"I've had my eye on Brother Mo Ye for ages! I was clearly the first one to fall for Brother Mo Ye, he’s mine! No one can take him!"

Dugu Xiaoyi declared loudly, furious, completely forgetting what she was currently doing, and overlooking the magnitude of the current situation—she herself was the instigator of it all.

"Uh," Yours, yours, but—" Jun Wuyi felt a sudden sweat break out, nodding repeatedly, trying to placate the little girl who was clearly agitated and throwing a tantrum.

"Don't interrupt! Listen to me!" Dugu Xiaoyi commanded excitedly, leaving the handsome Jun momentarily struck speechless.

"So, I had to take measures to protect my Brother Mo Ye from being snatched away, so I—I—I—I—" Dugu Xiaoyi trailed off here, only then regaining her senses, instantly feeling quite embarrassed. She’d just forbidden interruption, yet now she couldn't continue.

Jun Wuyi, Ying Bokong, and the three Dongfang brothers—five great masters—stared blankly at the fierce young girl, waiting for her to speak, all inwardly exclaiming, the younger generation is formidable.

"So, I—so I—" Dugu Xiaoyi’s eyes flickered, stammering. The little girl, moments ago indignant and self-righteous, suddenly lost her words, becoming timid and pitiful. This sudden shift made the five grandmasters' eyebrows jump wildly. Bizarre...

"So I thought about cooking the raw rice into cooked rice with Brother Mo Ye! Then he couldn't run away, and nobody else could snatch him!" Dugu Xiaoyi steeled her heart, blushing as she shouted with her eyes tightly shut.

The five grandmasters were simultaneously struck by lightning—sweat, heavy sweat, a waterfall of sweat, Genghis Khan sweat... Finally, they all collapsed onto the ground without any sense of decorum, staring dumbfounded at the fierce little girl before them.

"So I called over the retainers I use for protection, took some [REDACTED SUBSTANCE] from them, poured it into a wine gourd, and went to find Brother Mo Ye. Coincidentally, Brother Mo Ye was very thirsty, so he drank it all..."

Having started, Dugu Xiaoyi let it all pour out, abandoning all thoughts of shyness or embarrassment, possessing the spirit of 'a broken pot cares not for the cracks': "But, but—after Brother Mo Ye drank it, there was no sign of the rice being cooked! He went berserk instead, and he actually tried to—to molest me!" I panicked, so I screamed, and then Sister Guan rushed in to save me..." Then I fled; it's all my fault for harming Sister Guan, sob sob..."

The five grandmasters weren't even sweating now; they were utterly stunned as if struck by lightning, mouths twisted, eyes askew, utterly speechless.

Such an outlandish story, narrated by this girl who resembled a pearl of exquisite beauty, was full of dramatic twists. They never imagined the catalyst for all this would be this. What was this nonsense? They had planned to cook rice, someone else wanted to cook it but wasn't allowed, and in the end, the third party got cooked instead...

What excellent cooking!

The five grandmasters simultaneously performed one action: covering their foreheads with their hands, their faces completely shadowed, utterly speechless...

They knew this little girl was fierce, but they never expected they had still vastly underestimated her! This girl was fierce to such an extent! What is a formidable woman? This is it!

To fight for favor, she gave her sweetheart an aphrodisiac, hoping to cook the rice... That, one could almost tolerate... But after successfully administering the drug, she scared herself and ran away! Such a thing was truly unheard of in history!

A textbook case of setting the fire and fleeing the scene...

The great Dugu Xiaoyi had opened a new chapter in the history of the Xuanxuan Continent! This was absolutely an unprecedented feat, one that would never be repeated! And a monumental, groundbreaking achievement at that!

It was simply too incredible!

"I am utterly floored..." The girl, tell us honestly, do you even know what 'cooking the raw rice into cooked rice' means?" Dongfang Wendao asked, his mouth wide open, eyes bulging like brass bells, eyebrows twitching incessantly.

"Of course, I know! Cooking the raw rice into cooked rice means a man and a woman are of one heart, never to be separated again!" Dugu Xiaoyi pouted and stomped her foot, declaring fiercely, "No one can take him away!"

The five men simultaneously felt a dizzying urge to faint.

"The substance you gave him... cough, cough, what was it called? How much did you use?" Jun Wuyi swallowed hard, clinging to a sliver of hope as he asked.

"That substance was called... called 'Lifting One Hundred Jin,' I think," Dugu Xiaoyi tilted her head in thought, somewhat frustrated, "What a strange name! So clumsy to pronounce. If my memory wasn't good, I really wouldn't have remembered it."

"What? Lifting a Hundred Jin?" The five sighed simultaneously, shaking their heads.

This was a supreme medicine meant exclusively for men, possessing extremely potent aphrodisiac effects, capable of igniting a man's impulse to the maximum degree, leading to a state of lost consciousness. Unless the medicine's effects were completely exhausted, it likely wouldn't stop.

Worst of all, this medicine was incredibly potent; only a tiny amount was needed for it to take effect.

Thinking of this, Jun Wuyi’s face turned pale. He stammered, "This... cough, cough, Xiaoyi, never mind the useless talk for now. Tell Third Uncle, how much of that substance did you put in the wine gourd? How many fingernail scoops?"

