The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 63.1

Qi Xianqing shifted her body to dodge.

Yan Jue immediately followed up, reaching out to grab Qi Xianqing’s left hand. Qi Xianqing cooperated, allowing her to grasp it. Yan Jue suddenly exerted force in her waist, executing an incredibly beautiful take down throw.

Yan Jue completed the demonstration of all the martial arts. Fine sweat beaded on her fair forehead, and she was already out of breath.

She looked up at Qi Xianqing and asked, “Senior Sister, was there anything wrong with what I just did?”

Qi Xianqing looked at her and suddenly felt a sense of gratification.

So this is what it felt like to mentor a disciple, especially when one accepts a disciple with excellent talent in all aspects.

Qi Xianqing’s expression remained calm, but her gaze fell upon the gold collar on Yan Jue’s neck: “Have you completely mastered the Spirit Communication Technique?”

Yan Jue: “I can transform my magic artifact into a flying sword.”

She then formed a hand seal, and the gold collar on her neck instantly detached, transforming into a small, glittering gold sword.

Qi Xianqing pondered: “Then this time, I will teach you the Myriad Sword Spell.”

Yan Jue’s eyes lit up: “Thank you, Senior Sister.”

She suddenly realized something and hesitated: “But the Myriad Sword Spell belongs to the category of divine powers…”

It was a severe taboo for Five Dragon Gate disciples to privately impart divine powers or immortal spells, and Yan Jue was worried about Qi Xianqing being punished by the sect.

Qi Xianqing: “It’s fine. I went to see Master the other day and already requested approval for you. From now on, I can teach you divine powers independently.”

Yan Jue’s heart began to pound, replaced by an overwhelming euphoria. The awkwardness she initially felt towards Qi Xianqing was instantly thrown to the back of her mind: “Thank you, Senior Sister.”

Qi Xianqing glanced at her lightly, her tone seemingly containing a hint of a smile: “What, no discipleship ceremony?”

Yan Jue knelt on the ground as she had during the last ceremony and gently bowed towards Qi Xianqing.

Her arm was suddenly grabbed.

Yan Jue froze, her entire body instinctively tensing up.

When she was the little fox, Qi Xianqing loved to grab her paws and lift her up.

She still had injuries on her arms and couldn’t lift them easily. When Qi Xianqing grabbed her two arms, her mind went blank, and she couldn’t help but gasp in pain.

Qi Xianqing was slightly taken aback: “Did Junior Sister get hurt?”

“And I noticed your steps seemed a bit halting just now.”

The blood in Yan Jue’s body began to run cold: “I sustained a small injury a few days ago…”

Qi Xianqing looked at her for a long time, but fortunately, she didn’t dwell on the topic and instead shifted her gaze.

Qi Xianqing then transmitted the incantation to Yan Jue.

The so-called Myriad Sword Spell involves dividing a thread of the magic artifact’s divine thought into ten thousand parts.

For instance, after Yan Jue’s Dark Sea Profound Iron transforms into a flying sword, there is originally only one sword.

However, through the Myriad Sword Spell, one sword can be split into countless small swords, achieving a powerful, continuous attack effect.

Yan Jue frowned and immediately summoned the Dark Sea Profound Iron.

The golden collar instantly transformed into numerous small swords in the air.

Yan Jue formed hand seals, and countless small swords collectively struck the surface of the lake.

The calm lake instantly rippled.

Yan Jue summoned the Dark Sea Profound Iron again: “Heaven and Earth unite their energy, the seven nourish me, Haste!”

The Dark Sea Profound Iron instantly split into countless small flying swords in the air. Yan Jue concentrated her divine sense, and with a wave of her right hand, the myriad small swords in the sky immediately formed a neat ‘human’ character shape.

Yan Jue pointed again, and the small swords transformed into a single line.

Yan Jue lightly shouted: “Go.”

The neatly arranged small swords instantly flew out and smashed into the lake surface.

The calm lake surface was immediately struck, creating a water column three people high, accompanied by an earth shattering roar a spectacular sight indeed.

Qi Xianqing watched from behind, slightly stunned.

How was it that…

Yan Jue’s ability to learn divine powers was becoming increasingly terrifying?

When she first started teaching Yan Jue martial arts, it would take her seven or eight days, or even a month, to grasp a concept.

Now, the Myriad Sword Spell, which was not simple, was successfully executed after only three attempts.

“…”

Yan Jue turned around, looking at Qi Xianqing: “Please offer guidance, Senior Sister.”

Qi Xianqing remained silent for a moment before saying, somewhat stiffly: “What are your thoughts on the Myriad Sword Spell, Junior Sister?”

Yan Jue pondered: “I believe that a divine power like the Myriad Sword Spell should not merely pursue ‘quantity.’ While obliterating the opponent with a barrage of swords is certainly a good option, the true foundation of the Myriad Sword Spell’s power lies in the ‘myriad swords’ being flexible and unified.”

