The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 63

The little fox ran away.

Originally, Yan Jue was lying on the ground, sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, it felt like someone was watching it, and a chill ran down its spine.

Yan Jue opened its eyes, looked up, and suddenly saw Qi Xianqing sitting at her desk reading a book.

The girl flipped through the book expressionlessly, and although she said nothing, the little fox could sense the low pressure emanating from her.

Yan Jue stared at Qi Xianqing for a long time, then suddenly felt an internal surge of spiritual power, like a gushing spring, so full it seemed about to overflow.

Yan Jue’s gaze shifted to the piece of wood Qi Xianqing had placed on the desk.

It was the wood she had just been gnawing on with the piglet.

Qi Xianqing looked down at her and cleared her throat: “Does the wood taste good?”

The little fox sat up, tilted its head, and didn’t seem to understand.

Qi Xianqing: “Didn’t I tell you not to touch my things without permission?”

The little fox’s eyes suddenly widened, making it even more confused.

Qi Xianqing then picked up the remaining half-piece of wood from the desk and placed it on the little fox’s head.

Yan Jue froze, sitting on the ground, not daring to move.

Qi Xianqing poked its wet nose, leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed, and looked at it with a half-smile: “Hold it like this, don’t move.”

“If I don’t say move, you mustn’t move.”

In the quiet room, the little fox sat rigidly upright on the floor, absolutely still.

The piece of wood on its head, naturally, remained perfectly steady.

After about half a zhang of tea time (a brief period), Qi Xianqing got up and went outside to fetch water to wash her face.

Seeing her leave, Yan Jue immediately put the wood back on the table and fled in a panic.

Yan Jue returned to her dormitory and only slept for three shichen (six hours).

Before dawn, she went down the mountain again.

She was incredibly busy lately the crucial plot point was fast approaching, and she had too many things to prepare.

Being with Qi Xianqing in the evening was probably the only happy time during this stressful period.

Yan Jue, dressed in a Taoist robe, quickly descended the mountain.

Her destination was clear: she headed straight for the Zuichunlou (Drunken Spring House) in Qingye Town.

Located in the red light district, Zuichunlou was the largest brothel in Qingye Town.

Yan Jue had a certain sentimentality for Zuichunlou after all, it was the first place she visited for her cultivation trial after transmigrating here.

At that time, she was just a mediocre Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. Now, she was a small disciple at the Fusion stage, comparable to Lord Meng Heng.

Hahaha.

Compared to a year ago, Zuichunlou was indeed much more prosperous and lively.

It was approaching dusk and dinner time, and the hall was bustling with people and noisy chatter.

The madam of the house clearly still recognized her and rushed out to greet her: “Immortal Master, what brings you here? Is there anything I can help you with?”

Yan Jue: “I’m looking for Miss Rouyi.”

The madam was stunned for a moment, then gave a knowing smile: “Certainly. I’ll go up and fetch her right away, Immortal Master. Please wait a moment.”

Yan Jue waited in the hall for a long time.

Just like last time, she attracted many eyes both men and women.

Fortunately, this time she wore a Breath Concealment Cloak.

The large cloak covered her head, and the veil hung down, concealing her appearance. At first glance, she truly looked like a young Taoist carrying a sword.

This saved her a lot of trouble.

After about half a zhang of tea time, a slender figure descended the stairs.

Rouyi, dressed in a light crimson, gold embroidered butterfly dress, her sleeves fluttering and her steps light, came downstairs. When she saw Yan Jue, her face flushed.

She asked a little awkwardly, “May I ask why the Immortal Master is looking for Rouyi?”

Yan Jue: “Miss Rouyi mentioned last time that I could look for you if I wanted to learn charm techniques.”

Yan Jue had been pondering in her room a few days ago when this detail finally clicked.

It turned out that some matters had already connected with her.

She remembered that when she first transmigrated, she came to Zuichunlou to catch the murderer of several women.

At that time, Rouyi, to thank her, had mentioned the Jade Faced Goddess.

