The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 31.1

Oh my god, thinking about her fate is terrifying. Not to mention the elders of the Five Dragon Sect, even Qi Xianqing would draw her sword and end her.

The awkward part was that the original Yan Jue was a cannon fodder villain who didn’t live past ten chapters, and Yan Jue had never read the novel from the original’s perspective, so she naturally didn’t know the cultivation levels for demons. No, I must go to the Scripture Depository later to check thoroughly.

Yan Jue returned to the cold pond to practice. She first practiced ‘Floating on Snow’ once more, and then began practicing the ‘Instantaneous Thousand Li’ she learned that day. Yan Jue leaped up fiercely. ‘Instantaneous Thousand Li’ she hadn’t fully mastered it yet. It had spirit but no form.

Yan Jue then sat cross legged on the ground, meditating, slowly recalling Qi Xianqing’s movement technique, when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. Yan Jue turned around sharply and saw a familiar figure emerge from the grass nearby.

“…”

In the sunlight, the young man had red lips and white teeth, stood tall and straight, wearing the uniform light blue outer disciple robe, looking very handsome. Chu Fu.

Crap. Right, the cold pond was the training ground set up for Chu Fu. Yan Jue hadn’t seen Chu Fu when she cultivated at the cold pond a few months ago, possibly because the plot hadn’t reached that point, and Chu Fu didn’t know about this place yet. Now, he might have found it himself, or perhaps he came here after listening to the advice of that expert in the cave.

Yan Jue slipped away, feeling a bit depressed. No, I still need to visit the Scripture Depository and immerse myself in knowledge.  “…”

So, Yan Jue went to the Scripture Depository and found some reading materials related to ‘Instantaneous Thousand Li.’ After reading them, there was still plenty of time left. Yan Jue began moving between the bookshelves, searching for books recording demons. This was a world leaning towards the righteous path, and most books in the Scripture Depository were about cultivators. All other books were basically ones disciples had collected from all directions or that families had donated as idle reading.

Yan Jue moved a ladder and walked to the innermost shelf in the ‘Donation Area.’ After searching for a long time while standing on the ladder, she found a yellowed, old book among many dusty volumes: Facts You Must Know About Demons.

Yan Jue flipped the book to the first page, which featured a drawing: a ferocious-looking spider demon opening its cavernous mouth to devour a human.

Demon Cultivation Levels (Struck Out):

1. Transformation Realm (Huaxing Jing): Demons cultivate to a certain age and transform their forms, thus reaching the Transformation Realm. Demons in the Transformation Realm are only slightly stronger than mortals in the Qi Refining Stage. The Transformation Realm is merely the foundation of demon cultivation. Only by breaking through the Transformation Stage can one truly embark on the path of cultivation.
2. Spirit Gathering Realm (Juling Jing): The second realm, with a cultivation slightly higher than the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators. Be cautious when encountering demons of this cultivation level.
3. Intelligence Gathering Realm (Tongzhi Jing): The third realm, with a cultivation equivalent to the Kaiguang Realm cultivators, slightly higher than Kaiguang Realm cultivators.

The classification of demon cultivation levels is slightly different from that of human cultivators. The main difference lies in the logic of cultivation and the names of the realms, but the rest is largely consistent. For example, the cultivation divisions for cultivators are: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Kaiguang, Fusion, Heart Stirring (Xindong), Golden Core (Jindan), Nascent Soul (Yuanying), and so on. The demon race divides cultivation into: Transformation (Huaxing), Spirit Gathering (Juling), Intelligence Gathering (Tongzhi), Bone Refining (Lian Gu), Demon Core (Yaodan), Soul Condensation (Ning Po), Spirit Roaming (Shenyou), and so on.

Cultivators focus on drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies. The cultivation methods of demons are diverse, including absorbing yang energy to supplement yin, eating human flesh raw, etc. Few demons are willing to cultivate exactly like human cultivators. In summary, although demon cultivation is slightly different from human cultivation, it is not impossible to force a match to the human cultivation divisions.

Yan Jue stayed in the Scripture Depository for an afternoon. By the time she closed the book about demons, it was already dusk. Having gleaned the knowledge, Yan Jue let out a sigh of relief, having already devised a solution. Although the demon cultivation levels were slightly different from the cultivator divisions, they were only slightly higher than cultivators of the same realm. This difference was not so exaggerated as to arouse suspicion. As for the issue of her having no Qiji… In this world, there was a divine ability called Qi Concealment Art (Yin Qi Shu). Using the Qi Concealment Art could achieve the effect of hiding one’s Qiji. This was a very basic divine ability and spell; the Five Dragon Gate even had large classes specifically for the Qi Concealment Art. However, in this world, cultivators rarely concealed their Qiji when traveling outside, in order to create a sense of deterrence for others. If she had no Qiji, others would merely assume she had also cultivated the Qi Concealment Art. Coupled with the Demon Suppressing Ring on her neck locking away her demonic qi and the Flat Heart Mantra suppressing it, she shouldn’t have to worry about others noticing anything unusual for the time being.

