The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 67.1

“Head?” Yan Jue: “Why?”

Duan Luxi: “Didn’t you know you’ve become famous recently? Ever since you challenged Li Hao in the Five Dragons Square a few days ago and gave him a terrible beating, even Head Mu Zhong heard about your glorious deed and was just asking about you at the dinner table.”

Duan Luxi: “By the rules, everyone must attend the Sword Dancing Plaza banquet. The Head wants you to go have a couple of drinks and chat with everyone.”

Yan Jue was close to tears now. This is why it’s better to keep a low profile. She merely taught a jerk a lesson in the Five Dragons Square, and who knew it would reach the Head’s ears?

Not to mention, she had never even met this Head before…

How outrageous.

Duan Luxi: “Come on, Junior Sister Yan. Everyone is quite happy today. Go chat with Master Uncle Head. Who knows, he might just take you as a disciple.”

Even among Inner Sect disciples, status varies slightly depending on the Master. To become a disciple of the Five Dragons Head was something many would eagerly seek.

The Five Dragons Sect had five main peaks, all under the command of the Head. Being accepted under the Head’s tutelage would be a tremendous honor for anyone.

This put Yan Jue in a difficult position.

She shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have, taught Li Hao a lesson in front of everyone at the Five Dragons Square.

Duan Luxi: “Junior Sister Yan, I advise you to go. Otherwise, you’ll be disrespecting Master Uncle Head.”

Yan Jue: “…”

Fine.

She was restless and anxious waiting alone in the room anyway, so she might as well go to the Sword Dancing Plaza.

A crowded place was always safer than staying alone in her room.

Besides, Qi Xianqing was also there.

Yan Jue suddenly thought of Qi Xianqing.

This was the person who was supposed to kill her tonight.

Yan Jue grabbed her Qiankun bag and tightly secured the Profound Iron of the North Sea around her neck before heading to the Sword Dancing Plaza.

The place was bustling with noise, and the sound of phoenix flutes resonated.

The central pavilion of the Sword Dancing Plaza was filled with people.

It was actually an open air pavilion. Sitting inside, one could see the vast, endless grassland stretching out in the distance.

Above the grassland was a deep, immaculate star-studded sky, the stars twinkling brilliantly.

There were even songstresses performing on the lawn.

Yan Jue was slightly surprised. A pleasant melody rippled out from the zither strings.

Yan Jue could even see pale blue waves of light circling in the sky.

This was a phenomenon that only appeared when disciples specializing in music cultivation from the Echoing Chamber Sect had perfected their skills to the extreme.

Wherever the sound of the zither reached, peach trees blossomed, and speckles of peach blossoms fell like a rain of stars.

Du Ming pulled Yan Jue to a table where the fine wine and delicious food had yet to be touched.

Du Ming quietly introduced things to her: “See, those playing the zither over there are Echoing Chamber disciples… Do you see that one, the one sitting right in front…”

Yan Jue followed Du Ming’s gaze and saw the woman sitting in the leftmost seat in the front row. She wore a light green long dress embroidered with colorful, fluttering butterflies and gold thread, trailing on the ground. Her black hair was impeccably pinned up with a hairpin, truly looking like an immortal goddess.

When she walked, her slender waist swayed like a weak willow bending in the breeze, exuding an unfamiliar Jiangnan charm.

The woman sat at the table with a seven-string zither in front of her, her delicate fingertips slowly plucking the strings.

Du Ming: “Her name is Meng Jinjia, the Chief Disciple of the Echoing Chamber. Isn’t she breathtakingly beautiful? Oh my god, how could people from small mountain villages like us ever see Jiangnan style? This is Jiangnan style!”

Du Ming’s incessant chatter helped Yan Jue relax a bit, and she nodded slightly.

“Why do you look like someone owes you three thousand coins?” Du Ming pointed again: “Those over there are from the Heavenly Star Temple.”

Yan Jue followed her gaze and indeed saw a few muscular disciples in the crowd.

“The Clear Wind Valley is here too.”

The Clear Wind Valley disciples wore Daoist robes with a small sword strapped to their backs, appearing similar to those of the Five Dragons Sect on the surface.

But Yan Jue noticed that every Clear Wind Valley disciple had a small bone flute hanging from their waist.

This was no surprise, as the Clear Wind Valley had always been famous for its mastery of summoning techniques. The novel had also mentioned a scene during the Great War between Immortals and Demons where Clear Wind Valley disciples used bone flutes to achieve a surprise victory.

