The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 67

Yan Jue stared at the rat, speechless for a long time.

Qi Xianqing watched her seriously.

Yan Jue felt that she should still give Qi Xianqing some face.

So, she opened her mouth and fiercely bit down on the rat.

The night was quiet.

Qi Xianqing leaned comfortably against the pillow, a small wooden box twirling between her fingers.

Yan Jue quickly recognized the object in Qi Xianqing’s hand the Shadow Capture Box.

Qi Xianqing closed her eyes, seemingly channeling her divine sense into the box, as if she was looking at something.

Her brows curved up, and her dark eyes held a hint of subtle laughter.

Yan Jue suddenly grew curious.

What kind of photo could make Qi Xianqing so happy?

As if sensing the little fox’s gaze, Qi Xianqing placed two fingers together and lightly swiped across the top of the Shadow Capture Box.

A pale blue stream of light flashed out.

Yan Jue was stunned, watching the scene projected before her, just like a projector.

An image or rather, a captured image from the box—was projected onto the green gauze curtain. It was her!

The girl in the image was wearing a sky blue Daoist robe with narrow sleeves and leg wraps, a large sword strapped to her back. Her fair face was flushed red from the heat, and she was climbing a mountain with two sandbags tied to her legs.

Qi Xianqing’s voice carried a laugh: “So silly.”

Yan Jue’s face instantly soured a bit.

Is that polite?

The next photo was in Little Apricot Village.

Yan Jue, in the form of a little girl, leaned against a boy, frowning and looking very reluctant.

Then, there were photos from Immortal Encounter Town…

Qi Xianqing casually flipped through the photos one by one.

Yan Jue noticed that she seemed particularly fond of taking pictures.

She hadn’t just taken photos when they were on missions together. Qi Xianqing had also taken quite a few photos during her own missions.

The scene suddenly shifted.

It was a litter of black kittens.

Inside the cave, six skinny kittens with green eyes stared at Qi Xianqing. They were kind of cute.

Qi Xianqing stared silently at this photo, lost in thought.

Yan Jue was a bit puzzled.

Why did Qi Xianqing suddenly become downcast?

Qi Xianqing rubbed the little fox’s head: “That day, when I went to Jiangnan for a mission, it was to deal with a cat demon causing trouble in a mansion.”

Jiangnan? Yan Jue suddenly remembered that when she and Du Ming went to Empty Mountain to gather spirit mushrooms last time, Qi Xianqing had coincidentally gone to Jiangnan for a mission.

“I regret the subsequent handling of it.”

Qi Xianqing continued, “There are many ways to deal with demonic beasts. Maybe killing it isn’t the best option.”

Yan Jue was slightly taken aback and looked up at her.

Qi Xianqing whispered, “But within the Five Dragons Sect…”

She stopped there.

Qi Xianqing couldn’t really judge which was the best way to treat demonic beasts.

Her family was killed by two male and female tiger demons, and she still couldn’t forget the trauma of her childhood, where she was subjected to endless torment in the tiger demon’s den. Those fragments often came back to haunt her as nightmares.

The reason Qi Xianqing embarked on the path of cultivation was not just because she possessed the extremely suitable Immortal Spirit Body, but also to avenge her family.

However, as she grew older, she realized that some things weren’t so simple.

Suddenly, a wet sensation came from her palm.

Qi Xianqing was startled. She looked back to find the little fox baby quietly nestled beside her, seriously licking her palm, its pair of amber phoenix eyes lowered.

Qi Xianqing smiled: “Thank you, little fox baby.”

The little fox’s movements clearly paused for a moment. It pretended not to know anything and continued gnawing on the rat in its mouth.

Qi Xianqing lay down on her side, resting her chin on her hand, speaking either to the fox or murmuring to herself: “It’s a shame I’ll be busy the entire time during this Five Dragons Grand Assembly.”

For a disciple like Qi Xianqing, the Five Dragons Grand Assembly, which was supposed to be a relaxing event, wouldn’t actually be easy.

After all, apart from the disciples of the main sect, many external disciples would come to observe and learn at this Grand Assembly.

As the new generation’s core disciple and the sect’s face, Qi Xianqing naturally had to be busy with reception duties.

Yan Jue had heard from Du Ming last time that because the referees were short-handed for this Grand Assembly, the most outstanding Inner Sect disciples would be chosen to act as judges.

This meant that Qi Xianqing might also serve as a referee during the competition.

Being the Head Disciple meant enjoying a lot of honor, but also losing many things.

Thinking this, Yan Jue couldn’t help but feel a little sympathetic towards Qi Xianqing. She was concentrating on gnawing the rat when she suddenly noticed something, and her movements abruptly stopped.

The scent of meat had somehow filled her mouth…

Yan Jue quickly looked down and discovered that the large rat woven from straw ropes actually concealed several beef tendon balls.

Ah, ah, ah!

The little fox was already hungry and immediately started devouring the beef tendon balls. They were probably packed by Qi Xianqing from the south, and they were really fragrant and still warm.

In the dim light, Qi Xianqing slightly frowned, her fingers stroking the little fox’s soft fur off and on.

