The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 80.1

Yan Jue looked at Du Ming running off quickly and curled her lips: “Why are you more excited than I am?”

Du Ming: “This is the first time I’ve felt involved in the Five Dragons Peak tournament! Watching you compete also makes me happy.”

Since she had won so many close matches in a row, Yan Jue had a basic level of confidence in herself. Yan Jue smiled and walked up to the match board, looking up: “Ten days from now, I…”

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Ten days from now.

Yan Jue – Qi Xianqing.

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Her against Qi Xianqing.

In ten days, she was actually up against Qi Xianqing.

Others also gradually saw this arrangement, and the vast plaza was instantly filled with whispers.

Everyone was discussing the match between Yan Jue and Qi Xianqing.

After all, Yan Jue, the newly promoted Outer Sect disciple, was currently the sect’s hot topic, and everyone was following her every move.

Du Ming was shocked: “Oh my god, you’re really fighting Dream Monarch Qi.”

Yan Jue: “…”

“Senior Sister is very skilled at surprise attacks and instant kills; she resolves every match in less than half an hour.” Du Ming solemnly patted Yan Jue’s shoulder: “Good luck.”

When Yan Jue returned to the Cloud Water Sect, Du Ming handed her the latest issue of Five Dragons Encyclopedia when they parted ways.

During the Five Dragons Peak tournament, the Five Dragons Encyclopedia was updated almost daily.

Yan Jue sat on the bed with a pained expression and opened the first page.

A detailed account of the past between Yan Jue and Dream Monarch Qi (A thousand ways Yan Jue has messed with Qi Xianqing):

First, tampering with Dream Monarch Qi’s talisman, causing Qi Xianqing to kneel below the cold waterfall for an hour.

Then, taking Dream Monarch Qi’s clothes while she was bathing.

And then, issuing a life and death challenge to Dream Monarch Qi in the Five Dragons Plaza (Key point).

Everyone, note that Yan Jue issued a challenge to Dream Monarch Qi a long time ago!

We all thought Yan Jue would never make it to the point of fighting Qi Xianqing, but who would have thought she would actually reach this stage?

Yan Jue flopped onto the bed: “…”

On the first day of the break, the Jade Cauldron was still bustling.

Inside the tent, there were several large and small betting tables, surrounded by people.

The largest and most crowded betting table was still for the match between Yan Jue and Qi Xianqing.

Although the Five Dragons Peak tournament wouldn’t resume for another ten days, the latest match list was already out.

So, the betting table for Yan Jue, the popular figure, and Qi Xianqing opened early.

Yun Ji was staring coldly at the betting platform.

Young ladies from cultivation families often socialized, which is why Bai Chuli and Yun Ji always liked to be together.

Bai Chuli had a bitter expression: “Sister Yun Ji, all my money was swindled by Dream Monarch Qi. We must win big this time.”

Yun Ji nodded and took out over a thousand high-grade spirit stones from her Qiankun bag.

After some observation, Bai Chuli was now certain.

Yan Jue had definitely been lucky.

From the start of the competition until now, Yan Jue had been invincible, showing a momentum that suggested she couldn’t be defeated.

So, Bai Chuli decided to bet all her money on Yan Jue this time.

She hated Yan Jue and naturally didn’t want to bet on her.

But she had no choice since she was now penniless.

Yan Jue had been unstoppable in the previous matches and always liked to win by unconventional means.

She definitely wouldn’t lose to Dream Monarch Qi this time.

No matter how formidable Dream Monarch Qi was, Yan Jue would always find a new way.

Soon, the side marked with the character “Yan” was instantly piled high with glittering spirit stones.

After putting down the newspaper, Yan Jue lay on the bed like a corpse.

She felt a lot of pressure.

Although everyone was optimistic about her in this competition.

Her divine powers were limited to just that.

The Spirit Communication Art of North Sea Profound Iron, the Ten Thousand Swords Art…

How could they compare to Qi Xianqing’s Immortal Sword Shadow Candle?

Unconsciously, the sky outside the window had gradually darkened.

Yan Jue closed her eyes on the bed, calming her rapidly beating heart, and her body gradually shrank.

Soon, she transformed into her true form as the red fox.

Yan Jue sat up, raised a paw to lick her fur, swished her four large tails, and jumped out the window.

