Chapter 171: Sect Uniforms

Jiang Yan naturally had no prejudice against romance between master and disciple, and his question was merely meant to test Immortal Venerable Bailing.

He truly admired that Immortal Venerable Bailing could state so straightforwardly that he liked Mo Shiyu.

When dealing with straightforward people, it was best to ask directly.

"The master-disciple relationship will be severed before the grand wedding. This venerable one does not mind being discussed by others. Besides, the world is no longer as pedantic as it was a century ago."

Immortal Venerable Bailing said this with complete openness and ease, without the slightest sense that a master-disciple romance was a shameful thing.

In his heart, Jiang Yan applauded the Immortal Venerable enthusiastically, thinking to himself that such an Immortal Venerable was well worth befriending.

"Immortal Venerable, I, Jiang Yan, propose this toast to you. I wish you and Shiyu a successful fruition soon!"

Jiang Yan poured cups of tea for Immortal Venerable Bailing and himself, then picked up his cup to offer a toast.

"Haha, well said! I accept your auspicious words!"

The two of them reached a certain consensus in the private room, and the atmosphere grew even more harmonious.

When Mo Shiyu returned, she found the two of them chatting and laughing together.

She felt a sense of wonder. The two of them had only met today, right? How could they seem to have so many topics to discuss?

Seeing Mo Shiyu return to her seat, Jiang Yan mischievously and deliberately asked:

"Hey, Immortal Venerable, what were we just discussing?"

"Jiang Yan, you certainly remind this venerable one. I have perused a couple of the illustrations in that storybook. The physique of the man depicted is naturally exceptionally fine..."

Immortal Venerable Bailing praised without a blush or a racing heart, acting as though he hadn't noticed Mo Shiyu's cheeks gradually turning red again, almost on the verge of steaming.

Naturally, his remarks were also intentional; the chest muscles and attire of the man in Shiyu's drawings were identical to those he had accidentally been caught by this young girl the other day.

Furthermore, a small mole on the man's waist was just like his own.

Except for the face, which had been changed to Jiang Yan's, the body was practically drawn based on him.

Realizing that sophistry was useless, Mo Shiyu offered a weak apology:

"Master, I will never draw them again."

Immortal Venerable Bailing rested his slender hand on the crown of Mo Shiyu's head and stroked it gently, his pleasant voice sounding out:

"You may draw. However, you must draw them in front of your master. Your master has the obligation to supervise your cultivation."

"Al... Alright, Master." Though filled with discontent, Mo Shiyu swallowed that grievance down first.

"Ahem, I have an objection!" Jiang Yan suddenly spoke up.

"Oh? Feel free to voice it." Immortal Venerable Bailing turned his gaze toward Jiang Yan.

"The man in the illustrations must not use my face, and my name must not appear in the storybooks."

"That goes without saying!"

Immortal Venerable Bailing agreed on Mo Shiyu's behalf without a moment's hesitation.

"Also, Mo Shiyu, if you refuse to recall those storybooks, you must pay me mental damages for the infringement of my portrait rights."

Mo Shiyu lowered her head, produced a delicate little abacus, clicked and clacked through a rapid calculation, and then let out a sigh.

Phew, no way! How could a duck that had already landed in her grasp be allowed to fly away!

"Cousin, name a figure?"

Jiang Yan extended five fingers.

"Five hundred mid-grade spirit stones?"

"No, five thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Naming such a high price was Jiang Yan's way of testing whether Mo Shiyu would choose to recall those storybooks after all.

To his surprise, Mo Shiyu let out a sigh of relief and waved her hand, "Cousin, deal! Don't you go back on your word."

With a swift motion, she pulled a storage pouch from her sleeve and handed it to Jiang Yan.

"Cousin, check it. Exactly five thousand high-grade spirit stones."

"Counting won't be necessary; I trust you. Remember, there must not be a next time."

"Yes, yes, yes. Cousin, you can rest assured."

The three of them chatted a bit longer in the private room before taking their leave.

...

On the day of the Sect Grand Tournament, Jiang Yan, his fellow senior brothers and sisters, along with Yun Li, Long Kui, Yunyun, and even Xiao Bai and the little short dragon, all donned the Kirin Sect's new custom-made sect uniforms.

The fabric was cloud brocade possessing a certain degree of defensive capability, colored in a magnificent deep blue, with lifelike Kirin beasts vividly patterned across the garments.

According to Lin Qi, this was keeping it down to earth, and their Kirin Sect's prestige must never fall short.

"Hey, which sect are they from? Their attire looks extremely expensive, their sect is truly particular."

"Senior Sister, look quickly, that cat and that dragon are wearing the sect uniform too."