The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 4

Outside Qingmu Pavilion, Yan Jue, still not placated after dealing with Chu Fu, pointed a finger at his nose, cursed him out, and left in a huff.

Zhou Leng watched her retreating figure, let out a disdainful huff, and then asked, “Senior Sister, did the Stewardship Pavilion ask you to investigate the massacre of a village in the Northern Territory by the Demonic Cult? You must be careful and safe on your own.”

Qi Xianqing possessed the world’s rare Immortal Spirit Body, and every time she ventured out of the mountain, she would be attacked by spirit beasts.

Members of the Demonic Cult were even more eager to use Qi Xianqing’s blood to forge unholy treasures.

Zhou Leng was unaware of Qi Xianqing’s physique; she only felt that perhaps she was attracting trouble, as every mission Qi Xianqing accepted was particularly perilous. She couldn’t help but worry for her.

Zhou Leng asked, “How long will you be gone?”

Qi Xianqing withdrew her gaze and continued walking, saying faintly, “About a month. The Five Dragon Summit is imminent, and Master wants me to return as soon as possible for secluded cultivation.”

Beneath the moonlight, the long sword on her back glimmered with a cold sheen. The inscriptions on the scabbard shimmered, appearing deep and three dimensional.

Qi Xianqing was currently at the peak of the Illumination stage of cultivation. If she could break through to the Fusion stage before the Five Dragon Summit, claiming the top spot this time would be as easy as reaching for something in her pocket.

Zhou Leng believed that her Senior Sister definitely had the capability.

After all, her Senior Sister had never disappointed anyone before.

Zhou Leng whimpered a few times, then skipped over and linked arms with Qi Xianqing: “Senior Sister, please come back safe.”

Yan Jue didn’t know how long she walked until she finally arrived at the Sutra Repository on the main peak of Five Dragon Mountain, Jinguang Peak.

In the original novel, the Sutra Repository stored the classics and texts collected by the Five Dragon Sect over millions of years, acting as a massive library.

Now, standing before the repository, she looked up at the 53 steps of flying dragon spout carvings. The building at the top of the steps had cinnabar walls, resembling a pagoda with nine stories.

The indigo eaves were magnificent and quite awe-inspiring.

Yan Jue strolled in, weaving through the bookshelves, and quickly found the introductory cultivation manual she was looking for.

Just as she was about to read carefully, a strange sensation welled up in her chest. A burning heat instantly spread to her limbs and bones.

Yan Jue’s pupils suddenly contracted. A headache came on, and she subconsciously raised a hand to touch her head.

It seemed… a pair of ears had appeared on top of her head?

Yan Jue immediately bolted out.

The picturesque scenery blurred past her sides. Yan Jue ran breathlessly, her feet seemingly flying, and finally managed to reach the small wooden cabin where she lived.

She slammed the door shut, throwing the book onto the table.

The world spun, and the surrounding objects began to gradually magnify.

When Yan Jue regained her senses, she was curled up on the ground, having transformed into a furry red fox.

“…”

Yan Jue felt like she was Cinderella in a fairy tale.

She had to leave the ball before midnight, or she would revert to her true form.

She used her hind legs to jump onto the bed, staring at her reflection in the bronze mirror. The pair of ink-black ears on top of her head flattened backward, and her nose also wrinkled up.

Being like this all the time was too dangerous. She had to find a solution.

Yan Jue rested in the small wooden cabin for two days, flipping through the several copies of the Foundation of Cultivation, and getting used to the few divine abilities and cultivation levels left by the original owner. She then packed her bags and descended the mountain.

Yan Jue placed one extra item in the storage pouch left by the original owner:

An iron sword.

Disciples of the Five Dragon Sect, before reaching the Illumination stage, and without a spiritual treasure, were uniformly issued nameless iron swords forged by the Five Dragon Sect’s Artifact Department.

The blade was quite sharp.

The drawbacks were that it was heavy and ordinary.

In modern times, Yan Jue had read many xianxia novels and knew roughly what it was like for a typical immortal sect disciple to go down the mountain for a mission:

To uphold justice and vanquish demons and monsters.

The mission Yan Jue accepted was a murder case that occurred in a brothel in Qingye Town at the foot of the mountain.

Since it was an introductory mission for the Foundation Establishment stage, it shouldn’t have been too difficult.

The Elder said the talisman was valid for one month.

If the murderer was just a mortal at the Qi Refining stage, she was confident she could capture him within three days.

Yan Jue soon arrived at the foot of the mountain. As she stepped out of the Five Dragon Mountain boundaries, she clearly felt a spiritual energy fluctuation.

It seemed like something had been lightly branded onto her chest.

This was the restriction mentioned by Du Ming.

