My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 847 - 473: The Senior’s Weight (Double-Length)

"If you don’t eat it, do you plan to meet Xu Chang’an looking like this ragged mess?" Zhu Pingniang sized up Wen Li and clicked her tongue.

The girl’s originally fair and rosy skin was now covered with a pallor due to the exhaustion of True Yuan. In many places, it was further eroded by Zhu Tongjun’s Spiritual Power, leaving charred patches. Even Wen Li’s eyes showed black stains that slowly expanded outward, resembling snake scales, horrifying to behold.

Nothing can be done; once Wen Li’s True Yuan recovers, she can naturally disperse the attachments on her body. But right now... she has no way to restore it.

Therefore, Zhu Pingniang’s remark about Wen Li’s body being ’ragged’ was not an exaggeration at all.

It is always proven that Zhu Pingniang is truly persuasive, and as an elder, precisely grasping the thoughts of juniors is indeed a skill.

"..." Wen Li listened to Zhu Pingniang’s words and looked down at herself.

Her once black long dress, after transforming into a Daoist Robe, was damaged in the struggle with the Phantom. Now her black dress, saying that it is scantily clad would not be an exaggeration, and the exposed skin showed a horrific eroded darkness.

Wen Li, although unafraid of pain, found this indeed lacked decorum.

As the Senior of Muyu Peak, she always kept a perfect image in front of her junior sisters, giving them something to aspire to... her master had said that maintaining this image is a mandatory course as the Senior.

So, this miserable appearance is indeed unfit for the junior sisters to see.

It should be the same for the younger brother... shouldn’t it?

No, it isn’t.

Wen Li shook her head gently.

The younger brother is different from the junior sisters. From the bottom of her heart, she indeed didn’t want Xu Chang’an to see her in such a bleak state, but if it’s the younger brother, it doesn’t matter.

Like looking into a mirror, the younger brother had seen her confused and weakening appearance. In front of him, there’s no notion of losing face, it’s just looking into a mirror.

The younger brother won’t be disappointed by her being miserable once despite her usual unbeaten demeanor.

Therefore, there’s no need to waste an elixir nearing Nine Patterns for the sake of her dignity...

But as the master said, there’s no reason to take back what the teacher gives, so... Wen Li felt that the best choice was to accept the elixir and then store it in Muyu Peak’s internal vault for the junior siblings in need later.

"...This girl." Zhu Pingniang clearly saw the hesitation on Wen Li’s face. She couldn’t help but sigh and glanced at Li Zhibai beside her, giving her a look.

’Ah Bai, persuade her too, why are you just standing there?!’

However, Zhu Pingniang was surprised that Li Zhibai seemed to have completely ignored her gaze, rather... she was also somewhat distracted, lost in thought and unaware of what she was thinking.

Zhu Pingniang: "...?"

Why is Ah Bai dazed as well?

What is she thinking?

Zhu Pingniang was bewildered for quite a while, then helplessly let the absent-minded Li Zhibai be for now, refocusing on the hesitant Wen Li.

Strangely enough, Wen Li was typically incredibly carefree, not hesitating to admit liking Xu Chang’an. Yet now, she was tangled over a potential resource for Muyu Peak...

Is it a thought of prioritizing Muyu Peak?

Indeed.

Even though Zhu Pingniang hasn’t been on the mountain for years, she understood why those tricky, critical old women on the mountain were so satisfied with Wen Li as the Senior.

The Senior position of Muyu Peak was somewhat unusual. She didn’t represent just the new generation, but rather... the Senior of the entire Muyu Peak. It meant that once she became the Senior of Muyu Peak, everyone would automatically become her junior sister.

This chaotic hierarchy situation was likely because, including Zhu Pingniang, none of the women considered themselves "old women" or "from the old generation."

Thus, they could shamelessly call themselves "sister" in front of the newly admitted girls, Xu Chang’an, and Wen Li...

Consequently, from the countless age-old women to the twenty-something youths in their prime, everyone at Muyu Peak was young, all of the same generation... in this situation, the Senior’s emergence became extremely important.

The Senior at Muyu Peak could replace any position on Muyu Peak at crucial moments, could exercise any authority on Muyu Peak—including Zhu Pingniang’s authority.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that Wen Li’s status, in legal terms... she could even be considered Zhu Pingniang’s ’Senior.’

Though Wen Li would respectfully address her as master, whether anyone would call her that was another matter. But the status was definitively there... even after Wen Li assumed her position, the constant "master" she uttered, if serious, would have to call her "senior."

It sounds very odd.

I call you master; you call me senior; each explains their own.

But the rules are like this, the Senior of Muyu Peak is more a status than a hierarchy—a status universally acknowledged, the face of Muyu Peak.

These women can do without everything except face.

Know this, becoming the Senior of Muyu Peak is not easy; having a presence overwhelming everyone in beauty is the first point, with skills that make almost everyone ’like’ and ’acknowledge’ being the second.

In comparison, cultivation and combat proficiency are rather secondary.

Previously, Zhu Pingniang thought maybe Wen Li had too excellent talent to suppress everyone. Now she realized, among the mountain’s old women, many shared the same seniority as her, some even older.