281: Chapter 281 Who's Afraid of Whom

Watching the back of Master Shen Xi as she departed, Ye Xuan rubbed his chin and muttered to himself, "What is wrong with Master? What does she mean by 'you're on your own'?"

He truly could not fathom the reason behind it, but he felt too embarrassed to ask further.

Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a malicious gaze landing on him.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Qingluan, who was staring at him with a mischievous smirk.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes sparkled with a lively light, as if she were plotting something mischievous.

"Hehe, Qingluan, now that Master is gone, watch how I deal with you, you little troublemaker! If I don't spank your little bottom until it's bright red, I won't take the surname Ye!"

Ye Xuan's mouth curled into a wicked smirk as he deliberately provoked her.

Hearing this, Qingluan was not to be outdone. She puffed out her chest and responded loudly, "Bring it on, who's afraid of whom! If you have the ability, come and try it. Let's see whose bottom gets spanked!"

For a moment, the air was filled with a tense yet amusing atmosphere; a tussle between the senior brother and junior sister was about to unfold...

"Hmph, bad Senior Brother, you're the one who's going to be unlucky," Qingluan said with a coquettish huff, a glimmer of craftiness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

At this moment, she waved her jade-like hand, and a dazzling light flashed suddenly. Immediately after, a peerless sword radiating supreme divine might appeared in her grasp.

This sword was none other than the divine weapon—the juexian sword. Its blade shimmered with mysterious runes, emitting an aura that made one's heart palpitate.

Upon seeing the fully unsheathed juexian sword, the smug smile on Ye Xuan's face suddenly froze. He inwardly cried out: Oh no, it seems I rejoiced too soon. How could Master have completely undone the seal on the juexian sword for Qingluan?

"Hum—hum—"

The juexian sword seemed to sense its master's anger and began to hum. As the juexian sword vibrated, an immensely powerful pressure surged like a tidal wave, descending directly upon Ye Xuan.

The strength of this pressure was not in the slightest inferior to the peak of the ninth level of the King Profound Realm.

Ye Xuan's expression changed slightly. He clearly felt the terrifying power of the Emperor Weapon, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The next moment, he discovered that his body was unable to move an inch, as if he had been restrained in place by an invisible force.

"Stinky Senior Brother, keep laughing, why don't you?"

Qingluan's mouth curled slightly, and a faint look of retaliation appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

She walked gracefully to Ye Xuan's side and gently thrust the juexian sword into the ground just one foot away from him.

Looking at the juexian sword so close before his eyes, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Seeing Qingluan rubbing her hands together, looking eager to try, a sense of panic instantly rose in Ye Xuan's heart.

He hurriedly shouted towards the pavilion, "Master, Little Moon is cheating! She wants to use an Emperor Weapon to hack me! Please come and save your disciple!" His voice was filled with anxiety and terror, hoping to attract the attention of the incomparably beautiful fairy, Master Shen Xi, inside the pavilion.

"Hmph, even if you scream until your throat breaks, Master won't come out to save you!"

Qingluan gave a coquettish shout, pushed Ye Xuan to the ground, and then nimbly straddled him.

She looked down at Ye Xuan's extraordinarily handsome face, her jade hands tightly clenched, raising her small fist high, as if she were about to strike the next moment.

"Little Moon, can you... please don't hit the face..."

Ye Xuan said helplessly to Qingluan. At this moment, he was restrained by the Emperor Weapon and could not move a muscle, only able to watch his junior sister's small fist get closer and closer.

"Bang—"

With a dull thud, Ye Xuan's left eye was struck by Qingluan's soft and cool fist, instantly swelling into half a panda eye.

After successfully landing a punch on her stinky senior brother, most of the anger in Qingluan's beautiful eyes dissipated. Her mouth curled slightly upward, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Little Moon, you are trying to kill your brother!"

Feeling the astonishing elasticity of his junior sister's pert bottom, Ye Xuan, sporting one panda eye, looked at her somewhat mournfully.

"Hmph, stinky Senior Brother, who told you to spank my bottom just now!"

Qingluan rolled her eyes at Ye Xuan with a mix of coquettish anger and annoyance, and huffed.

"It's a bit asymmetrical," Ye Xuan muttered to himself, while gently touching his panda eye with his hand, inwardly complaining bitterly.

Meanwhile, Qingluan, who was standing to the side, involuntarily revealed a crafty smile on her stunningly beautiful face. Her large, lively eyes darted around, as if she were thinking of some mischievous idea.

Immediately after, Qingluan didn't hesitate to raise her pink, petite fist again and swung it rapidly toward Ye Xuan's other eye socket.

"Bang..."

With a crisp sound, Ye Xuan's other eye also successfully turned into a panda eye.

At this moment, he looked extremely comical, and even Qingluan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Now it's symmetrical!"

Qingluan said triumphantly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a wicked gleam.

However, she did not stop there; instead, she turned her gaze to Ye Xuan's soft stomach. Then, she ruthlessly pressed down on it with force.

"Hiss... Little Moon, do you believe that in the future I can spank your bottom until it's ruined?"

Feeling the waves of stinging pain from his eye sockets and stomach, Ye Xuan gasped and glared fiercely at Qingluan.

"Phew..."

A quarter of an hour later, Qingluan let out a deep breath, slowly raised her slender, jade-like hands, and gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat from her forehead.

At this moment, she felt filled with power throughout her entire body, her spirits lifted, as if she had entered an otherworldly realm, like a saint descending.

"Senior Brother, regarding your performance just now... this young lady is still quite satisfied!"

Qingluan laughed softly, her tone revealing a hint of playfulness and triumph.

She slowly extended her delicate, jade-like hand, used her fingertips to gently lift Ye Xuan's chin, and then nimbly jumped off his stomach, landing steadily on the ground.

She elegantly straightened her slightly messy Glazed Fairy Dress, a charming smile that was both aloof and alluring hanging on her stunningly beautiful face, as she gazed at Ye Xuan with satisfaction.

"That was so much fun, let's continue our sword sparring next time!"

Qingluan said in a sweet voice, a glimmer of craftiness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Then, her figure gradually vanished from the spot like a phantom, leaving behind only a faint, lingering fragrance in the air.

"Ugh... you little demoness! Your happiness is actually built upon this senior brother's suffering! However happy you are, that is how much pain this senior brother is in!"

Ye Xuan, his face covered in bruises and looking miserable, lay powerlessly on the ground. His panda eyes were filled with despair and helplessness as he could only stare silently at the sky, sighing endlessly in his heart.