The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 14

Yan Jue froze instantly: “Thank you, no need, I can walk by myself.”

Qi Xianqing looked at her lightly: “You’ve fallen this badly, I doubt you can walk fast.”

“When you’re out, don’t drag your teammates down.”

Yan Jue was on the verge of tears. Seeing Qi Xianqing approach, she instinctively retreated: “Really, no need.”

Duan Luxi was startled and wanted to say something, “Oh, Senior Sister…”

Yan Jue looked at her pleadingly, then saw Duan Luxi clap her hands: “Of course she can! You also know that our Senior Sister dotes on her junior martial brothers and sisters the most, especially a cute little junior sister like you.”

Qi Xianqing: “…”

Yan Jue: “…”

Are you secretly her hater?

Qi Xianqing narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Yan Jue.

The girl’s cheeks were flushed red from the heat, and large beads of sweat slid down her fair skin. She was also looking at Qi Xianqing, her amber phoenix eyes shimmering with a watery brilliance, flickering with terror.

Qi Xianqing squatted down in front of her and said impatiently, “Hurry up.”

“…”

Since she had already faked the fall, there was no taking back what she had done.

After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Yan Jue reluctantly climbed onto Qi Xianqing’s back.

Wine makes one sleepy on a long road, sunlight makes one thirsty for tea. (A paraphrase of a famous poem describing drowsiness and thirst)

Yan Jue’s temples throbbed. She held tightly onto Qi Xianqing’s neck, only feeling the faint fragrance from Qi Xianqing constantly entering her nose.

Yan Jue’s throat moved up and down as she swallowed, and her calves clamped tightly around Qi Xianqing’s waist.

Qi Xianqing walked steadily, her face neither red nor out of breath.

As expected, sword cultivators are not human.

Yan Jue was about to explode with anger. This vicious woman, knowing she didn’t want any contact with her, kept provoking her again and again.

“…”

If she doesn’t show Qi Xianqing some of her skills today, she won’t be called Yan!

After traversing the long path, the group soon arrived at a dense forest.

Beyond the forest lay the mission location: Nanxing Town!

The forest was dense, and sunlight sprinkled down like diamonds through the towering trees.

Yan Jue lay prone on Qi Xianqing’s back, gazing at Qi Xianqing’s fair earlobe. Her red lips parted slightly, releasing a long, lingering breath.

The snowy white skin instantly became stained with a vibrant red.

Yan Jue hadn’t expected Qi Xianqing to be so sensitive; she blushed just from that.

She let out a barely perceptible breath and continued to blow air towards the earlobe, watching it turn redder and redder.

Qi Xianqing suddenly stopped, tilted her head, and asked in a low voice, “What is the meaning of this?”

Right, the famous Dream Heng Monarch, how could she be teased all the way without making a sound?

Yan Jue: “Ah? What do you mean, Martial Sister?”

Qi Xianqing was silent for a long moment, then continued walking while supporting her legs. Yan Jue could feel her steps were light and getting faster.

Yan Jue desperately clung to Qi Xianqing’s neck with enough force to strangle someone, groaning uncomfortably: “My legs hurt so much, Martial Sister… You’re walking too fast.”

Qi Xianqing slowed down when she heard her moan: “Is this acceptable?”

“…”

Hearing her question, Yan Jue’s heart suddenly clenched.

No matter what, Qi Xianqing was truly devoted to her junior martial brothers and sisters.

She had originally thought Qi Xianqing would just ignore her, but surprisingly, she actually slowed down.

They walked for a while longer in the forest.

Suddenly, Yan Jue heard a buzzing sound coming from ahead.

She raised her eyes and saw, by a small stream in the distance, a mosquito the size of a fist had appeared!

No, a swarm of them!

A cluster of mosquitoes slowly drifted ahead. A few were as large as sparrows, their skin oily and shiny, their veins clearly visible. Several landed by the stream to drink.

Yan Jue got a chill down her spine and instinctively tightened her grip on Qi Xianqing’s shoulder.

Right, this world has everything. In a forest filled with peace and spiritual energy, mosquitoes naturally grow as large as they want.

Qi Xianqing’s expression instantly turned cold. Faint spiritual energy spread from around her, gradually forming a protective barrier that sealed off the surroundings tightly.

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, then belatedly realized that Qi Xianqing was a Spirit Immortal Body…

With such a special constitution, her blood must be incredibly fragrant; she must have been bitten by mosquitoes frequently.

