The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 43.1

sect, Chu Fu. Nearly everyone in the Five Dragon Mountain knew her! Mengheng Jun is going down the mountain, and she wants to follow too? That’s not normal. Is this another round of provocation?!

Yan Jue met everyone’s astonished gazes with an awkward yet polite smile and slowly walked to the front. The girl was wearing a sky-blue Daoist robe today, with narrow sleeves and leggings tied at her calves. Her lips were red, her teeth white, and her eyes stunningly bright. A golden collar hung around her neck, with three golden bells dangling below, swaying in the breeze, seemingly adding to her captivating charm.

Qi Xianqing observed her for a while and nodded, “Begin.”

Since it was confirmed that the martial competition would be done in pairs, the entire classroom transformed into a massive arena. Everyone didn’t find this strange. After all, being able to descend the mountain for a trial with Senior Sister Mengheng was already a rare opportunity. If one performed well, perhaps they could even receive a recommendation to enter the Inner Sect. One certainly couldn’t go down the mountain and become a burden. With too many applicants, eliminating some through competition was a good idea.

Du Ming, being a female, was naturally paired with Yan Jue. The two quickly formed a pair. Du Ming was already intimidated when she saw Yan Jue already standing in a horse stance, and she suddenly raised her hand, “Forget it, I give up.” This person isn’t human; she’s clearly a devil. Du Ming would never forget the bruised and swollen state she was in after being thrown by Yan Jue a few days ago.

Qi Xianqing glanced at Du Ming in surprise and nodded, “Good. Now there are only four people left. Go to her area.”

Then Yan Jue saw a boy with a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes standing in front of her. The boy smiled, “Junior Sister, although you are a girl, I won’t hold back!” He immediately launched a heavy punch. A man’s strength was inherently greater, especially since this person was muscular and looked like a tough opponent. Facing the heavy punch, Yan Jue quickly flipped to dodge. He missed, and then swept a leg out. Yan Jue flashed sideways, avoiding the long leg carrying a thousand pounds of force, but the man’s movements were surprisingly swift, and he swept out another leg immediately!

Yan Jue leaped into the air, dodging the attack while soaring. Upon landing, he launched another heavy punch. Yan Jue moved sideways to evade it and suddenly darted forward. In the blink of an eye, she was only a thin sheet of paper away from the thick browed, big eyed man.

The distance was too close. The faint, delicate fragrance from the girl’s body was right under the man’s nose. What entered his eyes was that stunningly beautiful and bewitching face. The man was clearly stunned for a moment, and his punching speed slowed by half a beat. Yan Jue, expressionless, raised her hand, her two fingers brushing past the man’s wrist, while her foot tripped him, causing him to fall flat on his face.

A wave of gasps erupted from the audience.

Qi Xianqing looked at Yan Jue’s retreating back and fell into deep thought. Whether the other movements were standard, she wouldn’t comment. But this move, ‘Serving with Beauty,’ she had certainly learned perfectly.

There were four of them in total, paired up two by two. The winners of each pair would then compete against each other. Finally, the ultimate victor could be selected.

Soon it was the final stage. After the first round of matches ended, Yan Jue quietly retreated to the side. After a few days, Chu Fu’s cultivation had indeed progressed again, and his movement technique was much lighter. Yan Jue looked at the faint golden circle on the ground and seemed lost in thought. Many divine abilities had specific effective ranges. In such a small circle, a combatant either had extremely refined divine abilities, or their abilities simply couldn’t be used. Or perhaps the ability would be blasted apart by an opponent’s punch halfway through its casting. Even long swords and spears only exerted their full power when held at a certain distance. Only martial arts could display their full power within such a narrow circle. Yan Jue’s original intention was not to let others know her true cultivation level, and such a circle was extremely convenient for that.

Chu Fu and the other man were inside the circle. Chu Fu closed his eyes, formed hand seals with both hands, and began chanting quietly. Instantly, a strange whirlwind appeared under the opposite man’s feet! The man cried out in surprise, and before he could react, he was blown away by the wind.

The audience gasped again.

“Junior Brother Chu’s skills are getting better and better. I still remember the wind-element divine ability he used in the sect selection three years ago. Compared to that, it’s simply a massive leap forward.”

“Do you remember Chu’s famous battle? Back then, we thought there were no good spiritual roots among this batch of new disciples, only Junior Brother Chu… a mutated wind spiritual root, that’s something you see once in thousands of years.”

“Wind element divine abilities are so rare, we must watch carefully today.”

Chu Fu looked up at Qi Xianqing, his gaze firm and clear.

“…”

Qi Xianqing turned to look at Yan Jue and said slowly, “Then please, Junior Sister Yan, come up again.”

Yan Jue walked into the circle with an awkward smile, causing a stir among the crowd for a moment. Everyone initially thought it would be a perfectly ordinary martial competition, but with Yan Jue facing the outer disciple Chu Fu, the situation instantly became interesting. Everyone knew about the past connection between Yan Jue and Chu Fu…

Chu Fu said, “Senior Sister Yan, I apologize in advance for any offense.”

The match began. Chu Fu closed his eyes, formed hand seals, and began chanting the incantation rapidly. The originally quiet space was suddenly filled with a gust of wind, and the hem of Yan Jue’s robe was lifted.

