The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 21.3

Chu Fu’s Hundred Step Cart was a rare magical artifact. When a person was in the cart, they only needed to project their consciousness to a place name, and the cart would start on its own and travel there at a very fast speed a speed that cultivators below the Fifth Realm (Heart Movement Realm) could hardly match. Of course, that place had to be somewhere the controller had been before. And these girls had been kidnapped to Nanxing Town, a place they had been to.

Chu Fu’s face went from green to white, but with everyone looking at him, he couldn’t refuse. He could only smile and invite the ladies into the cart. He activated his divine sense, and the Hundred-Step Cart whistled away.

Yan Jue watched the Hundred Step Cart get further and further away with a solemn expression. Suddenly, she heard a loud shout from behind her: “Where are my camels! Waiter, where are my camels!”

Yan Jue turned around to see the Taoist priest from earlier walking into the inn. Seeing the camels that had been tied to the fence were gone, he immediately became furious, his face red and neck thick, asking the waiter, “What… what…”

The Taoist roared, “Good! You sons of bitches actually stole this Taoist master’s camels!” He pulled out a silver-glowing long sword from his bosom and lunged straight at Yan Jue. Since yesterday, Yan Jue had noticed her body was much lighter. Her expression hardened, and she rolled on the ground to dodge the Taoist’s long sword, stepping onto a table with one foot.

The Taoist thrust another sword straight at her. In an instant, all the plates smashed onto the floor, and soup splattered everywhere.

Yan Jue: “I don’t know which bastard Taoist uses an illusion technique to capture people!”

The Taoist viciously struck at Yan Jue several times with his long sword, but Yan Jue easily dodged them. The Taoist snorted, suddenly pulling out an exquisite wooden sword from his bosom. The wooden sword was carved with repeating inscriptions and was clearly a demon-slaying treasure sword used for exorcism. He wielded the silver sword in his left hand and the wooden sword in his right, simultaneously hacking towards Yan Jue!

The wooden sword whistled through the air. Yan Jue was startled, her pupils contracting as if momentarily glued to the wooden sword. As a fox demon, she had an innate fear of such exorcism objects! Yan Jue’s reaction was half a beat slow. When she snapped out of it, she recited the true formula, “Ice Summoning Art,” and countless tiny ice shards instantly formed on her chest, shooting towards the Taoist. In that instant, she felt a heat surge in her chest, and a violent surge of demonic energy was about to spill out! The demon restraining collar around her neck instantly shrank, turning into a small, close-fitting bell that firmly bound her skin, finally preventing her from revealing her true form at this critical moment.

The Taoist roared, waving his dual swords. Just as the Taoist’s swords were about to strike, there was a loud “Boom,” and something spinning flew over, instantly chopping the Taoist’s swords in half.

Yan Jue was stunned. She turned to look and saw the bronze sword on Duan Luxi’s back had left her body, then instantly expanded in the air, shrieking uncontrollably as it flew around the inn. Everywhere it passed, nothing was spared; all the tables and chairs were smashed. In a few breaths, the giant bronze sword had expanded to twice the height of a person!

Duan Luxi raised the hilt and fiercely threw the bronze sword in the direction of the Taoist. Seeing the situation was bad, the Taoist immediately turned, jumped out the window, and vanished without a trace.

“…”

Silence fell over the inn. The bronze sword, “Mu Xi,” slowly returned to Duan Luxi’s back. Although it wasn’t the size it was before, it still weighed like a heavy piece of iron, pressing hard on the girl’s slender shoulders. A delicate girl carrying such a huge sword it was terrifying to even think about… And the power was too immense!!!

Duan Luxi explained, “Because my main focus is ‘Strength,’ the other swords are either too light or too small, so I forged this sword myself. It can change size freely according to my will.”

Yan Jue managed a smile, “…The power of your magical artifact is too great. And…” And you don’t seem to have much control over it.

Duan Luxi smiled sheepishly, “I’ve only had this sword for less than three years; we are still working hard to synchronize!”

After the Taoist fled, Duan Luxi cast a spell, and the previously dilapidated inn instantly recovered its original state.

Yan Jue frowned and pondered for a long time, then turned to ask Qi Xianqing, “Senior Sister, do you recognize which sect that Taoist belongs to?”

Qi Xianqing frowned, also seeming confused. In the current world, besides the six major immortal sects that were mainstream in the cultivation world, and the Nanzhou (South Tower) cultivation case handling agency affiliated with the imperial court, there were many small sects scattered around the world. These sects held lower status than the six major immortal sects but were slightly higher than rogue cultivators, and their numbers were too many to count on one hand.

The few of them waited in the inn for a long time before the waiter, his face full of terror, crawled out from the kitchen: “Esteemed guests…”

Qi Xianqing set down her teacup and said calmly, “It’s fine. Just arrange four rooms for us.”

The waiter meekly complied and hurried upstairs to make the arrangements.

Night soon fell. The inn was situated in a purple bamboo forest, making it very quiet at night; nothing could be heard except the rustling of wind through the bamboo leaves.

Yan Jue was wide awake and paced into the courtyard, pondering the “Ice Summoning Art.” Since she had dual water and earth spirit roots, she wanted to cultivate an ice based divine ability to help her fight better before reaching the Illumination Stage. However, ever since she learned to summon those ice pillars with the Ice Summoning Art, she never felt the divine ability was that powerful; it always failed to block the enemies in front of her.

