The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 39.1

The frost under her feet turned a dazzling azure blue and grew increasingly dense.

Her ‘Snow Drifter’ technique had already reached Perfection.

For seven consecutive days, Yan Jue diligently practiced by the cold pond.

However, she waited until her eyes grew weary, but never saw a trace of Qi Xianqing.

Qi Xianqing seemed a bit busy; she hadn’t been to the Ice Peach Garden at night recently either.

The little fox felt very lonely.

On the seventh day, Yan Jue, with the usual sense of disappointment, was about to leave with her bundle when she ran into Duan Luxi, who had come to the Water Cloud Sect to find her.

Duan Luxi, wearing the Daoist robes of the Muyin Sect, held a thick book in one hand and a wooden box containing sleeve arrows in the other: “Junior Sister Yan, I’ve finished the sleeve arrows you asked for. Come quickly and see how I did!”

Yan Jue was surprised: “So soon?”

The requirements Yan Jue had given Duan Luxi last time were not low; she had expected Duan Luxi to wait until a month later to present the finished product.

Duan Luxi: “Although it’s a little different from what I imagined, I really did finish it.”

Yan Jue took the sleeve arrow Duan Luxi handed over and immediately waved her hand, shooting it out.

With a “thump,” the sleeve arrow, with a randomly triggered talisman, pierced the wooden board steadily, carrying the power of lightning. Faint blue-green lightning could be seen surging around it.

Yan Jue: “It feels no different from before.”

Duan Luxi didn’t speak, just held her arms, watching her with a smile.

Duan Luxi was not a disciple of the Artifact Refining Hall. Yan Jue hadn’t set her standards too high, especially since the request she made last time was indeed quite difficult.

Yan Jue: “I”

“BOOM!!!”

The next second, the sleeve arrow exploded on the spot.

A huge burst of sparks scattered like fireworks, and the wooden board was obliterated, leaving behind a shallow crater on the ground.

Yan Jue: “…”

Duan Luxi: “I’ve been self-studying ‘Introduction to Artifact Refining’ recently. After searching for a long time, I finally found a project that fit your description. Although this sleeve arrow can’t explode by forming a hand seal, it can automatically explode about ten breaths after being fired.”

So, this thing was a… time bomb!

Yan Jue quickly recalled the sleeve arrow that had been blown away, handed it back to Duan Luxi, and smiled: “Thank you, Senior Sister Duan!!! This is far beyond my expectations!”

Duan Luxi declared with conviction: “I will definitely become the best Artifact Refining Master!”

The spring chill was biting.

Yan Jue came to the cold pond again.

The lake surface was extremely cold. Yan Jue ran back and forth a few times, executing the increasingly practiced movement technique. She glanced at the sun; it was almost noon.

But Qi Xianqing still hadn’t come.

Yan Jue: “…”

It had already been seven days. Could Senior Sister Qi Xianqing be so forgetful that she had forgotten about her?

Or perhaps what Qi Xianqing said that night was just casual talk.

Yan Jue even started to doubt if she had misheard that night.

A strong gust of wind swept past. Yan Jue forcefully pushed off with her legs, her body arcing beautifully through the air before landing steadily on the ground.

The weather was too cold; Yan Jue felt her legs trembling uncontrollably, so she knelt down on the ground, supporting herself with her hands.

Yan Jue suddenly noticed that on the dry grass, right where her palm rested, a layer of frost had condensed.

Yan Jue was startled and sank her consciousness inward.

Light blue frost began to spread from around her body, gradually freezing the surrounding green grass.

Yan Jue’s pupils slightly contracted.

The original owner had dual spirit roots of Water and Earth, which is why she decided to cultivate ice-elemental divine abilities that relatively integrated both roots. It seemed her ‘Ice Summoning Art’ had now reached minor completion?

Yan Jue closed her eyes and tried to mobilize her spiritual consciousness. When she opened her eyes again, she felt the frost beneath her expanding further.

Thoughts swirled chaotically in Yan Jue’s mind several different ice-elemental divine abilities flooded her consciousness simultaneously.

Yan Jue couldn’t help but feel a heat rush to her chest, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

No, cultivating like this haphazardly was not efficient and could easily lead to Qi deviation (going berserk).

If she hadn’t diligently tempered her body under Qi Xianqing’s supervision before, she would probably have fainted right here.

She must go to the Scripture Depository later to see if there were any similar books that could explain this situation.

Yan Jue glanced at the sky.

Forget it, she’d head back for today; the sky was getting late. Qi Xianqing probably wouldn’t come again today.

Yan Jue let out a bitter smile. Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind.

“Still practicing?”

Yan Jue spun around sharply.

Qi Xianqing was wearing a snow-white, narrow sleeved shirt and a pleated skirt with flying crane embroidery. The black longsword, Candle Shadow, was still on her back. She stood by a rock and slowly walked over.

Her expression was calm, as natural as if she were just passing by.

It was Qi Xianqing! Yan Jue felt her eyes well up. Recalling the hardship of the past few days, she wanted to scream: Why did you take so long to arrive?!

Qi Xianqing walked over and paused slightly when she saw the bloodstain on the ground.

Yan Jue completely ignored the bloodstain, jumped up energetically, and said, “Senior Sister, it’s so cold today, why have you come to the cold pond?”

Although Yan Jue had long known that Qi Xianqing intended to teach her martial arts and had already prepared a draft of her thanks in her mind, Qi Xianqing’s sudden appearance left her mind in a flurry, and she forgot everything.

After all, she had waited for Qi Xianqing for too long; she was about to despair.

She wouldn’t have been so expectant otherwise.

It was all Qi Xianqing’s fault for saying she would come to teach her that night, only to not show up for several days, causing this current drop in expectation.

Qi Xianqing said solemnly, “A few days ago, when I returned, I contemplated the cultivation methods Junior Sister might need and now have a general idea.”

Yan Jue: Then you should have made that clear last time!

“Thank you, Senior Sister…” Yan Jue gave Qi Xianqing a deep bow, overwhelmingly excited: “I thought Senior Sister had refused me last time. What method are you planning to teach me?”

Qi Xianqing: “A set of Flying Swallow Steps, plus the martial arts technique ‘Shuai Tuo’ (Felling/Toppling).”

Yan Jue took two steps forward, her internal monologue racing frantically, but in the end, no prepared words came out.

Genuine emotion finally overwhelmed pretense. Yan Jue cried out with tears streaming down her face: “Th-Thank you, Eldest Senior Sister.”

Qi Xianqing’s gaze landed on Yan Jue’s face: “…”

She had indeed harbored a slightly different intention to witness the girl’s look of surprise.

However… this person seemed to be too excited.

Is she really that eager to learn martial arts?!