Chapter 13: Boo hoo, Mr. Wuya dotes on you so much!

Dongfang Wuya stared straight at Shen Qinghe, thinking, how could someone be so slow-witted? He had practically handed her the ladder, yet she didn't know to climb up?

He waited a while longer, but seeing that Shen Qinghe showed no signs of asking for his help, he concluded that she was beyond teaching.

He shook his head, sighing, but still produced a manual and threw it to Shen Qinghe, "In consideration of you calling me 'Uncle-Master,', I'll give this to you."

Shen Qinghe caught the manual in a fluster, watching as Dongfang Wuya returned to the podium.

Before Shen Qinghe had a chance to look through the manual's content, it was snatched away by Shen Zhiyao.

The manual's yellowed, tattered cover bore the traces of time, yet the words "Heterodox Cultivation Manual" were still clearly visible. As Shen Zhiyao perused its contents, she felt as though the manual was tailored for Qinghe and couldn't help but excitedly pinch Shen Qinghe's arm, "Wuwu, Mr. Wuya really spoils you!"

Shen Qinghe's face was filled with black lines; she took back the manual, opened it, and then was dumbfounded.

Looking back at the platform and Dongfang Wuya, she saw a beautiful female cultivator shyly asking him questions, but Dongfang Wuya ignored her, treating the female cultivator as if she were thin air.

That proud and aloof manner was nothing like the warmth and gentleness he had shown towards her before.

Afterward, Shen Qinghe was somewhat distracted, occasionally flipping through the manual, then couldn't help but daydream while staring at Dongfang Wuya.

Sensing her gaze, Dongfang Wuya made eye contact with her, and she forgot to look away.

Many female cultivators present were fans of Dongfang Wuya, and everyone saw the "eye talk" exchange between Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe, wishing they could be Shen Qinghe and receive extra glances from Dongfang Wuya.

Shen Qinghe was also a bit out of it, unable to understand why Dongfang Wuya was so kind to her. The things he had given her, treasures that even top-grade Spirit Stones couldn't buy, were easily given to her by Dongfang Wuya.

As she was lost in thought, Dongfang Wuya's voice suddenly rang in her ears, "Qinghe, remember that I am your elder."

Shen Qinghe snapped out of her daze.

Dongfang Wuya had no intention of wasting time there and stepped off the podium.

With every step he took, it was as if he stepped on the hearts of the female cultivators present, making everyone's hearts tremble.

As he passed by Shen Qinghe, Dongfang Wuya paused, softly speaking, "Practice well."

Shen Qinghe respectfully acknowledged and watched the elegant man walk away.

As Dongfang Wuya walked away, the cultivators crowded around Shen Qinghe, eager to see the secret manual Dongfang Wuya had left for her.

Shen Qinghe only said that it was a manual given to her by Dongfang Wuya, and without his permission, she dared not let others see it.

The cultivators looked at Shen Qinghe with complex expressions, some jealous, some envious, but most of them contemptuous.

Shen Zhiyao, with her excellent hearing, overheard a few female cultivators huddled together, saying that Shen Qinghe must have schemed her way into favor since she was rejected by Yan Changsheng and then hooked up with Dongfang Wuya.

Among the gossipers was An Lu, the same female cultivator who had just gone up to ask Dongfang Wuya for advice.

Shen Zhiyao went up to An Lu and bluntly said, "Jealous of our Qinghe, aren't you? If you're so capable, go seduce Mr. Wuya yourself. Oh right, when you just went to ask Mr. Wuya a question, he didn't even glance at you, did he? Seduction is useless, isn't it?"

An Lu's face alternated between green and red with anger as she retorted, "What's so great about that, isn't it just some tattered secret manual? Whether it's Second Senior Brother or Big Senior Brother, they both like Shengsheng, and together with your sister, you're nothing but Shengsheng's defeated opponents!"

Shen Qinghe suddenly remembered that there was indeed a character named An Lu in the novel, one of the female rivals. Initially, she got along well with Nan Sheng but later turned against each other due to Mr. Wuya.