It was close to midnight when Yan Jue returned to the dormitory. Having read for a whole day, she was extremely exhausted and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Jue woke up very early the next morning. After packing her things, she took the glass bottle used for feeding the Ghost Fireflies and went to the Qiwu Peak Cold Pond to train as usual. Passing through the dense forest, Yan Jue soon arrived at the cold pond. She stood in the grass and peered out, and sure enough, she saw the figure of the male lead, Chu Fu, in the grass over there.

The handsome young man, with eyes closed, sat upright in the center of the cold pond. In the mist, his figure was straight and tall, his shoulders broad and his chest firm with defined muscles. Water droplets slid down his face as his thin lips moved slightly, seemingly reciting a mind mantra, trying his utmost to absorb the spiritual energy of the cold pond.

Yan Jue shook the glass bottle in her hand, and at the same time, tiny green lights flickered within it. Chu Fu, who was soaking in the cold pond, stood up, water droplets sliding down the gaps between his muscles. Chu Fu took out a handkerchief from his Qiankun Pouch to wipe himself slightly and slowly walked out. A gentle breeze swept under his feet, and his face was ruddy after just absorbing the spiritual energy.

Chu Fu looked up at the sky, silent, his expression solemn. The feeling of soaking in the cold pond during the harsh winter was not pleasant. But Chu Fu didn’t care at all. He had finally found this perfect place for cultivation; even if his body was frozen numb, it didn’t matter. His mind was filled with the thought that he must become stronger… He must become strong to make all those who looked down on him pay the price. As for Yan Jue, who looked down on him, he would definitely make her regret it. Thinking of this, Chu Fu made a seal with one hand, and a cold wind suddenly blew up around him, scattering coldly around him. Chu Fu had a mutated Wind Spiritual Root, and the divine abilities he cultivated were mainly wind based. This sudden wind naturally came from Chu Fu!

Yan Jue saw Chu Fu in this state and felt completely numb. This guy wasn’t just bathing here; he was also cultivating and contemplating life here. Demons are generally more sensitive to surrounding dangers; even from a distance, Yan Jue could sense Chu Fu’s Qi Mechanism. He was at least at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. As expected of the male lead, his cultivation speed was indeed fast.

Yan Jue unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and one by one, small Ghost Fireflies flew out. “…”

Chu Fu’s divine sense had improved quite a bit recently with the help of the Demon Lord in Broken Soul Mountain. He had already noticed the Ghost Fireflies flying toward him when they approached. Chu Fu stared intently at the eerie green light in the distance, slightly narrowing his eyes. Was it… the ghosts he saw in the forest that night!

Chu Fu was a diligent and eager learner. After suffering a loss in the forest that day, he had specifically gone to the Scripture Depository. After checking the information, he understood that the ghost fire he had been scared half to death by in the forest was actually the lowest-level creature among ghosts. Its only attack method was to cause a tingling sensation on the skin.

One by one, the Ghost Fireflies emitted a faint green light, flying left and right, gradually arranging themselves into a clear pattern in the dim sky, seemingly setting up some kind of formation. Chu Fu raised his hand abruptly, the mouth of the bottle wide open, “Never mind, I’ll capture them first!”

Then… Chu Fu saw a sky full of lightning above him.

“BOOM!!!”

Lightning violently struck down, and the glass bottle in Chu Fu’s hand was instantly blown into pieces! Weren’t the Ghost Fireflies said to have little attack power?! Are these things flying in the sky really Ghost Fireflies?!

Chu Fu screamed from being electrocuted. Suddenly, his arm burst into roaring flames. Chu Fu fiercely shook his hand and sprinted away at a hundred-meter-per-second speed. Yan Jue burst into loud laughter, inexplicably feeling like she was a villain whose task was to continuously torment the male lead while he was weak.

Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps came from behind her. Yan Jue had spent a lot of time with Qi Xianqing and was already familiar with the sound of her footsteps. Hearing the sound, Yan Jue’s heart cried out that things were not good, and she slowly turned her head. Under the pine tree not far away, Qi Xianqing, with her dark black sword on her back, was walking toward them with a blank expression.

Yan Jue knew that although Qi Xianqing usually lived in the Zhenhuo Sect dormitory, because the cold pond had the Ice Peach Garden nearby, she often came here to stay for a period of time. It wasn’t strange to run into her here during the day. Yan Jue’s peripheral vision couldn’t help but fall on the male lead over there. Chu Fu was still shirtless. Yan Jue, being a modern person, didn’t mind men being undressed, but would Qi Xianqing mind? Moreover, Chu Fu was so miserable right now… If the female lead saw Chu Fu and her impression of the male lead dropped drastically because of Yan Jue, that would be terrible!