This was a stroke of luck for her; she could go directly to the Jade-Faced Goddess through Rouyi, saving her the trouble of wandering around the mountains alone.

Charm techniques?

Rouyi was momentarily taken aback. She had only mentioned it casually last time.

By the look of this Immortal Master, she seemed every bit like a righteous female hero.

Why would she actively seek to learn charm techniques?

However, hearing Yan Jue’s request, Rouyi gladly replied, “I did indeed learn charm techniques from the Jade-Faced Goddess in the Spring Blossom Cave. If the Immortal Master needs it, I can take you there…”

Yan Jue cupped her hands: “That would be a great help.”

Rouyi took Yan Jue out of the city and quickly led her up a small mountain.

As they walked, Yan Jue quietly observed her surroundings.

Rouyi: “This is called Little Spring Mountain. Has the Immortal Master ever been here before?”

Yan Jue: “No, never.”

Yan Jue paused, looking at the verdant trees nearby, and asked with some hesitation: “What kind of person is this Jade Faced Goddess you speak of? Does she charge for teaching you charm techniques?”

Rouyi: “The Jade Faced Goddess is kind and benevolent, a genuinely good person… She never charged Rouyi for teaching the charm techniques.”

“Does the Immortal Master know that the Jade Faced Goddess often teaches charm techniques and divine powers to my sisters? Every head courtesan in the brothels of Qingye Town has, more or less, received her genuine instruction.”

Yan Jue: “Did she truly not set any conditions for teaching you?”

Rouyi: “Conditions… she did have one.”

Yan Jue: “Oh? What condition?”

Rouyi looked at Yan Jue timidly: “Every time we entertain a guest, we absorb a small portion of that man’s Yang energy and offer it to the Jade Faced Goddess.”

Yang energy is something men are naturally born with, and new Yang energy is regenerated daily.

Absorbing only a small amount would not be harmful.

Yan Jue frowned.

Logically, the Jade Faced Goddess had never harmed anyone before, so why would she suddenly go crazy and target Old Master Li?

And harm him so terribly.

Didn’t she know that going too far would attract cultivators?

If Yan Jue hadn’t intended to use the white fox and thus intervened to save it this time, it would probably have been destroyed by Yun Jie’s summoned soldiers long ago.

Perhaps if she hadn’t gone after Old Master Li, she wouldn’t have met the male lead, and the subsequent plot wouldn’t have unfolded, so the original author deliberately arranged it this way. Yan Jue couldn’t help but inwardly grumble.

The mountain path was winding, and Yan Jue and Rouyi chatted intermittently.

After about an hour, the sky began to grow dark.

Unknowingly, the two arrived in front of a cave dwelling.

This was a cave dwelling naturally connected to the mountain. The entrance was quite clean.

Yan Jue took a deep breath and could smell the dampness of water.

There was also a faint scent of demon energy.

Rouyi observed the cave entrance for a moment, then went up to the cave wall and gently knocked three times with her right hand.

Three breaths passed, and nothing happened.

Rouyi: “Oh, is she not home today either? She wasn’t home when I came to see her a few months ago…”

Yan Jue: “It’s alright, I’ll come back and check in a few days.”

Rouyi looked up, her eyes seductively fluttering at Yan Jue: “Would the Immortal Master be willing to come to Zuichunlou for a meal? I would be honored to treat you.”

The way she referred to herself as ‘this humble servant’ was remarkably similar to that white fox…

Yan Jue couldn’t help but feel a little tingling on her scalp and quickly said, “Thank you for the kind offer, Miss, but there’s no need.”

After bidding farewell to Rouyi, Yan Jue went up the mountain again.

She returned to her room, sat on the bed deep in thought, and began to review the plot.

Although she hadn’t read much of the latter part of the book, she remembered the earlier plot clearly.

While the current plot had deviated significantly from the original, the general development trajectory would not change.

The Heavenly Dao gave her the Red Fox bloodline, the spiritual root and talent, and a body full of Pure Yin Essence.

Since she couldn’t leave, she had to bravely face everything.

Yan Jue lowered her head and took out the various elixirs she had purchased a few days ago from the Myriad Demon Pavilion.