"But Mr. Wuya likes Qinghe, he was staring at Qinghe the whole time just now, and he even deliberately stuffed the secret manual into Qinghe's hands. With Mr. Wuya on our side, who needs Big Senior Brother or Second Senior Brother?" Shen Zhiyao knew exactly how to twist the knife in An Lu's wound.

An Lu's expression kept changing, and her gaze towards Shen Qinghe became exceptionally fierce.

Shen Qinghe, however, felt very guilty. Mr. Wuya was one of the male leads, and he would end up liking Nan Sheng, so how could he possibly like her?

To provoke An Lu, Shen Zhiyao lied without batting an eye.

Fearing that Shen Zhiyao would spread more rumors, she hurriedly took Shen Zhiyao's hand and left Juxiu Hall.

Once they had walked a good distance away, she whispered to Shen Zhiyao, "Elder sister, please stop spreading rumors, Mr. Wuya doesn't like me."

"How can you say he doesn't like you? If he didn't, why would he keep staring at you? Ever since Mr. Wuya came to Juxiu Hall, his eyes have been glued to you. Knowing that Big Senior Brother was unwilling to teach you, Mr. Wuya even went out of his way to give you a cultivation manual. If Mr. Wuya doesn't like you, why would he treat you so well?" Shen Zhiyao pinched her sister's cheek, feeling its pleasant softness, "Our Qinghe is so good-looking, who wouldn't like her upon seeing her?"

Before Qinghe's Foundation Establishment, she and Elder Shen already knew Qinghe was good-looking. After her Foundation Establishment, the unsightly grey birthmark on Qinghe's face turned pink. Now located at the center of her nose bridge, it appeared so spirited that she, a woman, found it delightful.

Shen Qinghe blushed at Shen Zhiyao's praise.

She composed herself before seriously explaining, "Mr. Wuya is kind to me, probably just because he saved my life. If it hadn't been for Mr. Wuya, I would have died long ago. Mr. Wuya even specifically told me that he is my elder and asked me to call him Martial Uncle. If he truly liked me, he wouldn't have allowed me to regard him as an elder."

The smile on Shen Zhiyao's face faded, "Are you serious?"

"Of course, I'm serious. Otherwise, do you think I would dare to casually call Mr. Wuya Martial Uncle?" Shen Qinghe just wanted Shen Zhiyao to stop associating her with Dongfang Wuya in the future.

She knew that the male lead belonged to the female lead, and no matter how kind Dongfang Wuya was to her, she would never mistake it for him liking her.

Immediately, Shen Zhiyao lost her enthusiasm. She had thought that Dongfang Wuya had developed romantic feelings for Qinghe, leading her to be happy for nothing.

"Does elder sister still like Big Senior Brother?" Shen Qinghe observed Shen Zhiyao's expression carefully.

"Of course I like him, but Big Senior Brother is blind as a bat; he actually fancies that flirtatious Nan Sheng. Knowing that Nan Sheng and Second Senior Brother are a pair, he still interferes. Are all men like this, preferring the wildflowers over the ones at home?" Shen Zhiyao said helplessly.

"Since Big Senior Brother likes Nan Sheng and has such poor taste, then elder sister shouldn't like Big Senior Brother anymore. Wuji Sect is full of outstanding men, and elder sister is so exceptional, you're not limited to Big Senior Brother," Shen Qinghe tried to persuade Shen Zhiyao to get over Xiao Chen.

However, Shen Zhiyao shook her head without hesitation, "No way! Even if I can't have Big Senior Brother, I won't let that vile bitch Nan Sheng off easily! That stinking woman, after stealing Second Senior Brother, is actually seducing Big Senior Brother. I absolutely won't back down without a fight."

Shen Qinghe let out a wistful sigh, feeling quite powerless.

As the novel's malevolent female rival, Shen Zhiyao was definitely not as ruthless as Nan Sheng, nor a match for her, with no chance of outdoing Nan Sheng.

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