290: Chapter 290 Demon Suppression Technique

"It hasn't even been half a quarter of an hour since I left, so why am I thinking of that annoying little brother again?

Could it be that I've fallen in love with him?

Absolutely impossible! It must be that I'm overthinking things. There is only a pure sister-brother relationship between him and me."

Xian Linglong shook her head gently, whispering to herself as if trying to comfort herself.

Afterward, that snow-white immortal figure turned and departed, embarking on the journey to Beixuan Continent alone. After all, there was an important mission waiting for her to complete: going to the Sacred Abyss to retrieve the ancient divine artifact—the Qingping Sword.

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On Sword Immortal Peak, it remained like a paradise, a fairyland on earth.

A gentle breeze blew through the lingering immortal clouds, simultaneously rippling the pool of clear spirit water.

In an exquisite pavilion located beside the spirit lake, Ye Xuan walked out of the Immortal Mansion Space and arrived in front of Master Shen Xi's boudoir door.

However, he suddenly became somewhat hesitant, standing there in a daze, unsure whether he should push open the door and enter Master Shen Xi's boudoir.

"What on earth did the Empress Sister mean by those words at the end? If I give Master the luo shen flower, will it make her treat me better?"

Ye Xuan was filled with doubt, muttering to himself, "The luo shen flower, could it really have such a miraculous effect that it can make Master change her mind?"

As he pondered, he recalled the conversation with the Empress, trying to find an answer. However, the more he thought about it, the deeper his doubts became.

His heart was filled with apprehension. If what the Empress Sister said was true, and he presented that luo shen flower to Master Shen Xi, would she get angry and turn him into Little Xuan on the spot? He was so conflicted, yet he wanted Master to treat him well.

"Rebellious disciple, how much longer are you going to dawdle outside the door?"

Just as his thoughts were racing, a melodious, heavenly immortal voice—Master Shen Xi's—suddenly drifted out from the room.

"Master, can your disciple enter now?"

Ye Xuan raised his head and respectfully asked his Master toward the other side of the room.

"Come in!"

After three breaths of time, Master Shen Xi's crisp and pleasant voice came again.

Ye Xuan gently pushed open the door, stepped into the room, and his gaze landed on the white-clad immortal figure sitting cross-legged on the soft couch.

"Come sit over here; I am going to teach you the 'Demon Suppressing Art.'"

Master Shen Xi lifted her beautiful eyes slightly, glanced at Ye Xuan indifferently, and then extended her slender, jade-like hand to pat the soft couch.

"The 'Demon Suppressing Art'?"

A look of joy appeared on Ye Xuan's face, and like an obedient child, he sat cross-legged opposite Master Shen Xi.

Looking at Master Shen Xi's graceful figure, which was less than two feet away from him, Ye Xuan caught a whiff of the charming fragrance emanating from his Master.

"Calm your mind and spirit, and release your divine soul," Master Shen Xi's cold, clear voice came. Her gaze was as calm as water, yet it contained a hint of imperceptible doting.

However, when she noticed her rebellious disciple's bold yet slightly shy gaze, her expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and she simply spoke to him in the same indifferent tone.

As Master Shen Xi's words fell, Ye Xuan dared not show the slightest negligence and immediately acted according to her instructions.

With a buzzing sound, Ye Xuan successfully summoned his fully formed divine soul figure from his divine sea.

This divine soul figure was about a foot tall, radiating dazzling red divine light from its body. Its aura was imposing, making one dare not look directly at it.

It was like a tiny deity, exuding an otherworldly aura, clearly an extraordinary existence.

Master Shen Xi gazed at Ye Xuan's divine soul figure, a flash of appreciation crossing her eyes.

She sighed in praise, "Not bad. To possess such a powerful and complete divine soul while in the Yuan Gang Realm—Pretty Boy, your talent is truly peerless."

Although she understood in her heart that this disciple was a bit mischievous and even dared to offend his Master, it could not be denied that his aptitude was indeed extremely outstanding; such talent was rare in a million years.

Hearing Master Shen Xi's praise, a brilliant smile bloomed on Ye Xuan's face, his heart filled with joy and satisfaction. He excitedly replied, "Hehe, as long as Master likes it, that's all that matters!" Receiving recognition from the person he cared about made him feel incredibly happy.

However, Master Shen Xi sighed softly, deliberately putting on a stern face as she said, "Who would like a disciple like you who defies his Master!" Although the words were a reprimand, there was not much severity in them; it was more a sense of helplessness and indulgence.

Looking at Ye Xuan's silly expression, Master Shen Xi couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.

"Buzz—buzz."

Master Shen Xi struggled to calm the myriad thoughts in her heart, then cast a technique to summon her own divine soul.

A petite figure clad in white immortal armor, shimmering with monstrous divine light, slowly emerged. It was like a miniature version of Master Shen Xi, with wisps of immortal spirit energy permeating its body, appearing majestic and powerful.

The veil on the divine soul's small face had vanished, revealing an incomparably stunning countenance, exactly the same as Master Shen Xi without her veil.

Ye Xuan's divine soul figure also appeared in the air, standing side-by-side with Master Shen Xi's figure. They looked like a golden boy and jade girl, graceful and agile.

However, Ye Xuan's divine soul figure was an inch shorter than Master Shen Xi's, looking more like a cute little brother.

"Hehe, if one day Master and I could have a pair of twins like this, that would be great!"

Looking at that pair of golden boy and jade girl-like figures, Ye Xuan began to fantasize. It had to be said, the divine soul figures floating in the void really did look like a pair of cute little babies!

"Rebellious disciple, do not let your mind wander again! I am about to teach you the 'Demon Suppressing Art.'"

Master Shen Xi witnessed her disciple's foolish, naive grin again and reminded him. If she possessed the magical ability of mind-reading, she would likely have given this unfilial, rebellious person a slap on the spot without hesitation.

"Hum—hum."

Master Shen Xi's miniature divine soul, clad in white immortal armor, extended a small, exquisite jade hand toward Ye Xuan's divine soul, deeply inscribing segments of sword-path imprints related to the Pacifying Chaos Art into Ye Xuan's divine soul.

After a quarter of an hour passed, Master Shen Xi withdrew her divine soul back into her divine sea, then gazed with her beautiful eyes at Ye Xuan, whose eyes were tightly shut.

At this moment, Ye Xuan's divine soul was still floating outside his body, and a biting Sword Intent was permeating it.

A dazzling red sword was slowly growing out from his divine soul's hand.

As the red divine soul sword gradually revealed its full appearance.

Ye Xuan's divine soul also became murderous and sharp, like a god of slaughter descending into the world.

"Hum—" When that golden divine soul sword was completely formed, a peerlessly sharp sword gleam instantly flashed across Ye Xuan's eyes.