The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 81

Yan Jue was only briefly surprised, but she didn’t think too much of it.

She really couldn’t imagine how someone like Qi Xianqing, if she truly discovered Yan Jue was a demon, could possibly refrain from slaying her with a single strike of her sword.

Qi Xianqing slowly read the notes and quickly flipped to the final page.

“…”

Just as Qi Xianqing closed the notebook, she suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping at the window.

A snow white celestial crane landed by the window of the Ice Peach Spring, a small bamboo basket hanging from its neck.

Qi Xianqing pushed her chair back, took the short letter from the basket, and unfolded it.

Yan Jue’s gaze instantly fell upon the short letter in Qi Xianqing’s hand.

It was a single line of text.

Zhou Leng: Senior Disciple Sister, the Five Dragon Peaks Tournament will restart in ten days. Can we train together tomorrow at the Demon Suppressing Pagoda on Wanghai Peak?

Yan Jue was slightly taken aback.

Wanghai Peak, Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

Where was that?

Yan Jue was preoccupied with her thoughts. After returning from Qi Xianqing’s place, she closed her room door, pulled open the drawer, and took out a few more sheets of paper.

Yan Jue’s memory had always been excellent.

She had listened to Qi Xianqing review the material all night and had essentially memorized all the content in Qi Xianqing’s notes.

Yan Jue took up her brush and slowly transcribed the notes onto the paper.

She soon had a full five pages transcribed.

Qi Xianqing had her own method for memorizing complex sword techniques.

The originally obscure and difficult to understand sword techniques had become clear and easy to grasp under Qi Xianqing’s pen.

Yan Jue sat at the table, glanced at Qi Xianqing’s notes again, then knelt down and dragged out the box from under the table.

She opened the box and retrieved the iron sword, standard issue for outer disciples, which was already covered in dust.

“…”

Yan Jue carefully wiped the iron sword with a handkerchief, then swung it in the air.

A flash of sword light.

Although this iron sword was not as effective as a celestial sword, it was made of refined iron and was extremely durable.

To deal with a sword cultivator, one must use a sword.

The Northern Sea Profound Iron could only take the form of a small flying sword against the long sword ‘Candle Shadow,’ she would have no chance of winning.

Yan Jue swung the iron sword a few times in the room, then carried her satchel to the cold pool.

By the cold pool.

Yan Jue gripped the sword with both hands, the tip pointing toward the sky, and slowly closed her eyes.

The Five Elements Sword Technique.

The so-called Five Elements Sword Technique was about merging one’s innate elemental attribute the “Five Elements” with the sword.

For example, the sword in her hand was originally just an ordinary iron attribute.

But what if she merged her mutated ice spirit root with the iron sword?

Yan Jue silently recited the mantra, and in an instant, the “Lesser Yin Ice Soul Technique” circulated wildly within her body.

The concentrated power of extreme frost flowed to every bone in her body and then gradually dispersed into her hands.

Yan Jue suddenly opened her eyes, and the iron sword in her hand was already covered with a faint layer of ice!

Yan Jue swung the sword horizontally again. The tip of the iron sword instantly burst forth with immense spiritual power, and waves of chilling frost spread out from the surroundings, transforming into blue-tinged ripples.

This was the correct way to use the iron sword!

Could the Five Elements Sword Technique be combined with other sword techniques?

Yan Jue frowned slightly, recalling Qi Xianqing’s notes from the previous night.

She thought it had been mentioned…

That’s right!

A flash of inspiration struck Yan Jue. She stepped back and lightly shouted, “Spirit Manifestation Technique!”

The Northern Sea Profound Iron instantly detached from her neck, condensing into a massive shield in the air. Simultaneously, Yan Jue fiercely swung her sword, and a huge ice wall instantly gathered before her!

Since practicing the “Five Elements Sword Technique” by the cold pool that day, Yan Jue began experimenting with different sword forms.

She tried combining the Northern Sea Profound Iron with the Five Elements Sword, with the Profound Iron acting as defense and the iron sword as offense.

However, Yan Jue only practiced the coordination between the Northern Sea Profound Iron and the iron sword for a while before setting it aside.

This was because only one magical artifact could be registered for each competition. If she used the iron sword, the Northern Sea Profound Iron could not be used.

Yan Jue began to focus her mind on diligently practicing the sword techniques.

Over the next few days, her rest time noticeably decreased.

It was her first time encountering the sword, so she had to learn many things from scratch.

Yan Jue practiced daily by the cold pool; her arms and wrists were often bruised from the sword strikes, but she never gave up. In her spare moments, she would read the notes, slowly pondering and reviewing her movements, little by little.

In fact, if she were to ask Qi Xianqing for guidance, she could save herself many detours.

But in a time like this, Yan Jue did not want to ask Qi Xianqing for help.

Qi Xianqing had her own difficulties.

She was the chief disciple of the Blazing Fire Sect, carrying the hopes of her master, Yun Zhen. Asking her to teach her at this time would put Qi Xianqing in an awkward position.

Yan Jue did not want to make Qi Xianqing feel awkward.

