The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 43

After Yun Zhen finished her lengthy discourse, the master and disciple remained silent.

Suddenly, a clear, ethereal sound came from outside the door.

“Yo ah”

Qi Xianqing looked up and saw that a snow white deer had appeared at the door at some point.

The white deer walked in, saying, “Yo ah”

Yun Zhen said, “Ah Jiu, you’re here.”

The white deer arched its head toward Yun Zhen’s desk. “Yo ah”

This was an extremely beautiful white deer, tall in stature, with two antlers branching out like pine branches. Its pupils were a fiery red, and intricate patterns could faintly be seen on its forehead.

This was the spirit pet of Fairy Yun Zhen from the Shock Fire Sect a Fifth Realm Nine Colored Deer.

The Nine Colored Deer is extremely rare in the human world. It is called a Nine Colored Deer because its pupils can display nine different colors, with each color representing a divine ability. One had to admit, although Yun Zhen was usually quite casual, she raised her spirit beast very well.

Qi Xianqing suddenly recalled something and asked, “Disciple has one question I wish to ask Master.”

Yun Zhen replied, “Go ahead.”

Qi Xianqing asked, “If a spirit pet is disobedient and mischievous, causing trouble at home, what should be done?”

Yun Zhen said, “Naturally, a whipping lesson. Don’t look at them as utterly lovable if they aren’t taught properly when young, they will grow into vicious beasts and cause trouble for those around them.”

Qi Xianqing frowned slightly, “Does Master usually use…”

With a summon of her right hand, Yun Zhen’s Qiankun Box flew open in response. A jet black, glistening Black Python Whip appeared in her hand. “Have you acquired a spirit beast?”

Qi Xianqing replied, “No, a friend is raising one.”

Yun Zhen smiled, “You are already in the Fourth Realm; it is time for you to raise a spirit beast too. Let’s go to Clear Autumn Path another day to catch one.”

Qi Xianqing’s gaze shifted, “Master, could you lend me this Black Python Whip?”

Yun Zhen waved her hand, and the Black Python Whip traced an elegant arc across the sky, landing steadily in Qi Xianqing’s hand. “If you want to use it, just take it. I’ve said it before, if you want to use anything of mine, just take it.”

Yan Jue had been pondering the Spirit Communication Art that Qi Xianqing taught her since they parted that day.

That’s right, the Spirit Communication Art was exactly as Qi Xianqing had said it was very difficult.

Everything in the world has spirituality; mastering the Spirit Communication Art is mastering the method to communicate with all things in the world.

Yan Jue looked down at the profound iron in her hand. She could already use her divine sense to turn the profound iron into a gold necklace, but if she mastered the Spirit Communication Art to a deeper level, she could transform the profound iron into items like long swords, long whips, or long staffs. Just thinking about it made Yan Jue extremely excited.

This time, Yan Jue wasn’t completely lost, as she had managed to peek at Qi Xianqing’s notes, and with slow deliberation, she was bound to find a result.

Yan Jue spent every day in her room reviewing and practicing her strikes; the heavy sandbags tied to her wrists were gradually becoming lighter. Yan Jue then started tying sandbags filled with spiritual energy around her waist.

Gradually, learning the Spirit Communication Art was no longer her primary challenge.

What troubled Yan Jue the most was: once she finished learning the Spirit Communication Art, how could she trick Qi Xianqing into teaching her another martial art?

“…”

One day, Yan Jue walked out of her room and knocked on Du Ming’s door.

Du Ming looked a bit apprehensive upon seeing her, “Yan Jue, what do you want this time?”

Yan Jue smiled faintly, “I look like a mouse seeing a cat to you.”

Indeed, Du Ming currently felt like a mouse seeing a cat when she saw Yan Jue. This was because, for the past few days, Yan Jue had come looking for a fight almost every day. And her rules were especially strange under the guise of body tempering, she wouldn’t let Du Ming use divine abilities or her immortal sword; it was purely bare knuckle combat between the two of them. The result, more often than not, was Du Ming being thrown out by Yan Jue. Although body tempering wasn’t wrong, Du Ming reasoned that she wasn’t a body cultivator, so what was the point of fighting bare-handed all the time? Furthermore, with Yan Jue being so enthusiastic about martial arts, could she be planning to pursue the path of body cultivation! Du Ming couldn’t help but look at the slender girl in front of her, feeling a bit incredulous.

Yan Jue said, “I’m not fighting today. Are we going to class?”

Du Ming slapped her forehead, Look at my memory; I completely forgot about class.

For outer disciples of the Water Cloud Sect, there were only two ways to learn divine abilities: The first was to borrow relevant books from the Scripture Pavilion themselves, and the second was to attend the large group classes uniformly taught by inner disciples. Du Ming, having just entered the inner sect for a year, was also required to attend a fixed large group class every seven days. The location for these large group classes was the Sunset Pavilion on Five Dragon Mountain.

