The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 10

Yan Jue returned to her dormitory, sat on the bed, and thought for a long time. After realizing what Qi Xianqing meant, she was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth.

Because she had bitten Qi Xianqing one night, causing Qi Xianqing to be surrounded by rumors, Qi Xianqing held a grudge.

So, today Qi Xianqing took a picture of her ugly photo?!

This woman was too vicious!

So petty and cold!

The next time she saw Qi Xianqing, if she didn’t detour around her, she would…!

As Yan Jue was thinking, she suddenly heard a sound by the window.

It sounded like something flapping its wings.

Yan Jue looked over, and what came into view was a snow-white crane with long legs, standing on her windowsill at some point.

The crane had a flower basket hanging around its neck, containing something.

Yan Jue was stunned.

This must be the communication crane mentioned in the novel.

Mount Wulong only had five main peaks, but besides those, there were many smaller peaks.

The distance between each peak was quite far, so using a communication crane was a very common method.

Yan Jue took the contents out of the flower basket around the crane’s neck.

The crane flapped its wings and flew away again.

Yan Jue looked at what she was holding.

The first item was a piece of golden Profound Iron.

When held in Yan Jue’s hand, her spiritual sense sank, and the golden Profound Iron slowly extended and closed, turning into a golden collar.

Below it was a lock, from which hung three golden bells.

Yan Jue was surprised. She went to the Artifact Refining Hall this morning to fuse the Ice Crystal; she didn’t expect the Artifact Refining Hall to be so fast and finish the work by evening.

Yan Jue reversed the Demon Subduing Collar and noticed that an ice blue talisman pattern had been added to the very top position compared to before.

This should be the reinforcement from the Ice Crystal.

Yan Jue activated her spiritual consciousness and silently recited the Spirit Communication Art.

The golden collar instantly transformed into a slender little snake and shot out.

There was a pot of flowers on the windowsill; wherever the golden thread passed, a thin layer of frost instantly formed on the petals.

Hmm… Although it was a bit different from what she imagined, the power seemed a little weak.

But for a novice like Yan Jue, it was already very good.

Yan Jue was quite satisfied.

Yan Jue hung the collar back around her neck, and the three golden bells tinkled pleasingly in the evening breeze.

She took out the second item to look at.

It was an extremely enchanting peony, snow-white and flawless with a single crimson dot in the center, resembling rouge.

Yan Jue looked at the sender: Chu Fu.

“…”

Yan Jue knew that she was an indispensable stepping stone for the male protagonist to ascend to genius status.

The male protagonist only had the opportunity to show off at the Wulong Peak Gathering after absorbing her Yin essence, which earned him the favor of the female protagonist.

As long as the male protagonist hadn’t achieved his goal of cultivating with her, he absolutely would not give up.

Thinking of this, Yan Jue felt a chill run through her. She was about to toss the item away but suddenly stopped.

She pulled open a drawer, took out a standard letter paper used by Wulong Mountain disciples, dipped a brush in ink, and wrote on it.

Senior Sister… Thank you very much for what happened in Qingye Town last time.

Although she had cursed Qi Xianqing a million times in her heart, she was not an impolite person. Regardless, Qi Xianqing had helped her at the Drunken Spring Pavilion, so a thank-you note had to be sent.

Then she took out a small bamboo whistle and blew it.

The crane arrived soon after. Yan Jue fashioned the peony into a hairpin and placed it back in the basket to send to Qi Xianqing.

Afterward, Yan Jue composed herself and untied her inner garment.

In the moonlight, the young girl’s skin was as white as snow, but there was a hideous, terrifying scar on her shoulder.

This was the injury inflicted by the silver sword magical artifact summoned by the man named Li Hao while she was fleeing down the mountain today.

Yan Jue gritted her teeth, quickly applied medicine to herself, and put her clothes back on.

Although the original owner had provoked the female protagonist Qi Xianqing in every way before, it was her controlling this body now.

Qi Xianqing was a disciple of the Zhenhuo Sect, and she was in the Shuiyun Sect. The two sects were separated by the distance of a mountain peak. As long as she generally avoided going towards the Zhenhuo Sect, she could avoid Qi Xianqing.

With this thought, Yan Jue reached into her storage bag and took out the Orthodox Wulong: Foundation Cultivation Basic Techniques she had borrowed from the Scripture Depository, and began memorizing an ice-attribute technique for the Foundation Establishment stage: Ice Summoning Art.

