The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 41.1

movements stopped again. Suddenly, Yan Jue leaned backward, and Qi Xianqing paused, actually pushed back a few steps by the strength that was using minimal force to deflect immense power.

This… Qi Xianqing paused slightly. Candle Shadow drew an elegant circle in the air, and the second sword strike pierced towards her mixed with a fierce wind. Yan Jue’s pupils shrank, and she rolled directly on the ground, lightly guiding Qi Xianqing’s wrist with her right hand. Although this move was clumsy, Qi Xianqing still felt her strength being dissolved by her once more. This was not a coincidence; Yan Jue was consciously neutralizing her attacks.

No need to continue the comparison. Yan Jue had clearly grasped the essence of Shuaituo. Although she couldn’t yet throw someone out skillfully, she should achieve mastery with another ten days or half a month of practice.

Qi Xianqing’s figure flashed, her robes billowing fiercely in the wind. Yan Jue’s pupils suddenly shrank. Before she could see clearly, Qi Xianqing was already in front of her. Her shoulder was held down. Yan Jue froze, staring intently at Qi Xianqing, who had suddenly appeared before her. What met her eyes were a pair of clear, deep peach blossom eyes, with intensely black pupils. Sunlight fell on a few stray strands of hair between Qi Xianqing’s eyebrows, her skin fairer than snow. A faint plum blossom scent drifted into her nose, and Yan Jue was completely stunned, her movements slowing down for a moment. Before she could react, her arm was grasped, and Qi Xianqing leaped into the air, executing a Shoulder Throw.

“Bang” Yan Jue was thrown out forcefully, landing on the lawn. Fortunately, the grass was soft, so the fall didn’t hurt much.

Yan Jue sat on the grass, a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her fair cheeks flushed. “Senior Sister, is there anything wrong with my technique?”

Qi Xianqing fell silent: “No.”

No fault. Although Shuaituo wasn’t simple, Yan Jue had grasped the spirit and form within a short three days. Moreover, she had even made a new invention based on Shuaituo. This wasn’t the first time.

Yan Jue’s expression brightened with joy, and she quickly stood up: “Then, Senior Sister, my martial art…” Did this mean she could be taught the next martial art?

Qi Xianqing had said earlier that she needed to avoid being thrown out within ten rounds. The final throw by Qi Xianqing, although it sent her out of the circle, was on the eleventh round. Since they had an agreement beforehand, and her martial art had no flaws, Qi Xianqing should willingly teach her the martial art.

Qi Xianqing looked up: “I already taught it just now.”

Yan Jue stared at Qi Xianqing, instantly becoming vigilant: “Ah? You taught it just now? What martial art?” She suddenly remembered Qi Xianqing moving in front of her just now, which had caused her to freeze for a moment. A bad feeling faintly surfaced in her heart.

As expected, Qi Xianqing curled her lips, turned around with her hands behind her back, and walked back slowly: “That move is called ‘Serving Beauty with Allure’ (Meise Shiren). Combined with the Flying Swallow Steps, it allows you to reach the enemy in an instant and use your beauty/charm to catch them off guard.”

Yan Jue: “…”

Qi Xianqing looked back, glancing at her lightly: “Junior Sister, your execution of this technique should be even more effective than mine.” With that, she turned and walked away, as if intending to leave.

This time, Yan Jue couldn’t accept it. This wasn’t a martial art; it was clearly a honey trap, something Qi Xianqing didn’t need to teach her since she already knew it. Yan Jue tapped her toes, her figure flashing in the air, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Qi Xianqing, her eyes bright: “Senior Sister, I already know that one too. Can you teach me a new martial art?”

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed, and Yan Jue’s appearance had truly changed a lot. Perhaps it was because the mind influences appearance, or maybe her age was too young back then, but now Yan Jue’s features were fully developed. Sunlight fell on the girl’s crimson lips and snow white skin she was truly exquisitely beautiful with bright, captivating eyes.

Qi Xianqing stared at her for a long time, their gazes engaging in a silent contest in the air. Qi Xianqing shifted her gaze and said softly, “Greedy.” Then she tried to leave.

Yan Jue panicked, grabbing Qi Xianqing’s sleeve: “Senior Sister, I really want to learn martial arts.”

Qi Xianqing looked slightly surprised, but ignored her and continued to walk forward expressionlessly. Yan Jue cursed silently in her heart: “Senior Sister, please teach me another martial art, okay?”

Qi Xianqing did not push her away, nor did she sharply stop her; she merely let her hold onto her sleeve. Yan Jue stared at her retreating figure, inexplicably recalling the gentleness Qi Xianqing showed the little fox at night. Perhaps… perhaps Qi Xianqing’s bottom line with her was lower than she had imagined. Seeing that Qi Xianqing was ignoring her, Yan Jue boldly let her hand slide down her sleeve until she hooked Qi Xianqing’s cool hand.

Yan Jue stepped forward, her fair little face slightly flushed, taking on a mesmerizing rosy hue. Her long, narrow phoenix eyes, amber in color, were misted with moisture, and her red lips were crystal clear: “Senior Sister, I truly want to learn martial arts.”