“When practicing the Myriad Sword Spell, the ‘myriad swords’ themselves are secondary. As long as each sword fulfills its role and attacks the opponent from different angles, even just a hundred swords would possess formidable power.”

Just as Qi Xianqing was about to speak, she suddenly heard the sound of applause behind her.

Qi Xianqing’s eyes narrowed, and she turned her head to look.

In the blue sky not far away, Fairy Yun Zhen arrived, riding the wind.

In the sunlight, her robes fluttered, and her demeanor was graceful and charming a beauty capable of toppling kingdoms, like a celestial being descending to the mortal world.

Yun Zhen landed nearby, looking at Yan Jue with keen interest and a smile: “Worthy of being the disciple my apprentice favors your understanding of the Myriad Sword Spell is unique.”

Yan Jue looked at Yun Zhen, her pupils slightly constricting.

The spiritual pressure emanating from this person was terrifying…

She was at least at the Eighth Stage level.

And within Five Dragon Mountain, anyone with Eighth Stage cultivation and such breathtaking beauty could only be Qi Xianqing’s master, Fairy Yun Zhen!

Yan Jue’s expression sobered instantly, and she immediately knelt before Yun Zhen: “Disciple pays respects to Venerable Yun Zhen.”

At the same time, Yun Zhen lowered her gaze, carefully sizing up the person before her.

The young woman wore a sky blue Taoist robe, a gold collar around her neck with three gold bells dangling from the end. Though her demeanor was gentle, her narrow, phoenix eyes added a touch of allure to her refined face, suggesting an innate charm.

This was intriguing.

She couldn’t discern the young woman’s spiritual pressure.

Yun Zhen quickly realized that this pretty young girl had cultivated the Breath Concealment Technique.

Having lived for so long, Yun Zhen considered herself to have seen countless people in the world.

Cultivators in this world, afraid that others wouldn’t know how powerful they were, would never conceal their spiritual pressure, often showing off their meager skills to become a laughing stock.

Out of a hundred people, perhaps only one would practice the Breath Concealment Technique.

Interesting, very interesting.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Fairy Yun Zhen: “So adorable! I didn’t expect Five Dragon Gate to have such a lovely young girl, huh?!”

“Aiya, you’ve been repressed for a long time at Five Dragon Gate, haven’t you? Look how serious you are.” Yun Zhen chuckled: “Don’t be afraid. You can treat me the same way you treat Xianqing. Both Xianqing and I are very easy to talk to.”

Yan Jue: “…”

Yun Zhen was genuinely enthusiastic and grabbed Yan Jue’s face, vigorously rubbing it.

Yan Jue instinctively stepped back, but was then molded into a ball by Yun Zhen.

Qi Xianqing cleared her throat and softly said, “Master. You’ll frighten her.”

Only then did Yun Zhen reluctantly let go of Yan Jue: “What is your name, little girl?”

Yan Jue: “I am Yan from Water Cloud Sect”

Qi Xianqing suddenly interjected: “Her name is Li Hong.”

Yan Jue: “…”

Yan Jue gave an awkward laugh: “Disciple is Yan Jue, using the alias Li Hong.”

Please, she wouldn’t dare conceal her true identity in front of Fairy Yun Zhen.

Yun Zhen looked at Qi Xianqing’s expressionless face and suddenly found it even more amusing.

Before coming, Yun Zhen had specifically inquired about the identity of this young disciple favored by Qi Xianqing, knowing she was a disciple of Water Cloud Sect named Yan Jue.

It was well-known that Qi Xianqing was the famous “wooden head” of their Shocking Fire Sect, who normally wouldn’t even crack a single joke. Yet, she was capable of joking around with this young girl.

Yun Zhen, always eloquent, chatted with Yan Jue for a few sentences.

“Are you planning to participate in the Five Dragon Summit in two months?”

Yan Jue laughed awkwardly: “I suppose I will. Doesn’t every disciple have to participate?”

It was still uncertain if she would live until then.

Yun Zhen: “Not every disciple participates, but aspiring disciples do. A cultivator must always be brave enough to try. If you don’t try, how will you know if you can win?”

“When Xianqing was little, she was never enthusiastic about anything, never joined any competition. Luckily, I forced her to participate back then…”

Qi Xianqing stood quietly to the side the entire time.

Yun Zhen: “You can come find me at Shocking Fire Sect in the future. What I teach is much better than Xianqing’s.”

Yan Jue’s eyes brightened: “Yes!”

Really? If she could go to Fairy Yun Zhen to learn martial arts, she would gain another important connection within Five Dragon Gate!

Furthermore, the martial arts taught by an Eighth Stage Great Power would be completely different.

Fairy Yun Zhen floated away, radiating an ethereal presence.

Yan Jue stared at the retreating figure of Fairy Yun Zhen, suddenly remembering Qi Xianqing, who had been forgotten nearby for quite some time.

Yan Jue turned around, just about to speak: “Senior”

Qi Xianqing pursed her lips, staring at Yun Zhen’s retreating back, and then suddenly lowered her eyes, whispering: “You are not allowed to go.”