Yan Jue knew that bone flute must be a common summoning artifact of their sect.

Yan Jue’s gaze quickly fell upon another group of disciples.

The Beast Taming Pavilion disciples from the northwest wore cloaks, all looking travel worn, sitting cross-legged at their tables in silence. Only the woman in the center, with black hair and blue eyes, looked somewhat delicate.

Xue Shuangxing.

Xue Shuangxing sensed Yan Jue’s gaze, looked up, and was slightly surprised.

Yan Jue gave her a friendly smile.

She wasn’t sure why, but perhaps knowing that she might not escape tonight, seeing these former friends made Yan Jue feel particularly close to them.

Yan Jue suddenly noticed something and asked, “Why isn’t the Phoenix Terrace here?”

Du Ming: “You don’t know, but the Phoenix Terrace has been on very bad terms with the Six Great Immortal Sects lately.”

Hearing there was a story, Yan Jue eagerly asked, “What happened?”

When she read the novel, she only focused on the plot, not paying particular attention to the book’s background setting.

Du Ming: “Those people from the Phoenix Terrace are just relying on their Phoenix bloodline and don’t want to be associated with the Six Great Immortal Sects.”

Du Ming: “They want to break away from the Six Immortal Sects and become an independent faction, like the existence of the Southern Tower.”

Only disciples with the Phoenix bloodline are eligible to enter the Phoenix Terrace. The Phoenix Terrace should be the most exclusive sect among the Six Great Immortal Sects.

Phoenix blood, like Dragon Veins, is an exceptionally superior bloodline, so it was no wonder they were so proud.

Yan Jue: “Didn’t you say the Five Dragons Head asked me to come over for a chat? Why don’t I see him?”

Du Ming: “Master Uncle Head is over there.”

Yan Jue looked in the direction Du Ming pointed and indeed saw a white bearded elder in a blue Daoist robe smiling and drinking among a group of disciples.

Du Ming: “Master Uncle Head is often in secluded cultivation, and whenever he comes out, he is very amiable towards his disciples. Everyone is toasting him right now. Since he called you out, you should go pay your respects later. He’s actually very easygoing.”

Yan Jue: “Mhm.”

Yan Jue subconsciously scanned the surroundings.

She didn’t see Qi Xianqing. At such an important banquet, Qi Xianqing must be very busy…

There were six positions in the Five Dragons Sect that were unattainable:

The five Peak Chiefs.

The Sect Chief.

These six positions were considered the dreams of the sect’s disciples. Of course, the position of Sect Chief Disciple, who managed all sect affairs, was definitely higher in status than the five Peak Chiefs.

Someone like Qi Xianqing, who was both the Chief Disciple of the Shocking Fire Peak and the Chief Disciple of the Five Dragons Sect, was simply monstrous. That’s why she was rightly called the Five Dragons Sect’s Senior Sister.

Since Qi Xianqing wasn’t here now, she might have been called away for a private discussion, given that the Five Dragons Grand Assembly was imminent.

“Yan Jue.” A venerable voice suddenly rang out from above.

Yan Jue, distracted, was startled to hear someone call her name. She followed the sound and was surprised to find ten elders sitting above the main hall.

These were the most influential figures from the five peaks. The one who had just called her name was wearing the purplish red Daoist robe of the Golden Gang Sect. Yan Jue felt a faint sense of familiarity when she looked at his features.

The elder stared at Yan Jue, his eyes sharp as lightning: “Is this Yan Jue, the outer sect disciple of the Water Cloud Sect?”

The hall was noisy, but the elder’s voice managed to reach Yan Jue’s ears perfectly, showing the depth of his internal energy.

Yan Jue was stunned. She had no choice but to stand up and respectfully say, “Replying to the Elder, this disciple is indeed she.”

The Elder: “That day in the Five Dragons Square, you assaulted a fellow disciple, causing him internal injuries so severe that he was almost unable to participate in the Five Dragons Grand Assembly.”

“How dare you!”

As his words fell, the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

Yan Jue was stunned. It took her a long time to realize which incident the Elder was talking about.

Sure enough, what must come will always come. Yan Jue’s gaze fell upon the young man seated below the Elder.

Li Hao was staring at her, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

It was said that Li Hao’s father was an Elder, and he was usually favored within the Golden Gang Sect.

So, this Elder was Li Hao’s father!