The moonlight flowed like water, and the entire night passed slowly like that.+

Yan Jue woke up when the sky was just starting to lighten.

She sat up, closed her eyes, and circulated her energy on the bed for a while. Feeling that it was enough, she washed up and went out.

She still had morning exercises.

Thousand peaks scatter halberds, ten thousand blades reveal screens.

Yan Jue went out, winding through the quiet mountain paths, and quickly climbed to another peak.

Qiwu Peak.

Yan Jue arrived in front of a huge cold pond.

It was early morning, and mist hovered over the lake surface.

This was the place set aside for the male protagonist’s cultivation in the novel, according to her memory.

Qiwu Peak was at the junction of the Zhenhuo Sect and the Shuiyun Sect and was usually deserted.

No one knew that in this rarely visited place, there was a thousand year old cold pond hidden away.

This pond water was an excellent place for advancement that was not yet known to others, as it contained a giant spirit stone dropped by Nuwa when mending the heavens, thus being filled with immense spiritual energy.

Yan Jue planned to take advantage of it, walked to the water’s edge, and plunged in with a dive.

The ice cold lake water stung her whole body, and a surge of spiritual power instantly filled her body.

Yan Jue took several deep breaths, regulating the chaotic energy in her body.

The original owner had dual Water and Earth spiritual roots. Because she was a fox demon, her body had an extremely strong Yin energy, making her a rare constitution.

This spirit pond was exactly what she needed to aid her cultivation.

Yan Jue began practicing the “Ice Summoning Art” she had learned the night before, trying to create a resonance with the icy cold pond water.

“…”

Li Hao had been moping around since his setback down the mountain a few days ago.

He was the son of Elder Li of the Jin’gang Sect and had been pampered since childhood.

Now that he had cultivated to the late Foundation Establishment stage, everything had gone smoothly, and he had never suffered any hardship.

During this mountain trial, he meticulously selected a simple mission from a pile of primary ones.

Li Hao never expected that such a simple and easy mission would be snatched away by a woman!

He had also lost a good sword in the process.

Although for someone of his status, a good sword was easily obtained, the thought that his immortal sword “Earl,” refined using millennium ice crystal as raw material, was destroyed by someone else made him feel greatly insulted.

Later, when he returned to the mountain, he inquired about that person’s background and learned she was a good-for-nothing who had been in the mountain for three years and was still only at the early Foundation Establishment stage. The anger in his heart grew even stronger.

In the early morning, Li Hao came out to walk in the mountain, his face sullen, not saying a word.

The little underling walking beside him flattered him, “Brother Hao, I’ve only heard about your Yama Hound, and seeing it today, it truly is magnificent!”

Li Hao was not walking alone this morning; he had brought his precious Yama Hound.

A pitch black Yama Hound was restrained by a thin rope. Its huge mouth was open, its fiery red tongue hanging out. It walked beside Li Hao, looking fierce and vicious.

Its fangs were sinister and terrifying; anyone bitten by those sharp teeth would probably be bedridden for half a year.

This was a second level Foundation Establishment mid-stage demonic beast. It was not old and was a treasure his father gave him for his birthday.

Li Hao laughed, “Naturally. This is a rare, top-grade demonic beast…”

He suddenly saw something, stopped in his tracks, and his eyes widened abruptly.

A young girl wearing a white inner garment was sitting cross-legged in the lake not far away.

Her bright-colored Daoist robe was neatly folded by the lake.

It was early morning, and the temperature was cold.

Frost had condensed on the girl’s eyebrows and the tip of her nose as she sat meditating with her eyes closed.

Yan Jue was cultivating in the spirit pond, trying to suppress the turbulent spiritual energy in her body. When she opened her eyes, she found that the sky had somehow turned very dark, with heavy, dark clouds pressing down.

A cool wind rose around them, and for some unknown reason, an ominous smell permeated the air.

“Woof”

A dog suddenly appeared from the bushes on the opposite slope and rushed towards her madly.

The large dog’s fur was glossy black, and a faint red mark could be seen on its forehead.

It opened its huge mouth, saliva dripping from the corners, and its fangs reflected a sinister light.

Yan Jue was stunned, and her first reaction was: Demonic Beast!

