The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 52.1

Qi Xianqing sighed faintly.
“…You really…”

Zhu Ying shook violently, about to lose all strength and drop her when a soft sound echoed, and someone caught it.

Qi Xianqing froze.

A bright, beautiful girl’s face came into view.

Yan Jue clenched her teeth, blood drained from her face.
She pulled hard on a golden rope wound tightly around her arms.
The rope coiled around Zhu Ying as well, lifting Qi Xianqing upward together with it.

Half an hour earlier

Yan Jue crushed the messenger talisman and waited anxiously.

The door of the infirmary was suddenly slammed open.

A mighty giant beast resembling a tiger barged in, lifting its head and letting out a thunderous roar, scaring the children inside the cave into stunned silence.
In the next moment, many burst into tears.

Xue Shuangxing followed behind the beast, brows furrowed in surprise.
“I thought you two would be taking a long time undercover. Why have things already”

Yan Jue: “There was an accident. Anyway, I’m entrusting these children to you.”

Xue Shuangxing nodded. She formed hand seals and cast the Heaven-in-the-Belly technique.

The giant beast’s belly glowed faintly.

It strode before the children and opened its gaping maw swallowing them safely into its internal space.

Xue Shuangxing turned.
“I have a small teleportation array prepared. Lord Mengheng’s powers are vast; she can easily handle things alone. Staying here will only hinder her. We should leave first.”

Yan Jue: “No. I’m going to help her.”

Xue Shuangxing was speechless.

The girl looked like she was only at the Second Realm.
Where did she get the confidence that she could help Menghengjun at all?

“I know she’s your senior sister, but now is not the time to be impulsive”

Yan Jue rushed out.

Xue Shuangxing: “…”

Being a fox spirit, Yan Jue’s sense of smell was exceptionally sharp.
Even from far away, she could detect the scent of Qi Xianqing’s celestial spiritual body.

The spider demon was clearly strong same Fourth Realm as Qi Xianqing, but demons were innately far stronger than human cultivators.

Which meant Qi Xianqing was in danger.

Yan Jue launched into Flying Swallow Step. Wind surged beneath her feet as she sped toward the cave named Drunken Breeze.

By now, Drunken Breeze was nothing like before.

The temperature inside had skyrocketed.
The black stone ground had split open, revealing the molten lava beneath.

The lava’s heat made the surrounding rocks glow faintly gold.

Yan Jue quickly spotted Qi Xianqing hanging from the cliff side, gripping Zhu Ying.
Even in such a situation, her breathtakingly beautiful face showed almost no expression only a faint crease between her brows, her complexion pale.

Countless small spiders crawled beneath her feet spiders wreathed in ghostly flames, exhaling faint green poison.

Sensing Yan Jue’s presence, the tiny spiders surged toward her like a tide, trying to force her back.

Yan Jue retreated a step, choking on the poisonous mist.

Demonic energy filled the air the North Sea Xuan Iron at her collar trembled violently.

Yan Jue stared at the spiders her amber eyes flashing with a faint golden glow.

Something faintly emerged above her.

Had Qi Xianqing seen it, she would have been utterly stunned.

A massive crimson fox spirit form rose behind Yan Jue half-transparent, looming in the air, its golden eyes ferocious, its sharp fangs gleaming with primeval savagery that made one subconsciously want to kneel.

Instantly, the tiny spiders recoiled in terror.

Yan Jue leapt toward Qi Xianqing and raised the North Sea Xuan-Iron.

The second technique of the Spirit Linking Art spun rapidly in her mind, becoming clearer, smoother.

The iron transformed into a thumb thick rope, winding around Zhu Ying again and again.

Yan Jue pulled with all her strength.

Qi Xianqing met the girl’s clear amber phoenix eyes her own gaze tightening slightly.

Using that force, she leapt upward.

The spiders that had fled earlier seemed to catch wind of her celestial scent once more, surging forward like a wave.

Yan Jue could no longer use her fox form now.
The poisonous swarm approached rapidly.

Qi Xianqing formed a seal.

And suddenly she summoned a painting.

The painting was deep green, its scroll rimmed with faint gilded patterns.
As it unfurled in the air, Yan Jue saw a verdant bamboo forest and an inn…

She froze. She remembered this painting.

It was the illusion artifact they seized back in Nanxing Town!

Qi Xianqing had already subdued this earth level artifact and made it her own.

She raised the painting high.
A powerful suction burst forth.

The mass of spiders was sucked into the painting in an instant.

When everything ended, the cave grew silent.

Qi Xianqing sat cross-legged, attempting to expel the poison from her body.

But this spider’s venom was extremely potent it wouldn’t be expelled so easily.

