The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 70.1

As expected, there was no one behind the water curtain!

Only a heavily mutilated corpse.

This corpse was that of the Demonic Venerable of Broken Soul Mountain!

The Demonic Venerable, who was alive just a few days ago, was now lying on the ground in an extremely bizarre posture, clutching a black beast egg beneath him. A clear fracture could be seen on his neck.

He was obviously dead.

Who was talking to Chu Fu?

Yan Jue used the white fox’s vision to search around, and soon spotted a faint glimmer of light in the air.

It was this glimmer of light that was talking to Chu Fu.

Immortal Spell: All Seeing Heaven and Earth.

Someone was using an immortal spell to transmit a message to Chu Fu from afar.

No way.

Yan Jue was stunned and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

The Demonic Venerable was dead. So whose body was his soul currently inhabiting?

Tomorrow was the Five Dragons Summit.

Night.

Yan Jue lay on the bed, holding the lot that read “26,” tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Because tomorrow was her first match.

Before the competition, Five Dragons Mountain would not release the specific match schedule.

Yan Jue didn’t know who else had drawn number 26.

Would she, a mere cannon fodder, really be used as a stepping stone for the big shots, just as Du Ming had said?

Having miraculously escaped that death sentence, Yan Jue was already very happy.

Although she didn’t care much about the results of the match, it was her first time experiencing such an event, so she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Yan Jue really couldn’t sleep. She went out in her inner garment and coincidentally saw Du Ming pacing anxiously in the courtyard.

Yan Jue: “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

Du Ming: “Do you think I can sleep under these circumstances? Do you think I can sleep!”

“All my fellow disciples are cultivating. One of them even advanced to the late Illumination stage last night, but I’ve tried for so long and still can’t break through. I’m going to be worked to death…”

Yan Jue returned to her room, locked the door, and instantly transformed into a small, reddish-furred fox.

Yan Jue jumped out the window and took small steps up the mountain path.

On such an important night, she wanted to see Qi Xianqing look flustered and anxious.

What would Immortal Qi look like when she was anxious?

With these mischievous thoughts, Yan Jue quickly arrived at the Ice Peach Garden.

Having been here so many times, Yan Jue was already very familiar with the place.

When she was Yan Jue, she interacted with Qi Xianqing in the Shockfire Sect dorm.

But when she was the little fox baby, she met Qi Xianqing at the cold pond.

As Yan Jue stepped over the Ice Peach Garden’s fence, she smelled a rich aroma floating in the air.

Qi Xianqing had set up a pot in the peach garden and was cooking something.

In the dim light, Qi Xianqing wore a pitch-black dress. Her fair face was flushed a deep red from the heat, and her lips were slightly red.

Qi Xianqing held a bowl, one foot curled up, pressing the other leg down, swaying gently.

She leaned slightly, picking something out of the large pot.

It was… tripe.

Yan Jue: “…”

On such a tense night, this woman was eating spicy hot pot.

Is she even human? She’s clearly a devil.

Qi Xianqing heard footsteps, looked up at her, and said distractedly: “You’re here.”

Yan Jue walked up to Qi Xianqing and sat on the ground watching her.

After finishing the hot pot, Qi Xianqing put down the bowl and slowly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

She then squatted down, looking levelly into the little fox’s amber eyes, which closely resembled someone else’s.

Yan Jue met Qi Xianqing’s gaze, and for some reason, her heart skipped a beat.

Then the girl’s cold fingertips came forward, stroking up along the fox’s sensitive body.

Qi Xianqing casually stroked the little fox’s fur, first the collarbone, then the waist.

The night was silent.

At first, Yan Jue thought Qi Xianqing was just petting the fox as usual. But later, she realized something was amiss.

Qi Xianqing’s fingertips were occasionally reaching into its fur, almost as if testing.

Or perhaps checking for wounds.

The little fox seemed to realize something, suddenly baring its teeth and taking a step back, refusing to let her touch it.