Du Ming and Yan Jue arrived at the entrance of the Sunset Pavilion. In the center of the courtyard, they saw a gilded, jet black rotating wheel. The center of the wheel was carved with dragons and phoenixes, quietly spinning in the sunlight. Many disciples were already gathered around it.

Such gilded rotating wheels were very common in the Five Dragon Gate. The Cloud Gazing Pavilion, which specialized in announcing news about rare materials, and the Steward’s Pavilion, which specialized in announcing missions for descending the mountain trials, both used these gilded rotating wheels.

Yan Jue and Du Ming approached the wheel and saw that there were only five notices today.

• Golden Steel Sect: Fang Ping, Beginner Course on Metal Type Divine Abilities.
• Wood Yin Sect: Jiang Lang, Beginner Course on Wood-Type Healing Arts.
• Water Cloud Sect: Jiang Mengyun, Breathing and Circulation Cultivation Method.
• …..

Yan Jue’s gaze almost instinctively landed on the last notice.

• Shock Fire Sect: Qi Xianqing.

Du Ming exclaimed, “Master Mengheng is teaching today! Then I definitely have to choose it!” She reached out to take it.

Yan Jue quickly stopped her, “Forget it. The divine abilities taught by the Shock Fire Sect are different from ours at the Water Cloud Sect.”

Du Ming countered, “Come on, the divine abilities taught in these large group classes are universal for disciples of the Immortal Sects; they don’t care about Shock Fire Sect or Water Cloud Sect.”

A disciple from the Golden Steel Sect nearby overheard their conversation and chimed in with a laugh, “You two don’t know, Master Mengheng is very busy and rarely teaches. Her teaching frequency is probably only about once a month. In short, she’s not as diligent as the other Senior Brothers and Sisters. Everyone who came today has struck immense good fortune!”

Perhaps because word had gotten around, this small Sunset Pavilion inexplicably became more crowded. Seeing that the class notices on the wheel were about to be snatched up, Du Ming quickly grabbed two. “Let’s go into the classroom first.”

Yan Jue said, “…Never mind, I’ll go listen to the Wood Yin Sect’s class instead.”

Du Ming said, “No way, Yan Jue! Do you not want to attend Qi Xianqing’s class, or do you not want to see Senior Sister Mengheng?” “Did you two have another falling out?”

Yan Jue replied, “…No, not really.”

Yan Jue didn’t intentionally avoid Qi Xianqing’s class. It was just that ever since the last time she turned into a fox and slept with Qi Xianqing, she had felt weird. She couldn’t pinpoint what was strange, but every time she saw Qi Xianqing, she just felt awkward. Yan Jue, coming from modern times, had seen the chaotic world of the modern era. Sleeping with Qi Xianqing, such an intimate action, made it hard for her not to overthink things.

Du Ming grabbed Yan Jue’s arm, “Hurry up! I’ve already taken the passes! I just checked, the other classes are all filler, only Master Mengheng’s class is worth listening to.”

Yan Jue: “…” Is it worth listening to, or worth seeing!

Since the outer sect was basically full of slackers who didn’t strive for improvement, these large group classes usually had few attendees. Senior Sister Mengheng’s class was always the exception. The large classroom on the left side of the Sunset Pavilion was packed to capacity.

Qi Xianqing, wearing a plain black martial outfit, stood on the podium with an expressionless face. Her gaze flickered when she saw that familiar silhouette stepping into the classroom. The front rows were mostly occupied, so Yan Jue had to follow Du Ming to the back seats. Amidst the dense crowd, she spotted Chu Fu’s handsome face in the front row with just one glance. After a few days, the aura emanating from the young man had advanced another level; he was probably at the Mid-Foundation Establishment stage now. He seemed to have arrived very early, sitting in the first row directly facing Qi Xianqing, his expression focused, his features showing a youthful innocence, and his back held ramrod straight. Qi Xianqing is indeed the male lead’s eternal white moonlight, Yan Jue almost laughed at the scene. The male lead has liked her since childhood.

As if sensing her gaze, Qi Xianqing suddenly looked up, her dark peach blossom eyes meeting hers. Yan Jue immediately lowered her head, avoiding her gaze.

Qi Xianqing: “…”

Following a melodious bell, the class began. To Yan Jue’s surprise, even though Qi Xianqing was usually cold to others, she lectured very well, explaining various obscure divine abilities with perfect clarity. Yan Jue’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, gradually becoming engrossed.

Near the end of the class, Qi Xianqing personally handed out a stack of papers, one sheet to everyone. This was another unique aspect of Qi Xianqing’s teaching. Usually, inner disciples’ classes would have outer disciples assist them tasks like handing out papers during class were done by outer disciples. However, Qi Xianqing rarely asked outer disciples to help. (Although, outer disciples were always eager to volunteer.)

Qi Xianqing announced, “Today we covered basic divine abilities. Now is the proficiency test.” “Write down all the incantations for the divine abilities covered in today’s class.”

