Master, What Dao Do You Cultivate?-Chapter 7: Who Can Resist a Sailor Uniform

Yu Ye couldn’t believe her ears.
Ji Qinglin had just casually said he’d get her a cultivation meridian set for Stealing the Celestial Path—his tone was so calm that even she almost believed it.
"Master, you’re not joking, right? A Stealing the Celestial Path set? The meridian version? And A-rank?"
All cultivation components were classified using the ancient English lettering system, ranked from best to worst as S, A, B, C, and D. A-rank was already near the top, and meridians were major components.
Cold Yu Ye: You’d have to sell this whole store to afford that.
Mad Yu Ye: I’m more inclined to believe he sold
us
instead.
Ji Qinglin wasn’t surprised by Yu Ye’s shocked expression.
"Don’t get too excited yet. I said it’s for my disciple, but you’re still in the evaluation period. Whether you truly become my disciple depends on whether you pass the test."
Mad Yu Ye: Tch, so it was all just an empty promise.
"Master, what kind of test are we talking about?"
Ji Qinglin, who had been lounging in the chair behind the counter, sat up and said seriously,
"Relax. I won’t ask you to do anything impossible. The test is simple, with only one rule: during the test period, you must trust me unconditionally. Can you do that?"
Unconditional trust?
Yu Ye hadn’t expected her master’s requirement to be something so vague.
Mad Yu Ye: What kind of joke is this? Unconditional trust? So we’re just supposed to obey whatever he says? This is basically a scam.
Cold Yu Ye: It does sound strange, but I don’t think that’s what he means.
Ji Qinglin looked serious, not like he was joking. After hesitating for a moment, Yu Ye replied,
"You’ve really given me a tough one. A request like this has no clear boundaries. If I agree too quickly, I’m afraid I won’t be able to follow through."
Negotiating? That meant she was seriously considering it, which was actually more reassuring than an immediate yes.
Ji Qinglin shrugged.
"No rush. Think it over and let me know before sunset today."
Seeing that he had no intention of lowering the standard, Yu Ye pulled a chair over to sit in front of him and asked,
"In that case, may I ask why you set this requirement?"
Ji Qinglin reached out and called over Coal Boss, who had been eating feed in an elaborate manner. He stroked the bird’s black feathers and said,
"Coal Boss was being hunted by a flock of crows and, in desperation, landed on my shoulder. At that time, we didn’t know each other. A wounded, unlucky bird like him landing on a person usually means instant death, but in that moment, he chose to gamble—and that’s how we formed our bond."
Seeing that Yu Ye still didn’t fully understand, Ji Qinglin explained further,
"I know you’re worried about the risks of ‘unconditional trust.’ But do you think taking in a disciple is risk-free for me?
"In this world, what do you think is the rarest thing? Cultivation resources? Talent? No. It’s trust.
"Trust is mutual. The one who trusts first is always at a disadvantage—like the first person to go all-in at a gambling table. What I need is someone willing to go all-in with me."
Yu Ye nodded thoughtfully, understanding his point.
Cold Yu Ye: He’s not trying to force me to do anything. It’s more like a pledge of loyalty.
Mad Yu Ye: Like how in romance, the one who falls in love first loses?
Cold Yu Ye: What kind of garbage analogy is that?
"Then aren’t you afraid that, after I officially become your disciple, I might stop trusting you or even betray you?"
"Hah. If I wanted a perfectly obedient disciple, I could just get a robot—why would I need a human? If you can’t even do it during the test period, why would I believe you could do it later?
"And if you
do
end up betraying me, it’s fine. I’ll just take in another disciple."
Mad Yu Ye:
Another
disciple? He doesn’t have any disciples right now… so did his last one betray him? Or… was he killed?
"You can take your time to think about it."
"No need, Master. I agree."
Mad Yu Ye: Hey! That’s way too impulsive!
Cold Yu Ye: He didn’t hesitate to trust
us
, so what right do we have to be so guarded against him? He’s right—when it comes to trust, someone has to go all-in first. Besides, it’s just a test.
Mad Yu Ye: Fine, fine. But just so you know,
I
didn’t agree. There’s still room to back out.
Seeing how decisively Yu Ye agreed after understanding his reasoning, Ji Qinglin smirked slightly.
"Good. You really are the one I chose. Tonight, I’ll take you to pick up your cultivation meridian set."
"Tonight? The security at those biotech companies isn’t something we can just waltz past. I just got out of prison—I’m not looking to go back in with you."
Ji Qinglin frowned.
"Do I look like some petty thief?"
Mad Yu Ye: Of course not. Your moral bottom line is
way
lower than a thief’s.
"No, you actually look more like a murderer."
"Cut the nonsense. Here, put this on—I want to see how it looks."
Ji Qinglin tossed her a package. It was the clothing he had secretly purchased from the clothing store last night.
Yu Ye weighed the package in her hands, feeling a bit puzzled.
Cold Yu Ye: Why the sudden wardrobe change? A cultivation robe?
Mad Yu Ye: No idea. But I have a
bad
feeling about this.
Seeing Ji Qinglin’s amused expression, Yu Ye didn’t ask any further questions and took the package upstairs.
Not long after, Coal Boss flapped his wings and flew toward the second floor, seemingly curious about the outfit. But before he could reach the top—
"AH?!"
A shocked and angry shriek echoed from upstairs, scaring Coal Boss so badly that he immediately turned and flew back down.
Ji Qinglin thought to himself,
Come on, was that reaction really necessary? I picked a classic style, okay?
Five minutes later, Yu Ye slowly came downstairs, clutching her clothes.
The loose-fitting, milky-white short-sleeved top stopped just above her navel, exposing a slender, fair waist and faintly visible abs. The gray pleated skirt barely reached her knees.
Didn’t expect to find a sailor uniform in this era. A true classic never fades.
Even though she was wearing a sailor uniform, her alluring figure gave it a mix of youthful charm and a hint of seduction. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes practically burned with fury.
"Master, this ‘trust’ you mentioned… it’s not just some excuse to satisfy your personal tastes, is it?"
Mad Yu Ye: Hah. Men’s ‘trust’ only ever comes in three flavors—
I’ll just hug you,
I’ll just cuddle,
take this pill…
Cold Yu Ye: Wow. Thanks for the comforting words.
Ji Qinglin stroked his chin as he appraised her, nodding in satisfaction.
Yep. No man can resist a sailor uniform.
"Perfect. I’ll add some decorations to the collar around your neck. Tonight, wear this outfit when we go out—you’ll have your cultivation meridian set by then."
Yu Ye clenched her fists, resisting the urge to slap him. But her last bit of rationality kept her in check as she gritted her teeth and said,
"Master, I respect you, and I understand your struggles, but I will
never
sell my body or soul!"
"Hiss—who said anything about selling your body or soul? What exactly do you think of me?"
Yu Ye spread her arms, displaying the well-fitted sailor uniform, as if saying:
Do I really need to explain?
Even Coal Boss landed on her shoulder, hiding behind her black hair while sneakily admiring the view, shaking his head in agreement with Yu Ye.
"Ga ga—"
"The details are a secret, but I promise it’s not what you’re thinking. You’ll understand when the time comes. And remember—you agreed to trust me."
Mad Yu Ye: This isn’t a pledge of loyalty. This is a damn
contract of servitude.