83: You'll find out in Chapter 83.

Master Shen Xi's words made cold sweat break out on Ye Xuan's back, but there was no malice coming from her, which made him breathe a huge sigh of relief.

The Zixiao Imperial Scripture can only be successfully cultivated by someone possessing the Zixiao Divine Thunder Body.

However, Holy Lord Xu Yan's Zixiao Divine Physique is incomplete, preventing her from ever successfully cultivating the Zixiao Imperial Scripture. Only with the aid of a cultivator who truly possesses the Zixiao Divine Thunder Body and uses the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder can Holy Lord Xu Yan complete the origin of her Zixiao Divine Physique.

"Sister Shen Xi really dotes on her disciple. In that case, let this Zixiao Imperial Scripture be a welcome gift from me, your senior sister, to my younger brother."

Holy Lord Xu Yan rested her chin on one hand, a hint of a smile filling her beautiful eyes, and then she extended her slender right hand to tap Ye Xuan on the forehead.

Before Ye Xuan could even react, a passage of scripture radiating purple-gold light suddenly appeared within his consciousness. He felt that this scripture was perfectly suited to his Zixiao Divine Thunder Body.

"Disciple, why don't you hurry up and thank your Senior Sister Xu Yan?"

After a long while, Ye Xuan was jolted awake by Master Shen Xi's chiding voice, followed by a gentle slap on his head.

Compared to the unknown cultivation technique Master had given him, this Holy Lord sister, Xu Yan, was truly a wealthy woman!

"Hehehe, Holy Lord sister, thank you so much for the Zixiao Imperial Scripture!" Ye Xuan chuckled foolishly, a stark contrast to his incredibly handsome face, while occasionally casting glances at his Master's hazy, beautiful face.

It was as if he were saying: "Master, did you see that? The Holy Lord sister gave me an Imperial-grade cultivation technique! You only gave me an unknown cultivation skill!"

"Heh, rebellious disciple, has just one Imperial Scripture bought you over?"

How could Master Shen Xi not understand what this Pretty Boy meant? She was almost amused to the point of anger, and her cold voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction: "That cultivation skill is not inferior to this Imperial Scripture."

Her cold heart, cultivated for ten years, was repeatedly broken by this rebellious disciple. If not for Holy Lord Xu Yan being here, Ye Xuan would likely have been sent flying to the bottom of the Immortal Lake long ago.

A smile that seemed to have fallen from the heavens suddenly appeared on Holy Lord Xu Yan's elegant, plain face: "Junior brother, you must cultivate diligently! Strive to successfully cultivate the Zixiao Imperial Scripture soon." Looking at her pleasing-to-the-eye junior brother Ye Xuan, Holy Lord Xu Yan's icy expression, which had not shown a smile for a long time, bloomed at this moment with a smile that could topple cities.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Master Shen Xi's cold voice, sounding somewhat amused, reached Ye Xuan's ears: "Good disciple, now that you have accepted little Xu Yan's Zixiao Imperial Scripture, you won't be able to escape in the future."

As for whether that rebellious disciple had such realization, that was not something Master Shen Xi could know.

"Hmm... Sister Shen Xi, do you think I should give junior brother the status of a True Disciple or a direct disciple?"

Holy Lord Xu Yan pondered for a moment, her beautiful eyes looking towards Master Shen Xi, her red lips parting slightly as she whispered: "Or perhaps the status of Holy Son?"

"Oh, little Xu Yan, well, never mind. The status of Holy Son requires him to fight for it himself, but you can give him the status of a True Disciple."

Master Shen Xi did not deny this suggestion, only responding with a hint of helplessness.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan was overjoyed, ecstatic: "Who would have thought that being a 'phoenix man' would bring such great benefits? I can finally experience this kind of happiness."

"This disciple thanks Master and Holy Lord sister here!" Ye Xuan bowed deeply, the corners of his mouth upturned, his peerlessly beautiful face filled with satisfaction.