Before her words even finished, everyone gasped in disbelief. A single class session was only half an hour long. Qi Xianqing had been pouring out crucial knowledge like emptying a sack, as if afraid they wouldn’t learn enough, but there were too many abilities taught how could anyone possibly memorize them all in half an hour!!!

Yan Jue stared at her notes for a while, then calmly flipped her paper over and began writing from memory. Her memory was always excellent, and since she had figured out the pattern of Qi Xianqing’s board writing, recalling it wasn’t too difficult.

Qi Xianqing stood with her hands behind her back, walking between the seats, and soon found herself next to Yan Jue’s seat, looking down at her. Qi Xianqing’s aura was close enough to smell, resembling that night, with a faint scent of plum blossoms floating around. Yan Jue felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Feeling Qi Xianqing’s gaze on her side, as if it had substance, her earlobes unconsciously turned red. Even the divine abilities firmly remembered in her mind slipped away.

Qi Xianqing paused in surprise. Isn’t this imp always fearless? It seems like every time she sees me after learning the ‘Spirit Communication Art,’ she keeps her distance. Qi Xianqing narrowed her eyes and suddenly curved her lips, “Your cultivation method…”

“Clatter” The pen in Yan Jue’s hand fell to the floor.

Qi Xianqing: “…”

Time always passed remarkably quickly when a fairy was teaching.

As the class neared its end, Qi Xianqing slowly began collecting the written tests. She collected all the papers quickly. Everyone felt like they hadn’t learned enough.

Qi Xianqing leaned on the podium and suddenly announced, “I will be descending the mountain for a trial soon.”

“Huh?!” Everyone in the room instantly perked up their ears. Did Mengheng Jun take the wrong channel? Why announce something about descending the mountain in the classroom?

Qi Xianqing said calmly, “I plan to select an assistant from the outer disciples to accompany me down the mountain. Is anyone willing?”

Holy cow, is this the perk of attending Mengheng Jun’s class in the morning?! Everyone’s eyes lit up. But that light quickly vanished. Although accompanying Fairy Qi on an earthly mission would be a heavenly favor, everyone knew that any mission Qi Xianqing assigned would not be easy. They were all outer disciples, accustomed to lazing around in the sect, and they valued their lives.

After about ten seconds, a few people raised their hands. “Me.” “Me!” “Me.” “…”

Yan Jue looked up from the crowd. A total of four people had raised their hands: three males and one female, mostly those sitting in the front rows. Chu Fu was among them, along with a few spirited disciples from the Golden Steel Sect. The only girl was… Du Ming next to her.

“?” Yan Jue turned to stare at her, “Why did you raise your hand?”

Du Ming replied with a face full of shyness, “I also want to go on a mission with Senior Sister Mengheng.” “Yan Jue, don’t you want to go? Didn’t you work together happily with Senior Sister Mengheng last time!”

Yan Jue said, “I’m not going.”

On the podium, Qi Xianqing glanced at those who raised their hands and said expressionlessly, “There are too many people; only one is needed.” “This descent will also be a selection based on merit, choosing the person with the best aptitude.”

Qi Xianqing drew her sword and slowly drew a circle on the floor.

The tip of the Candle Shadow Sword touched the ground, gradually coalescing into a faint cyan halo: “Anyone who wishes to go must participate in a martial arts trial here. The final victor may descend the mountain with me.”

“Drawing a circle?”

Du Ming paused, turning to look at Yan Jue, “Yan Jue, Senior Sister Mengheng’s habit is the same as yours.”

Yan Jue couldn’t help but mutter inwardly, Of course it’s the same; I learned the circle-drawing martial contest from this savage.

Afterward, all those who had raised their hands stepped forward onto the platform.

Chu Fu took the lead, cupping his hands toward Qi Xianqing, “Senior Sister, may I ask what the rules of the trial are…”

Qi Xianqing stated, “Pairs will be formed, engage in combat on the platform, and the final winner prevails.”

Chu Fu quickly said, “Oh, okay, so it’s”

“Of course, descending the mountain this time is not without reward.” Qi Xianqing’s gaze swept over the expressionlessly playing dead Yan Jue at the back of the classroom, and she suddenly revealed a faint smile, “If the disciple who descends the mountain with me returns, I will…”

Yan Jue’s pupils suddenly dilated.

“Personally teach them martial arts.”

As expected, immediately after those words fell, the person at the very back of the classroom slowly raised their hand, “I’ll join too…”

Qi Xianqing looked at Yan Jue, her eyes shining with an imperceptible smile.

“…”

After Yan Jue raised her hand, everyone instantly turned their heads. Upon seeing who it was in the back row, almost everyone showed a slight shock.

Huh…? Yan Jue’s beauty was unparalleled throughout the Five Dragon Mountain, and she frequently appeared in the Five Dragon Gazetteer early on, being linked with the most handsome person in the entire