Likely, just before the Five Dragon Summit in about a month, she would undergo a major calamity in her life.

Whether she could survive would depend on the success of this last struggle she was making now!

With the Five Dragon Summit approaching, the sect was thrown into a state of extreme busyness.

For a time, it seemed everyone was immersed in cultivation.

The paths of Five Dragon Mountain were almost deserted during the day, and even Du Ming had entered closed door cultivation.

Yan Jue sat at her desk, continuing to expand her divine sense.

Truly powerful masters could cover an area of ten li (approx. 5 km) with their divine sense, and the divine sense of a Great Power in the Eighth Stage could even cover an entire county.

No living creature could escape the range of the divine sense.

Yan Jue felt she shouldn’t aim too high and should first focus on covering an area of three li (approx. 1.5 km).

Since the heavenly tribulation that day, the weather had been sunny. It was a peaceful summer afternoon, and sitting on the bed, she could faintly hear the sound of cicadas.

Yan Jue sat cross-legged, suddenly opened her eyes, and exhaled deeply.

The expansion of her divine sense was complete.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of wings flapping by the bed.

Yan Jue turned her head and saw a snow white immortal crane standing by the window.

The crane stared quietly at her, and there was something in the basket around its neck.

Yan Jue’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly stood up and bowed to the immortal crane, then took the item out of the basket.

It was a short note.

Qi Xianqing: Wei Shi (1-3 PM), Cold Pond.

The name Qi Xianqing stabbed sharply at Yan Jue’s eyes.

Yan Jue instantly felt a little uneasy and slowly put the note back on the desk.

Aside from when she was the little fox, Yan Jue hadn’t seen Qi Xianqing for a while as a human.

She couldn’t help it, she had been nursing her injuries and was preoccupied with plot-related matters.

Why did Qi Xianqing want her to go to the Cold Pond? Could it be to teach her martial arts…

Yan Jue sat at the desk, staring at the note for a long time. Then, she felt an unbearable urge, fidgeted with the note, and flipped it over, only to be surprised.

There were words on the back of the note, too.

Martial Arts.

Yan Jue: “…”

Alright, she would go.

Yan Jue arrived at the Cold Pond promptly at Wei Shi (2 PM). Qi Xianqing was already there waiting for her.

Yan Jue stepped forward, cupped her hands toward Qi Xianqing, and offered a clear smile: “Senior Sister.”

Qi Xianqing looked up at her, her expression indifferent: “Why haven’t you been coming to learn martial arts lately?”

Yan Jue: “I was in closed door cultivation for a while, reviewing what I had learned previously, so I didn’t seek out Senior Sister. Thank you for thinking of me.”

Yan Jue was still wearing the uniform Taoist robe of a Water Cloud Sect disciple today tight sleeves, tied leggings, and her dark hair neatly tied up a clean and sharp appearance.

Qi Xianqing looked at her for a long time, then suddenly remembered the Yan Jue she had seen a month ago at the foot of the mountain, looking as dejected as a puppy.

Yan Jue had now completely recovered her previous appearance.

Her smile carried the youthful vigor of a teenager.

Seeing Yan Jue rally her spirits, Qi Xianqing’s mood also brightened.

Qi Xianqing: “Since that is the case, demonstrate all the martial arts you have learned for me.”

Yan Jue stood by the Cold Pond, raised her hand to form a hand seal, and an ice pillar burst from the water. Her palms rotated and fluttered, continuously generating over ten successive ice pillars or rather, ice cones each one sharp enough to kill.

Qi Xianqing was slightly surprised. Yan Jue’s figure flashed as she consecutively executed the Flying Swallow Step, Snow Gliding Step, and Instantaneous Thousand Li Travel, transforming into a bizarre afterimage in the air.

However, because her old injuries had not fully healed, this demonstration of movement techniques felt a little clumsy.

Yan Jue had to quickly gloss over it. After landing, the gold collar around her neck instantly detached, transforming into a sharp flying sword in the air that broke the wind as it headed towards Qi Xianqing.