Xianxia: The Sect Master Is My Girlfriend

Li Ran and Leng Wuyan’s first date took place in Cold Wind City.

They listened to music, wandered the streets, and ate sugar figurines, creating many fond memories.

This date significantly brought them closer and made Li Ran realize that he had truly fallen for his Master.

With the Frostfall Festival approaching, he decided to prepare a surprise for her. However, he hadn’t yet figured out what to give.

“What do girls usually like?” Li Ran sat in his study, scratching his head in frustration.

At that moment, Ah Qin came in to pour him tea.

Unable to resist, he asked, “Ah Qin, if you were in a relationship, what kind of gift would you want?”

“In a relationship?” Ah Qin was a bit surprised but quickly shook her head vehemently. “Ah Qin won’t get into a relationship. As long as I can stay by the Holy Son’s side and have sex with you, dual cultivation is more than enough for me.”

Li Ran chuckled, “I’m saying if… If it were me, for example, and we were in a relationship, what gift would you want?”

“You?” Ah Qin’s cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmering as she shyly muttered, “D-Dual cultivation…”

Li Ran pulled her into his arms, kneading her breasts, and said with mock frustration, “Besides that.”

Ah Qin, her eyes gleaming with desire, thought for a while before saying, “Maybe something that glows, something romantic, something we can both enjoy together…”

Li Ran rolled his eyes. “That’s not helpful at all.”

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. “I’ve got it!”

He thought of something that would not only glow but also be romantic and quite the surprise. The only issue was that it would be a bit complex to make.

“I just need to plan it out,” he said, letting go of Ah Qin and picking up a brush to scribble down his ideas.

After about half an hour, he finally had a clear method for making it.

“Now I just need to gather the materials,” Li Ran said. He stood up and put on his robe.

Seeing this, Ah Qin asked, “Holy Son, are you going out?”

Li Ran nodded, “I’m heading to Cold Wind City to buy a few things.”

Ah Qin smiled, “Alright, come back early for lunch!”

Seeing her sweet smile, Li Ran suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

As he recalled, ever since Ah Qin came to the Hidden Gauze Sect, she hadn’t left the mountain, not even once. Even when Li Ran returned to Five Yang City, he left her behind, treating her more like an object to satisfy his desires.

“No need to prepare anything,” Li Ran said, waving his hand. “Let’s go out for a meal!”

“Huh?” Ah Qin was stunned.

…

In Cold Wind City, Li Ran led Ah Qin through the gates.

She looked around curiously, fascinated by the surroundings that were both new and strange to her, following closely behind him.

Passersby, in turn, couldn’t help but stare at them.

After all, their appearance and demeanor were far too eye-catching.

Ah Qin, with her innate seductive aura, attracted all sorts of gazes. If Li Ran hadn’t looked so formidable, people would have approached her already.

“Holy Son,” Ah Qin whispered, “This city seems different from what I remember…”

Her memories were still rooted in Five Yang City from ten years ago.

Li Ran smiled, “Of course it’s different. One day, I’ll take you back home. It’s much more prosperous than here.”

“Really?” Ah Qin’s eyes lit up. “The Holy Son is so good to me!”

Seeing her happy expression, Li Ran sighed silently.

After suffering so much in the past, even a small kindness made her so grateful, which left him feeling conflicted.

At that moment, a merchant caravan passed by, causing the street to become crowded. Li Ran naturally reached out to hold her hand.

Ah Qin immediately tensed up, her heart racing.

The Holy Son was holding her hand!

Her nerves were on edge, but she thought, We’ve already made love, so why am I so flustered? His hand is so warm…

Li Ran said calmly, “Stay close. Don’t get lost and end up as some mountain bandit’s bride. You’ll never see me again.”

Ah Qin: ∑(⊙▽⊙|||

She clutched his arm tightly, panicking, “I’ll never leave your side! I want to be your woman forever!”

“…No need to hold on that tight. You’re practically hanging on me,” Li Ran said, exasperated.

…

Li Ran took her shopping, quickly gathering most of the things he needed.

By noon, he looked up at the sun and said, “It’s about lunchtime. Let’s get something to eat.”

“Okay,” Ah Qin nodded.

Li Ran found a decent-looking restaurant and led Ah Qin inside. After being warmly greeted, they took a seat on the second floor.

The restaurant had a pleasant atmosphere. It wasn’t overly luxurious, but it was certainly comfortable. Downstairs, an old storyteller was narrating tales, drawing cheers from the crowd.

Ah Qin rested her chin on her hands, absorbed in the storytelling.

Li Ran smiled, “This is your first time listening to storytelling, isn’t it?”

Ah Qin nodded, “Yes, it’s my first time, but… it sounds like he’s talking about you.”

“Huh?” Li Ran was puzzled and began to listen closely.

The storyteller was in full swing, speaking passionately:

“Ji Erbangying climbed the platform and removed the pig mask, revealing—lo and behold—it was the Hidden Gauze Sect Holy Son!”

“He moved with blinding speed, darkening the sky and stirring up a sandstorm…”

“That Li Ran is a heartless killer! He strikes without mercy, leaving righteous disciples fleeing in terror, crying for their parents…”

“One man, against dozens! And he didn’t even break a sweat…”

Li Ran felt his face flush with embarrassment.

He had never imagined he’d become the subject of a public performance. The storyteller had been arranged by Chen Zhutian, but somehow, Li Ran had become the protagonist.

“This is basically a public execution,” Li Ran muttered, covering his face.

Just then, a sultry voice rang out from downstairs.

“Excuse me, could you recount the part where Lin Langyue got beaten up? The more detailed, the better. How many punches? How badly was she hurt? I’ll reward you handsomely for it.”

Li Ran glanced down curiously and saw a woman in black, her face concealed by a veil. Her exposed skin was smooth and white, her movements full of an innate allure.

Even though her face was hidden, her every gesture was captivating.

Li Ran raised an eyebrow, recognizing her faintly exuding aura.

“She’s a Golden Core cultivator?”