Yan Jue didn’t know that all Qi Xianqing was thinking about now was:

What if she doesn’t have time to guide Yan Jue in martial arts during this Five Dragons Grand Assembly, and Yan Jue goes to her master, Yun Zhen, instead?

The Five Dragons Gala quickly arrived three days later.

As night fell, the entire Five Dragons Mountain was immersed in a lively atmosphere.

After all, the Five Dragons Grand Assembly was held every three years, and each one was very exciting.

Not only would disciples from the Six Great Immortal Sects come to Five Dragons Mountain to exchange and learn, but some highly respected powerful cultivators in the cultivation world would also attend.

According to tradition, a banquet would be held on the eve of the Five Dragons Grand Assembly.

The banquet was held at the Sword Dancing Plaza on Five Dragons Mountain.

After the banquet, everyone would be accommodated in the annexes of the Sword Dancing Plaza to rest.

The main gathering places of the Five Dragons Sect were basically two:

1. The Five Dragons Square, but that was open-air, usually only used for meetings of the sect’s own disciples.
2. The Sword Dancing Plaza was a venue specifically set up for grand events. It was built many years ago by the famous craftsman Lu Xuezhi, hired by the Five Dragons Sect, and could accommodate thousands of people. It was not only gorgeous and exquisite in appearance but also fully equipped with various facilities and was generally not opened easily.

Although Yan Jue had gone to draw her lot that day, she didn’t want to attend this type of banquet.

Tonight was the very day she was supposed to die in the original novel.

Yan Jue was not in the mood for singing and dancing.

In the quiet night, the sound of a gurgling stream outside the wooden house could be faintly heard.

Yan Jue sat on the bed with her chin propped up, her eyes empty.

When Bai Ying saw Yan Jue’s appearance, it was puzzled again: “The Sword Dancing Plaza is very lively today. Why doesn’t Master go there and sit for a while?”

Yan Jue: “I don’t want to join the crowd.”

Yan Jue suddenly remembered something and instructed Bai Ying: “Go outside and guard, and see if there are any suspicious individuals approaching.”

Bai Ying was stunned: “Suspicious… individuals?”

Yan Jue: “In short, if anyone tries to approach this house, just tell me.”

Bai Ying: “Yes.”

It then transformed into a wisp of green smoke and drifted out.

Yan Jue stared at her palm, deep in thought.

If the Demon Lord wanted to lure her out, it could only be through a bewitching spell.

In this world, only a bewitching spell could make someone follow against their will without reason.

However, the Demon Lord shouldn’t know she was a fox demon, so the spell would be ineffective against her.

Other than this, Yan Jue couldn’t figure out how the Demon Lord could make a move.

If she didn’t go out, wouldn’t their plan fail?

No, it couldn’t be that simple.

Yan Jue frowned.

“Tap… Tap… Tap…”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Yan Jue’s blood instantly ran cold, and her body subconsciously tensed up.

Yan Jue used her divine sense to ask Bai Ying: “Who is outside?”

Bai Ying’s gentle voice came through: “It’s Master’s neighbor.”

Yan Jue frowned, walked to the door, and pulled it open, finding Du Ming standing outside.

Yan Jue forced a smile and asked, “What is it?”

Du Ming’s expression was excited: “Junior Sister Yan, let’s go to the banquet! Disciples from the Six Great Immortal Sects are all at the Sword Dancing Plaza. It’s so lively!”

Yan Jue stared intently at Du Ming.

Unfortunately, her eyes, while sensitive to ordinary monsters, were completely incapable of sensing high-level disguise spells.

After all, compared to demons and ghosts, the deceitful methods of demonic cultivators were numerous, and each was very advanced.

Du Ming said, “Why are you staring at me? Do I have something on my face?”

Du Ming then pulled out a small bronze mirror from her Qiankun bag and carefully examined herself: “I heard there are quite a few handsome guys at the Sword Dancing Plaza today. It would be terrible if I had something on my face later.”

Yan Jue: “…”

Judging by the tone… it really sounded like Du Ming.

Because neither the Demon Lord nor the Male Protagonist, without deep knowledge of Du Ming, could perfectly impersonate her.

Yan Jue said speechlessly, “There are too many people at the Sword Dancing Plaza. I’m not planning to go.”

Du Ming was stunned: “No way! You can’t seriously think the Five Dragons Grand Assembly is just about martial arts competitions, can you? Besides the competitions, making connections with outstanding disciples from the Six Great Immortal Sects and drinking and having fun with fellow disciples are the main, proper activities!”

Yan Jue: “Forget it, I’m not going.”

Just as she was about to turn and go back inside, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

The night was very quiet; she could faintly hear the sound of water flowing under the small bridge and the chirping of insects.

“Junior Sister Yan!”

Yan Jue suddenly turned around, caught off guard by the sight of Duan Luxi’s eyes.

Duan Luxi, wearing the common cyan-green robe of a Mu Yin Sect disciple, ran over, breathless: “Junior Sister Yan, on such a lively night, how can you stay in your room alone?”

Another one?

This time, Yan Jue was utterly confused. Surely, both the Demon Lord and the Male Protagonist hadn’t disguised themselves as her friends just to trick her into going out.

Seriously, these people…

Duan Luxi: “Junior Sister Yan, luckily you’re here, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to report back to Master Uncle Head!”