Qi Xianqing’s peach-blossom eyes narrowed for a moment, then she suddenly smiled, rubbed its head, and stood up: “I won’t touch you anymore. Shall we go inside?”

The moonlight was like water, and the girl’s voice was gentle.

Yan Jue’s heart felt a slight jolt. Then she snapped back to attention, watching her warily, and slowly walked beside her.

Back in the room.

Qi Xianqing temporarily put the matter aside, sat down again, and fell into contemplation over a new issue.

The Sect Master Uncle had always been vehemently opposed to the Demonic Cult, yet he said nothing when he saw the two demonic pearls that day.

That was strange.

It was even stranger that Yan Jue was clearly framed this time.

Regardless of the Sect Master Uncle or anyone else.

She wouldn’t let this matter go.

The dawn of the second day slowly rose from the mountains, and the morning wind carried the scent of the wilderness.

The Five Dragons Summit began at this moment.

The competition venue was the Five Dragons Plaza.

As early as the mao hour (5-7 AM), the Five Dragons Plaza was already packed with people.

Six competition stages were arranged in the pattern of a Bagua diagram, scattered throughout the vast plaza.

The Echoing Chamber specially invited disciples to perform to cheer the contestants on. Slender girls sat at the front of the Five Dragons Plaza, their delicate hands plucking the strings, playing the “Old Fisherman of the Vast Sea.”

The bold and magnificent melody echoed above the plaza, seemingly adding a touch of excitement.

By the time Yan Jue and Du Ming arrived at the competition venue, there were already many people.

Du Ming pulled Yan Jue towards the south: “Come quickly, this is the match list.”

Yan Jue was slightly stunned.

The match list was enormous, suspended in the sky, shimmering in dazzling gold, likely written with some extraordinary artifact.

Yan Jue clearly saw a large name written next to her own: Ke Shuang.

Yan Jue suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck, as if someone was watching her from behind.

Yan Jue turned her head and met the gaze of a woman.

The woman looked about eighteen or nineteen, with very cute features, her hair styled in a ‘revolving heart bun,’ and she wore a light pink long dress, staring at her with a calm expression.

Yan Jue faintly felt that this person looked familiar.

Du Ming: “You’re really out of luck. You ran into Ke Shuang, Junior Sister who has the best relationship with Li Hao, right at the start. I heard she reached the late Illumination stage a few days ago. Are you even going to fight?”

Yan Jue suddenly realized.

No wonder she felt Ke Shuang was so familiar.

She remembered that day at the Drunken Spring Tower, it was Li Hao who brought this Senior Sister, and they had a slight argument with her about the murderer.

She remembered Li Hao calling her Junior Sister that day.

Back then, both of them were only at the initial Illumination stage of cultivation, and now she was already at the late Illumination stage.

The procedure of the Five Dragons Summit was similar to organizing an event in modern times.

First, the highly respected elders of the Five Dragons Gate would give an opening speech.

Then, the competition would begin.

Du Ming drew number seven, competing before Yan Jue.

Yan Jue went to the martial arts stage to watch Du Ming’s match.

Du Ming wore the uniform teal Daoist robe of the Shuiyun Sect inner disciples, with narrow sleeves and bound legs, warming up on the stage with a serious expression.

Although she showed no emotion, Yan Jue could still sense her nervousness.

Yan Jue was just about to wave to her.

Suddenly, she noticed something unusual about the martial arts stage.

The stage was shrouded in a faint blue barrier.

It seemed to be some kind of formation.

“Senior Brother,” Yan Jue asked a man watching the match nearby: “May I ask what this barrier is…”

The man said enthusiastically: “You don’t know? This Five Dragons Summit adopted the latest competition format, integrating formations into the rules of the match.”

“This is called the Heavenly Evolution Triple Jue Formation. The function of this formation is to simulate the weather and will create certain obstacles for the disciples currently competing.”

