63: Chapter 63 The Beautiful Master Makes His Debut

Inside the Sword Sect's main hall, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Nangong Waner maintained her downward slashing posture, her pretty face flushed red, and fine beads of sweat even seeped from her forehead.

The spiritual energy in her body had been pushed to the limit, the veins on her arms bulged as she tried to pull the Azure Lotus Sword from those two seemingly fair and slender fingers.

However, it didn't budge an inch.

Those two fingers were like two primordial divine mountains, firmly clamping her sword and her pride as one Born with a Sword Spirit.

"Let go!"

Nangong Waner gritted her teeth, her voice trembling.

"Let go?"

Xu Chen raised an eyebrow, his deep eyes full of playfulness.

"Miss Nangong, you're the one who wanted to hack me."

"If I let go and this sword comes slashing down, what if it scars my handsome and dashing face? My several wives would be heartbroken."

"You're shameless!"

Nangong Waner was exasperated. She had never seen such a thick-skinned person; clearly possessing unfathomable strength, yet he insisted on using such a rogue-like method to humiliate her.

"Break for me!"

No longer caring about the backlash of the Sword Dao, she suddenly bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the blade.

Buzz!

The Azure Lotus Sword let out a mournful cry, and a violent green sword light instantly erupted from the blade, attempting to shake off Xu Chen's fingers.

But this power didn't even have time to explode.

Xu Chen simply sighed softly.

"Why bother?"

He flicked his finger slightly.

Clang—!

A crisp and pleasant flicking sound rang out.

That violent sword light instantly dissipated. A huge counter-shock force surged through the sword blade toward Nangong Waner, numbing her palm and sending her flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Waner!"

Jian Wuchen was pale with fright. He wanted to catch his disciple, but found that his old bones couldn't keep up with the speed of her flight.

It looked like Nangong Waner was about to crash into the hard Coiling Dragon Pillar of the hall.

Just then.

"Who dares to harm my disciple?!"

A tender shout, filled with anger yet still pleasant to the ear, seemed to come from beyond the nine heavens.

Immediately after.

The space within the hall suddenly distorted.

A figure dressed in snow-white palace robes, with an elegant and noble temperament, appeared out of thin air. With just a wave of her sleeve, a gentle yet vast force like the sea supported the flying Nangong Waner, catching her steadily in her arms.

Then, the figure suddenly turned around, her beautiful eyes filled with killing intent, staring fixedly at Xu Chen.

A terrifying pressure belonging to the Saint Realm instantly filled the entire hall.

"A Saint?!"

Jian Wuchen and the elders were so scared they knelt directly on the ground, trembling.

Xu Chen, however, stood where he was, not moving an inch.

His gaze didn't care about the pressure; instead, it fell straight onto this suddenly appearing beautiful woman.

Beautiful.

Too beautiful.

If Nangong Waner was a budding green lotus, then the woman before him was a peony in full bloom, perfectly ripe.

She looked to be about thirty years old, the age when a woman is at her most charming.

Although her snow-white palace robes were loose, they still couldn't hide her breathtaking curves.

Plump but not bloated, mature but not old. Her face was exquisite beyond compare, her brow carried the majesty of one long in a high position, yet because of her current protective anxiety, it showed a hint of weakness that made one want to cherish her.

Especially those eyes; although currently filled with anger, they were still shimmering with light, naturally seductive.

This was a unique charm that could only be possessed after the precipitation of years.

"System, scan!"

Xu Chen shouted frantically in his heart.

[Ding! Top-tier target detected!]

[Name: Ye Qingwu]

[Identity: Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect, Nangong Waner's master, known as the 'Peerless Dancing Sword Immortal']

[Height: 170cm (Plump Mature Woman)]

[Measurements: B98 (E) | W60 | H96]

[Beauty Score: 99 (Elegant and peerless, the ceiling for mature women)]

[Personality: Extremely protective, dignified appearance but internally longing for care, somewhat ignorant of the world due to long-term seclusion]

[Special Constitution: Innate Seductive Bones (Usually suppressed by sword intent, once it erupts... hehe)]

[System Comment: Host, this is the best of the best! Win her over, and you'll not only have a Saint wife, but also unlock the 'Master-Disciple Double' achievement! Go for it!]

99 points!

E-cup?

Xu Chen sucked in a breath of cold air.

Xu Chen felt his Dao Heart becoming a bit unstable.

"Was it you who hurt Waner?"

