Senior Sisters, I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

Chapter 112: So Close They Could Share a Pair of Pants

Heavenly Fortune Peak, the main peak of the sect.

The towering main peak and the surrounding area of thousands of miles all belong to Fourth Senior Sister Luo Wanqing's dojo, forming a self-contained small world. At the foot of the mountain, halfway up the mountain, and at the top of the peak, there are continuous palaces, pavilions, and courtyards.

In addition, in the areas with abundant spiritual energy and relatively gentle terrain, large areas of spiritual fields, medicinal gardens, and spiritual beast pastures have been opened up. There are tens of thousands of disciples and servants working diligently day and night.

Originally, the dojos where these direct disciples of the sect's head usually cultivated were not in the main peak of the sect, but on the floating land outside. It was only after they reached the Immortal Ascension realm that they gained the privilege of residing in the main peak of the sect for their cultivation. Of course, the most crucial factor was Qin Muling.

Now that Qin Muling resides on the Imperial Dao Peak above the clouds, the senior sisters can also stay in this exclusive dojo belonging to the Supreme Head. However, the numerous attendants and guards around Fourth Senior Sister do not have such privileges and can only be placed on Heavenly Fortune Peak.

During her leisure time, Luo Wanqing occasionally comes here to take a look and listen to her trusted subordinates reporting on the domestic and foreign situations. Although the monarch of the Ancient Witch Country is still in good health and has no intention of retiring for the time being, in the eyes of many forces in the court and the people, it is highly probable that Luo Wanqing will become the next monarch.

In the palace at the top of the main peak, Luo Wanqing, dressed in men's clothing, lies lazily on a embroidered couch. Her beautiful eyes are slightly narrowed, like a well-fed Spirit Cat, absentmindedly listening to the chatter of a few trusted female officials in front of her.

These noble and proud women are the high-ranking witches arranged by the Ancient Witch Country for Luo Wanqing, her protectors. They have been by her side since she was a princess, and their relationship is naturally extraordinary.

"Your Highness, the domestic situation has been somewhat unstable recently. Your father has sent multiple messages, hoping that you can return. It would be even better if you can bring your little junior brother with you," one of the witch officials said.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Luo Wanqing's expression turned cold, and her gaze became sharp. "I don't think my father would issue such an order. Tell me, which shameless bastards are instigating and manipulating behind the scenes? Since they can't find a way elsewhere, they've come to me? Do they think I'm easily fooled?"

With her anger, her authority emerged, and the space was filled with a chilling and murderous aura.

The witch official was startled and quickly explained, "Your Highness, this decision was indeed made after discussion between your father and mother, and it was not your incompetent siblings who incited it. Besides, as you know, the Heavenly Witch Divine Dynasty has also noticed the existence of your little junior brother recently. It is natural for them to be curious and want to know more. There are no other intentions."

"Furthermore, the Seventeenth Prince of the Heavenly Witch Divine Dynasty will officially visit in the next two days to discuss alliance matters with the high-level members of Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace. He wants to meet Qin Muling and hopes that you can mediate and facilitate this..."

Luo Wanqing's expression calmed down, and she slowly said, "Meeting him may not be a problem, but I don't trust them. Just because I have no intentions now doesn't mean I won't have any in the future. As for the matter of my little junior brother, I won't reveal a single word. No one's face matters to me. As for the future path I choose, it will be my own decision. Let them give up on their hopes!"

The witch officials looked at each other, feeling both headache and helplessness towards the princess's willfulness.

The Ancient Witch Country has been passed down for millions of years and, through the efforts of generations of monarchs, has vast territory and strong national power. Although it is not a Supreme-level power, it is not far off.

In terms of bloodline inheritance, the Ancient Witch Country is actually closer to the Heavenly Witch Divine Dynasty. However, it is not considered a vassal of this superpower and has a relatively strong sense of independence.

As the most outstanding new member of the royal family of the Ancient Witch Country, Luo Wanqing's most ideal choice would have been to join the sect of a powerful member of the Heavenly Witch Divine Dynasty. With proper management and operation, she could have married a powerful prince or even had a great chance of becoming the queen. However, she chose to join Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace and become a disciple of Mu Yinghua. Some forces were very dissatisfied with this decision.

Of course, it's too late to change things now. The situation in Ancient Witch Country is beyond hope. Without a more suitable heir appearing, we can only try to persuade this princess to change her mind and prioritize her family's interests. We can't be too biased towards outsiders.

High above the sky, a sword rainbow, tens of thousands of feet long and dazzling, descended from the clouds and slightly hovered before landing on the steps in front of the palace.

As the sword energy dissipated, Qi Yalan, with her elegant appearance, revealed herself and walked through the door with long strides. When she saw Luo Wanqing, she said, "Junior sister, the seventeenth prince from Heavenly Witch Divine Dynasty is arriving soon. The envoy team has already entered the Cloud Dream Immortal Domain. Our master wants you to lead the team to welcome them!"

Luo Wanqing glanced at her and said, "Can you not speak so rudely? What do you mean by 'my family'? Do I have any relationship with that seventeenth prince?"

Qi Yalan smiled and said, "In terms of relationship, there is indeed one. Whether you like it or not, when you meet, you have to address him as 'cousin.' Your mothers are sisters."

Luo Wanqing snorted and stood up gracefully. "Stop talking about those useless things. Even if he is my real brother, he shouldn't expect to gain any advantage from me, let alone that bastard."

"Alright, alright, hurry up and change your clothes and set off. This is an official matter after all. If there are any mistakes, it won't be easy to explain to our master."

Qi Yalan didn't want to argue and pushed her into the inner room.

After driving away all the maids, Luo Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror and reluctantly loosened the buckle of the jade belt around her waist. She took off the men's clothing she was wearing, revealing a transparent red embroidered bellyband underneath. She also wore matching underwear and long stockings with garters. Her enchanting and hot curves and her snow-white skin were dazzling.

She neatly folded the clothes she had taken off and said, "This clothing of my junior brother's does feel quite good. No wonder you always like to wear his clothes. It's like wearing a pair of pants."

Qi Yalan blushed slightly and said, "Can you not be so straightforward? Aren't you the same now? Of course, it's fine as long as you understand the benefits in your heart. Just don't let others know."

The clothes that Qin Muling had worn had already absorbed the mysterious aura of the Innate Primordial Spirit Seed. After being refined by Mu Yinghua with a secret method, they had many wonderful uses and benefits. The senior sisters were well aware of this, which was why they cared so much.

After the fourth senior sister finished changing her clothes and tidying up, she left the room with Qi Yalan, and the inner room became quiet.

After a while, a faint figure quietly floated in and glanced around before walking straight to the hidden compartment of the wardrobe. With skilled movements, the figure opened it effortlessly and took out the clothes that Luo Wanqing had just changed out of, then left with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she left, she was intercepted by the two women who had returned.

"We greet Your Highness."

The figure hurriedly bowed, and four burly guards came over and held her shoulders. They directly put a set of shackles emitting a strong bloody smell on her.

In no time, the clothes she had hidden in her bracelet were found.

Luo Wanqing coldly glanced at the maid and lightly said, "Kill her and search her soul!"

(End of this chapter)