15 Greatest Pervert Qinglan (1/2)

(Lily's POV)

Master is truly kind.

I thought so as he deployed numerous dharmic artifacts to free the girls who were once bonded by their fate.

This fact made me feel proud.

But it also made me feel ashamed of myself.

Numerous times, I terrorized those shops on petty jealousy alone.

Yet not once did I bother to consider most of their background.

Perhaps I had lived too much in darkness to consider these things.

Which is why I am thankful to master.

Not only for being a reason for me to move forward, but also for helping me slowly regain the humanity I had once lost.

Still, master.

I wonder why?

Why are you showing such an expression?

With an ache in my heart, I gazed at master's face.

His face was currently half hidden by a fox outlined mask, almost as if to hide the sorrow hidden deep within.

Yet it failed to hide the numerous meanings being told by the hint of smile visible on his face.

It was not his usual smile filled with care, compassion, or even sentiment nor anger.

It was a smile which seemed much more complex.

It was a smile which seemed interwoven with stories of his disappointment, sorrow, nostalgic feelings, resolution, and a sense of self-mockery.

A smile which could not be expressed by mere words.

A smile… whose meanings I could not understand.

Although I would have liked to understand more about master, I suppose it was not the time yet.

Maybe one day, he would tell me himself.

Thinking so, a smile appeared in my face and I asked him.

”Master”

Hearing my voice, he broke down from his trance and looked at me with a smile.

This was the smile I was familiar with.

One which showed his care and tenderness.

The one I liked.

”Yes Lily.”

With the cutest voice I could make, I asked him.

”Where are we going next?”

”The tomb of some pervert whose remains lie in the forest.”

”Ok.”

I nodded while not forgetting to give a smile of my own.

٩(^ᴗ^)۶

Yipee. Another date with just the two of us.

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(MC's POV)

With the passage of time, the world has given birth to many perverts.

Perverts who seek pleasure in cat ears.

Perverts who seek their dao in kneeling before lolis.

Perverts who spoil shotas for their own nefarious purposes.

And many more whom we unfortunately cannot list in a single day.

Through one way or another, all these perverts have managed to leave some stain in world's history before passing to spread their culture in the afterlife.

However, even among all these gentlemen/ladies of culture is one figure so illustrious that all the perverts in the world must bow before him.

That figure is Immortal Qinglan.

The one dubbed as the greatest pervert of millennia.

To tell the truth, he is a rather tragic figure.

He is the Romeo in the world of culture.

One without Juliet, of course.

But that is only one of the few things that makes his story more heartbreaking than the original.

He cultivated the Pure-Yang technique in his lifetime which required the cultivator practicing it to remain a virgin while keeping 'all his things' intact.

While the technique slowly made him more powerful, he also started getting lonely and frustrated.

It was one thing if he was a eunuch, but he was not.

Many times, he contemplated being a mortal.