Chapter 78: Holy Crap, Is This Lingxi Valley?

"Qingran, my dear, I've already learned a bit of the . I'll now teach you to become a peerless sword immortal!"

[Qingran, you've been under my tutelage for some time now. It's time for me to teach you some self-defense techniques.]

Just as Li Qingran was about to sit down and meditate, her master's voice echoed in the void.

Was her master finally going to teach her a cultivation technique?

Li Qingran's heart was filled with joy.

"Alright, Master! Your disciple will study diligently and will never let you down!"

She obediently sat on the meditation cushion, her hands resting on her knees, back straight. However, she didn't notice that her kneeling posture accentuated her slender waist and full hips. Coupled with the eager anticipation and adoration in her eyes, it made Chen Huaian's heart skip a beat.

This little workshop is terrifying!

Chen Huaian sighed for the nth time.

[Today, I'll teach you a sword technique called the . It has thirty-six chapters and twelve forms. I'll start by teaching you the first twelve chapters and the first two forms.]

"Why not all thirty-six chapters and twelve forms?" Li Qingran clenched her hands on her knees, her brows furrowed with a hint of nervousness and eagerness. She cautiously asked,

"Master, your disciple will study diligently. I'm not that stupid. Master, you can try teaching me everything at once!"

[Ahem, it's not that I think you're stupid. It's just that this sword technique is too powerful. You need to build a foundation and progress step by step. You can't rush perfection.]

Hearing Chen Huaian's words, Li Qingran calmed down.

As long as her master didn't think she was foolish, it was fine.

When she returned to the Qingyun Sect earlier, Qingxu Daoist and Lu Changtian had said many things about her being stupid and slow. Now that she was under Chen Huaian's tutelage, she was eager to prove herself and leave a good impression on him.

She was used to being abandoned.

She didn't want to be thrown away like trash again.

[I'll demonstrate the first twelve chapters of the for you first, and then I'll break it down for you step by step. Watch carefully!]

Following the game's instructions, Chen Huaian placed his phone on a selfie stick. The game automatically switched to the front camera to record the scene.

"So, I just need to perform it once now?"

He saw a small square pop up in the top left corner of the screen.

Inside the square was a white-haired immortal in black robes, holding a black-scaled sword, mirroring his every move.

Chen Huaian made a "monkey gazing at the moon" gesture.

The immortal in the game did the same.

"Oh, this is my game character. I remember now."

Chen Huaian snapped out of his thoughts.

He roughly understood what the game was trying to do.

If this weren't a game, Li Qingran would be seeing the white-haired immortal, not a bald guy in pajamas.

As Chen Huaian had guessed, the moment the words "watch carefully" fell, Li Qingran's vision blurred, and she found herself no longer in the small wooden house but in a dim, isolated space. However, there was a faint light in the darkness—a figure standing five meters away.

Dressed in white, with a sword on his back and hair as white as snow.

It was her master.

The master she saw here didn't have the terrifying aura and pressure she had felt at the Qingyun Sect. Instead, it made her heart flutter even more.

The master at the Qingyun Sect was too distant, like a god high above. But now, her master seemed within reach, no longer an unattainable illusion.

[Hey, pay attention!]

Before she knew it, her master had walked up to her.

A ruler lightly tapped her head with a tap.

It didn't hurt, but it made her cheeks burn hotter and hotter, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.

"This is fun! The disciple can be distracted, and there's interaction! Her expressions are so lifelike." Chen Huaian tapped Li Qingran's forehead with the ruler. Once she focused and sat obediently, he began demonstrating the movements.

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Meanwhile, on Luoxia Peak, a flying sword descended.

Xu An stepped off the sword, carrying two gourds of wine.

This was the spiritual wine he had brewed. The alcohol content had been reduced by a third, so it wasn't intoxicating. As a beverage, it was sweet and refreshing, not only stimulating the appetite and calming the mind but also speeding up the absorption of spiritual energy.

"Senior Sister said the new junior sister has joined the deserted Wanjian Peak. As her senior brothers and sisters, we should help her out. But out of the six gourds of spiritual wine I brewed, only three are left…"

Xu An sighed and shook his head.

If he gave two gourds to the junior sister, he'd only have one left.

But bringing just one gourd felt too stingy.

In the end, appearances mattered more than substance.

He had to give what was due.

"I heard the junior sister is in the stone house at the peak…

Wait, a stone house?!"

Xu An froze, his eyes widening.

Holy crap, is this still Luoxia Peak?

Did I accidentally end up in Lingxi Valley?!

What stood at the peak wasn't a stone house but a finely decorated wooden mansion. Most importantly, there were ten cultivated spirit fields around it, with spiritual energy so dense it was almost turning into mist.

The wooden house was half-hidden in a bamboo grove, with a stream flowing out from the depths of the grove, pooling into a clear pond beside the house. Lotus flowers bloomed in the pond, and a few cranes flapped their wings, playing in the water.

"Clear pond reflecting bamboo, lotus petals dotting the pavilion."

Looking at the scenery in front of the door, Xu An couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. "This is what an immortal's dwelling should look like. Compared to this, my cave is like a dog's kennel."

So the question arose.

How did this junior sister transform the peak into this in just half a day?

And what about the ten spirit fields?

Could it be some kind of treasure?!

Xu An glanced at the two wine gourds in his hand and suddenly felt they were too humble a gift. He wasn't good at social interactions, and seeing this scene made him even more awkward.

"Forget it, I won't go in."

Xu An stood on the stone steps in front of the wooden house, placed the wine gourds on a rock, and was about to leave when he sensed a faint Dao aura emanating from the small wooden house.

His expression changed slightly, and he muttered, "Is the junior sister's talent so extraordinary? She's already having an epiphany just half a day after arriving?"

He looked around and noticed that there were no defensive measures around the small wooden house.

"An epiphany is crucial for cultivation and must not be disturbed. I'll set up a concealment array for the junior sister."

Xu An slapped his waist, and with a hum, a black flying sword flew out, circling the small wooden house. With a few strokes, the array was set up. Once the sword returned to its sheath, he sprinkled a handful of spirit stones at the array's core.

There was no danger within the Sword Pavilion.

The purpose of the concealment array was to inform others that the person inside didn't want to be disturbed—a different kind of reminder.

After completing this, Xu An nodded in satisfaction. Looking at the small wooden house now hidden within the array, he shook his head and said,

"How interesting~"

"The new junior sister cultivated ten spirit fields in less than half a day. I'll have to tell everyone about this and have them come to Luoxia Peak to see the spectacle. It's also a good opportunity to follow the Sword Pavilion's traditions!"

As if thinking of something amusing, he threw his head back and laughed.

Then, he turned around, stepped onto his flying sword, and soared into the sky.

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