981: Chapter 610 981: Chapter 610 Does he know if Green Ox has noticed?
Even if there was a discovery, Green Ox probably just thought he placed it in the ring’s space!
Green Ox also possesses such a ring, naturally obtained after they learned Artifact Refining and were granted Tool Refinement Resources, a plaything they crafted for themselves!
Eryao has a foundation of pride, although not omnipotent.
Apart from the book on absorbing Spiritual Energy that the owner practices from the Secret Manuals produced by the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, he also peruses the other books!
Moreover, with natural talent in this area, he has the ability to translate!
The Little Taoist Boy quickly brought over a basin of beef, approximately four or five jin.
Originally, he thought two jin would be enough but, fearing the young master would say it wasn’t sufficient, he also brought a cup of wine!
Eryao nodded to the Little Taoist Boy and waved his hand for him to leave!
The Little Taoist Boy looked back three times with every step taken, noticing the young master start to eat and drink the wine.
His eyes flickered with a trace of reluctance, yet he held back, closed the door, and stepped out!
After the Little Taoist Boy had left, Eryao, not wanting any disturbances, set up a soundproof Formation that prevented anyone from entering the room, longing for peace during the lengthy afternoon.
Eryao joyously ate meat and drank wine; the head chef’s skill was indeed not bad, contently sating his appetite before taking a nap on the bed!
After the Little Taoist Boy stepped out, someone beckoned him over, and then he entered a courtyard not far away!
The Little Taoist Boy was meek, having been summoned by his senior brother before arriving at their master’s abode!
The residence where the young master was staying was specially reserved for male guests, particularly young men!
And it wasn’t far from their master’s dwelling, an arrangement made by their master himself!
The senior brother led him into the master’s room.
Upon seeing his master sitting on the cushion, the Little Taoist Boy felt a little scared; this master usually had an indescribable, ambiguous glance towards their male disciples!
Ordinarily, he and a few senior brothers would sleep in the vast room of the master, which had one large communal bed, and for some reason, they would fall asleep at night and awaken only at dawn, and then they would…!
The senior brothers, and they themselves, sometimes felt it odd.
They clearly hadn’t undressed when sleeping, because as men, during summer their sleepwear was thinner, yet they also wore heavier clothes!
They were all men, but within this Taoist Temple, they didn’t feel hot in the summer, hence they wore less.
Waking up, they would still feel rather ashamed and hurriedly put on clothes!
They gradually got used to it, yet every time they woke up, the master was absent!
Their master wielded Mana, often disappearing suddenly at night, and sometimes appearing during the day when special personnel arrived!
Just like today, when they woke up in the morning and didn’t know where the master had gone, but upon preparing the meal for that young master, they saw their father!
The master handed him a small pack of medicine, the contents of which he knew not!
However, many times having done such a deed, it was mostly handsome, young men who after eating would pass out!
Then the master would enter the room specially reserved for the male guests to stay, remaining there until evening, reappearing again in their sleeping quarters!
The next day, they would see the young men who had been received looking haggard, as if having not slept for days!
“Has that person eaten the food?”
A Taoist’s voice in the room, around 30 years old, sounded somewhat effeminate.
His features more feminine, yet as per their master’s explanation, he had a feminine countenance since childhood, his face devoid of beard!
As for whether other parts of him were like a man’s?
How would a disciple dare to inquire?
Their master, seemingly gentle and soft-spoken, actually had quite the capability, commanding respect from many other masters within the Taoist Temple!
It could be said that their master was an unrivaled authority within this Taoist Temple!
“He has eaten, and he’s even drinking wine.
I placed the medicine pack in both the wine and the meat!”
The little Taoist boy didn’t dare to look his master in the eye as he spoke those words, feeling a tinge of guilt; the fear of his master prevented him from making eye contact.
“Good, very good, you’ve done well.
The two of you go ahead and get to work,” the master said.
“Yes,” the little Taoist boy and his senior brother withdrew.
As disciples of the master, they took turns helping out in the hall, their duties nothing more than escorting the young noblemen who came to visit!
It was their master who had arranged these tasks, and now it was noon.
With no further duties, the master had sent them out, and they went to the dining hall near the kitchen to have their lunch!
During lunch, the little Taoist boy ate quickly.
Then, he made up an excuse to his senior brother about needing to go to the latrine, but actually, he sneaked off to observe the nearby area!
They were familiar with the place and could watch the two courtyards from afar, hidden in a corner.
The little Taoist boy saw his master come out of his room.
His master looked around cautiously before stepping out the door!
The boy hid swiftly, patting his chest in relief, feeling lucky that his master did not discover him!
If the master had found out, he would surely have meted out punishment.
The matters that the master wanted to keep from his disciples, those things that they knew they must not pry into!
Once, a senior brother, for reasons unknown, made a mistake, and the master said he was sent home!
But all the disciples knew that this senior brother was an orphan with no home, having fled to this place for refuge and became a Taoist acolyte!
Yet they didn’t dare to plead with the master for him, fearing the master would drive them away.
After all, hadn’t they lived quite comfortably here?
They ate and drank well, and because they were the master’s disciples, they even received tips and gradually came to know many secrets!
The Taoist swiftly took a few steps, perhaps aware that at noon, no one would be specifically watching.
Yet, he still felt as if eyes were upon him, perhaps a sense of his own keen sensitivity.
As he entered the courtyard where the young master was sleeping, the Taoist, who had been dressed as a man, switched his appearance at the moment he shut the courtyard gate, changing his attire completely.
The little Taoist boy outside did not see this transformation, incapable of seeing through the closed gate of the courtyard.
Even less did he know that his master, who seemed to be a young man but carried a woman’s mannerisms, had now assumed the guise of a wealthy noblewoman!
And the master seemed younger, adorned with jewels and dressed in vibrant colors, nothing like the composed and divine presence previously shown while sitting quietly.
Anyone seeing the master now would surely think this was a flamboyantly dressed figure, not one of dignified bearing, with flirty glances and a frivolous air unfitting of a decent woman.
In her mid-twenties, she appeared not a young girl but rather a young wife!
With her attire, she more closely resembled one of those ladies of the night.
At this moment, she knocked on the door of a man’s room, an immodest act!
Her knocking was merely symbolic; after a brief pause, with no response from inside, a smug smile crept across her lips.
She gently pushed the door, finding it locked, then used her abilities to open it.
However, she found the door open to reveal a false wall—she’d entered this room in the building many times before, and there had never been a wall directly behind the door!
Encountering this wall, she was momentarily startled, realizing she had encountered a serious obstacle.
She wished to step back, but her foot had already crossed the threshold!
By stepping in, she had entered a formation, and when she turned around, there was no door to be seen.
All she could see was a vast open plain in front of her, a plain completely devoid of grass.
She was certain this had to be an illusion, a formation created by a powerful being!
Her profound spells, capable of capturing ghosts and manipulating deities, could deceive common people of lesser abilities, or those of average capabilities!
In her hand appeared a magic artifact, a Locustwood Sword, which emanated a chill of Yin Energy.
The blade was enveloped in a black fog that surged forward!
She thrust the sword ahead, knowing well the layout of the room; the big bed was not far from the door!
Having visited this room many times, she could navigate it even with her eyes closed!
Yet, this thrust failed to dispel the illusion realm.