain using this secret technique. They are highly confident in their appearance and abilities, believing that personal charm alone can attract admiration. For them, this secret technique is cumbersome and thankless.

Secondly, when this secret method was made public by someone with ulterior motives, those seemingly righteous people suppressed all the dirty and dark hypocrisy in their hearts and pushed all the bad things onto the Hehuan Sect.

They said it was because of their secret method that they were "forced to do so." This often dragged the members of the Hehuan Sect into a vortex of self-verification. To avoid this from happening, the sect gradually stopped advocating for its use.

Shen Qingli, who was not yet the leader of the Hehuan Sect at that time, fell in love with Shen Wenji's father. After pursuing him without success, she went to the library to practice this secret method without authorization and used it on Shen Wenji's father.

The young and energetic Shen Qingli was full of arrogance. As long as she wanted it, there was nothing she couldn't get. It was also because of this secret method of soul-capturing incense that she gave birth to Shen Wenji.

But after all, the secret method is not a long-term solution, and this love that was forced into marriage eventually came to an end.

I thought Shen Qingli would learn her lesson, but I didn't expect that she would go back to her old ways and use these secret methods on her daughter Shen Wenji?

What a sin.

Elder Zhang held his forehead, feeling caught in a dilemma.

In order not to alert the enemy, she followed the plan of the old sect leader Shen Qingli and handed the dress and letter to Shen Wenji.

After all, there are prerequisites for activating this secret technique. It does not take effect by seeing or touching the clothes, but only when the person wearing the clothes has close contact with the opposite sex for more than ten minutes.

Ten minutes of close contact with the opposite sex…well, Shen Wenji should be safe for the time being.

But in the end, Elder Zhang couldn't bear to see her jump into the fire pit for no apparent reason, so he worriedly hinted repeatedly: "This skirt, it has another secret."

Shen Wenji: "It's indeed unique. I've never seen this fabric before. Aunt Zhang is very thoughtful."

Elder Zhang: “…”

What a blockhead! I'm so angry!

She could only almost say, "This Hehuan Sect skirt is not suitable to be worn in front of the opposite sex."

"Don't worry, Aunt Zhang. I rarely wear women's clothes outside."

After receiving this assurance, Elder Zhang reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief and left.

Little did she know that as soon as she left, Shen Wenji opened the letter from his mother. A spiritual light floated on it, revealing the words:

Tomorrow evening at 5 p.m., put on new clothes and go to Xianyuan Bridge on South Street to discuss something important.

Mother's instructions.

Shen Wenji's gaze fell back on the glittering blue dress. Elder Zhang's instructions flashed past her ears, and then she threw them out of her mind.

Mother, you are not a stranger after all, right?

The next day, near evening.

South Street was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, and the sounds of hawkers were endless, making it very lively.

Shen Wenji had just learned that today was the famous Lantern Festival here.

The Xianyuan Bridge where her mother asked her to meet is also a very famous century-old bridge.

Rumor has it that this bridge was formed from the remains of the Magpie Bridge, a bridge once used by the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and is therefore believed to be connected to immortality. Simply make a wish and turn around in the center of the bridge, and your soulmate or the person you desire will appear.

Every year, there are people coming and going, young men and women praying for love, travelers who come to check in, and old couples who come to fulfill their vows...

Today is the Lantern Festival, and there are crowds of people on and under the bridge.

Shen Wenji was wearing a blue dress, the hem of which seemed to absorb thousands of lights, making her look particularly otherworldly and gorgeous, beyond description.

She stood in the middle of the bridge, looking at this prosperous world, and for a moment she felt a little more integrated into it.

At this moment, she is no longer the unreachable immortal cultivator in the eyes of the common people, but just like all other living beings, she watches the lights of thousands of homes and enjoys the lights of the starry sky.

On the right, a pair of lovers snuggled up and whispered, their voices reaching Shen Wenji's ears.

"Rumor has it that making a wish at the center of the bridge is very effective! Would you like to try it too?"

"I've tried it before. That year, I was looking for my true love, and when I turned around... I saw you."

The two are very much in love and very sweet.

Shen Wenji's heart moved slightly, and she became a little interested. She had never believed in gods, but under the background of this atmosphere, she also wanted to try it herself.

If it really works like that and helps her find her true love, it will also provide her with an additional option to deal with her mother's urging to get married.

As if possessed, she imitated the girl's movements, clasping her hands together in front of her chest, closing her eyes, and whispering, "If there is indeed a god's blessing, please show me a clear path. I don't seek a grand and spectacular life, I just want someone who understands my heart and respects my aspirations. Let's spend the years together, watching the steady flow of water. Even if the road ahead is uncertain, we will walk side by side and make this life worthwhile."

After making the wish, she slowly opened her eyes.

There are still bustling crowds and exquisite lanterns in front of me.

Nothing happened.

A hint of self-mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I think it must be because her mother has been pushing her too hard recently, so she is desperate and trying all kinds of treatments.

