Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 519: Watch Me Confess for You!

The washerwoman had no desire to fight Lu Yang and his companions, but that didn’t mean she could not fight them. Yet they dream of defeating me? Do they really think I’m some fragile clay figurine?!

The painting scroll hovered in the air, gushing forth an endless torrent of water like a cascading waterfall, rapidly filling the entire hidden chamber.

Seeing this, Lu Yang grabbed Squire Song by the collar and bolted outside. While Lu Yang would be fine, Squire Song was a mortal. Trapped in that chamber, he would drown in less than a minute.

The moment the four of them reached the surface, a thunderous boom erupted behind them. The small room constructed over the hidden chamber broke apart as the water from the painting surged upward like artesian water, frothing and churning violently. The washerwoman stood atop the water column, gazing down at Lu Yang imperiously.

A few droplets of water touched Lu Yang’s lips, and he looked as if he had stumbled upon something astonishing.

“This is...fresh water!”

Tao Yaoye: “?”

Lan Ting: “?”

What is Senior Brother Lu Yang saying?

Why is he even tasting the water to test if it’s salty or fresh? And isn’t it perfectly normal for it to be fresh water?

Sensing the stares of his junior sisters, Lu Yang coughed awkwardly and pretended nothing had happened. After the incident with the water ghost in Hanshui City, he had developed a habit of checking whether an opponent used salt or fresh water.

With a flick of her sleeve, the washerwoman split the rising spring beneath her into three water serpents that lunged toward the trio.

Unfazed, Lu Yang unsheathed his Qingfeng Sword. Sword qi soared skyward and sliced through the water serpents. Normally, such a strike could cleave the water serpents in two, but this slash contained countless tiny sword qi, each continuously puncturing individual droplets and leaving no chance for them to reform into serpents.

Tao Yaoye opened her Thousand Illusions Umbrella, its crimson canopy acting like a shield. The water serpent crashed against it and instantly fell apart.

The sash coiled around Lan Ting’s waist fluttered with the breeze, stretching longer and longer until it ensnared the water serpent charging at her. The water serpent writhed violently on the ground, shaking the earth in its struggle to break free.

“Well, well, well, I’ve truly underestimated all of you!” The washerwoman was secretly alarmed. This ambush of mine would have pushed even Nascent Soul cultivators into a disadvantage, yet these three brats had blocked it.

“Scatter!”

At her command, the three water serpents dissolved like melting snow, scattering into puddles before condensing once more, transforming into a waterwall that was seven to eight zhang tall.

The waterfall crashed down, engulfing all three.

“Return!”

As the word left her mouth, Lu Yang’s trio, the painting’s water, and the washerwoman vanished, leaving only a dazed Squire Song and the fallen painting scroll behind.

~~~

“We’re inside the painting?” Lu Yang looked down at his hands, now devoid of skin, bone, or blood. They were rendered stark black and white yet lifelike in their detail.

He had become a figure within the painting, his entire being now composed of ink and wash.

“I don’t see Junior Sister Tao and Junior Sister Lan. Did we get separated? That washerwoman does have a bit of brains.”

It wasn’t his first time encountering such a tactic. Back when the senior disciples had taken turns thrashing him, one female disciple skilled in the Painting Dao had used this move against him.

The solution was simple—defeat the caster, and one would break free from an ink-wash painting state.

Of course, if the caster defeated Lu Yang, Lu Yang could still break free. Though how he knew that was better left unmentioned.

~~~

“We’re inside the painting?” Lan Ting swiftly concluded after assessing her surroundings.

The sudden appearance of the washerwoman made Lan Ting vigilant.

The washerwoman raised a hand, stopping Lan Ting. “Don’t move. I mean no harm. Little lass, tell me your wish, and I can help you grant it. In exchange, the price is that you must spare my life.”

From the earlier exchange, the washerwoman gauged that it was impossible for her to defeat three at once, so she might as well eliminate them one by one.

Wishes and prices were rules set by the creator of the painting scroll. Even the washerwoman was bound by them. If she promised a wish but failed to fulfil it, she would receive punishment. Correspondingly, if she fulfilled the wish, her combat power would be elevated to a higher level.

“Any wish works?” Lan Ting still eyed her warily.

“Speak freely. As long as it’s within my means, it shall be done.”

Blushing faintly, Lan Ting probed, “Like...confessing to Senior Brother Lu Yang and having him accept me?”

The washerwoman sized Lan Ting up, noticing her pretty features and excellent figure. This is precisely what men like.

“That’s not difficult.”

With a swirl, she took on Lan Ting’s appearance. “Watch me confess for you!”

~~~ 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

A similar scene unfolded with Tao Yaoye.

The washerwoman was utterly baffled. What kind of charisma does this male cultivator have to make these two beauties fall head over heels in love with him?

~~~

“Senior Brother Lu Yang, I’ve finally found you!”

Splitting herself into two, the washerwoman turned herself into Lan Ting and Tao Yaoye, feigning distress as they rushed toward Lu Yang.

The “two girls” flung themselves at Lu Yang, leaving him completely nonplussed.

I’ve never encountered a situation like this before.

“Tao Yaoye”’s eyes glistened with tears, her face flushed like peach blossoms. Pressing against his chest, she gazed at him seductively. “Senior Brother Lu Yang, actually, I’ve always...”

“Lan Ting” cut in urgently, “Actually, I’ve also...”

Lu Yang extended a hand, interrupting them. “Junior sisters, how could your senior brother not understand your feelings? But we are fellow disciples; we cannot do such things. They’re improper and go against ethics. How would the world view us?”

“Tao Yaoye” declared with a steadfast gaze, “Senior Brother, I’m not afraid of what the world thinks!”

“Lan Ting” nodded fervently. “Exactly! Senior Brother, what does the world’s opinion have to do with us? We live for ourselves; why care about what others think? Can they dictate everything?”

Lu Yang grew increasingly troubled, finding this matter inappropriate. “But my cultivation is lacking, and my experience is shallow. I fear I’m not as perfect as you two imagine.”

“That’s not a problem, Senior Brother. It’s fine even if you aren’t perfect.”

“Exactly, exactly! Who’s perfect in this world?”

Lu Yang shook his head. “That still won’t do. Even if I agree, how could Sixth Elder and Palace Leader Luo allow something this preposterous?”

“They will!”

Lu Yang thought he had been tactful enough, yet it did nothing to waver the two, so he could only say, “But you both possess immortal physiques, while I have a Sword Spirit Root and know nothing about immortal physiques. Even if you become my disciples, I wouldn’t be able to teach you.”

“Become your disciples?”

“That’s right. Didn’t you witness my grand display in the finals, where I emerged as the number one Intermediate Golden Core cultivator? That’s why you wanted me to be your shifu?”

Having lived two lifetimes with no romantic experience, Lu Yang could hardly make sense of the behaviors of females, and neither could the Unbeatable Golden Core aid him here.

However, he had the Everlasting Immortal Fairy as his golden finger cheat. Upon awakening, she had claimed that as a woman, she understood women best and could help me court the woman I like.

Even if she’s unreliable in other aspects, surely she understands this better than I do.

The washerwoman, “...”

The failed confession meant she didn’t fulfil the wish. Her aura withered, and she could no longer maintain control of the painting scroll, expelling all three.

She stared at Lu Yang as if she was facing a formidable foe. “I’ve truly underestimated you! To think you saw through my rules!”

Lu Yang’s head was full of question marks. He didn’t know what the washerwoman was talking about at all.

And how did I suddenly come out?

Weren’t we supposed to defeat the caster?