For disciples below the Illumination stage, three introductory mission talismans must be completed before leaving the sect, or they would be marked with this brand.

Only after having contributed a little to the sect would disciples who truly believed they lacked the talent for cultivation be possibly released from the restriction and allowed to leave the sect smoothly.

Yan Jue arrived at the red-light district of Qingye Town when the sky was already very dark.

The Drunken Spring Brothel was brightly lit.

Not far away, several graceful women were singing and dancing, and below them sat about a dozen men drinking.

As the largest brothel in the small town, the Drunken Spring Brothel’s main hall could accommodate a hundred patrons.

In contrast, the mere dozen people present made it seem somewhat desolate.

It appeared the murder case had quite an impact on its business.

Yan Jue found the brothel’s madam, who was looking deeply troubled. After explaining her purpose, the madam’s distressed face finally relaxed a little.

The madam was so moved she immediately knelt before her: “Immortal Master, the lives of all the girls in the Drunken Spring Brothel… are… are entrusted to you!”

Yan Jue was startled and quickly helped her up: “Madam, don’t worry. Please tell me the situation first.”

“Six months ago, our Miss Li, the most popular courtesan, died horribly at night, her heart gouged out by the killer!!! A month after she died, five more of the Drunken Spring Brothel’s top courtesans were killed, one after another.” The madam sobbed, “Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and no matter how strictly we guard, one girl is killed every month.”

“The killer’s methods are extremely cruel, and almost every time, they silently… gouge out the girl’s heart.”

To prevent business from being affected, the madam of the Drunken Spring Brothel suppressed the matter and did not report it to the authorities.

Instead, she sent a flying letter to the nearby Taoist temple in Qingye Town, requesting the Five Dragon Sect to send someone to resolve the issue.

Yan Jue had always been timid, and the madam’s account made her hair stand on end.

Is this the world of cultivators?

Yan Jue quickly reassured herself that the reason this mission was rated Grade E was mainly because the murderer was a mortal at the early to middle Qi Refining stage.

Although there were cultivators in this world, most people still lacked spirit roots and were ordinary mortals.

Dealing with the perpetrator of the brothel murder case, who was a mortal pervert, should be very easy for her, a cultivator in the second stage of cultivation.

After all, Yan Jue had witnessed her crushing victory over the Qi Refining stage Chu Fu.

“The killer strikes every second day of the month. Tomorrow night… is the second of the month!”

The more the madam spoke, the paler her face became: “I wonder who it will be this time…”

Before she finished speaking, the door beside them suddenly opened with a creak.

Yan Jue looked over and saw a woman in an amethyst gauze dress with scattered flower patterns gracefully walk in.

The woman was slender and beautiful, with fair skin and a pair of phoenix eyes that were captivating and alluring.

Neither of them spoke again.

The woman passed them, giving Yan Jue a contemptuous look: “Madam, who is this?”

The madam sternly said: “Rouyi, what is that attitude? This is…”

Yan Jue smiled politely: “Hello, Miss… I am… I came from Wencounty in the Northern Territory, stranded here, and looking to make a living here.”

With the continuous wars in the Great Chu Dynasty, many women were forced to fall into brothels. Rouyi looked at Yan Jue and saw that the other party had fair skin and an attractive face. She understood the situation, snorted, and said: “No figure, no charm, no softness. Someone like you can only be the lowest-grade prostitute in our house.”

With that, she ignored Yan Jue and walked straight back to her own room.

Yan Jue: “…”

Madam: “Please forgive me, Immortal Master. That is Miss Rouyi, the most sought-after girl in our Drunken Spring Brothel. Business has been slow recently, and the girls have some complaints.”

Yan Jue recovered, smiled slightly: “It’s alright, but please don’t tell anyone my true identity, Madam.”

The Five Dragon Sect also had enemies in the Jianghu (martial world), and she preferred to keep a low profile.

The madam stared into her eyes and suddenly understood: “Yes, yes.”

Yan Jue changed into a common smoky gauze dress worn by the Drunken Spring Brothel girls.

Her skin was naturally fair, and after a little makeup, her face looked even more powdered, and her eyes sparkled alluringly.

She followed the madam upstairs to the second floor, receiving lewd glances from the men along the way.

One large, crude man even reached out and, as she passed, aimed a heavy slap at her buttocks.

Yan Jue instantly dodged, her face displeased.

The man cursed: “New little tart? Got quite a temper.”

Now Yan Jue finally understood why the difficulty of this mission was so simple, yet it remained in the Stewardship Pavilion, unclaimed.

A brothel.

No decent woman would want to come here.