"Look! There are fireworks!" There was noise all around, and everyone was immersed in the sudden fireworks feast.

Shen Wenji subconsciously turned in the direction of the crowd.

Just as she turned halfway to the side, her sight had not yet reached the brilliance exploding in the sky, but the corner of her eye had taken the lead and unexpectedly bumped into a pair of eyes as deep as a cold pool.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The noisy voices, the bright lights, the rising fireworks...the entire background instantly blurred and faded.

Not far under the bridge, Xie Yunqing, dressed in a plain aqua-blue robe as cool as the moon, was looking straight at her, going against the bustling crowd who were looking up at the fireworks.

At the height of the clamor of fireworks, the two people's eyes met briefly across the surging crowd.

Shen Wenji's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand and suddenly stopped.

The scene of making a pious wish just now instantly overlapped with the horrifying reality before my eyes.

She prayed for the right fate, but the gods made her turn around and see the biggest enemy of her life?

Absurd! It's completely off the mark! This lousy bridge, this lousy deity, is completely inaccurate. I won't believe it anymore.

In a flash, Shen Wenji suddenly lowered his head, hunched his body in an extremely awkward posture, and pretended to hit his leg with one hand, pretending to have difficulty walking, trying to distort his body and reduce his presence.

Xie Yunqing really is a ghost that lingers around, how come she bumped into him again?

Unfortunately, she was wearing the dress her mother had requested.

She is now wearing women's clothes!!!

Xie Yunqing probably didn’t see it, right?

Should I? Should I?

She stumbled towards the bridge, having to escape his sight immediately.

Run straight back to the sect? But it's not the time my mother agreed on yet. If Xie Yunqing chases after me and confronts me, there's no room for maneuver. No, no.

So, Shen Wenji made a very bold decision. She had to forge an alibi.

Without further ado, this extremely revealing women's clothing must be changed first.

But going to buy clothes now? Not to mention that most of the stores have closed for the holiday, and secondly, if Xie Yunqing spotted me coming out of the store, I would be in trouble.

A flash of inspiration struck Shen Wenji, who thought of the intelligence base he and Yan Xu jointly operated—the teahouse. Being in one's own territory always made one feel more at ease.

She was lucky, Yan Xu happened to be in the teahouse at that moment.

Seeing her coming, he raised his eyebrows and jokingly shouted, "Eh? What's the wind blowing today? Our Shen Da... eh?" He saw Shen Wenji dressed in women's clothes, and a look of surprise flashed across his face, and then turned into teasing, "Auntie? What's going on here? Beauty saving the hero? Or the hero... pretending to be beautiful?"

Shen Wenji was too lazy to talk to him and said directly in a hurry: "Take off your clothes quickly and put them on me!"

Yan Xu: “???”

"Can you be reasonable? I've given you the clothes, but what should I wear?"

Shen Wenji rolled his eyes: "I don't want you to take off all your clothes. Just give me the outer clothes, and you can wear the inner clothes yourself."

"Auntie, I surrender to you!" Yan Xu grinned: "Hey hey hey, I'll take it off... I'll take it off! Don't be so arrogant, these are all top-quality materials."

There was a chaotic situation inside the house, but outside the house it was as if they were facing a great enemy.

Xie Yunqing didn't know how to track him down, but he actually found himself near the teahouse.

The sentry outside the house reported through the window: "Master, someone is approaching. Should we let him in or kill him without mercy?"

Yan Xu said casually: "Kill him."

"Wait!" Shen Wenji's heart was filled with alarm. He asked anxiously, "Is the person coming here wearing a water-blue robe, with a very cold face, and holding a long sword?"

"Exactly." The sentry paused and asked, "Then are we still going to kill them?"

"What's there to be afraid of with a broken sword?..." Before Yan Xu could finish his words, he was kicked hard by Shen Wenji.

Shen Wenji glared at him and said angrily: "What are you killing? All you think about is fighting and killing? Even if all of you are combined, you may not be able to defeat me."

"Eh? Are you looking down on people?"

"Talk less!" Shen Wenji was extremely anxious. The buckles on Yan Xu's clothes were extremely complicated, and the chain and gold thread buckles were entangled together. The more anxious she was, the harder it was to untie them. She was so anxious that the veins on her forehead were throbbing.

Yan Xu, however, was neither hurried nor slow, even taking the time to tease, "I see. The person coming this time is Xie Yunqing, right?"

When the name Xie Yunqing was mentioned, Shen Wenji's already anxious heart became even more irritable.

She was just about to ask Yan Xu to stop talking and help her tidy up her clothes.

The next second, a familiar cold voice was heard from outside the house: "Looking for me?"

The author has something to say:

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God (opens eyes wide) (beats chest and stamps feet) (tears welling up) (unable to express his pain): This girl, actually wronged me? She even scolded me?

Susu now: I don’t believe in breaking the gods!

After that, Susu: It seems to have some metaphysics, but it’s not too bad.

Ahhh, I'm late, the manuscript box is not released yet, I still posted it manually [clown][clown][clown]