Mount Wulong was the foremost of all immortal mountains, and its forests were home to many powerful demonic beasts.

Judging by this dog demon’s cultivation, it shouldn’t be very high, at least not higher than the late Foundation Establishment stage, but encountering it at this moment was extremely unlucky.

Yan Jue was naturally timid. Although she had advanced to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, she still felt very uneasy facing a demonic beast of the same level.

She instantly stood up in the water, raised her hand, and pressed down on the golden collar at her chest: “Go,” then retreated backward.

This was the third time Yan Jue had controlled the golden collar.

The collar detached from her neck, turned into a thin golden thread in the air, and shot straight into the dog’s shoulder blade, causing blood to gush out wildly.

The dog screamed in pain and rushed over, opening its mouth wide to bite her arm. A mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator’s body had not yet reached the stage of agility, so Yan Jue naturally couldn’t dodge and was bitten immediately.

The demonic dog’s teeth were one of the sharpest things in the world. As the dog exerted more force, a piercing pain swept through her body.

Yan Jue couldn’t break free. She looked up at the dog demon’s dark eyes. Whether it was an illusion, the moment she met the dog’s gaze, she felt the dog suddenly pause.

The force applied to her began to lessen…

In an instant, a sharp whistling sound echoed in the air. The golden thread that had flown out before rushed back like a small snake, like a whip, striking the dog’s head fiercely.

With a loud “snap,” the dog froze in place, as if stunned.

Yan Jue immediately stood up and ran out.

At the same time, a burst of loud laughter erupted behind her: “See that? See that!”

Li Hao whistled and said with contempt, “This good-for-nothing only has the option to run when facing my Yama Hound!”

“Uh?? Wait a minute.”

“Boss, your Yama Hound seems to have lost too much blood and can’t stand up…”

The Demon Subduing Collar floated gently, transforming back into a circle and hanging back around Yan Jue’s neck.

Fallen leaves swirled at Yan Jue’s feet, and a strong wind whistled past her ears. Yan Jue ran along the mountain path for a long time before slowly stopping. Yan Jue leaned against a large tree, panting heavily from exhaustion.

Yan Jue reached out to support the tree, and a sudden, bone chilling coldness flooded her entire body.

Her wet hair dripped water, and the drops slid down her fair skin, causing her to tremble intermittently.

Yan Jue jumped a few times on the spot, hoping to drive away the cold.

Her lungs were about to explode. Because she was a cannon fodder character, did all the bad luck have to fall on her?

With her back to the path, Yan Jue began to shake her body wildly to fling off the water, splashing water everywhere until she finally felt much more comfortable all over.

“…”

Yan Jue suddenly realized something was wrong.

This was the shaking off water posture unique to canines.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from behind her, and someone brushed past her.

Yan Jue quickly turned her head and felt a jolt in her heart when she clearly saw the passerby.

The girl was wearing a pure white dress, with a dark black long sword tied at her waist. Her dark hair was simply tied behind her back, her eyes were cold, and her fair skin seemed to glow under the sunlight.

Yan Jue’s gaze involuntarily fell on that slender neck.

The mark seemed to have faded quite a bit, but if one looked closely, the row of teeth marks could still be seen.

If it wasn’t Qi Xianqing, who else could it be?

Yan Jue: “…”

The air fell into a dead silence. Yan Jue stared at Qi Xianqing, suddenly feeling a terrifying dread.

She had just been shaking off water, and Qi Xianqing happened to pass by.

Could she have discovered something… something she shouldn’t have seen!

Thinking of this, Yan Jue looked at Qi Xianqing with alertness and a hint of fear.

Behind her back, Yan Jue couldn’t help but clench her fists and quietly retreated: “What are you doing here?”

Qi Xianqing’s expression was a bit strange: “This is Zhenhuo Peak.”

Meeting her gaze, Qi Xianqing’s eyes immediately darted away, her thin lips pressed into a tight line, and she turned and walked away expressionlessly.

Yan Jue watched the other person’s cold back: “…”

This female protagonist was truly like an ice mountain beauty.

If it were a normal person, seeing her in this state, anyone should at least ask, “Are you alright?”

Yan Jue kicked a tree in frustration and suddenly noticed something, instantly falling silent.

Her sash had come undone at some point, and the hem of her garment was slightly open, revealing a stretch of crystal white lower abdomen and navel!