“Senior Sister…”

“Jiejie (older sister).”

Qi Xianqing stopped walking. She closed her eyes and slowly clasped the girl’s hand. Yan Jue paused in surprise. Qi Xianqing turned around, slowly raising her right hand to pinch Yan Jue’s soft chin. Her dark peach blossom eyes met hers. Feeling the coolness on her chin, Yan Jue’s smile instantly froze. In a flash, all the blood in her body seemed to reverse flow. Damn it… She was only testing Qi Xianqing’s bottom line. Was Qi Xianqing… this open-minded? This posture, this proximity, was inappropriate in both ancient and modern times.

Qi Xianqing leaned slightly closer, her gaze fixed on Yan Jue’s lips. Her soft lips were slightly parted by her pinch, moist and crystal clear, revealing a bit of white tooth tip. A faint plum blossom scent drifted into her nose, cool and lingering. Yan Jue regretted it now. Her body wanted to retreat, but Qi Xianqing held her firmly. Qi Xianqing’s gaze made it seem like she was about to bestow a domineering kiss at any second.

Qi Xianqing stared at her. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. Yan Jue swallowed with difficulty and managed to say, “Senior Sister, how was my execution of ‘Serving Beauty with Allure’?”

Whether it was Yan Jue’s illusion or not, she momentarily saw a faint trace of anger flash in Qi Xianqing’s eyes. Qi Xianqing remained silent for a long time before suddenly letting go: “Mastered.”

Yan Jue immediately retreated five steps, to the large tree over there, assuming a fully defensive posture. She showed Qi Xianqing a sweet smile: “Yes, Senior Sister, I learned ‘Serving Beauty with Allure’ in the time it takes to steep one cup of tea. Shouldn’t you teach me the next martial art now?”

Qi Xianqing turned back: “I never said I would teach you the next martial art here.”

Yan Jue: “…” Damn it.

Qi Xianqing walked forward. Yan Jue followed silently behind. “…”

After the near-collision earlier, Yan Jue no longer dared to show even a hint of charm in front of Qi Xianqing. This woman was truly terrifying. Yan Jue followed behind her cautiously, stopping every few steps. She had discerned the hidden meaning in Qi Xianqing’s words. Qi Xianqing just said she never said she would teach her the next martial art here. That meant Qi Xianqing would teach her elsewhere. This woman was always inscrutable. Yan Jue wasn’t sure if her understanding was correct, so she followed Qi Xianqing with a frown, unconsciously arriving at the Zhenhuo Sect.

Yan Jue watched Qi Xianqing walk into the courtyard where she lived. She hesitated at the door for a few seconds, then steeled her heart and followed her in. She stood hesitantly at the doorway and saw Qi Xianqing sitting at the table inside, saying calmly, “Didn’t you say you wanted to learn martial arts? Come here.” Out of caution, Yan Jue didn’t move immediately. What martial art needed to be taught in a room?

Qi Xianqing looked at Yan Jue’s cautious appearance: “…” This monkey was just fearless a moment ago; she responded a little, and now she’s scared stiff. Although she was indeed annoyed by Yan Jue’s last sentence, Yan Jue probably hadn’t noticed the fleeting panic in her eyes just now. Ultimately, she had won the confrontation a bit more. Qi Xianqing’s mood improved slightly. She gently tapped the tabletop and softened her voice: “Come here, are you afraid I’ll eat you?” In the quiet room, the girl’s voice sounded exceptionally soft.

Yan Jue had indeed been badly frightened just now. Yan Jue was sure the woman meant her no harm, so she walked to Qi Xianqing’s side and said solemnly, “Senior Sister, what are you going to teach me?” This demeanor was completely different from the soft voice calling her ‘Jiejie’ just a moment ago.

Qi Xianqing murmured: “Come here.” She then picked up the long sword Zhuying from the table. The pitch black sword scabbard shimmered with a faint luster under the sunlight. Qi Xianqing seemed to chant an incantation, and the Zhuying in her hand gradually began to shrink. The immortal sword transformed into an indigo pellet in Qi Xianqing’s hand. Yan Jue was slightly stunned, and a faint light brightened in her eyes.

Qi Xianqing said, “Spirit Communication Art Second Form (Tongling Jue Di’er Shi), it allows a magic tool to change shape in your hand.” Qi Xianqing said expressionlessly, “Junior Sister must have a magic tool.”

Yan Jue: “I have a magic tool.” Yan Jue hesitated, wanting to say more. The Black Sea Profound Iron around her neck was her ever-present magic tool. The Black Sea Profound Iron was a righteous magic tool with an extremely powerful suppressive effect on demonic and evil energy. As long as it was near, the demonic energy could not leak out. However, when Yan Jue first learned the Spirit Communication Art, she only learned the most rudimentary First Form, shrinking and moving. She could only make the Profound Iron smaller, which was only useful for making the magic tool portable. Otherwise, it could only turn into thin threads, which, although quite powerful, also had limitations. Yan Jue knew that a refined Spirit Communication Art was far more than that. As for the Second Form, this was not something an outer sect disciple like her could comprehend from reading books. Qi Xianqing was now going to teach her the complete Spirit Communication Art!!