Sisterly bond, leaving no trace in the snow.
"Revered Master has recently taken on a Personal Disciple, and I've brought him to choose a suitable Magical Artifact." Song Shiwei replied indifferently.
"Hehe." Qin Shuhan chuckled lightly. "What a coincidence. My Revered Master also recently accepted two Disciples, and just like you, I'm bringing them to choose Magical Artifacts."
Just at this moment, Wang Tian, who had finished choosing his Magical Artifact, strode over.
He noticed Qin Shuhan from afar; her flawless, beautiful face was on par with his Senior Sister's.
When he got closer, Wang Tian secretly glanced at Qin Shuhan, sighing internally at her beauty.
He then calmly withdrew his gaze, faced Song Shiwei, and respectfully said, "Senior Sister, I have made my choice."
Song Shiwei nodded and introduced him to Qin Shuhan, "This is the Disciple my Revered Master recently accepted, Wang Tian."
"Wang Tian, this is Ziqing Peak's Chief Senior Sister, Qin Shuhan."
"Hello, Senior Sister Qin!" Wang Tian cupped his hands and bowed to Qin Shuhan.
"Mm." Qin Shuhan nodded lightly, and then there was nothing further; she seemed to have no intention of introducing Chen Yuan and the other Disciple.
She looked at Ye Baixi and asked, "Baixi, have you chosen a Magical Artifact?"
"I have chosen one, Senior Sister." Ye Baixi took out a long sword, the Spirit Rank Magical Artifact, Heavenly Snow Sword.
"Good, let's go!" After saying this, she left immediately without looking back.
Chen Yuan quickly followed with Ye Baixi.
Watching Qin Shuhan's retreating figure, Song Shiwei's eyes flickered uncertainly.
"Brother Chen Yuan, Senior Sister Qin doesn't seem to like Senior Sister Song very much." Ye Baixi whispered secretly into Chen Yuan's ear.
Chen Yuan nodded noncommittally. He could also tell that there must be some conflict between the two of them.
Because of Song Shiwei's appearance, Qin Shuhan's good mood completely vanished. She sent a Voice Transmission to Shen Nianchu, asking her to take the Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters to choose a corresponding Cultivation Technique.
The third floor of the Technique Pavilion.
Shen Nianchu pulled Ye Baixi along to choose a Sword Technique.
Chen Yuan, meanwhile, began choosing for himself.
In a corner, Ye Baixi leaned close to Shen Nianchu and whispered in her ear, "Senior Sister Shen, does Senior Sister Qin have some conflict with Senior Sister Song Shiwei?"
Hearing this, Shen Nianchu was startled for a moment. After realizing what was said, she asked, "Little Baixi, where did you hear that?"
Ye Baixi immediately told Shen Nianchu what had happened inside the Heavenly Xuan Pavilion.
Shen Nianchu nodded, then leaned close to Ye Baixi's small face.
Ye Baixi's face instantly flushed again. "S-Senior Sister, why are you leaning so close?"
Shen Nianchu giggled, pinching Ye Baixi's little cheek. "So smooth, so soft! Junior Martial Brother feeds you too well."
At this moment, the blush on Ye Baixi's face visibly spread, turning her ears red.
"S-Senior Sister, w-what are you saying?" Ye Baixi's body went soft, and she nearly fell into Shen Nianchu's arms.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore." After speaking, Shen Nianchu's expression turned serious, and she slowly said, "Actually, Senior Sister Song is Senior Sister Qin's younger sister."
Hearing this, Ye Baixi looked stunned, unable to react for a moment.
She counted on her fingers: "Senior Sister Qin's surname is Qin, and Senior Sister Song's surname is Song." She put her two fingers together, her brain completely overwhelmed. "Then how can the two of them be sisters?"
"Oh my! Little Baixi, you really are adorably silly!" Shen Nianchu rolled her eyes at Ye Baixi, then lowered her voice to explain:
"Senior Sister Qin's mother sacrificed herself fighting Demonic Cultivators on the Outer Domain Battlefield. Later, Senior Sister Qin's father remarried, and that person is Senior Sister Song's mother."
"Oh!" Little Baixi nodded; she seemed to understand.
