Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Su Tang was deeply touched by her senior brothers' concern, but ultimately refused Seventh Senior Brother's suggestion of "dual cultivation".

Seventh Senior Brother was still somewhat unwilling. "Little Junior Sister, if we're sick, we should seek treatment. Don't avoid the doctor! If one cauldron isn't enough, we'll find more. Don't worry, the Heavenly Sword Sect can still afford these things."

Su Tang found this quite a headache, but thankfully, there were still some sensible people among them. Sure enough, the Sect Leader kicked him out the door.

"Old Seven, if you can't speak properly, just shut up!" The Sect Leader's forehead throbbed. None of them gave him a moment's peace!

Su Tang had just woken up, pale as a sheet and weak as a thread, but only she knew she wouldn't die.

She tugged on the Sect Leader's sleeve, her eyes clear as water, making it hard for anyone to refuse her.

"Eldest Senior Brother, the matter of my illness must be kept secret, otherwise my previous act will have been for nothing."

Although the Sect Leader was angry, he also knew about the act she had put on, which had at least temporarily fooled both the righteous and demonic sects.

"Understood. Just focus on recovering."

Focusing on recovery wasn't going to happen. After only one day of rest, she put on a pretty dress and went looking for Mo Qinglan.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's uniform was rather plain and elegant. After all, they were sword cultivators, each one cold and aloof, with no love for flashy things. However, Chu Yue was different; she had been pampered since childhood. When she was little, her senior brothers loved to buy her pretty dresses and dress her up. Later, when she grew older, the difference between men and women became more pronounced, but Chu Yue's habit of buying pretty dresses remained.

Now, unable to find Mo Qinglan, she grabbed a random young disciple.

"Where is your Senior Brother Mo?"

Seeing that the person before him was actually Little Grand-Aunt, the young disciple stammered in shock, "Li… Little Grand-Aunt!"

Su Tang found this amusing and couldn't resist teasing him. "I'm not Little Little Grand-Aunt."

The young disciple's eyes widened instantly. The various peak lords of the Heavenly Sword Sect were extremely strict. Accustomed to them, Little Grand-Aunt seemed like a little fairy who had descended from the heavens to play, both cute and playful.

"Senior Brother Mo is at the arena, sparring with his fellow disciples."

After learning this, Su Tang waved to the young disciple and walked towards the arena.

At the Heavenly Sword Sect's arena, disciples could spar, but they were forbidden from taking each other's lives.

At this moment, because someone had challenged the chief disciple, many people were placing bets.

"Come, come, place your bets! Guess how many moves it will take Senior Brother Mo to win the match."

"I bet three moves!"

"Damn, three moves? Are you human? I bet five moves. After all, Senior Brother Li's cultivation isn't bad either."

When Su Tang arrived, many people were betting. She touched her money pouch, which was filled with spirit stones, and tossed them all out. "I bet one move."

The crowd fell silent for a second. Then, looking up, they were all dumbfounded.

"Li… Little Grand-Aunt."

Gambling was forbidden in the Heavenly Sword Sect. If discovered, it would be severely punished. Seeing Su Tang, they all trembled.

No matter how harmless Su Tang appeared, her status was undeniable. She was of the same generation as the Sect Leader and possessed profound cultivation, even capable of slaying the Demon Lord with a single sword strike.

Su Tang, however, was unconcerned. A little gambling was harmless; only excessive gambling was detrimental. She turned to Mo Qinglan in the arena. "Little Grand-Nephew, I bet you'll win in one move. Don't disappoint me."

Mo Qinglan looked at the person below the arena. It had been three days since their last meeting. It wasn't that he hadn't inquired about her whereabouts during these three days, but the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader had said she was restless and loved to wander around shopping for food and buying dresses. It wouldn't be surprising if she disappeared for three days, or even three years.

"Little Grand-Aunt."

Su Tang said, "Little Grand-Nephew, why didn't you come to ask for your meeting gift that day? I even waited for you all night."

She dared to say this because she was certain he hadn't come that night.

Mo Qinglan indeed hadn't gone. Not only had he not gone that night, but he hadn't sought her out in the past three days, at most only inquiring about her whereabouts.

"Since Little Grand-Aunt insists on giving it, then I'll…"

"I brought it for you." Su Tang took a box out of her storage ring. Because it was wrapped, no one knew what was inside, except for Mo Qinglan, whose usual faint smile almost faltered.

"I just happened to make a bet with the other disciples. If Little Grand-Nephew loses within one move, then I'll give this meeting gift to the winning disciple."

Mo Qinglan thought of the little dress inside, and his eyes darkened. If someone else took it, regardless of whether it was his or not, it would be associated with him. A grown man who liked little dresses… Once word got out…

"Since Little Grand-Aunt thinks so highly of me, I naturally can't disappoint you."

Mo Qinglan suppressed his anger. He hated being threatened the most. Indeed, he hated her.

In the arena, Mo Qinglan truly settled the match in one move, striking so fast that it was almost impossible to see. When it was over, the surrounding disciples were still stunned.

"Did they even fight just now?"

"Is Senior Brother Mo even human? He clearly joined the sect at the same time as me, and I haven't even reached Foundation Establishment yet, while he's almost at Golden Core! Terrifying!"

When Mo Qinglan came down from the arena, Su Tang casually tossed the box in her hand to him and then found the disciple who had been taking bets. "Little Grand-Nephew, come, where are the spirit stones I just won?"

The young disciple was on the verge of tears. He had worked hard all day and finally saved some spirit stones, only to have them all swindled away by Little Grand-Aunt.

He felt wronged and wanted to cry.

Seeing the young disciple tearfully offer the spirit stones, Su Tang's eyes curved into crescents. "Mm, good boy. Little Grand-Aunt will treat you to candied hawthorns later."

The young disciple wanted to cry even more. One spirit stone could buy hundreds of candied hawthorns. However, he still thanked her, "Thank you, Little Grand-Aunt."

Su Tang had been idle in the sect recently and was thinking of going down the mountain to have some fun when she saw Mo Qinglan come to request a meeting.

"What is it, Little Grand-Nephew?"

Mo Qinglan said, "I've recently encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation and came to seek guidance from Little Grand-Aunt."

Su Tang didn't rush to help, but instead asked, "Where is your master?"

Mo Qinglan's master was the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect. In terms of cultivation, he wasn't that much weaker than Chu Yue. However, later on, the sect's affairs became numerous, while Chu Yue focused solely on cultivation. Coupled with several fortuitous encounters, her cultivation soared.

"Master and the other grand-uncles have been very busy recently, and I haven't even seen them these past few days. That's why I'm disturbing Little Grand-Aunt."

Su Tang thought for a moment and knew what they were busy with. They were most likely searching for a cure for her illness.

"I'm planning to go down the mountain in the next two days and happen to need a companion. If Little Grand-Nephew is willing, I can talk to you while we go down the mountain."

Although Mo Qinglan disliked her, because of the Nine Swords of Heavenly Sword, he had to get close to her. So, forget going down the mountain, even if it was a mountain of blades, he would accompany her without changing his expression.

"Being able to accompany Little Grand-Aunt is naturally my pleasure."

Although he said so, when she started browsing clothing stores one after another and tasting various delicacies, Mo Qinglan's heart was filled with resistance.

This woman, how could she be so troublesome!

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