The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 47

Yan Jue met Qi Xianqing’s eye roll and felt a pang of regret.

She had originally intended to tease Qi Xianqing.

Having spent so much time with Qi Xianqing, perhaps because she was so easygoing most of the time, Yan Jue had almost forgotten the awkwardness of their relationship and instinctively made a joke.

Making her look like a lecher.

Yan Jue quickly realized she had asked a rather unwise question.

The Immortal Art : Thousand Transformations was, quite plainly, just an illusion.

For example, if Qi Xianqing used the Immortal Art to transform into a little boy, he would only look like a little boy. If anyone made physical contact with her, they would notice something amiss.

However much it changed, the essence remained the same.

The transformed Qi Xianqing was still Qi Xianqing.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind rushed into the room!

The candlelight on the windowsill cabinet swayed violently, and a chilly wind blew all around.

Madam Fang on the bed suddenly groaned in agony.

A dark shadow leaped in from the window and landed steadily on Madam Fang’s stomach.

Yan Jue’s eyes snapped wide open.

In the dim light, vaguely above Madam Fang…

A headless ghost was standing on Madam Fang’s stomach, dancing.

The ghost was wearing a red long dress, and its graceful figure vaguely suggested it was a female ghost.

The female ghost’s tiny, three inch golden lotus feet suddenly stomped down towards Madam Fang’s stomach. With every stomp, Madam Fang cried out in pain.

Yan Jue frowned; if this continued, Madam Fang’s stomach would be stomped through.

A single sentence from Qi Xianqing pulled her back: “Be more scared, do you want to expose your identity?”

Yan Jue glared fiercely at her, reached out, and wrapped her arms around Qi Xianqing’s waist, her ears turning bright red. Tremblingly, she whispered, “Brother, I’m so scared…”

Qi Xianqing was caught off guard and suddenly pulled down to the floor, landing flat on her back.

The girl’s warm breath brushed against her ear. Qi Xianqing frowned slightly, and her earlobes were visibly turning red at a visible rate.

Yan Jue’s waist suddenly went soft, and a soft hand gripped her waist: “Sister, that’s enough.”

Qi Xianqing’s voice was very light, but Yan Jue heard it like a clap of thunder. She immediately sprang away, avoiding the hand on her waist.

The two of them conducted their conversation mostly in whispers, and with the chaos of the scene, their embrace made them truly look like a pair of siblings frightened out of their wits.

The headless female ghost continued dancing on Madam Fang.

Suddenly, the main door of the Fang residence was violently kicked open!

Yan Jue opened her eyes and looked over, only to see a Taoist acolyte with an immortal bearing walking in.

The acolyte was wearing a purplish-red robe, was handsome and fair-skinned with a ruddy complexion, and held a whisk in his hand.

The acolyte seemed to have also seen the ghost on the bed and suddenly shouted sternly, “Evil spirit, submit immediately!”

This loud shout startled the ghost, which spun around abruptly.

The acolyte took out a bottle from his robes and began chanting.

The fierce ghost suddenly let out a miserable shriek, then turned into a wisp of green smoke and fled into his bottle.

Yan Jue and Qi Xianqing both knew that this entire event was utterly absurd.

Exorcising a ghost should not follow this procedure.

Ghosts are the only ones among demons, monsters, and spirits that lack sanity, are the most brutal, bloodthirsty, without moral limits, and the hardest to deal with.

Collecting one’s own ghost is naturally easy.

However, in reality, removing a ghost would never happen like this.

The acolyte finished chanting a few spells, and the headless ghost turned into smoke and entered the bottle in his hand. Then, the acolyte waved his sleeve, gave a look of disdain to the “Fang siblings” huddled on the ground, and turned around to walk out with a cold expression.

Outside the Fang residence, a large crowd had already gathered.

Because the Celestial Master Suyang had long predicted the fierce ghost’s next target, the entire village knew about the incident at the Fang residence tonight and had come to watch early.

But Celestial Master Suyang hadn’t come tonight; his little acolyte had.

The acolyte, dressed in the purple robe, walked out of the mansion looking quite majestic.