Yan Jue paused, looking up.

The sunlight on Du Ming’s martial arts stage seemed much more intense than below.

Yan Jue then looked at the leftmost martial arts stage and saw a sandstorm raging on that stage. One disciple, blinded by the sand, stumbled to the ground and was then thrown out by another disciple.

“…”

Du Ming was still using her water attribute immortal sword, “Flying Waterfall,” and standing opposite her was…

Du Ming actually encountered a powerful figure right at the start.

Opposite Du Ming was Senior Sister Yun Jie of the Strange Escape Sect, who had gone down the mountain to perform a mission together that day.

In Yan Jue’s mind, this Senior Sister, as the Strange Escape Sect’s head disciple, was an existence comparable to Qi Xianqing.

A melodious bell sound rang from afar.

The competition began.

Du Ming leaped up fiercely, the immortal sword “Flying Waterfall” tracing a beautiful arc in the air, followed by ripples of water light spreading out!

Yan Jue was slightly stunned, seeing that Yun Jie did not move.

As the ripples of water light in the sky were about to approach her, she threw out something.

The Art of Qimen Dunjia.

Wooden Talisman Transformation!

A slender wooden talisman was thrown out, rapidly expanding in the air into a half-human-sized Wooden Talisman Soldier.

The Talisman Soldier turned into a blurry phantom in the air, instantly blocking in front of Yun Jie, its wooden long arm raised to defend.

A deep brown protective shield instantly appeared in the air!

All the water light was blocked by the Talisman Soldier and repelled.

Cold sweat seeped from Du Ming’s forehead. The sunlight above her head was dazzling, making it hard for her to keep her eyes open.

Du Ming suddenly raised the sword in her hand and shouted: “Cold Waterfall!”

In an instant, a waterfall leaping in the air appeared before her. Yan Jue could hear the deafening sound of flowing water even standing off the stage. Du Ming waved her right hand, and a huge torrent of water rushed toward Yun Jie with lightning speed.

Yun Jie stood calmly.

Since childhood, she had always believed that her only true opponent was the Dream Shattering Sovereign, Qi Xianqing.

She did not care about anyone else.

Yun Jie: “Seven Stars, Thousand Years Moon, Heaven and Earth, Ten Thousand Seas Wheel.”

The Talisman Soldier in front of her began to tremble violently, instantly extending a pair of long, strong arms to hug her. Like an arrow loosed from a bow, it carried her and ran toward the east.

It was hard to imagine that such a clumsy Talisman Soldier could possess such astonishing explosive power, carrying Yun Jie and leaping from the east side of the martial arts stage to the west side, narrowly dodging the waterfall Du Ming created.

The sunlight was scorching and dazzling.

Yun Jie continuously adopted an attrition strategy, not attacking, but only commanding the Talisman Soldier to constantly evade Du Ming.

Du Ming gradually became exhausted.

The formation that created intense sunlight was inherently unsuitable for a cultivator like her, who specialized in water attribute divine abilities. During a brief pause to catch her breath, Yun Jie’s lips subtly moved, seeming to recite an incantation.

The Talisman Soldier charged straight at Du Ming, throwing a punch in mid-air.

Du Ming was directly sent flying off the stage, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Yan Jue was startled, her body instantly flashed, and she rushed over to help Du Ming: “Are you okay?”

Du Ming looked crestfallen: “I’m so unlucky, running into Senior Sister Yun Jie of the Strange Escape Sect right at the start…”

Yun Jie formed a hand seal. The Talisman Soldier on the ground instantly flashed into the air and returned to the talisman pouch at her waist.

She glanced coldly at Du Ming and turned to leave.

Yan Jue quickly comforted her: “It’s just a competition anyway. Winning isn’t important. What’s important is whether you learned something during the match and strive not to make the same mistake next time.”