"Senior Sister Qin and Senior Sister Song have always been at odds. Three years ago, they fought fiercely to compete for the position of Sect Chief Senior Sister."
"Then who won?" Ye Baixi revealed a curious little expression.
"Neither of them won. They fought for three days and three nights until their Spiritual Qi was completely depleted and they had to be carried back."
...Finally, Chen Yuan chose a Movement Technique called Phantom Steps.
He already had a Cultivation Technique for the Dao of the Zither, so choosing another would be a waste.
"Hehehe, I'll turn around and give it to Little Baixi." Chen Yuan smiled slyly.
At this moment, Ye Baixi and Shen Nianchu walked over together.
"Brother Chen Yuan, what are you laughing about?" Ye Baixi asked, blinking her beautiful large eyes.
"Cough, cough, nothing. I just thought of something happy."
Shen Nianchu muttered inwardly, always feeling that this Junior Brother's smile was strange.
In the evening, Chen Yuan came to Ye Baixi's Residence and handed a Transmission Jade Slip to Ye Baixi.
Inside the Jade Slip was the Movement Technique, Phantom Steps, that he had chosen.
"Brother Chen Yuan, I can't accept this. This is your own Cultivation Technique." Ye Baixi quickly waved her hands in refusal. How could she take something from Brother Chen Yuan!
Seeing the Little Girl's determined attitude, Chen Yuan could only resort to his Finishing Move.
He took Ye Baixi's small hand.
This sudden action immediately made Ye Baixi lower her head shyly, her heart filled with intense nervousness.
"Ah~"
Suddenly, a scream pierced the silent night sky.
Chen Yuan pulled Ye Baixi into his arms, and Ye Baixi, startled, immediately cried out.
"Gege~ W-what are you doing?" Little Baixi felt her entire body go incredibly soft; she couldn't stand up and could only lean into Brother Chen Yuan's embrace.
Her small face had long since turned pink; her entire being looked like a fully ripe fruit, and steam seemed to be bubbling from the top of her head.
Chen Yuan looked at the person in his arms, his throat bobbing. Unable to control his emotions for a moment, he kissed her directly.
"Wuwu!" Ye Baixi widened her eyes. Had Brother Chen Yuan just forced a kiss on her?
Gradually, her eyes became hazy, and she became lost in the moment.
A quarter of an hour later, the Little Girl could no longer hold on and kept hitting Chen Yuan's chest. Only then did Chen Yuan reluctantly release the Little Girl's cherry lips.
"Hoo hoo~" Ye Baixi gasped heavily, her small face flushed.
She didn't know why, but her body was soft and she couldn't exert any strength; she had difficulty breathing and couldn't catch her breath at all.
Suddenly, she widened her eyes again! Ahhh! Brother Chen Yuan... actually bit her ear!
"Yingning... mm~" The tingling sensation near her ear made her let out a soft moan involuntarily.
So... so shameful!
Chen Yuan blew a breath near her ear and said, "Be good~ Won't you listen and accept the Cultivation Technique?"
"Okay~" Ye Baixi's voice was soft and sweet as she spoke unconsciously.
After realizing what she said, she wanted to refuse, but Chen Yuan's lips blocked her again.
This time, Chen Yuan was even more excessive, using his hands freely and making the Little Girl tear up.
Under Chen Yuan's fierce assault, the Little Girl finally agreed to accept it.
[Ding, detecting that the Host has gifted a Spirit Rank Movement Technique, Phantom Steps, triggering Thousand-Fold Return.
Congratulations to the Host for acquiring the Heaven Rank Movement Technique, Treading Snow Without a Trace.
(Effect: Cultivating this to Perfection allows one to instantly erupt with astonishing speed, flashing past like a beam of light, making it difficult for opponents to track one's movements.)
The Cultivation Technique has been stored in the System Space. The Host may retrieve it at any time.]
"Brother Chen Yuan, you gave me such a valuable item, I want to give you a gift too. What do you like? I'll buy it for you."
Chen Yuan was stunned upon hearing this, followed by a heart full of emotion. What a good girl! She even knew to return the favor.
In his previous life, certain little fairies would think receiving gifts was only natural.
If he asked for them back, they would furiously curse him with harsh words: Why should I return it? He gave it to me willingly; it's not like I forced him to.