The madam wore a bitter expression and introduced the scene to her in a low voice: “Six months ago, Miss Li, our popular courtesan, was murdered. It happened in Room 1, ‘Nongting Xuan,’ at the southernmost end of the second floor. Next was Room 2, ‘Shanghua Ge,’ right next door, and then Miss Wu was killed in Room 3, ‘Yueguang Tang’…”

The two stopped at the door of the sixth room on the north side of the second floor. The sign on the door read 【Cuiwei Palace】.

Yan Jue frowned and calculated: “Five people have died consecutively here. The murderer kills with a discernible pattern. This month it’s the turn of…”

“The sixth room, Cuiwei Palace.”

Yan Jue had read cultivation novels and knew that some heretics practicing special cultivation methods would always need some strange materials.

Such as the blood of virgins, or the hearts of women.

They collected these materials once a month, which is why the time of the crime was so regular.

Regardless of the weather, as long as it was this time, the perpetrator would appear.

But since the news on the talisman said the killer was a mortal, perhaps she was overthinking…

The madam nodded anxiously: “Exactly. We also discovered this pattern before, and even though we stationed many people to guard it, somehow that scoundrel still managed to succeed.”

Yan Jue: “Which girl lives in Cuiwei Palace?”

Madam: “To answer the Immortal Master, it is… Rouyi.”

Yan Jue rubbed the storage pouch at her waist and finally spoke the words that protagonists often say in TV shows when they are about to uphold justice: “Then please ask Miss Rouyi to move out tonight. I will take her place and stay in Cuiwei Palace.”

If so, when the killer sneaks into the room tomorrow night, the person they face will not be the defenseless Rouyi.

But her, the cultivator.

The madam called Miss Rouyi out, and Miss Rouyi was full of anger: “A newcomer gets to stay in my room?! There are so many empty rooms here! Why?!”

The madam sharply retorted: “Naturally, it’s because this Miss Yan is prettier than you. Why don’t you take a look in a mirror to see what you look like? How many days have you gone without receiving a customer? Now get out!”

The madam’s words were quite harsh, and Yan Jue felt a little sorry: “Miss, it is best for you to move downstairs. The rooms on the second floor are somewhat…” dangerous.

Rouyi turned her head and spat at her: “False pretense! Secretly planning how to steal my business!”

Yan Jue: “…”

Fearing the impact on business, the madam had concealed the deaths of the other women, except for Miss Li, the courtesan, whose murder half a year ago was known citywide.

No wonder Miss Rouyi wasn’t scared.

Tonight, the Drunken Spring Brothel’s business seemed better than usual, with a few men coming in, spending money to stay the night.

Rouyi grumbled as she walked to the slightly smaller 【Chaoxia Palace】 next door. Suddenly, she saw the cleaning woman run over: “Miss Rouyi, hurry downstairs, a gentleman has specifically asked for you!”

Rouyi was momentarily stunned, immediately put away her angry face, and rushed downstairs.

Yan Jue closed the door and sat on the bed.

This was her first mission since transmigrating to this world.

Although she knew the perpetrator was a mortal, she was still very nervous.

After all, this perpetrator had five lives on their hands.

Yan Jue touched the Qiankun (Cosmic) pouch at her waist. The heavy iron sword lay quietly inside, offering a little sense of security.

A burning demonic qi surged in her chest cavity. Yan Jue sat cross legged, closed her eyes, and silently recited the Dao Shu: Peaceful Heart Art several times.

The difficult-to-bear demonic qi clashed for a while, then gradually subsided.

Yan Jue had been in secluded cultivation in the room for two days and finally figured out the pattern of the demonic qi in her body.

Since the original owner was a fox demon who had attained a human form, the demonic qi was inevitably hard to restrain. It would surge at night, causing her to revert to her true form.

The Five Dragon Sect’s Peaceful Heart Art could effectively suppress the wild demonic qi at night, preventing her from suddenly reverting to her original form at inconvenient times.

Yan Jue then took out the Zhen Gao: Foundation Establishment Basics manual from the Qiankun pouch, turned to the latest chapter she was learning: Spirit Communication.

She recited the incantation.

Spirit Communication means that all things possess a spirit. If a cultivator mastered the language of all things, they could control them.

Of course, controlling objects usually required a cultivation level of at least the middle Foundation Establishment stage. This was merely the most elementary chapter.

Yan Jue recited the Spirit Communication incantation several times, then got off the bed and practiced a set of martial arts.

Everything was ready, just waiting for tomorrow.

Yan Jue once again felt the thrilling uncertainty of the cultivation world, and an underlying tension of upholding justice.

When she was ready, she locked the door.

Yan Jue returned to the bed, lay down, instantly transformed into a small, reddish furred fox, and fell asleep on her back.