“Thank you, Yan Jue,” Du Ming said. “Senior Sister Yun Jie is considered the second most prominent figure in our sect after the Grand Senior Sister. Dying under the beauty’s sword doesn’t feel like a pity at all.”

Yan Jue twitched her lips, just about to speak, when she suddenly heard a melodious bell ring from over there.

The numbers on that martial arts stage rotated, and golden spiritual energy converged, forming a large number twenty-six.

Her match was about to begin.

Yan Jue: “I’m going to compete.”

Du Ming: “Okay, I’ll come to watch your match after I rest.”

Du Ming was somewhat hesitant because she had just seen that Yan Jue was matched against Ke Shuang, the Junior Sister of the Golden Steel Sect.

Ke Shuang was known as a cultivation genius. Du Ming wondered how many rounds Yan Jue could last on the stage.

Yan Jue quickly gave Du Ming instructions and then went to her competition venue.

Martial Arts Stage Number Three.

The place was packed.

Duan Luxi, wearing a cyan green Daoist robe, stood below Martial Arts Stage Number Three, holding a book to register contestants. She saw Yan Jue arrive, gave her a good luck look, walked over, and patted her shoulder: “It’s just for the duration of a cup of tea, don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous. Yan Jue, what is your weapon?”

In every match, disciples were only allowed to use one artifact.

Otherwise, if one person could use all their artifacts, the martial arts competition would just be an exchange of artifact throwing, which wouldn’t be fair to disciples with limited resources.

Before the competition, participating disciples had to register with the working disciple first.

Yan Jue thought for a moment and wrote on the registration book: Profound Iron of the North Sea.

Duan Luxi retracted the book. Yan Jue couldn’t help but ask: “Senior Sister Duan, did you not sign up for the competition this time? Why do you have time for this job?”

Duan Luxi said bitterly: “I don’t want to either, but my Master said there weren’t enough people for this competition, so he insisted I come to be the registration disciple. However, my match is scheduled very late, so don’t worry about not having enough time.”

Just as Yan Jue was about to speak, the corner of her eye suddenly caught a graceful figure.

The girl in the light pink long dress leaped out from the crowd, her wide sleeves fluttering in the air like an immortal.

She landed steadily on the martial arts stage.

Ke Shuang wore a light pink flowing immortal dress, her ink black hair styled into a revolving heart bun, her skin snow white. She looked exactly like an immortal fairy.

She stared at Yan Jue across the vast martial arts stage, her expression serious.

Yan Jue smiled awkwardly but politely and walked onto the martial arts stage.

The crowd below instantly erupted in whispers.

“Heavens, Yan Jue’s first round is actually against Ke Shuang…”

“I heard Junior Sister Ke is always clever in cultivation matters and is already at the late Illumination stage. Why bother fighting? Yan Jue might as well concede.”

“Not necessarily. Didn’t Yan Jue defeat Li Hao right here in the Five Dragons Plaza last time?”

“That was because Li Hao underestimated her! Junior Sister Ke has an innate mutated Ice Spirit Root and is extremely good at long range attacks. How could she let Yan Jue get close?”

Ke Shuang stared coldly at Yan Jue, cupping her hands: “Golden Steel Sect, Ke Shuang.”

Yan Jue cupped her hands: “Shuiyun Sect, Yan Jue.”

Another melodious bell rang.

The competition began.

Everyone below the stage held their breath.

Ke Shuang was very pleased to have encountered Yan Jue this time.

Things were different now. She was no longer the pitiful little girl hiding behind her Senior Brother at the Drunken Spring Tower. She was already at the late Illumination stage of cultivation, dealing with Yan Jue would surely be easy.

Although this was a competition today, it was also largely about getting revenge for Li Hao.

Ke Shuang knew that Li Hao might not be a perfect man.

He was spoiled since childhood and had a bit of a temper.

But he also had his gentle side.

Li Hao would stand below the stage and cheer for her during the combat class she feared the most.

He would also give her a Firefly Fungus when everyone forgot her birthday.