Suddenly, a woman recognized him and cried out excitedly, “Look… That is my child! He, he has become an immortal who vanquishes demons and exterminates evil!”

“Three years have passed, child, child, do you still recognize me?” The woman rushed out of the crowd and grabbed the acolyte’s sleeve.

The acolyte looked at her coldly, a look of disgust flashing in his eyes, and with a violent flick of his sleeve, he turned and walked away.

Yan Jue stood by the doorway watching silently and couldn’t help but shake her head internally.

It was no wonder; these children had been sent to the “Old Immortal’s” cave dwelling since they were young, so it was normal for them to have no affection for their families.

Suddenly, her sleeve was tugged.

Yan Jue turned back to see Qi Xianqing, disguised as a boy, standing behind her.

Her lips moved, and she whispered lightly, “Go to the backyard.”

Yan Jue came to her senses, flashed to the courtyard, grabbed an iron shovel by the wall, mimicked Qi Xianqing’s movements, walked to the well, then walked seven steps east, squatted down, and dug with the shovel.

Sure enough, a pale yellow jade tally was buried in the ground.

A ghost tally used for controlling ghosts.

Qi Xianqing’s calm voice sounded from behind: “Someone deliberately released the fierce ghost and then sent someone to remove it, all to build up prestige among the common people and achieve their own goals.”

“There can only be one person who would do this.”

Yan Jue nodded, frowning slightly: “Celestial Master Suyang himself.”

Silence fell around them.

Yan Jue’s eyes darted around, and she suddenly said, “Should we establish a persona for ourselves?”

Qi Xianqing: “A persona?” She had never heard this term before.

Yan Jue: “A persona is… who you are, and who I am. We should establish a persona so we can coordinate better and prevent being exposed.”

Qi Xianqing found this interesting as she listened: “What kind of persona?”

Yan Jue stared at the fair-skinned, composed-looking youth before her: “You are a little boy who is excellent in all aspects, especially academically.”

Qi Xianqing was silent for a moment, then the corners of her lips curved slightly: “Then you can be a little sister who is extremely attached to her older brother, okay?”

Yan Jue: “? No!”

Qi Xianqing pondered: “I just asked Fang Sheng. Fang Hua is indeed usually that kind of girl, extremely attached to her brother, always following him around, and even needing to hug her brother to sleep…”

Seeing her become more serious, Yan Jue’s face inexplicably flushed: “??? No!”

After some discussion, the two finally agreed.

Fang Hu (Qi Xianqing) was a protective older brother who was excellent in all aspects and usually spoiled his sister.

And the sister, Fang Hua (Yan Jue)… was an innocent little girl who couldn’t live without her brother.

As they were talking, they suddenly saw Fang Sheng running over in a hurry: “Immortal… Big Brother, Little Sister! The Immortal Acolyte is looking for you!”

Back at the front, the two had already persuaded Fang Sheng to keep their secret for them.

Fang Sheng was a scholar, extremely intelligent, and naturally agreed once he learned of their identity from the Five Dragons Sect.

Yan Jue entered the room and saw the demon slaying Immortal Acolyte already standing by the stove, looking arrogantly at them.

As the two approached, the Acolyte spoke first: “The reason your house was haunted is because you offended the gods.”

Qi Xianqing: “Immortal Acolyte, then what should we do?”

Qi Xianqing once again refreshed Yan Jue’s understanding of her.

This woman was truly capable of playing any role.

As a timid little boy, she looked up at the Acolyte with seven or eight parts awe in her eyes.

She really looked like a little boy who knew nothing, accepting whatever others said.

The Acolyte: “You two will come back to my cave dwelling with me and serve as treasury boys. My master will naturally teach you Immortal Arts and protect you from evil for the rest of your lives.”

Qi Xianqing: “Okay, then my brother and I will return to the cave dwelling with you.”

In the dead of night, a donkey cart slowly drove out of Little Apricot Village.

The Acolyte sat on the cart, with the “Fang siblings” sitting beside him.

Even though Qi Xianqing had transformed into a boy, she still possessed an extraordinary, detached aura. Dressed in slightly narrow, coarse hemp clothes, she sat quietly on the cart, her back ramrod straight.