Hahaha.

Chu Fu, who had been watching for a long time, saw Yan Jue draped on Qi Xianqing’s back, her demeanor soft and seductive to the bone. He felt extremely impatient. After enduring it for a long time, he finally coughed lightly and asked with a smile: “Martial Sister, it’s getting dark. Have we been walking too slowly?”

Qi Xianqing pondered for a moment: “You all go ahead, don’t wait for me.”

Chu Fu: “Oh, that wouldn’t be right. We are a team, we definitely have to walk together.”

Duan Luxi knew Qi Xianqing’s personality and directly grabbed Chu Fu’s arm: “Let’s go, Junior Martial Brother Chu. I know you want to walk with Senior Sister, but we need to prioritize the mission, okay?”

Chu Fu: “…”

Yan Jue: Hahaha.

Yan Jue couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly. This Senior Sister Duan was truly outspoken, saying whatever she dared.

Chu Fu and Duan Luxi quickly walked ahead.

Qi Xianqing quietly carried Yan Jue forward. She could hear Yan Jue, sitting on her back, tightly gripping her neck, her warm breath constantly blowing against the back of her neck, her soft voice humming: “It hurts, it hurts, Martial Sister, walk slower”

Qi Xianqing suddenly stopped: “Your leg should be almost recovered. Get down and walk yourself.”

She said this and lowered her hand.

Yan Jue nearly fell, quickly hooking her arms around Qi Xianqing’s shoulders.

Tired, aren’t you? Who told you to carry me!

Yan Jue hung entirely on Qi Xianqing, unable to shake off, and said fiercely: “I still hurt, Martial Sister… Carry me a little longer, okay?”

Qi Xianqing stopped and asked softly, “You’re not getting down?”

Yan Jue: “It hurts… I can’t walk.”

Qi Xianqing didn’t speak. She carried her, crossed a small stream, suddenly leaned to the side, exerted a slight force with her waist, and the next second, Yan Jue was thrown out.

Yan Jue was still talking when she was unexpectedly flung into the air in an arc, landing hard in the grass not far away.

“…”

Qi Xianqing practically threw her down in an instant; Yan Jue had no defense at all. Although landing in the grass didn’t hurt much, she twisted her wrist.

This woman!

The surroundings were silent, only the sound of the nearby stream flowing quietly could be heard.

Qi Xianqing glanced coldly at her and walked forward without looking back.

Yan Jue: “…”

Yan Jue stared at the woman’s cold back, secretly cursing her in her heart. She was the one who insisted on carrying her in the first place.

Yan Jue couldn’t help but think again of how gentle Qi Xianqing was to the little fox, yet so harsh and cold towards her!

Qi Xianqing walked further and further away. Yan Jue felt a pang of jealousy, and her nose began to sting. The dense forest surrounded her, and the wind rustled the leaves. She remembered the giant mosquitoes she saw by the stream and the fact that night was approaching. By the time she realized it, she was already crying.

Yan Jue sobbed, burying her head in her knees.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed in front of her.

Yan Jue instantly looked up alertly and saw that Qi Xianqing had somehow returned and was standing in front of her, slowly squatting down and looking at her with narrowed eyes.

Yan Jue bit her lip, instantly becoming vigilant, and instinctively clutched the hem of her clothes, staring at her: “What are you doing?”

Qi Xianqing squatted beside her, gently lifted the hem of her trousers, and grasped her slender ankle: “I want to check your wound, see if the bone is displaced. If you really can’t walk, I will carry you again.”

The touch of the warm fingertips on her skin sent waves of tingling across her, and Yan Jue’s mind exploded: “No need! It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Yan Jue struggled, but it was unsuccessful.

Qi Xianqing’s expression was calm. It seemed this rigid woman didn’t find anything inappropriate about this.

The allure of the Spirit Immortal Body was too great for her. Yan Jue, held by Qi Xianqing, had absolutely no room to fight back.

Yan Jue was so comfortable that her fox tail almost fell off, and she almost screamed: “Martial Sister! I really don’t need it anymore!!”

The girl’s fair face flushed red, and there were faint traces of tears in her eyes.

Qi Xianqing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly recalled the scene on the bed from the other day, and unexpectedly let go of her hand.

Yan Jue’s leg pain was faked in the first place. Since she had already achieved the goal of preventing Chu Fu from stealing the spotlight, she immediately stood up and strode forward.

