Yan Huan had a positive image since she appeared in the publics eye. Although many things about her and her past had been dug up by fans, there was no negative news. She didnt lose her aura to Liang Chen and she had excellent femininity, even Liang Chen praised her for her talent and beauty.

A busy week later, the hard times for those who had awaited Journey to Fairyland were finally over.

Finally, those who binge-viewed the drama were sat in front of the television or computer without eating and drinking and got ready to watch.

At the same time, Lu Yi was holding a cup of milk tea in the office room, a laptop was placed on his desk. He didnt go back home, but sat in front of the laptop like others, in fact, he had been waiting for a long time.

He took another sip of the milk tea, his lips seemed to lift slightly when the familiar melody played, and his rare smile made an appearance.

Yan Boxuan felt that all of his bones were dislocated, and suddenly his chest was cold as if someone was taking off his clothes. He opened his eyes abruptly and widened them, then he quickly shot out and took his clothes with his heart constricted.

What. What what are you doing?

Dont move. Qing Yao looked up at him, her delicate features unique like a matchless beauty. She slightly lowered her eyelashes and the bright light shone on her cheek as if dancing across her face.

Under the light and shade, Yan Boxuan could hardly believe his eyes.

Are you a fairy?

No. Qing Yao applied ointment for Yan Boxuan. She stood up and moved closer, but she gave him a start, so she explained, I am the immortal, here is the Green Mountain. Master said that you are our junior from now on.

Oh yes, the people who live at the foot of the mountain, they look all the same as you? Whats the difference between you and us? She stared curiously at Yan Boxuan, then she moved and touched his chin.

Can I take your clothes off?

Yan Boxuan shook his head and his teeth trembled. No, you cant.

But I want to know what the difference between you and us is. She spoke outrageous words but her eyes looked calm and clear without any obscenity.

We are the same, we look all the same. Yan Boxuan held his clothes tightly in his arms like a young married woman who had been abused. He was afraid the woman would strip off his clothes and do something immoral to him.

Qing Yao blinked her eyes.

Ill just take a glance.

Yan Boxuan shook his head.

No.

Qing Yao raised her hand, and Yan Boxuan opened his mouth to say something but found that he couldnt move any part of his body except his eyeballs.

Qing Yao moved closer and reached out to untie his clothes. This was the first time Yan Boxuan met such a woman.

There was no one who would strip off a mans clothes without reason, yet Qing Yao did it easily. He felt like weeping but had no tears. He wanted to bang himself on the tree, as it was better to die rather than be humiliated by a woman.

Soon, Qing Yao stripped off all of his clothes without any feeling. Luckily, she left him a fig leaf to cover between his legs.

Qing Yao rose to her feet then stepped back a pace. She cupped her cheek in her hands, her delicate features beautiful like an illusion. There was a naked man in her pupils, but her eyes were still clear.

It turned out that there was no difference between him and the men in the sect.

She turned around and the poor guy remained seated inside. Soon after, a man walked in and he couldnt help but pat his forehead when he saw Yan Boxuan.

Little junior, are you alright? He walked over and laid a hand on Yan Boxuans shoulder. Finally, Yan Boxuan was able to move, and his face was dark and red at the moment. He was naked and his forehead was oozing sweat, he felt like he almost wanted to commit suicide because of the humiliation.

Yan Boxuan quickly took his clothes and put them on, his face was still red and livid as if this was the biggest shame in his life that his clothes had been stripped off by a woman and he nearly lost his virginity.

The man laughed suddenly. Little junior, dont put on such an expression. Qing Yao is Masters daughter, she never goes down the mountain so she always thinks that the men down there are different than us. Actually, she bore you no malice.

I know. Yan Boxuan bowed with his hands clasped in front of himself. Thank you, Senior. He could call the being Senior as he did see an immortal when he was in a coma, thus the immortal would accept him as his apprentice. He knew that the woman didnt mean it but he still felt that he had been insulted. After all, he had been naked in front of her.

My name is Si Nanchong, and you? The man in front of Yan Boxuan was still smiling kindly.

Yan Boxuan. Yan Boxuan felt rather embarrassed to say his name, he already put on his clothes but he still felt like he was naked and a little out of sorts.

He got a lot of information about Green Mountain from Si Nanchong: Green Mountain was a fair place that produced outstanding people and was surrounded by hills. There was a mountain range which was the supernatural power of the Green Mountain.

The current Master of Green Mountain was Master Hua, and Qing Yao was his daughter, and, as Si Nanchong had said earlier, Qing Yao was born and raised here. She never went down before but she liked to see the world through the water mirror.

It had been almost a century since an outsider came to the Green Mountain ,which was why Qing Yao was curious about Yan Boxuan as she wanted to know the difference between the men on the mountain and below the mountain. She didnt mean anything else.

Yan Boxuan had learnt from the master since then, but he couldnt figure out one thing, which was why Green Mountain would never accept outsiders. According to Guan Yuexin, as long as one climbed up the steps, they could become a citizen of Green Mountain. He was an outsider and didnt climb up the steps, but here he was.