Yan Jue ultimately yielded to her persona, sitting tightly next to Qi Xianqing but keeping her head far away.

After all, they were infiltrating the Suyang Immortal Abode to investigate, and Yan Jue was afraid of being exposed.

However…

She still could not refuse Qi Xianqing’s scent. Being this close now, that faint, subtle fragrance seemed to entice her, rising to her nose and making her heart beat wildly.

As the donkey cart ascended the mountain path, the surroundings were suddenly enveloped in thick fog.

Mist rolled in waves, obscuring the direction; damp moisture was everywhere.

Yan Jue: “Taoist Master.”

The Acolyte, being only about ten years old, had his eyebrows raised slightly at being called “Taoist Master,” and he became somewhat carried away by vanity: “What is it?”

Yan Jue asked innocently, “Where are we going?”

The Acolyte: “Naturally, to my master’s Suyang Immortal Abode.”

Yan Jue took a deep breath of the moisture in the air: “But this fog is too thick. Won’t we get lost in the mountains?”

The Acolyte: “You naturally don’t need to worry about that. I have…”

Yan Jue frowned slightly, vaguely smelling a strong scent of blood nearby!

“ROAR!!!” A deafening roar tore through the air.

Suddenly, a grotesque dark shadow appeared ahead!

Yan Jue was slightly startled, and a shriveled face suddenly appeared in the dense fog.

The face was pitch black, and one could vaguely see a pair of eyes glowing with a terrifying blue light it was a monster!

The monster opened its massive, gaping mouth and lunged towards them with a wild roar!

The Acolyte frowned slightly and immediately took a luminous pearl from his robes.

A dazzling white light suddenly erupted from the luminous pearl, instantly illuminating for several miles.

Yan Jue stared at the luminous pearl and was suddenly struck by a wave of nausea, instinctively closing her eyes.

The monster suddenly let out a piercing shriek, and then its body began to emit green smoke.

Yan Jue was stunned by the sudden flashing and dimming of the light from the Acolyte’s pearl.

The screams grew louder.

A pungent, burnt smell began to permeate the air. The monster’s black face gradually turned into wisps of thick smoke, disappearing completely within ten breaths.

Yan Jue: “Taoist Master, what kind of magical artifact is that? It’s so powerful.”

The Acolyte put away the luminous pearl, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: “This is called the Spirit Dissolving Pearl. It gathers the righteous energy of the world and is specialized in killing demons and ghosts. The thing that attacked us in the fog just now was a Mountain Imp, which fears this Spirit Dissolving Pearl the most.”

No wonder.

This bizarre pearl specialized in killing demons and ghosts, no wonder this little fox demon felt uncomfortable.

The Acolyte: “Once you enter the cave dwelling, if you behave well, it won’t take three years for you to receive a magical artifact bestowed by my master, just like me.”

The Acolyte looked at Yan Jue sitting obediently next to Fang Hu, her fair little face flushed slightly, looking truly delicate and like a little bird clinging to its protector.

Having lived in the cave dwelling for so long, he had never seen such a captivating and beautiful young girl. His heart involuntarily skipped a beat, and he beckoned to her: “Sister, come sit here. I’ll tell you more about the current situation.”

Heh, men.

Yan Jue rolled her eyes: “Taoist Master… please put the pearl away first, I’m scared.”

The Acolyte put the pearl away and considerately beckoned to Yan Jue: “Come, come here and I’ll hold you.”

Just as Yan Jue was about to stand up, her arm was suddenly pulled, and she fell back to sit next to Qi Xianqing unprepared.

Yan Jue whipped her head around to look at the boy’s expressionless face.

A voice sounded next to her ear: “Sister, sit next to me. Don’t run around.”

“…”

The Acolyte looked at Fang Hua, who had returned to sitting next to the boy, with confusion: “What’s wrong?”

Yan Jue gritted her teeth fiercely: “I still want to sit next to my big brother.”

The Acolyte: “Why are you so attached to your brother? You’re already this old, aren’t you ashamed?”

Yan Jue glanced at Qi Xianqing, who hadn’t said anything the whole time, and who had slightly closed her eyes.

She had a feeling this woman was trying hard not to laugh!