After the previous turmoil, she discovered a secret.

They had already walked quite a distance, but the moment she cried, Qi Xianqing returned…

Qi Xianqing was easily moved.

Yan Jue’s heart hammered against her ribs, afraid that Qi Xianqing would see through something. She got up and walked away quickly.

Qi Xianqing walked ahead and saw that Chu Fu and Duan Luxi of the Shuiyun Sect were not continuing forward but were standing at the edge of the forest waiting for them.

Chu Fu, wearing a Shuiyun Sect outer robe, was sitting on a large rock. His face, illuminated by the sun, looked somewhat casual, revealing a refreshing handsomeness.

Duan Luxi stood beside him, craning her neck to look over in their direction.

Both of them were surprised to see Yan Jue, who couldn’t walk earlier, now walking faster than Qi Xianqing.

Qi Xianqing frowned: “Why haven’t you gone on?”

Duan Luxi: “It’s all because of this Junior Martial Brother, he insisted on waiting for Senior Sister to come.”

Chu Fu was faintly uneasy seeing Qi Xianqing and Yan Jue delayed for so long in the back.

Did these two women fight because of him?

Actually, Chu Fu and Senior Sister Qi only had a slight acquaintance. As outer disciples, they usually attended large classes with hundreds of people, often taught by inner disciples taking turns.

Chu Fu was lucky enough to have Qi Xianqing teach a few times.

He was naturally intelligent and often went to ask questions after class, which is how he got to know Qi Xianqing. Furthermore, one time after class, he bought Spiritual Spring Juice and happened to run into Qi Xianqing on her way back to the dormitory, and they walked together for a while.

Then, for some unknown reason, gossip about him and Senior Sister appeared in the Five Dragons Hundred Things Register.

Chu Fu became worried when he saw the two of them delayed in the back for so long.

So, he insisted on waiting for them.

Never mind Yan Jue, she’ll be fine in a while; the main thing was to appease Senior Sister.

Chu Fu stepped forward: “Senior Sister, are you tired from walking? I have a magic artifact here called the Hundred-Step Cart. As long as someone sits on it, it can travel freely for a hundred li. The few of us can sit on it.”

Qi Xianqing glanced at him and said: “We’re almost at Nanxing Town, it’s not necessary.”

Chu Fu was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.

Qi Xianqing clasped her hands behind her back, seeming to be in a good mood, and walked forward briskly.

The group soon arrived at Nanxing Town.

Since the Huang family was also a prominent household, they did not choose to stay at an inn but went directly to their residence.

The time was still early. After settling into the guest room provided by the Huang family, Yan Jue went to the inner room to check on Mrs. Huang’s condition.

Pushing open the bedroom door, the sight that greeted her was a woman sitting huddled by the head of the bed, completely vacant.

The woman stared blankly at the ceiling, the corners of her lips slightly raised in a lovesick smile, a string of drool sliding down her lip.

A mass of dead energy.

Duan Luxi: “Mrs. Huang, Mrs. Huang?”

Mrs. Huang had no reaction; instead, the smile on her lips became more brilliant. Her pair of fair, tender hands stretched out, scratching at something in the air.

This was the Mrs. Huang afflicted by evil mentioned in the talisman.

Old Master Huang looked extremely worried: “Immortal Lord, my daughter has been mentally unstable for a year, and the situation has gotten worse recently…”

“What’s even more unsettling is that every night, her room is filled with cheerful laughter, but when a servant enters, they only find my daughter alone, and the servant is scolded out as soon as they enter. She also arranges herself in all sorts of strange postures on the bed alone. I vaguely feel uneasy and suspect it is an evil spirit.”

Except for Qi Xianqing, the other three were on beginner missions and lacked experience.

So, they stood in the back to watch how Qi Xianqing would handle it.

Chu Fu saw Yan Jue listening attentively and couldn’t help but frown. He secretly pulled at Yan Jue’s sleeve: “You didn’t make things difficult for Senior Sister Qi just now, did you?”

Yan Jue ignored him, smiled, pulled her sleeve free, and subtly moved a little to the side.

Yan Jue was genuinely studying how Qi Xianqing handled missions. Setting aside this vicious woman’s protagonist status, compared to herself, Qi Xianqing was much more mature in handling such matters.

Yan Jue expected them to immediately go into the room to check the situation, but Qi Xianqing’s expression was calm, with a gentle smile on her lips, and she asked: “Master, why don’t I see the First Mistress?”!