Pan Si Cave Mansion, Master Tao Da looked at a record in his mind, thoughts surfacing in his heart: This time, I'm afraid washing myself clean in the Penglai Sea won't be enough.
He looked at Aunt Pan Si, her face flushed and revealing her true form, burrowing deeper into the silver thread paths, and Tao Qian opened his mouth, at a loss for words.
He couldn't very well say, "Aunt, you've misunderstood, it's just that I have been overindulging these past few days, indulging in the pleasures of Yin and Yang every night, accidentally condensing the Ultimate Happiness Source Qi, which will cause anyone who has high regard for me to mistakenly believe I'm seeking pleasure."
The truth was indeed thus, but he couldn't say so, otherwise Aunt Pan Si would only feel more embarrassed and angry.
"It's a good thing I didn't bring Master Yuan along, or this title of Daoist Peach Blossom would likely stick to me forever."
