Chu Xiu stood up.
With a flick of his right hand, he cast a dust-removal spell to clean off the dirt on his body, then took a new black robe from his storage pouch and put it on.
Leisurely, he walked towards the front hall.
At this moment, our Fairy Mengdie was sitting barefoot on the Lotus Throne, holding a bright red fruit in her hands, nibbling at it with small bites, looking pitiful and helpless.
"Is it tasty?"
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"Yes, it's delicious~"
Qi Mengdie hid the fruit behind her, lifted her head, and coldly stared in the direction of the voice.
Seeing that smiling face, she wished she could tear it to pieces.
"You rebellious disciple."
Chu Xiu strolled over, his dark eyes scanning up and down the wary "woman."
Her skin was like jade, her face stunningly beautiful, with a faint fragrance emanating from her delicate body.
"Master, how many days has it been since you last bathed?"
Qi Mengdie nearly exploded with anger at his words.
This rebellious disciple had taken over the rear hall, leaving her with no cultivation base and unable to leave the grand hall, with no place to bathe even if she wanted to.
And now he had the nerve to ask her how many days it had been since she bathed? Shameful, utterly shameful.
"Rest assured, Master, your disciple won't forgive you—ah, I mean, your disciple won't despise you.
The Celestial Fragrance Physique truly lives up to its reputation; even after days without a bath, you're still spotless, with skin like ice and bones like jade."
"You rebellious disciple, what are you up to now?"
"Master, please! My aptitude is really too poor!"
"You... you rebellious disciple."
***
Half an hour later.
A thousand miles away.
On Punishment Peak.
A white streak of light shot into the sky.
A few breaths later.
A handsome middle-aged man with a sword on his back stood in mid-air at the summit of Cloudmist Peak, like a god or a demon.
His face, eyebrows, hair, and robe were all white, even his pupils were white. Standing there, he was like an unsheathed divine sword, surrounded by boundless murderous sword intent, with black cracks appearing in the surrounding void.
"Uncle Tian Xing."
"Greetings, Uncle Tian Xing."
Two direct disciples of Cloudmist Peak flew below Tian Xing, slightly bowing in salute.
The male cultivator in a blue robe was named Xiao Yifeng, the second disciple of Cloudmist Peak and Chu Xiu's second junior brother.
The female cultivator in a red dress was named Ren Hongying, the third disciple of Cloudmist Peak and Chu Xiu's third junior sister.
Tian Xing nodded slightly, "You two may leave; I have matters to discuss with your master."
"Yes~"
The two bowed and immediately flew away.
"Second Senior Brother, what do you think Uncle Tian Xing is here to discuss with Master?"
"I don't know~" Xiao Yifeng shook his head.
"Have you seen Senior Brother? I heard he's going to have another life-and-death duel with Zhang Meng of Heavenly Sword Peak." Ren Hongying frowned.
Xiao Yifeng's face instantly darkened, coldly saying, "That useless fool, after decades of cultivation, he hasn't even broken through to the Other Shore. He's only bringing shame to our Cloudmist Peak by staying alive. I don't know why Master still wants to restore his cultivation base.
If he hadn't joined Cloudmist Peak a few years before us, why would he be the senior disciple?"
Ren Hongying smiled sweetly, "Why don't we find an opportunity to kick him out of Cloudmist Peak, and let you, Second Senior Brother, become the senior disciple?"
***
"Sister Mengdie, have you come out of seclusion?"
Tian Xing's voice echoed into the Peak Lord Hall.
"Please forgive me, Brother Tian Xing, I encountered a problem in my cultivation and cannot meet with you."
The Peak Lord of Tian Xing Peak showed a worried expression: "Sister, I have a seventh-grade healing elixir specially made by Junior Brother Tian from Alchemy Peak, which can help you heal."
"No... um... no need. A few days of rest will suffice."
A trace of disappointment flashed across Tian Xing's face, and he smiled, "Alright then! I'll come to visit another day, and I wish you further progress in your cultivation."
With that, he waved his right hand, and a verdant bamboo flute appeared in his hand.
"This piece is called 'Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix,' inspired by my recent moon-gazing. Today, I present it to you, Sister."
With that, he placed the bamboo flute to his lips and began to play.
The melodious flute music flowed out like a clear spring.
It stirred the hearts and minds of those who heard it!!!
Chu Xiu gently touched Qi Mengdie's cheek, his smile warm, like the handsome and gentle big brother next door.
"You rebellious disciple."
On the white jade throne, Fairy Mengdie curled up her delicate body, her pretty face flushed with red.
Oh heavens, that scene just now was definitely the nightmare of her life, Qi Mengdie thought.
She actually conversed with Brother Tian Xing while...
[Wow, Host, you truly are the ultimate villain, to have once again... with your master... triggering a special reward, Profound Weapon—Azure Blood Sword]
[With the Celestial Fragrance Physique..., cultivation aptitude +100]
[With the Celestial Fragrance Physique..., cultivation aptitude +100]
[With the Celestial Fragrance Physique..., cultivation aptitude +100]
[Host's aptitude has reached 617 "Heavenly Level," cultivation speed increased twenty-five times]
[Ding, Host's cultivation has "advanced," successfully breaking through to Wheel Sea, Second Layer, please strive for excellence and continue to work hard... haha]
"Master~"
Chu Xiu felt refreshed.
Fairy Mengdie turned her head away, her hair disheveled, unwilling to look at this rebellious disciple.
"Uncle Tian Xing's playing is truly wonderful; even your disciple couldn't help but give him a thumbs up."
"Get lost~"
"Master, you've been performing well these past few days. I've decided to restore your cultivation for one day. What do you think?"
Chu Xiu smiled gently, crouching down to speak softly.
A glint of light flashed in Qi Mengdie's phoenix eyes as she turned her head to meet his gaze, "Are you trying to deceive me again?"
"No, no, no, I usually keep my word."
As he spoke, Chu Xiu's left hand formed a seal.
An invisible wave of vital energy spread out.
Qi Mengdie immediately felt the restriction binding her cultivation vanish.
Killing intent erupted as she reached out to strike Chu Xiu's head.
She moved quickly.
Chu Xiu's movements were not slow either.
With a seal from his right hand, Qi Mengdie's cultivation was sealed once again.
Uh... Her right hand stopped in mid-air, just three inches from Chu Xiu's face.
The look of satisfaction on Qi Mengdie's face froze, her red lips lightly pressed together. How she wished she could say, "It was a misunderstanding, do you believe me?" But her pride wouldn't allow her to say such a thing.
"Heh..."
Chu Xiu sneered, "Master, you're still not behaving! It seems you prefer the feeling of being sealed."
He stood up, dusted off his robe as if brushing away non-existent dust, and turned to leave.
"You..."
Qi Mengdie bit her lower lip, growling, "You rebellious disciple..."
"Ah, what a pity. I was quite satisfied with Master's 'cooperation' and wanted to unseal you, but alas..."
Chu Xiu shook his head and sighed as he walked away.
Suddenly, he thought of something and paused.
Qi Mengdie's heart skipped a beat.
What is this rebellious disciple planning now?
Chu Xiu turned his head, a mischievous smile appearing on his handsome face.
"Master, given our current close relationship, it shouldn't be a problem for your disciple to borrow some cultivation resources from you, right?"
[Wow, Host, you're incredibly wicked, planning to "have your cake and eat it too," playing and taking, utterly rotten, earning a reward of 500 breakthrough points.]
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