81: Chapter 81 Master Lied

Qingluan stopped, dropped her wooden sword, and looked at Master Shen Xi dejectedly: "Wuu... Master... Qingluan lost. I couldn't beat Senior Brother's Pretty Boy face until it was swollen."

"Hmph, Little Moon, you still want to beat Senior Brother's face until it's swollen? That'll teach you to be cheeky!"

Ye Xuan threw away the wooden sword in his hand and walked over. He reached out with both hands, grabbed Little Moon's small face, and viciously rubbed it hard.

"Pretty Boy, let go of Little Moon quickly."

Master Shen Xi felt both angry and amused. A wisp of Mystic Power instantly landed several hard slaps on Ye Xuan's bottom.

"Master, you're hitting your disciple again." Ye Xuan clutched his bottom in pain, feeling extremely helpless. He couldn't get too smug right now, so he could only mutter quietly: "Just wait, disciple will definitely find a chance to pay you back later." After saying this, his gaze involuntarily landed on Master's hazy, beautiful silhouette.

"Oh? Do you not want your eyes anymore?"

How could Master Shen Xi not feel Ye Xuan's eyes peeking at her? She released a wisp of Saint aura, which finally made that person retract his burning gaze and put on an obedient expression.

"Little Moon, well done. To be able to fight your Senior Brother to this extent, Master is very satisfied." Master Shen Xi stroked Little Moon's small head, her tone filled with doting affection.

"Qingluan understands. From now on, disciple will definitely work twice as hard to cultivate properly." Little Moon also narrowed her eyes, very obediently enjoying Master's caress.

"Master, you're biased—"

"Hmm? ...Rebellious disciple... what's wrong?"

Ye Xuan watched with envy as Little Moon received such treatment. He wanted it too, so he proactively offered his head: "Hmm... Master, disciple wants it too..."

After all, there wasn't much time to interact with Master, so Ye Xuan naturally had to seize the opportunity.

In just one day, Master Shen Xi's favorability towards him had already reached seventy-eight. This made Ye Xuan very happy in his heart. As long as he kept pushing, he would definitely be able to achieve his goal.

"Well done, you also performed very well just now, but you must not be arrogant. If Qingluan also had your level of cultivation, rebellious disciple, do you think you could still win?" Master Shen Xi's cold, clear voice came, and she extended a slender palm. Ye Xuan thought it was happening, so he leaned his head in closer, becoming mesmerized for a moment while smelling the pleasant scent on Master. Who knew that a flick to the forehead would instantly come crashing down.

"Bang..."

A bump instantly rose on Ye Xuan's head, and he could only clutch it and cry out in pain: "Ah... Master, how could you do this?"

Coupled with his handsome face, it looked exceptionally funny.

Looking at Ye Xuan's complex expression, Master Shen Xi almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. However, her hazy, beautiful silhouette rippled, though it couldn't deceive Ye Xuan's eyes.

"Hmm... Here, take this and go back to cultivate this sword technique properly. If you can master it within a short time, I will reward you."

A scroll appeared in Master Shen Xi's palm, and she tossed it over casually before her immortal figure disappeared before Ye Xuan's eyes.

"Is this the sword technique Master gave me?" Ye Xuan opened the scroll with some curiosity, but the excitement in his eyes instantly turned into disappointment. "Thirteen Basic Sword Forms? You've got to be kidding me, right?"

"Little Moon, is Master lying to me?"

"It was supposed to be a reward, so why is it the Thirteen Basic Sword Forms?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were filled with confusion at this moment as he looked at Little Moon beside him.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, Master never lies." Qingluan looked at Ye Xuan in a dazed, cute way, her tone full of certainty.

That clear, naive stupidity made Ye Xuan once again feel the urge to tease this silly girl.

"Little Moon, you hit Senior Brother very fiercely just now, and now Master has left..."

"Senior Brother wants to see what you're going to do this time!"

Ye Xuan suddenly gave Qingluan a fierce look and slowly approached the young girl. A look of helplessness began to appear on the girl's face, and she retreated backward in a panic.

"Senior Brother... I didn't do it on purpose, that was Master's request."

"I don't care about that."

"Pretty Boy!"

Just as Ye Xuan was about to grab and hold Qingluan, another cold, clear voice came. He immediately shivered and didn't dare to move forward anymore, instead looking left and right to find Master's figure.

"Senior Brother, Master once told Qingluan that her divine sense has long covered the entire Sword Immortal Peak." Qingluan explained with an unchanged expression, though the craftiness in her eyes deepened.

At noon, the bright sun was high in the sky.

On the massive Sword Immortal Peak, there was only one courtyard house and one small pavilion.

Ye Xuan, living alone, formed a stark contrast with the two peerless beauties.

However, what was the same was that Ye Xuan's face was not in the slightest bit inferior to Master Shen Xi's dream-like appearance.

Inside the courtyard, Ye Xuan had built this excellent residence according to the memories in his mind. He sat in the courtyard, with the "Thirteen Basic Sword Forms" floating in front of him.

Comprehending this sword technique was his current goal.

After a long while, Ye Xuan finally opened his eyes. This time, the look in his eyes when he looked at the scroll was different.

"So, Master didn't lie to me."

The Sword Intent spreading around his body became increasingly rich.

"First Form—Slash!"

Ye Xuan flashed outside, took out the zhu xian sword, and slashed out with a fierce sword strike.

The terrifying Sword Intent swept out like raging waves. The immortal lake was temporarily parted for three breaths, and the Sword Intent in the void lingered for a long time.

"The first form?" Master Shen Xi's figure stepped out from the void. That dream-like beauty that stunned time and space once again made everything around her lose its color, leaving only her, peerless and magnificent.

Seeing that it was Master Shen Xi who had arrived, Ye Xuan hurriedly scurried over and asked cheekily: "Master, how was disciple's sword strike?"

"To be able to master the first form in just two hours, your talent is passable." Master Shen Xi, graceful and eye-catching, commented coldly.

"That's right, otherwise why would Master be willing to take me as a disciple?"

Master Shen Xi's peerless immortal figure trembled again, and she said calmly: "Rebellious disciple, do you know how long it took Little Moon to master it? Only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!"

"Hehehe, that's not important. Um... Master, can you let disciple take another look at your immortal face?" Ye Xuan made a request that didn't seem too excessive, looking at Master Shen Xi eagerly: "Even if Master doesn't agree, disciple won't be unhappy."

"Hehe, you... In my opinion, you still need to practice more." Master Shen Xi's cold, yet slightly emotional voice came, and suddenly Ye Xuan's bottom was hit.

"Pfft—"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xuan was sent flying into the immortal lake again.

"Wuu wuu... Master, you just wait, one day I will pay you back!"

However, no one saw that there was actually a hint of crimson on Master Shen Xi's cold, elegant, and peerless immortal face; perhaps it was shyness.

She also began to wonder in her heart whether taking in this Pretty Boy counted as inviting a wolf into the house.

"A face that doesn't lose to mine, a pair of peach blossom eyes; in the future, he will surely have a bunch of female confidants by his side. Should I just cut off this Pretty Boy's source of trouble now? Let him cultivate properly?"

Master Shen Xi looked at Ye Xuan, who was swimming toward the small island, and murmured in a faint voice: "With such talent, if he cultivates properly, the Great Emperor Realm is within reach." After thinking about it, she ultimately withdrew this thought and turned to disappear from the spot.