TGCF React

Chapter 2

Xie Lian was startled. "My merits are not sufficient for building a palace hall. The former Xian Le Palace has been torn down a long time ago, where did this Xian Le Palace come from?"

"I approved for a new one to be built for you. You don't mean to continue squeezing in that dilapidated little shrine, do you?"

Xie Lian didn't know what to feel about that, having preferred and grown used to living in the shrine with San Lang.

"Gege, will you stop sleeping with me?" Hua Cheng asked with a small pout.

"Of course not." Xie Lian immediately denied. "I'll continue living with you in the shrine."

"Excuse me, what?!" Feng Xin shouted while Mu Qing turned to look at Xie Lian with shock. 

"You sleep with him, your highness?" Qing Xuan asked in surprise, ready to congratulate her friend.

"Yes?" Xie Lian said in confusion, not knowing why everyone was looking at him like he said something forbidden.

"But I thought your cultivation way requires you to be pure?" Pei Su asked, a little flustered that the one he looks up too was having...ahem with a calamity.

"It does." Xie Lian confirms, still unsure what was wrong with it.

"So you're giving up your spiritual powers?" Qian Qiu asked.

"No?" Xie Lian said with a tilt of his head.

"Xian Le, what do you mean by sleep together?" Jun Wu asked, realizing what was wrong.

"We sleep together in the same bed." Xie Lian clarified for the emperor.

"So you two don't sleep with each other?" Ban Yue asked in confusion.

"We do." Xie Lian said.

"Gege, they're asking if we are doing anything indecent." Hua Cheng, who felt pity for his god, finally explained.

"What do yo-oh. OH. No!" Xie Lian, finally realizing what the others were asking as a huge blush made it on his face. "That's not what I meant! We aren't doing anything bad at all!"

 "Oh." Pei Ming said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

When Xie Lian left the Palace Hall of the Supreme Martial God, he was led by a little official from Jun Wu's palace to the new 'Xian Le Palace'.

This Xian Le Palace was almost identical to his former palace of the past, down to the red glazed tiles on the walls, it was just as magnificent and elegant as he remembered it to be. But he stood rooted at the gates of the palace for a long time, not in the least bit eager to step inside. A broken down shrine was more befitting of a God of Scraps. He could no longer live in such a lavishly gorgeous palace.

"You shouldn't think of that, Xian Le." Jun Wu scolded while Xie Lian just nod, wondering how long this would go on, especially since he knew that thought would appear quite a lot of times.

Xie Lian idled at the palace gate, waiting for the Wind Master to come find him. But after having waited for a long time, the person who came up to him was not the female cultivator in white robes, but a male cultivator in white instead.

The cultivator was in glowing spirits, his robes fluttering as if stirred by a heavenly breeze. It was the "Qing Xuan" who had been wrangling with Pei Ming back at the Palace Hall of the Supreme Martial God. He flicked his horse-tail whisk and grinned at Xie Lian. "Hello, Your Highness!"

Xie Lian returned with a smile of his own. "Hello to you too, fellow cultivator."

Truth be told, he really wanted to ask who the other man was, but couldn't help but feel this would be inexcusably rude.

"It wouldn't be rude. It would actually be good for someone to not know who Qing Xuan is." Wu Du said. "It might lower his ego and pride."

"I'm not prideful like you, though." Qing Xuan argued while some sighed at the familiar sight.

He was just about to sneak a peek at his scroll to see which Heavenly Official went by the name of Qing Xuan, when the cultivator in white strode over to him. "Let's go, let's wig-wag down together!"

Xie Lian stared at him in bemusement. "Friend, I'm waiting for someone here."

The cultivator stuck his horse-tail whisk into the neck of his robes and turned to give him a strange look. "Who else are you waiting for?"

Xie Lian, "I'm waiting for the Wind Master."

The cultivator's expression grew stranger. "Am I not standing in front of you?"

"......"

Xie Lian felt his brow twitching. "You're the Wind Master?"

The young man snapped open his fan and started flapping it as he spoke, "I'm the Wind Master, was there ever any doubt about it? You mean you didn't know who I was?? Have you never heard of the Wind Master Qing Xuan???"

His tone and manner were candid and confident, as if it was completely impossible for Xie Lian to not know who he was. The front of the fan had the symbol '风' drawn on it, and on the back were three curved lines depicting the wind. Isn't it the same fan that was used by the female cultivator in white at that time?

Xie Lian suddenly recalled how Fu Yao had once told him that there were some Heavenly Officials in the Upper Court who, due to some special circumstances, were particularly proficient at changing their appearances. And at that time in Ban Yue Pass, Nan Feng had said something along the lines of: "The Wind Master has always been......"

Has always been? Always been what?

A man?!

"If yo-Fu Yao just explained, none of that would happen!" Feng Xin shouted at Mu Qing who readily snapped back.

"Yo-Nan Feng could have explained it, too!" he argued.

"It's fine, it's my fault for not knowing who he was." Xie Lian said in hopes the two would stop but was ignored.

Xie Lian found himself dragged along by his companion, but was still unable to comprehend the magnitude of this revelation. He stammered, "Ah...... my lord Wind Master, y-y-you, why did you disguise yourself as a woman last time???"

"Why not? Wasn't I pretty?"

"Erm yes? But......"

The Wind Master had a wide smile stretched across his face. "Pretty is pretty, there's no 'but' to it. It's fine as long as I'm pretty! Obviously, I used that disguise because I looked good."

He suddenly seemed to have thought of something and tucked his fan away, before turning to eye Xie Lian up and down. He remarked eagerly, "Speaking of which, since we'll be entering the Ghost City this time, we'll have to disguise ourselves right?"

"......"

Xie Lian: "? ? ?"

"Please don't tell me you're thinking what I think you're thinking." Wu Du sighed.

"Maybe." Qing Xuan said with a bright smile while Xie Lian felt shivers along his back. Hua Cheng, on the other hand, thought of a female version of Xie Lian and couldn't resist the smirk that crossed his face. Feng Xin and Mu Qing saw this and knew what he was thinking about which made the two verbally fight him. All along, Xie Lian could only look at the three and wonder why they were fighting.