What should she do… what should she do… This was the first time since transmigrating to this world that Yan Jue felt a sense of powerlessness due to her own weakness.

Yan Jue closed her eyes, focused a point of spiritual power in her palm, silently recited the Ice Summoning Art, and instantly, a cylindrical piece of ice appeared in her palm.

“…”

Suddenly, a clear, cool voice sounded from behind her: “Ice must first be sharp to injure others.”

Yan Jue turned around sharply and saw Qi Xianqing, dressed in a white robe, who had appeared in the backyard at some unknown time. Moonlight poured down, and Qi Xianqing sat on the swing in the courtyard, hugging her knees and looking at the sky, frowning slightly. The moon in the night sky was huge, and the stars twinkled.

Yan Jue: “Ice needs to be… sharp?”

Qi Xianqing glanced at her: “Yours are ice pillars. Have you ever seen anyone kill with an ice pillar?”

Yan Jue was stunned for a long time, and a flash of inspiration seemed to cross her mind. She closed her eyes again, condensing all her spiritual power into one point. With a flash of divine sense, an ice block slowly materialized in her palm. The bottom was rounded, and the top was sharp it was an ice cone.

Yan Jue formed the hand seals, took a stance, let out a light breath, and shouted, “Go!”

The ice cone flew out like an arrow from a bowstring, deeply piercing the stone wall opposite, leaving a spread of frost in its wake.

Yan Jue was surprised: “I didn’t expect that with just the Ice Summoning Art, I could freely change the shape of the summoned ice.”

Qi Xianqing: “The same hand seal, just a slight difference in divine thought, and the effect will be vastly different.”

Yan Jue was suddenly excited. The issue she had been pondering for days without a solution suddenly became clear with a small hint from Qi Xianqing! Yan Jue suddenly thought of something, turned around, cupped her hands toward Qi Xianqing, and bowed: “Thank you, Senior Sister.”

Qi Xianqing didn’t speak, just stared faintly into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yan Jue: “Actually, I think Senior Sister is a good person.”

Qi Xianqing was stunned for a moment after hearing her words and said coldly, “I am not a good person.”

“I just can’t stand it when some people ponder something for so long and still can’t figure things out.” With that, Qi Xianqing stood up and walked away expressionlessly.

Yan Jue: “…”

Qi Xianqing said she… wasn’t a good person. Why? Qi Xianqing was clearly very good to her junior and younger martial brothers and sisters in the sect; so many people secretly admired and adored her. Did she think she herself was not good?

After Qi Xianqing left, Yan Jue stayed in the courtyard to practice for a long time. The sharp ice cone spun in her palm as she tried to shoot it at the distant flowers and grass from different angles; the power was indeed greater than usual. It was true that practicing spells and divine abilities required guidance from an expert; practicing blindly wouldn’t work.

Yan Jue finally sat down cross legged, circulated the Heart Calming Art a few more times, and then packed her things and returned to her room.

Just as Yan Jue stepped onto the stairs, she suddenly heard a faint movement from the other side. In an instant, Yan Jue stopped in her tracks. A pair of pitch-black ears popped out above her head, fanning left and right. As a fox demon, her hearing was always sharp, and she quickly caught all the sounds.

Yan Jue peeked over the stairs, slowly sticking her head out to look down. What she saw made her break out in a cold sweat. Standing at the bottom of the stairs was the same human trafficking Taoist priest she had seen at the inn today. Beside him stood a slightly plump man, who, if Yan Jue remembered correctly, was the innkeeper.

The innkeeper laughed, “Immortal Spirit Body, Immortal Spirit Body… What good is high cultivation? As long as you fall into the Taoist Master’s hands, there’s no chance of escape.”

The Taoist slowly stroked his beard and smiled, “The Immortal Spirit Body is a great tonic. It’s a pity she didn’t realize that this beautiful inn is a Earth-grade Furnace that this humble Taoist specifically used to refine women. In this furnace, even cultivators in the Fifth Realm will have their senses stripped away, unknowingly having their Yin essence drained, turning into ghosts. Even with divine abilities that can reach the heavens, it would be useless. Not to mention this furnace was specifically made for cultivators with the Immortal Spirit Body, specifically to counter it. One hundred years ago, it was this furnace that killed the Immortal Spirit Body great expert, True Monarch Danyang, tsk tsk tsk…”

“Does the Taoist Master mean that once the Immortal Spirit Body enters this furnace, all their cultivation becomes useless?”

“Precisely.”

The innkeeper laughed, “Daoist Qingyu’s Yin Gang Yang Replenishing Pill is about to be refined it only lacks the heart of an Immortal Spirit Body, which appears once every thousand years, as the medicinal guide. Over the years, this old man has contributed greatly to Qingyu Temple in acquiring the virgin Yin essence needed for the pill. When the time comes, I ask the Taoist Master to put in a good word for me. This old man only needs two dou of the woman’s blood; I also want to retain my youth and extend my life!”

The Taoist revealed a sinister smile, “No problem. If this matter succeeds, ha ha ha, I will surely give a generous reward!”