Yan Jue went to the edge of the cold pool every day with her satchel, performed a set of punches, and then began to practice her sword techniques.

Yan Jue never knew that the iron sword, which she had been unable to use back at the Drunken Spring Brothel, could be so effective once she grasped the key techniques!

Even if she might not win, she had to give it her absolute best.

In the afternoon.

Yan Jue sat by the cold pool, slightly furrowing her brow as she untied the sandbags from her arms.

She had not slackened her strength training for her arms and legs. After removing the sandbags, she felt even lighter.

Yan Jue imitated Qi Xianqing’s posture, gripping the sword with both hands and fiercely swinging it downward.

The iron sword became a fleeting, insubstantial afterimage in the air, and a fierce, ice-blue sword light spread out from the tip.

She had been practicing sword techniques by the cold pool for several days.

But she didn’t know if she was practicing correctly.

Yan Jue had been completely ignorant of sword techniques before; even watching Qi Xianqing wield a sword gave her no insight. But now, the situation was different.

She really wanted to see Qi Xianqing practice the sword…

Yan Jue suddenly remembered the short letter Qi Xianqing had taken from the celestial crane’s basket that day.

She was going to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda for training.

Where was the Demon Suppressing Pagoda?

Yan Jue carried the iron sword back to her room, knocked on Du Ming’s door, and asked, “Do you know anything about the Demon Suppressing Pagoda?”

Du Ming was stunned: “Why are you suddenly asking about that?”

“The Demon Suppressing Pagoda is a treasure tower specially used for disciple training at our Five Dragon Mountain. It has twelve levels, and each level has different kinds of demons…”

After listening to Du Ming’s explanation, Yan Jue had a general understanding of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda mentioned in Qi Xianqing’s short letter.

It was a place for disciples to practice their divine abilities.

Disciples who wanted to train in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda needed to make an appointment with the managing elder in advance, and then continuously improve their cultivation by entering the pagoda and slaying demons.

Yan Jue: “Are there any entry requirements for the Demon Suppressing Pagoda?”

Du Ming frowned: “The Demon Suppressing Pagoda is not just for inner disciples; it’s open to all disciples. However, outer disciples generally don’t go there.”

That made sense. Outer disciples preferred comfort, so how could they go to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda?

Yan Jue laughed and said to Du Ming, “It’s been a long time since we’ve practiced together. Why don’t we go to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda this time?”

Upon hearing Yan Jue’s words, Du Ming immediately flared up: “Are you suggesting again that I don’t usually practice cultivation?”

Yan Jue: “I wouldn’t dare. I’ve just never been to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda before, and I wanted Senior Disciple Sister Du to take me.”

Du Ming also had deep insights from the recent competition and already intended to improve her own cultivation. Hearing Yan Jue’s suggestion, she went with her to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

The Demon Suppressing Pagoda was on Wanghai Peak in the Five Dragon Mountain range.

This was the only peak in the Five Dragon Mountain from which one could see the southwest sea.

And the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, one of the landmarks of the Five Dragon Mountain, was situated on the summit of Wanghai Peak.

When Yan Jue and Du Ming arrived at Wanghai Peak, they felt the cloud mist swirling around, and the scent of the ocean filled their nostrils.

In front of them, the Demon Suppressing Pagoda stood majestically. The tower had twelve levels and was indescribably grand and imposing.

As soon as Yan Jue approached the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, she noticed streaks of red light emanating from above it.

Yan Jue was stunned, only to hear Du Ming asking the executive elder beside her, “Elder, can we enter the tower now?”

The elder looked troubled: “There is already another team training inside.”

It turned out that there were no real demons inside the Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

Instead, the demons were simulated using array formations.

The yin energy inside the tower was extremely heavy, and the effect of the array was too realistic, which could easily cause fear.

Therefore, when entering the tower, a team of more than one person was required.

Du Ming: “Oh? Is that so…”

The elder said, “There are also some disciples who haven’t entered the tower watching the training over there. If you are not in a hurry, you can go and observe how this team trains.”

“The team currently inside the pagoda is composed of disciples with exceptionally good aptitude. If you observe and learn carefully, you can gain useful knowledge even without personally entering the tower.”

This was exactly what Yan Jue wanted. She quickly tugged on Du Ming’s sleeve: “Come on, it’s fine if we don’t go in today; we can still watch others.”

Yan Jue and Du Ming then went to the viewing platform next to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

The viewing platform was surprisingly crowded.

And everyone was staring intently at the inside of the pagoda.

Yan Jue looked at the mesmerized people and suddenly had a bad feeling…

She looked inside the tower.

Sure enough, Qi Xianqing, dressed in snow-white robes and with a long sword strapped to her back, was standing at the back of the team.

This was actually Qi Xianqing’s team from the Blazing Fire Sect!

Yan Jue knew that Qi Xianqing was in a difficult position because the Five Dragon Peaks Tournament was related to the reputation of the Blazing Fire Sect.

That’s why Yan Jue hadn’t asked Qi Xianqing to teach her martial arts during this time.

Qi Xianqing also had to lead her direct junior brothers and sisters within the sect.