Ye Qingwu didn't know she had already been targeted as prey by a certain audacious fellow. Her heart was currently only filled with her disciple.

She protected Nangong Waner behind her, staring warily at Xu Chen like a hen with ruffled feathers.

"Master... he..."

Hiding in her master's arms, the grievance and shame from a moment ago finally erupted. Nangong Waner's eyes reddened as she pointed at Xu Chen and said:

"He is that Xu Chen! That playboy who wanted to buy me with money!"

"And... and he even humiliated me!"

"What?!"

When Ye Qingwu heard this, how could she stand it?

She usually loved this disciple like her own daughter and couldn't bear to say a harsh word to her. Now, she was actually bullied by an outsider?

"What a fine Young Master Xu!"

Ye Qingwu's eyebrows shot up, and with a flash of light, a pink soft sword named 'Falling Flower' appeared in her hand.

"Relying on your Imperial Clan background, you dare to come to my Sword Sect and act wildly?"

"Even if you are the Young Master Xu today, I will teach you a good lesson on behalf of your parents!"

Boom!

When a Saint is angry, heaven and earth change color.

The Geng Metal Qi in the hall gathered frantically, turning into a sky full of Falling Flowers. Each petal contained sword intent sufficient to slice through the void, shrouding towards Xu Chen.

This was her famous ultimate technique—Falling Flower Sword Dance.

It looked beautiful, but in reality, it was full of killing intent.

"Supreme Elder! No!"

Jian Wuchen was scared out of his wits. If Xu Chen was really hurt, the Sword Sect would be truly finished!

But Ye Qingwu was currently in a fit of rage, how could she listen?

Facing this sky full of killing intent.

Xu Chen actually smiled.

Not only did he not dodge, but he also took a step forward and opened his arms, putting on a completely defenseless appearance.

"Teach me a lesson?"

Xu Chen looked at Ye Qingwu. There was no fear in his eyes, only deep appreciation.

"This sister... oh no, this Senior."

"While I'm very willing to be 'taught' by you, even the hand-holding kind."

"But..."

The corner of Xu Chen's mouth curled slightly, and the newly acquired 'Supreme Sword Heart' in his body vibrated slightly.

Buzz!

There was no earth-shattering phenomenon.

Just a ripple originating from the source of the Sword Dao, with Xu Chen as the center, gently rippling out.

The next second.

A bizarre scene occurred.

The lethal rain of flowers attacking from the sky, the moment they touched this ripple, were like subjects seeing their king, and actually stopped in mid-air together.

Then.

All the petal sword Qi actually turned around automatically, their tips pointing down, bowing slightly toward Xu Chen.

As if... paying respects!

Ten Thousand Swords Acknowledging the Ancestor!

"This..."

The soft sword in Ye Qingwu's hand also trembled uncontrollably, letting out low hums, as if expressing submission to that man.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

How was this possible?

She was a Saint! How could her sword intent submit to a Dao Severing King?

Unless...

Unless the other party's attainment in the Sword Dao had already far exceeded hers! Surpassing the so-called realm limits and touching the legendary... Sword Dao Origin!

"You..."

Ye Qingwu's anger was instantly replaced by shock. She stared blankly at the man standing in the center of the flower rain, like an emperor among swords.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Who am I?"

Xu Chen waved his hand gently.

The sky full of flower rain instantly dissipated, turning into bits of spiritual light that surrounded him like fireflies, making him look like a banished immortal.

He walked step by step in front of Ye Qingwu, close enough to clearly see her trembling eyelashes.

"I am Xu Chen."

Xu Chen smiled slightly, his gaze unscrupulously sweeping over her proud curves, finally resting on her somewhat panicked eyes.

"Also... your disciple's future husband."

"Of course."

Xu Chen leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"If Senior doesn't mind..."

"I can also be your... good friend."

Boom!

Ye Qingwu only felt a puff of hot air enter her ear, instantly making her face flush all the way to her neck.

This kind of blatant flirting was simply more fatal than the sword intent just now for a "pure old virgin" like her, who had been in seclusion for years and did nothing but practice the sword and teach her disciple.

"You... you're insolent!"

She subconsciously wanted to push Xu Chen away, but found her whole body weak, unable to muster any strength.

And Nangong Waner, hiding behind her, was completely stunned as she watched this scene.

Master...

Wasn't Master here to help me vent my anger?

Why... why does it look like she's being toyed with?

And... why is Master's face so red?