The dark bruising on her arm only deepened.
Sweat dripped down Qi Xianqing’s face.

“Hah… hah…” She steadied her chaotic breathing and looked up at Yan Jue.

Her injuries were many, and most were tainted with poison.

If she and Yan Jue were core disciples from the same sect, letting the other suck out the poison wouldn’t be impossible.

After all… they were both women.

But they clearly weren’t that close.

Qi Xianqing said, “We’ll have to wait until we return to the mountain so Master can…”

She walked forward two steps when a sudden dizziness struck, forcing her to brace against the wall.

Yan Jue caught her.
“You really went too far.”

Qi Xianqing met her worried gaze.
“Thank you. I’m not so weak that I can’t stand.”

Yan Jue released her, and Qi Xianqing walked forward again, sealing her acupoints to suppress the pain.
Another wave of dizziness hit; she nearly fell.

Yan Jue suddenly thought of something and stepped forward.

Qi Xianqing still thinking about the idea of poison extraction instinctively stepped back, eyes wary.

Yan Jue held out a pill.
“This detox pill can cure most poisons in the world.”

Qi Xianqing blinked, surprised.

Yan Jue held two faint blue pills simple looking, glowing softly in the dim light.

Qi Xianqing knew no ordinary medicine could cure this poison.

But seeing Yan Jue’s earnest expression, she accepted the pill and swallowed it.

She sat cross-legged and meditated briefly.

Amazingly the bruise marks on her arm began to fade.

Qi Xianqing opened her eyes, genuinely surprised.

Yan Jue didn’t say where the pill came from, and Qi Xianqing didn’t ask.
In this world, asking about another’s fortune or opportunity was a breach of cultivation etiquette.

Yan Jue suddenly asked:
“You could have escaped. Why insist on staying to kill it?”

Qi Xianqing replied,
“Kill a demon, and the world has one less evil. Ordinary people have one less danger.”

“Besides, that spider demon has killed countless people. It deserved death.”

Yan Jue fell silent.

Qi Xianqing’s hatred for demons ran deeper than most.

Clearly, everything Yan Jue had tried explaining to her over the past few days had gone unheard.

No wonder.
How could the heroine’s hatred toward demons be changed so easily?

After fully dissolving the poison, Qi Xianqing stood.
She still didn’t let Yan Jue help her walking alone to the shattered cliff edge.
Her eyes drifted to the Red Lotus Hellfire below.

Her gaze flickered.

She took out a glazed bottle from her storage pouch and whispered, “Collect.”

The Red Lotus Hellfire rose, forming a golden dragon in the air before being drawn slowly into the bottle.

Qi Xianqing looked back at Yan Jue’s confused expression.

She explained succinctly:
“Red Lotus Hellfire is hard to obtain. It can help me break through.”

Yan Jue was speechless.

Qi Xianqing was still the same placing cultivation above all else.

Qi Xianqing sat down alone, closing her eyes for meditation.

The fire’s power surged into her body, burning her qi sea.
She frowned in pain.

Then she heard Yan Jue’s voice beside her:
“I’ll guard you.”

Qi Xianqing opened her eyes, stunned.

Yan Jue looked down at her eyes gentle and unwavering.

Her hair was still tied in two small horn braids. Her lips were red, her teeth gleaming, her long phoenix eyes deep and steady.
It felt as though simply standing there, she could shield Qi Xianqing from most of the world’s hardships.

Qi Xianqing was silent for a long time.
Her voice was soft.
“…Thank you.”

Someone guarding her.

Qi Xianqing had never experienced such a thing.

She had always been alone.
Even Zhou Leng, the closest person in her sect, had never guarded her in this way.

The Red Lotus Hellfire burned fiercely, flooding into her dantian and scorching her qi sea.

Qi Xianqing’s brows knit tightly, sweat dripping down her cheeks as she channeled all her spiritual energy to endure the blaze.

Guarding her was no easy task for Yan Jue either.

Her entire body was drenched in sweat, as if she had been submerged in water.
She sat cross-legged, feeling the scorching waves radiating from Qi Xianqing and faint traces of crackling energy in the air.

For the first time, Yan Jue sensed Qi Xianqing’s meridians so vividly as if holding the girl’s life in her hands.

Qi Xianqing’s breathing was low and suppressed.
Yan Jue’s ears tingled from the strain, she frowned slightly and recited the Heart-Calming Mantra.

The spiritual fire scorched Qi Xianqing’s qi sea. Yan Jue could almost hear the storm-like crackling from her dantian.

The North Sea Xuan Iron circled in the air, gradually wrapping around Qi Xianqing.
Yan Jue twisted her wrist, coating the iron in layers of frost cooling Qi Xianqing’s burning body.