Fingernail scoops? The three Dongfang brothers and Ying Bokong exchanged strange looks. They hadn't expected this Scarlet Guard General to know such a vague measurement—it truly surprised everyone. If it weren't for the gravity of the situation with Mo Ye now, they might have laughed.

"Fingernail scoops? I don't know that! Why make it so complicated? It was just this big packet..." Dugu Xiaoyi stared with wide, round eyes, gesturing with both hands to indicate the size of the small packet: "I put it all in! I only meant for him to drink one cup at the time! Maybe Brother Mo Ye was really thirsty, because in the blink of an eye, he drank the entire gourd of wine! He drank it super fast!"

"You put it all in! And he drank the whole gourd of wine?" The five exclaimed simultaneously, looking at each other in dismay!

Heavens above, this time things have truly escalated...

"You—you—how could you..." Girl, what nonsense! Truly reckless!" Jun Wuyi was completely panicked. That much substance could overwhelm anyone! He suddenly roared, "You—you, your retainer is too outrageous! How could he carry [REDACTED SUBSTANCE] with him during a military march?! This is simply despicable behavior! It undermines military discipline and is unforgivable! A typical act of a lustful thief!"

Third Master Jun was somewhat flustered, clearly showing signs of trying to catch a rabbit while kicking a dog—his face was somewhat ferocious, and also filled with fear. That much 'Lifting a Hundred Jin' would certainly lead to that. If Mo Ye truly... was ruined... what then?

The possibility of achieving success with this one attempt was almost nil. If so, would the Jun family’s lineage truly end? And what about Qinghan? Although Qinghan held the title of Jun family daughter-in-law, she was truly a virgin; how could she endure such conquest? What if she perished from being unable to bear it?!

Dongfang Wenjian also panicked completely. "Why don't we rush in quickly, drag them out, and then use internal energy to force out all the aphrodisiac poison? In an emergency, we must act according to circumstances; we can't worry about minor details!"

"Are you a pig?! [REDACTED SUBSTANCE] is not poison! Poison in the blood vessels and meridians can be forced out. The effects of the aphrodisiac go deep into the marrow, inciting the most primal urges; how can it be forced out!" Jun Wuyi seemed to have lost his reason, unleashing a tirade of scolding.

"Besides, if we just rush in like that, what about Qinghan? What about Mo Ye? You pig-head! Acting according to circumstances in an emergency, hogwash about acting according to circumstances!" Jun Wuyi was completely frantic.

But Dongfang Wenjian didn't take offense. He understood Jun Wuyi's state of mind perfectly because he was feeling the exact same way.

Ying Bokong pondered for a moment, then comforted them, "Everyone, calm down. Don't let panic set in. Have you forgotten that Mo Ye inherited his master’s mantle? He cultivates both medicine and martial arts, achieving extraordinary heights. I believe that with the profound divine arts passed down by his master, Mo Ye will certainly be fine."

Jun Wuyi sighed, his emotions slowly stabilizing, his eyes filled with deep worry. "Let's hope so."

The three Dongfang brothers immediately grew curious and asked, "Mo Ye's master? Who is that? When did Mo Ye get a master?" What intrigued the three of them most was that the phrase "Mo Ye's master" seemed to carry a magical weight; upon hearing it, even Jun Wuyi, who was on the verge of semi-madness, sobered up slightly. Why?

"You've actually met his master before; he is a true expert!" Ying Bokong said with an expression of deep admiration. The three could tell this respect came from the depths of his heart, not pretense.

"We've met him? Who is it? We shouldn't have any impression of such an expert!" The three Dongfang brothers were greatly astonished. After all, Ying Bokong was one of the Eight Sovereigns, perhaps the most arrogant among them. For him to hold someone in such high regard, the Dongfang trio truly couldn't imagine who in the world would qualify.

"Mo Ye's master is the mysterious black-robed figure who defeated Li Juetian in one move that day!" Ying Bokong said with an expression of awe.

The four were speechless. Even Jun Wuyi only learned this day that the extremely mysterious and powerful black-clad figure from that day was actually Jun Mo Ye’s master!

No wonder that senior was so protective of the Jun family. Third Master Jun finally uncovered the biggest doubt in his heart; so he was Mo Ye's master...

Seeing their reactions, Dugu Xiaoyi was confused and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with everyone? Is... is the substance not good?"

"Good?" Jun Wuyi looked wearily at the little girl's bewildered and sweetly naive expression; she was still waiting for him to explain things clearly.

"Whether the substance is good or not is debatable, the key is..." Dongfang Wendao grinned, "Girl, the way you were cooking is all wrong. You intended to cook the raw rice into cooked rice. You put the rice in the pot, added water, and lit the stove, but just when the rice was cooked, you left yourself. You did cook the rice, but someone else ate the cooked rice. All your hard work was in vain, benefiting others at your own expense..."

Dongfang Wendao sighed deeply, "All that effort ended up making a wedding dress for someone else. Fate plays cruel tricks!"

Since learning who Jun Mo Ye’s master was, everyone felt a bit relieved. Dongfang Wendao felt he had the leisure to tease Dugu Xiaoyi.

"What? Who ate it?" Dugu Xiaoyi exploded with rage, "That was the rice I cooked!" (To be continued)