Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

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Chapter 18: My Wine Red Looks Better

Unable to refuse, the Fat Rabbit could only lie down on the table and be combed by Mo Shulin.

    Although Mo Shulin wanted to comb the fat rabbit over and over again, he knew what it meant to be adequate and proceed step by step.

    It’s just that when he combed the fat rabbit’s belly, he accidentally discovered that there were a few small bumps on the rabbit’s belly, which seemed to be small bumps bitten by mosquitoes. Mo Shulin was a little envious. Mosquitoes could actually touch Master’s belly but he’s still afraid of committing a crime when he touched it.

    He didn’t dare to ask what mosquitoes that are so powerful, even the Mahayana elders could get poked in the belly. Mo Shulin carefully didn’t touch around the small bumps so as not to damage the skin of the fat rabbit.

    The Fat Rabbit was combed without knowing his disciple’s thoughts, then he took the little disciple to the mission hall.

    The Mission Hall is on the Changwu Peak, where Mo Shulin took the disciple’s waist card last time and met with Shangguan Zhuqing. Because the mission hall is the organization with the most intensive information exchange, Shangguan Zhuqing often handles official affairs here.

    Bai Yuming’s red robe was still dazzling, soon he attracted the attention of countless disciples before he got off the spirit boat.

    Shangguan Zhuqing was excited when he learned that Bai Yuming had arrived, but he couldn’t meet him personally when he was busy with official duties, so he sent Ye Qingling to run errands.

    Seeing Ye Qingling waiting next to him, Bai Yuming felt a little helpless.

    He didn’t come often and got lost easily, so he was very happy to be greeted by someone. In addition, most of the time when meeting Shangguan Zhuqing was about the deal, it would be better to see Shangguan Zhuqing directly, saving him some time from searching the old man.

    But now, he doesn’t want to sell rabbit furs anymore, so he felt a bit embarrassed to accept other people’s favors.

    “Elder Shangguan is really kind, you don’t have to be so polite.” Bai Yuming was embarrassed, “I’m here to choose a task for the disciple.”

    Ye Qingling was puzzled and didn’t believe it, but he didn’t expressly praise Bai Yuming. He heard a few envied words about Mo Shulin’s good fortune having a good master.

    Bai Yuming wanted to greet Ye Qingling, but he saw a red cloud appearing on the horizon.

    The red clouds came quickly becoming near, and it’s goal was Changwu Peak.

    That red clouds are obviously flying artifacts, middle to upper grade. The range of these red clouds aren’t wide, but because of the heavy winter, the atmosphere felt depressing, plus the disciple attire of the Liangji sect are solemnly black and white. Therefore, such a bright color appeared in the Liangji sect is still very eye-catching, attracting countless disciples to look up.

    This red clouds landed on the place where Changwu Peak specifically have to stop, and landed their transportatioin artifacts.

    Due to the variety of large and small flying artifacts, there are people coming and going on the Changwu Peak, the transportation must be parked at the place described by the martial art cultivators, even the head must abide by this rule.

    Seeing the red clouds stopped, many disciples squeezed in, wondering who owned such flying magic weapons.

    Bai Yuming didn’t want to watch, but his disciples soon rushed back, there was also a bright and beautiful woman who walked like a floating wind holding a saber in her hand.

    The woman was dressed in a fiery red brocade dress, with a waist badge symbolizing her as a disciple hung on her waist, and her long black hair had a little curl at the end, which seemed to be curled by flames. The appearance is self-explanatory, bright, luxurious and dignified.

    The woman in red was followed by two female disciples of the inner sect. Although they were similar to her appearance, they were very respectful to the woman in red in front of them. These inner disciple can make such a gesture, it can be seen that in addition to the transcendent identity, the woman in red has true talents.

    The red-clothed woman frowned slightly, walked quite fast, and quickly passed in front of Bai Yuming and turned into the mission hall.

    But when she passed by, the woman in red glanced at Bai Yuming’s red clothing, she quickly turned her eyes away, curious that someone at the Liangji sect dared to go out in red as much as she did.

    It was not until the figure of the woman in red disappeared that the voice of the surroundings resumed.

    “Who is that person?” Bai Yuming asked casually, in the fallacy that the red dress must be part of a scene.

    “Replying to Elder Bai, this is the direct disciple of Qiaogong Hall Master Nie Yifeng, Yan Qianqian.” Ye Qingling’s voice was faintly indifferent.

    Bai Yuming raised his eyebrows by surprise, but also a little uncertain.