Teacher Qi was truly busy.

The light inside the Demon Suppressing Pagoda was dim, and a pungent, fishy smell surrounded them.

This was the usual environment where most of the world’s demonic creatures lived.

Qi Xianqing stood calmly with her hands behind her back, her robes flapping in the strong wind.

Qi Xianqing remained still, while her junior disciple sisters in front of her were fighting fiercely.

Before them was a giant weasel demon. The weasel demon had a pointy nose, beady black eyes, and was holding a lantern.

It let out a sharp screech, and suddenly raised its hand.

Dense black bats flew out from the lantern.

Zhou Leng stood at the very front, flipping her palm outwards, and a small green leaf appeared before her.

The emerald-green leaf spun in her hand. Zhou Leng lightly shouted, and the leaf suddenly flew out, splitting into hundreds of smaller leaves in the air.

Qi Xianqing said plainly, “Too few.”

Zhou Leng’s face instantly flushed crimson. The green leaves above her head fluttered, gradually splitting into more and more smaller leaves.

Zhou Leng fiercely waved her hand, and all the leaves darted towards the weasel demon.

But the weasel moved strangely and quickly its small body actually passed directly through the leaves.

Its hands were raised high, the red lantern swung back and forth, and the small black bats looked like they were about to graze Zhou Leng’s face.

The effect created by the array formation was incredibly realistic. The bats opened their mouths, revealing tiny teeth that looked particularly ferocious in the dim light.

Zhou Leng abruptly stepped back and closed her eyes.

In an instant, the sounds of a dragon’s roar and a phoenix’s cry echoed in her ears.

A flash of blue light. The sword ‘Candle Shadow’ was like a burning flame in the sky, plunging directly into the weasel’s chest. Blood splattered out instantly, and the weasel demon, which had been standing perfectly fine a moment ago, was instantly disemboweled.

Precise, and immensely powerful.

Yan Jue bit her lip, silently memorizing Qi Xianqing’s sword technique.

With the weasel demon’s collapse, everything around them vanished in a flash of gray smoke. The Demon Suppressing Pagoda, which had just been permeated with the smell of blood, instantly became clean.

Once the demon was killed, the array formation automatically lifted.

Zhou Leng and the several women in vermillion-colored robes next to her looked back at Qi Xianqing.

Qi Xianqing: “Upstairs.”

Generally, a team had to break through to the twelfth level of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda before they could exit.

Only then could other teams enter.

Zhou Leng led her junior disciple sisters in the front, followed by Qi Xianqing. The group quickly reached the eighth level of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

As Yan Jue watched, she suddenly heard gasps of cold air from the side.

The originally empty eighth level began to shake, and a faint layer of red mist started to float up from the dark floor.

The wispy red mist completely obscured the few people in the tower.

When the red mist dissipated, a monster appeared in the center.

Yan Jue’s pupils suddenly contracted.

A giant Nine Tailed Fox Demon had appeared before the group at some point.

The demons in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda were illusions, not real demons.

But the Nine Tailed Fox Demon had golden eyes, and its nine tails floated like flames in the wind, looking ferocious, terrifying, and lifelike.

Yan Jue suddenly remembered that the bloodline pressure of the Red Fox, which she had not used for a long time, was exactly like this appearance.

Qi Xianqing stared at the tall fox before her but made no movement.

She was momentarily lost in thought.

Qi Xianqing actually thought of Yan Jue, and a subtle feeling of melancholy surged in her heart.

The competition was about to begin, but that little rascal hadn’t come to find her again. She wondered what she was practicing.

She wouldn’t… really think her cultivation was too low and go find her master, Yun Zhen, instead, would she?

The junior disciple sister next to Qi Xianqing summoned the long sword on her back.

The long sword tumbled and spun in the air, growing to the height of two people.

The junior disciple sister lightly shouted, and the long sword shot out like a gust of wind.

Qi Xianqing suddenly sensed something and looked back.

Yan Jue quickly bowed her head.

Yan Jue didn’t dare to look at Qi Xianqing for too long, because Qi Xianqing’s divine sense was very powerful, and if she stared at her for too long, she would be noticed.

Du Ming was watching beside her, yawning constantly, but Yan Jue felt increasingly excited.

By the time Qi Xianqing and her team walked out of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda near dusk, Yan Jue had already filled two full pages in her personal notebook.

Over the next few days, Yan Jue dragged Du Ming to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda whenever she had a spare moment.

The iron sword felt lighter and lighter in her hand, and the fusion of the ice element and the iron became better and better.

Her familiarity and coordination with the iron sword also grew.

Because it was difficult to reserve a spot in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda during the day, she started going at night.

As the moonlight scattered into the Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

Yan Jue gripped the sword with both hands, looked at the sharp muzzled weasel demon before her, and silently recited the mantra. Instantly, the sword tip condensed into a layer of frost.

The weasel demon let out a high pitched cry, transforming into an afterimage as it charged over.

Yan Jue dragged her feet on the ground, sidestepped to dodge, and simultaneously swung her sword horizontally.

With a flash of sword light, the weasel demon was sliced in half.