Yan Jue: “…”

Having already seen through the trick, Yan Jue stepped forward. Then everyone saw her raise her right hand and execute a beautiful uppercut in the air. This punch was powerful and beautiful, entirely within the realm of martial arts, revealing not a single trace of a cultivator’s aura.

Before Chu Fu could finish chanting his true incantation, he was sent flying like an uncontrolled gourd, tracing a beautiful arc in the sky before crashing heavily to the ground.

“……”

The entire hall was in an uproar!

“No way, where did she learn these martial arts?”

“I think there are books specifically discussing martial arts essentials in the Scripture Pavilion; after all, these kinds of martial arts are practically common knowledge…”

“No, why did we never notice her interest in martial arts before? I thought she only knew how to seduce people.”

In an instant, Yan Jue was the only one left standing in the circle. Yan Jue was still thinking about martial arts. If she could go down the mountain with Qi Xianqing this time, she absolutely had to milk a useful divine ability from her upon their return!

She suddenly turned around and met Qi Xianqing’s gaze. Just as she was about to speak, “Senior S” Chu Fu, still lying on the ground, suddenly groaned, writhing in pain on the floor.

Instantly, a tearing pain shot through Yan Jue’s chest! A heart-wrenching pain spread from her chest, almost tearing her apart. Yan Jue’s expression twisted in agony, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.

Not good. She had interfered with the development of the main couple’s relationship. She had only been thinking about how to knock the male lead out of the circle, completely forgetting this critical point. Allowing Qi Xianqing to see the male lead in such a sorry state, letting Qi Xianqing’s impression of the male lead plummet because of her actions she would have to pay the price.

Du Ming’s scream rang out from behind her, “Yan Jue, what’s wrong?!” Yan Jue was in so much pain she could barely breathe, and her vision started to darken. In her fading consciousness, she saw Qi Xianqing, with a cold expression, walking quickly toward her.

When Yan Jue woke up, her chest still ached faintly. The surroundings were very dark, with only a sliver of light faintly visible from outside the window. It was still daytime, but the curtains had been drawn. It was early spring, and the weather was cold, but Yan Jue didn’t feel cold at all in this room. Her outer robe had been untied, and her snow white inner garment was still properly on; her whole body was wrapped in a quilt, strangely resembling… an infant being tenderly swaddled.

Yan Jue was uncomfortable from the pain and felt hot. She reached up to scratch her collar, pulling the inner garment open and shifting to lie on her stomach. In the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the profoundly dark long sword placed on the table, and her pupils constricted slightly. Calling it a black long sword was actually incorrect Qi Xianqing only used a black scabbard. The true color of Candle Shadow was shadow cyan.

The immortal sword Candle Shadow lay on the table. Is this Qi Xianqing’s room?

Yan Jue stared at Candle Shadow for a while, then suddenly noticed that the long sword, which had been on the table, moved slightly. It suddenly flew up.

Candle Shadow wobbled in the air and actually flew toward her. Yan Jue watched it nervously. After all, it was this immortal sword that cut down all evil in the world, Candle Shadow, that finally pierced her chest, so Yan Jue was afraid of it from the bottom of her heart.

However, she saw Candle Shadow fly above her, pause for a moment, and then descend straight down. Yan Jue was startled, and before she could react, Candle Shadow fell vertically into Yan Jue’s arms. Yan Jue hurriedly caught it. Candle Shadow was a lightning-attribute immortal sword, warm and cool like jade, and felt very comfortable to the touch. It landed right on Yan Jue’s painful left chest, surprisingly providing some relief. Candle Shadow lay in Yan Jue’s arms like a small infant, its blade gently moving, affectionately nuzzling her shoulder.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the other side. Qi Xianqing walked in from outside. The first scene that entered her eyes was Yan Jue, with her clothes disheveled, sitting on the bed there, holding her immortal sword Candle Shadow.

“…”

Yan Jue felt this was probably the most awkward scene she had experienced since transmigrating here. With a jolt, she sat up, but the movement pulled at her chest pain, making her hiss in a cold breath: “Senior Sister, why are you here? This is a” After all, in the cultivation world, spying on someone else’s magical artifact was considered a very base act.

Before Yan Jue could finish speaking, she saw Qi Xianqing gently tap the table, “Did you go over there by yourself?”

Yan Jue was stunned. Is Qi Xianqing talking to the sword? Indeed, in the next second, she saw the immortal sword in her arms shake violently and suddenly detach from her, flying slowly to Qi Xianqing’s side, standing upright and not daring to move an inch.

Like a child who had made a mistake. “….”

Qi Xianqing stared at the immortal sword quietly, seeming to communicate with it. A trace of astonishment flickered across Qi Xianqing’s face, then Candle Shadow flew back to Qi Xianqing’s side. Yan Jue braced herself and cupped her hands toward Qi Xianqing, “Thank you, Senior Sister. I’ll take my leave now.” Because of being punished by the Heavenly Dao for interfering with the main couple’s relationship, Yan Jue knew she couldn’t explain it clearly, so she decided to leave first.

Just as she stood up, the long sword Candle Shadow beside Qi Xianqing suddenly flew over and blocked her path. Yan Jue, caught off guard, was gently touched on the shoulder by the blade and fell back onto the bed: “…”

“Sorry, Candle Shadow seems to be particularly fond of you,” Qi Xianqing said softly, resting her right hand on the table. “Put your clothes on properly first.”!