The last trace of the setting sun shrouded the horizon, and the little fox scurried through the dense grass.

Yan Jue quickly arrived at the Ice Peach Spring.

The moon had appeared somehow, and the bright moonlight enveloped the peach trees, serene and beautiful.

As soon as Yan Jue stepped over the fence of the Ice Peach Spring, she saw the exquisitely beautiful woman sitting by the window, lazily propping her chin and reading a book.

Illuminated by candlelight, Qi Xianqing’s skin was snow-white; just standing there made the scene worthy of a painting.

Yan Jue walked over in tiny steps, her paws making soft sounds on the grass.

Seeing the little fox arrive, Qi Xianqing closed the storybook, walked out of the room, and crouched down: “You’re here.”

In the moonlight, Qi Xianqing’s voice was gentle: “What were you busy with a few days ago? Why haven’t you come for so long?”

It really had been a long time since they last met.

Yan Jue let out an “Aww, aww, aww” sound of coquetry, her four fluffy tails wagging uncontrollably, her two black large ears folded back and pressed tightly against her head, rubbing against Qi Xianqing’s arms.

The scent of the Immortal Spirit Body floated at the tip of her nose.

Ah, so comfortable…

Qi Xianqing gently massaged its four limbs, helping it relax its muscles, and then rubbed its ears.

No matter how she was stroked, Yan Jue was incredibly comfortable, her long, narrow phoenix eyes squinted, and a purring sound came from her throat.

This was destined to be a restless night, as Yan Jue was still preoccupied with the competition.

Qi Xianqing suddenly noticed something and was slightly stunned. She placed her palm on the little fox’s furry chest: “What’s wrong? Your heart is beating so fast.”

Yan Jue lay in Qi Xianqing’s arms, opening her mouth to slowly nibble on the girl’s hand, feeling very unsettled.

Her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of something on the table.

Yan Jue was slightly surprised.

It was more than ten small animals woven from Ural grass.

Little cows, little horses, little lambs…

All woven by Qi Xianqing.

Yan Jue let out an “Oowoo” cry, placed her two front paws on the table, tilted her head, and tried to grab the little rabbit.

Qi Xianqing’s eyes curved in a smile, and she gave the little rabbit to her.

Yan Jue’s mind was a mess and she felt very annoyed.

She knew that if she truly went up against Qi Xianqing on the competition ground ten days later, the scene wouldn’t be pleasant.

Yan Jue chewed on the little rabbit for a while, then lost interest. She rested her chin on Qi Xianqing’s lap, fussing restlessly, her four large tails swishing back and forth, very unstable, and even knocked over some things.

Qi Xianqing stared at her for a moment, then suddenly pushed the chair back and stood up.

She pulled a book from the bookshelf, sat down lazily, and opened the book.

Yan Jue was taken aback.

It was a notebook.

Yan Jue had seen Qi Xianqing’s martial arts notes before.

An academic overachiever’s notes were incredibly useful; at least every time Yan Jue looked at them, she could learn a lot.

Yan Jue instantly stopped moving and rested her chin on Qi Xianqing’s thigh, quieting down.

Qi Xianqing opened the first page, her voice very soft: “Here, the Five Elements Sword Art.”

Perhaps Qi Xianqing also wanted to review, these were things Qi Xianqing had learned before, and she read the notes with great detail.

The night was quiet, the candlelight flickered, and the room was filled with the faint scent of peach blossoms.

Yan Jue didn’t know why Qi Xianqing suddenly wanted to review her lessons, but she pricked up her ears and listened silently. It was an extremely peaceful night, and Qi Xianqing’s voice reading the text was slow and gentle, each word tapping into Yan Jue’s ears.

Yan Jue’s eyes narrowed, and her black large ears twitched.

“The Five Elements Sword Art is the sword art that combines the sword with the spiritual root.”

“What does it mean to combine the sword with the spiritual root?” Qi Xianqing twirled her brush and slowly said, “For example, if you are, hmm, a thunder spiritual root, how do you integrate your five-element attribute with the sword.”

Qi Xianqing looked at the notes, her cool palm covering its fur, gently stroking it rhythmically.

The little fox listened attentively for a while, looked up at Qi Xianqing, and suddenly realized something, her heart skipping a beat.

But she didn’t seem to be studying for herself…

It was more like she was reading it for her to hear.