249: Chapter 249 The Immortal-Slaying Sword

This beautiful fairy named Qingluan was sharpening her blade while secretly thinking: "Why hasn't Senior Brother come back yet? I really miss sparring with him again!"

Recalling the past, Senior Brother always liked to tease her and would pinch her small face whenever he had the chance.

Now, Qingluan's cultivation has broken through to the ninth level of the Heaven Profound Realm, and with the juexian sword by her side, her strength has greatly increased.

She couldn't help but think: "Perhaps I can defeat Senior Brother in a spar this time?"

As she thought about it, the corners of Qingluan's mouth turned up, revealing a confident smile.

She focused intently on polishing the greenish-copper rust off the juexian sword, looking forward to the exciting duel upon reuniting with Senior Brother.

"Hum..."

A crisp, melodious sword hum rang out, as if it were a call from ancient times. The fairy sword ground against the hard jade stone, sparking with fire.

The layer of greenish-copper rust that originally covered the sword's body gradually flaked off, revealing a dazzling divine radiance hidden within.

"Hum—"

The fairy sword vibrated, emitting a pleasant and melodious humming sound that resonated beyond the nine heavens. This sound was like heavenly music, making one intoxicated and unable to pull themselves away.

"Hoo—"

The sword body trembled slightly as if it were cheering, looking forward to displaying its true sharpness.

"The juexian sword is about to be unsheathed. Senior Brother, hurry back and let Qingluan slash a few times!"

The peerless female sword immortal Qingluan whispered softly.

Her red lips parted slightly, and a smile that was hard to detect hung on the corners of her mouth.

That pretty face still had a hint of cuteness, but it wasn't entirely so.

Now, after the baptism of time and the polishing of cultivation, her appearance had reached perfection, beautiful as a fairy descending to the mortal world, transcendent and unlike anything in the mundane world.

"Stinky Senior Brother, actually lied to me, even saying he could make me as beautiful as that Lin Qingzhu on the Holy Masters Immortal Peak!

Hmph, this Qingluan has already awakened the Supreme Sword Immortal Body, yet I still feel I can't compare to that Lin Qingzhu!"

The beautiful female sword immortal Qingluan stopped her movements, her beautiful eyes fixed on her own chest, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself.

Her eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and unwillingness, and she secretly grumbled in her heart:

"Could it be that I really have to do as Senior Brother said and find a chance to ask Lin Qingzhu for the secret of cultivation? But, would that be too embarrassing..."

Thinking of this, a flush appeared on Qingluan's face, as alluring as a ripe apple.

Despite undergoing a transformation, her face was no longer ordinary, but compared to Lin Qingzhu, who possessed a beauty that could topple cities, she was still a notch inferior.

In her view, even with the help of that notorious Senior Brother, it was probably difficult to surpass Lin Qingzhu's beauty!

Once she thought of this, Qingluan realized she had been deceived; she had been too naive back then.

That detestable Pretty Boy Senior Brother clearly had ulterior motives and wanted to take advantage of the situation, while she had foolishly delivered herself to him.

"Bad Senior Brother, hurry up and get back here! See how I deal with you!"

Qingluan muttered, gritting her teeth.

"Clang~ Clang~"

With two crisp sounds, Qingluan, who was already beautiful as a fairy and graceful, appeared even more elegant and refined at this moment.

She continued to bury her head in polishing that legendary inextinguishable fairy sword while muttering softly.

"Pretty Boy, you better pray for your own luck! Who told you to owe me so much? This account will be settled with you sooner or later!"

On the pavilion of Sword Immortal Peak, Master Shen Xi, dressed in snow-white clothes with hair cascading down like a waterfall, stood with her hands behind her back, facing the wind.

Hearing Qingluan's whispered complaints, even she couldn't help but secretly break out in a cold sweat for the handsome Pretty Boy of her own peak.

"However, if you are truly bullied and humiliated by Qingluan when the time comes, as your Master, I will naturally not sit idly by! I will definitely take action decisively to protect you!"

"Detestable! Pretty Boy, how dare you go to the Ancient City of Sin without permission? You really don't let your Master worry less!"

Master Shen Xi, dressed in a white glazed fairy dress, parted her red lips slightly, and her words revealed a hint of reproach and nagging.

"Forget it, forget it, your Master will wait a few more days. Only after you return safely can I feel at ease to refine that strand of Primordial Yang..."

Master Shen Xi whispered softly, and the beautiful, fairy-like sound echoed in the air.

Whenever she recalled the mistakes made by that rebellious disciple, a shy blush would inevitably appear on her peerless face hidden beneath the white veil.

In fact, Master Shen Xi's own cultivation had already reached the limit of the Saint Realm.

Originally, she planned to start closed-door cultivation immediately after the Pretty Boy returned to Sword Immortal Peak, putting all her effort into refining that strand of Primordial Yang to break through her current realm.

But now that Ye Xuan had not returned to Sword Immortal Peak, she really couldn't feel at ease to enter closed-door cultivation alone.

Now that she knew Ye Xuan was in the dangerous Ancient City of Sin, he was likely heading to the quasi-forbidden land there—the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm.

If Ye Xuan encountered a crisis, he only needed to activate the Linglong Jade Talisman he carried with him, and no matter how far away, she, Master Shen Xi, could rush to rescue him quickly!

"Achoo..."

In a room on the third floor of an inn in the City of Sin, Ye Xuan, sitting cross-legged on a soft couch, sneezed repeatedly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ye Xuan sneezing non-stop, Wu Yaoyao, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help but show concern and asked.

"Hiss~ This wave came so fiercely, who exactly is missing me so urgently?"

Ye Xuan himself was confused and muttered to himself, "Could it be that my graceful, immortal-like, cold and transcendent Master is missing her beloved disciple? Could it be that she wants me to show filial piety to her again?"

Thinking of his peerless and uniquely charming Master, Ye Xuan couldn't help but fall into memories, and the longing for her deep in his heart grew stronger.

"Yaoyao, don't worry, Brother is fine!" Ye Xuan gently rubbed Wu Yaoyao's hair, soothing her with an extremely gentle tone.

"Girl, after you find the god spirit flower, are you going to return to the Luo Shen Clan?" Ye Xuan asked while stretching his body, then lazily lay down.

He slowly rested his head on Wu Yaoyao's slender and charming legs, feeling the faint floral scent emanating from her, then gently closed his eyes, which were as deep as a pool.

"Hmm, Brother, after Yaoyao finds the god spirit flower, I will return to the Luo Shen Clan!"

Wu Yaoyao quietly stared at Ye Xuan resting his head on her lap so dominantly. Her petite body trembled slightly, and then she tacitly agreed to Ye Xuan's action.

"Then Brother will definitely visit the Luo Shen Clan in the future. I hope my little sister will treat Brother well then."

Hearing this, Ye Xuan teased with a mischievous smile.