    Without waiting for him to ask anything, the disciples around him started discussing after they couldn’t see Yan Qianqian. They were talking about Yanqianqian’s love life, her hatred, and what Yan Qianqian ate for the past two days. Bai Yuming listened a few words and confirmed that the woman in red just now was the Yan Qianqian he had in mind.

    If it’s the usual, Bai Yuming won’t talk about Yan Qianqian to Ye Qingling.

    But today, after Bai Yuming asked about Yan Qianqian, Ye Qingling couldn’t help but asked, “Dare to ask Elder Bai, what do elder think of Yan Shimei?” After Ye Qingling finished speaking, he didn’t forget to take a look at Bai Yuming. Fortunately, Bai Yuming wasn’t angry.

    Mo Shulin originally bowed his head in a well-behaved manner, but when he heard Ye Qingling’s words, he raised his head slightly and looked at Ye Qingling with the corner of his eyes.

    He always felt that Ye Qingling was peculiar.

    It wasn’t like spies since there’s no bad intentions, but Mo Shulin just wanted to guard against Ye Qingling.

    “…Well, I think she’s a disciple who doesn’t wear disciple attire.” Bai Yuming answered casually.

    “Haha. Elder Bai can really make a joke.” Ye Qingling didn’t believe it at all, thought this answer was reasonable.

    Most of the disciples in the Liangji sect wear disciple clothes, but unless on special occasions or tasks, the disciples are not strictly required to wear it for the rest of the time.

 He saw so many disciples wearing disciple attire every day because most disciples have to take on tasks or be on duty. Disciples like Yan Qianqian who don’t need to worry about cultivation resources, and who are devoted to cultivation, are definitely in the minority.

    Although Bai Yuming didn’t need Ye Qingling’s help, Ye Qingling still brought Bai Yuming into an elegant room. Bai Yuming can relax and choose tasks while sitting, without having to squeeze in the hall with ordinary disciples.

     This kind of private room is specially opened for elder-level cultivators. Although Bai Yuming came to accompany his disciple, no one would ask Bai Yuming to take a task, so it wasn’t difficult for Ye Qingling to let Bai Yuming enter the private room.

     After serving tea to the two, Ye Qingling left.

     The master and the little disciple sat in the private room, feeling at ease.

     Mo Shulin choose a task deliberately, but saw Bai Yuming sitting still for a long time, slightly worried, “Master?”

    “Un.” Bai Yuming replied, still thinking about other things.

    “Is master thinking about Miss Yan San?” Mo Shulin was sure that Bai Yuming was thinking about Yan Qianqian, and Bai Yuming’s thoughts started to wander after seeing Yan Qianqian.

    Yan Qianqian is more than 300 years old this year, although it’s impossible for her to follow Bai Yuming even if she’s only a Jindan period, but what if Bai Yuming fell in love with Yan Qianqian? No one can be sure about this.

    Bai Yuming only saw Yan Qianqian for the first time, and his soul has flown away.

    Mo Shulin got more and more angry, regretting that he didn’t take the opportunity to touch of Bai Yuming’s hair in the morning.

    Without knowing that the little apprentice ate a whole lemon tree, Bai Yuming nodded, “Un.”

    Mo Shulin was so angry that this fat rabbit demon actually dared to agree! Un your carrot! Already too poor to live in the cave, yet still thinking about finding a wife.

    Mo Shulin didn’t know why he was angry. Although living in a cave, Master was poor, lazy, greedy, and stupid, but as long as he thought that someone else would live in Yuexue Peak and would steal Bai Yuming’s attention, Mo Shulin was very unhappy.

    Already reborn, Mo Shulin still remembers his identity as a disciple, but the jealousy in his words can’t be covered, “Yes, Miss Yan San’s red dress is very beautiful.”

    “Red? Oh.” Bai Yuming was still a little stunned, and subconsciously said, “She is indeed very suitable for fiery red, and only a single fire root can hold up this color.”

    This is also mentioned in the original story.

    It was really uncomfortable to hear Bai Yuming praise a woman. Mo Shulin smiled forcefully and said: “Master, you and Miss Yan San are really similar, even the clothes are the same color.”

    “How is this the same?” Bai Yuming frowned and looked at Mo Shulin, “Yan San is fiery red, mine is burgundy. Hers has orange tone, mine is purple tone. Orange red is more lively, wine red is calm and mature. So my wine red is more beautiful.”

    Mo Shulin: “…”

    He was relieved.

    He was sure that Master must be single, since talking like this would make no woman like him.

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