Hold Tight to the Female Lead's Thigh [Transmigration GL] - Episode 25

Upon hearing this, Qi Yong’s expression softened slightly.

Peach Blossom noticed the commotion and stopped her movements. She knew Qi Yong didn’t like her. He never had a pleasant look on his face whenever he saw her. To avoid provoking the old man’s anger, she simply stood still and quiet where she was.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yong misunderstood her intentions.

How dare she! He, a dignified elder of the Three Yuan Sect, even Guan Fusha had to show him some respect. Yet this woman didn’t even come forward to greet him? This was outright defiance, sheer defiance!

Peach Blossom felt utterly wronged when Qi Yong shot her a fierce glare for no reason. She hadn’t done anything at all!

“Elder Guardian,” Qi Yong declared with a resounding tone, his face full of accusation, “the Flying Dragon Sword Manual is a treasured artifact of our sect. This sword technique has never been passed on to outsiders. What is the meaning of this?”

Guan Fusha maintained her amiable smile, though inwardly she was displeased. After all, she was an Elder Guardian, and for Qi Yong to speak to her in such a tone was highly inappropriate.

“Elder, what do you mean by that? My junior sister is a disciple personally accepted by our master and serves as the Left Guardian of our sect. Isn’t it only natural that I pass the Flying Dragon Sword Technique to her?”

Qi Yong snorted coldly. Cui Taohua’s origins were dubious—who knew if she was a spy planted by the orthodox sects? Only a naive young girl like Guan Fusha would trust her so blindly. “That may be so, but the Left Guardian has only been in our sect for half a month. Isn’t it rather reckless for you to teach her the Flying Dragon Sword Technique so soon?”

Guan Fusha smiled sweetly. “When my junior sister first joined, her health was poor. After half a month of recuperation, she has improved significantly. Moreover, martial training strengthens the body, and she is deeply passionate about martial arts. I believe this is the perfect timing.”

Qi Yong was beside himself with frustration. He couldn’t fathom what kind of bewitching potion Cui Taohua had fed Guan Fusha to earn such trust—even the Life-Prolonging Elixir had been handed over! “Elder Guardian—”

Before Qi Yong could continue, Guan Fusha cut him off with a look of sincere concern. “Elder, the weather is scorching today, and at your age, it’s best not to overexert yourself. You should return to your quarters and rest early.”

Her words sounded polite, but the underlying message was clear—she was dismissing him. Qi Yong wasn’t deaf to the implication.

“Fine… fine!” Qi Yong trembled with rage, his fingers shaking. “Elder Guardian thinks this old man is useless now, a burden, isn’t that right? Back in my day—”

Watching a fight was more entertaining than practicing martial arts.

Peach Blossom quietly observed as Qi Yong ranted and raved about his past glories to Guan Fusha, even seeming on the verge of throwing a tantrum. Such a spectacle was too good to miss—if only she had brought some melon seeds along when she came out in the afternoon.

Melon seeds and drama were a perfect match!

After rambling on about his heroic past, Qi Yong’s face turned beet red, and he suddenly choked on his breath, coughing violently.

Guo Ping, standing nearby, hurriedly patted his back to help him catch his breath, fearing the elder might keel over right then and there. “Elder, calm down, calm down! Your health comes first!”

Guan Fusha remained smiling, saying nothing, as if silently declaring, “I’ll just stand here and watch you talk.”

At that moment, a sect guard suddenly rushed in, his face panicked. “Elder Guardian, something terrible has happened!”

“What happened?” Guan Fusha recognized him as someone from the Punishment Hall, and her heart suddenly turned cold. “Has something happened to the Punishment Hall?”

The Punishment Hall was an extremely important division within the Night God Sect, housing many followers who had violated sect rules and some righteous individuals who had attempted to infiltrate the sect. They all shared one common trait: most were well-acquainted with the sect’s terrain or secrets. If they were to be released, the consequences would be dire.

“No, not that,” the follower continued. “We found a suspicious person near the Severing Love Cliff. According to the Hall Master, he should be the eldest son of the North Kun Sect’s leader.”

Guan Fusha and Qi Yong’s expressions immediately changed. The North Kun Sect’s leader was notorious for his hatred of evil, eager to eradicate all heretics and demons. The sudden appearance of his eldest son in the Night God Sect could only mean trouble.

The rare smile vanished from Guan Fusha’s face as she asked gravely, “And then? Did you capture him?”

“No,” the follower shook his head. “The Hall Master cornered him on the Severing Love Cliff. The eldest son demanded to see you, Protector. He said if you refused, he would jump off the cliff. That’s why the Hall Master ordered me to come and inform you immediately.”

The Night God Sect had an unwritten rule: all outsiders discovered infiltrating the sect must be captured alive. The sect’s terrain was naturally defensible, making infiltration extremely difficult. Aside from exceptional lightness skills, the more likely explanation was that there was a traitor within the sect who had secretly let them in.

This was precisely why they needed to take prisoners alive. To extract information about the traitor lurking within their ranks.

“I understand. I’ll go right away,” Guan Fusha said, grabbing a longsword from the weapon rack and fastening it to her belt. Just as she was about to leave, she heard Qi Yong snort coldly.

“Hmph, see what I was saying? The Protector has likely brought a wolf into the house this time,” Qi Yong remarked, deliberately glancing at Taohua with pointed implications.

Taohua’s expression also turned subtle. Of course, she was not the traitor Qi Yong was insinuating. Rather, the current situation felt all too familiar to her.

A young master from a righteous sect sneaking into the Night God Sect to confess his love to Guan Fusha, failing, and then jumping off a cliff to his death.

This was the opening plot of the original story!

“Let’s go,” Guan Fusha had no patience for Qi Yong’s words. She took the guard with her and dashed out of the training grounds.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Taohua hurried after her. “Senior Sister, wait for me!”

“Hey! Hold on, where do you think you’re going? Wait!” Qi Yong had intended to keep an eye on Taohua to prevent her from causing more trouble, but she darted past him before he could stop her.

Taohua ignored him. After all, Guan Fusha had long disliked the old man, and it wouldn’t be surprising if she decided to eliminate him one day. Compared to that, her own “thick thigh” was far more important!

“Don’t run! Come back… cough cough cough!” Qi Yong tried to chase after Taohua but managed only a few steps before collapsing into a fit of coughing, leaning against the wall for support.

“Master, don’t chase her. Be careful with your health,” Guo Ping dared to call Qi Yong “Master” only when no one else was around, patting his back to help him catch his breath.

Qi Yong glared angrily, shaking off his hand, and burst into a furious tirade, “Useless fool! You saw that wretched girl run off and didn’t even chase her! Why are you holding me up? Do I look like a spy to you?!”

Guo Ping: “…”

The poor baby felt so aggrieved, but no one would let the baby speak!

Watching the two lithe figures vanish without a trace, Qi Yong couldn’t help but stomp his foot in frustration. “Aiya, this is infuriating! Absolutely infuriating!”

Why was he surrounded by such clueless people!