Yan Jue had completely figured out the rules of this world’s Heavenly Dao during this time. For example, if Qi Xianqing’s impression of the male lead worsened because of some action he took himself, then Yan Jue would be fine. If Qi Xianqing’s impression of the male lead deviated significantly from the original plot because of her, Yan Jue would suffer. This was a rule Yan Jue concluded after her chest ached countless times.

As Yan Jue was thinking, she suddenly heard Qi Xianqing’s cool voice next to her ear, “Junior Sister Yan, what’s wrong?”

Before Qi Xianqing’s gaze could shift backward, Yan Jue abruptly raised her hand, placing the cleanest side of her hand against Qi Xianqing’s eyes. The girl’s palm was soft and warm, directly pressed against her. Qi Xianqing instinctively closed her eyes, her crow feather like long eyelashes fluttering slightly, like two small fans sweeping across the back of Yan Jue’s hand. Qi Xianqing instinctively turned her head and asked in a low voice, “What is the meaning of this, Junior Sister?”

Yan Jue: “Senior Sister, there’s a pervert bathing over there, he’s not wearing any clothes, avert your eyes… avert your eyes!”

The girl leaned in too close. She carried a faint, subtle fragrance, soft and warm, and her warm breath brushed against Qi Xianqing’s ear. Her tone was somewhat overly familiar, as if she and Qi Xianqing had spent a long time together. Qi Xianqing’s earlobes visibly turned red. She frowned instinctively, her voice very light, “And now?”

Due to her special constitution, Qi Xianqing’s body was more sensitive than that of a normal person. She had always been very averse to overly close contact with others to put it bluntly, she had a form of mysophobia. However, surprisingly, contact with Yan Jue did not make Qi Xianqing feel uncomfortable.

Yan Jue kept Chu Fu in her peripheral vision, watching the naked young man run back into the forest in disarray, followed by a large group of Ghost Fireflies: “…” Yan Jue breathed a sigh of relief, showed Qi Xianqing a smile, and said, “It’s fine now!”

Qi Xianqing took off her outer robe, standing in her plain white underclothes, her raven-like long hair draped over her shoulders, sitting leisurely on a rattan chair, her left leg bent, her right leg dangling under the chair, swinging back and forth.

A group of small animals surrounded her.

A puppy, a small spiritual rabbit, a little pig.

The air was filled with the sounds of snorts, grunts, and chirps from the animals.

Qi Xianqing had a Celestial Spirit Body, a constitution that naturally attracted spirit beasts.

Yan Jue knew deeply that the little fox wasn’t the only creature around Qi Xianqing at any time.

This woman attracted a whole mess of strange animals.

“…”

Yan Jue looked at the person in the distance expressionlessly, flicking her two bushy tails.

Next to Qi Xianqing was a bamboo basket.

Yan Jue vaguely saw that the basket seemed to contain many things resembling acorns.

Qi Xianqing looked at the small animals, her voice gentle, “Take your time, there’s enough for everyone.”

Yan Jue: “…”

?!

Yan Jue immediately charged over like a whirlwind, letting out a few “woof-woof” sounds, and sat down beside Qi Xianqing, her back ramrod straight.

Qi Xianqing paused, surprised that the little fox had rushed over like a gust of wind; usually, she would linger in the distance first.

Qi Xianqing freed one hand and stroked the fox’s head, “You’re here.”

Since the little fox didn’t seem to understand anything, Yan Jue bared her teeth and snarled at the surrounding animals, her whiskers trembling violently.

A little wild boar with a bad temper also became displeased and grunted aggressively at Yan Jue.

Yan Jue’s fur bristled all over, and her two fiery red tails were held taut.

The fur on her back suddenly felt a gentle pressure as a soft hand rested lightly on it.

Qi Xianqing curved her lips, smiling helplessly as she smoothed Yan Jue’s fur, seemingly to soothe her, “I just happened to have some acorns, so I shared them with them.”

“But I love you the most, my little fox baby.”

“…”

Yan Jue was appeased by Qi Xianqing.

Those animals had low cultivation levels, some hadn’t even awakened their spiritual intelligence. After finishing the acorns in the basket, they all left.

Only the little wild boar was the highest in cultivation among them and wanted to stay a while longer.

The little wild boar was still small, hadn’t grown its bristles yet, and wore a cape woven from dried grass. It really liked this fragrant friend. Its dark eyes shone brightly, and its pig like tail wagged furiously as it nudged Qi Xianqing.

Yan Jue stood beside Qi Xianqing with an unhappy expression, her mouth split open, revealing a row of small incisors.

The little wild boar was scared away by Yan Jue’s fierce look.

In the Icy Peach Garden, soon only Yan Jue and Qi Xianqing remained.

Qi Xianqing stood up from the chair under the peach tree and slowly walked toward the room.

Yan Jue, still unhappy, snorted and lifted her head.