"Rebellious disciple, do you really think that with your current meager strength, you can firmly hold the position of a Core Disciple?" Master Shen Xi exposed Ye Xuan's secret thoughts and said indifferently: "Work hard, and don't lose face for your Master."

"Then, Sister Shen Xi, I will take junior brother to collect his Core Disciple identity token."

A hint of joy flashed in Holy Lord Xu Yan's beautiful eyes as she looked at Ye Xuan with burning intensity, then said to Master Shen Xi beside her: "Sister Shen Xi wouldn't mind if I borrowed your good disciple, would you?"

"Little Xu Yan, no need to be polite, go ahead and borrow him. However, this Pretty Boy's Zixiao Divine Thunder Body has only just reached the minor success stage, so you need to control your strength well."

"Heeheehee, thank you so much, Sister Shen Xi!"

Holy Lord Xu Yan's voice transmission was filled with joy.

"Come on, junior brother, let's go." Holy Lord Xu Yan stood up from her jade chair and said to Ye Xuan.

"Alright, Holy Lord sister." Ye Xuan said a few more words to Master Shen Xi that he thought were very sentimental: "Master, this disciple is leaving, don't miss me too much!"

The joy in Ye Xuan's eyes could not be hidden; having suddenly become a Core Disciple, he was certainly happy.

"Rebellious disciple, is that so?"

Beneath Master Shen Xi's hazy, ethereal face, there was a hint of a strange smile. She was not angry, just speaking those few inexplicable words.

"Good disciple, I hope you can hold on." Watching her Pretty Boy leave with such a smug look, she couldn't help but think of something funny, and the corners of her mouth even curled up slightly.

Above the clouds, terrifying gales of wind buffeted the bodies of Ye Xuan and Holy Lord Xu Yan, with a light sword beneath their feet.

Ye Xuan was held by Holy Lord Xu Yan around the waist; if he leaned back slightly, he could smell her fragrance and feel her softness.

Feeling the warmth for a moment, Ye Xuan unconsciously fixed his gaze on this Holy Lord sister's beautiful face, lost in a daze.

"Little junior brother, is your Master more beautiful, or am I? What do you think?"

How could Holy Lord Xu Yan not feel the offensive gaze of this guy in her arms who was so beautiful that he didn't look like a man? She smirked, turned her head, and looked at Ye Xuan very seriously.

"Well... of course it's Mas—" Ye Xuan paused on purpose, and sure enough, Master Shen Xi's voice came into his consciousness: "Pretty Boy, don't you dare talk nonsense! Otherwise, you'll be sleeping in the Immortal Pool forever!"

Getting this reaction, Ye Xuan smiled even more happily and replied to Holy Lord Xu Yan very formally: "Holy Lord sister is naturally very beautiful, but junior brother has also seen Master's beauty. Such beauty is simply not of this world. Once Master removes the restrictions on her ethereal face, I fear that all the colors in this world will be replaced by her beauty..."

Hearing this, there was no disappointment in Holy Lord Xu Yan's eyes, only a soft chuckle: "Master Shen Xi really has taken in a good disciple."

The two flew above the clouds for a while before finally landing on an immortal peak wreathed in immortal mist.

A palace was situated here, its luxurious construction more than ten thousand times that of a mortal imperial palace.

At least one hundred spirit veins were buried beneath the immortal peak; this was the main palace where the Holy Lord of the Cangqiong Holy Land resided.

"Well, the Core Disciple token is naturally in senior sister's residence..." Holy Lord Xu Yan revealed a mysterious smile, extended her jade hand to grab Ye Xuan's left hand, and muttered softly: "Hehe, I am very dissatisfied with your answer just now."

As time passed, Ye Xuan had been shocked to numbness by this extremely luxurious palace. In a daze, the two walked into a bedchamber filled with the fragrance of flowers.

"Hmm... Holy Lord sister, did you go to the wrong place? Why did you bring me to your bedchamber?" Ye Xuan's face turned completely red. Apart from his own sister Ye Qingxian's messy room, this was the first time in his life he had ever entered a woman's boudoir...