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Chapter 33 A New Life

Regarding the reason why his body became smaller, Yun Xia could be said to be the person who had the most say, because her body had also shrunk once, and the shrinking time of her body was exactly the same as that of Xing Yun-after taking the Body-Cleansing Pill for the first time.

One Hundred Thousand And Three Cultivation Method was very special. It was so special that it would always change the physique of people who practice this method. Therefore, a special constitution such as the Innate Dao Body, or Indestructible Immortal Body, could not practice this exercise at all. Only the most special kind of constitution among the cultivators could practice this kind of exercise.

This constitution had a name called the "Void Sacred Body".

To put it simply, it was like a blank piece of paper that could absorb any cultivation practice. If cultivators were not afraid of becoming Demonic Beasts in the future, they could even practice cultivations for Demonic Beasts.

Therefore, with the help of the Body-Cleansing Pill, when practicing a cultivation method for the first time, the Void Sacred Body would be transformed into a body that was suitable for this particular cultivation to the greatest extent, so that the path of cultivation in the future would be more smooth.

"So your body is now in the shape of One Hundred Thousand And Three Cultivation Method. Don't struggle and accept your fate."

“……”

Only after joining the Shang Qing sect and meeting this group of strange martial uncles, did Xing Yun know that he had accidentally boarded a pirate ship.

But he never thought that this pirate ship would be hopeless to such an extent.

No, wait. What did it mean to become the shape of the One Hundred Thousand And Three Cultivation Method? Why did it sound so wrong! ？

"Okay. In terms of your background, don't go outside and tell anyone in the future. Just now, your sister, I also put the same defensive restrictions that I put in your crotch in your sea of consciousness. So whoever wants to explore your sea of consciousness will suffer Spirit Backlash. Just treat this as a little secret that only you, me, and the old geezer know, don't think about other things..."

"No wonder no one can discover that I am a man... By the way, you really don't mind... my background?"

"Why would I?" said Yun Xia who stood up and sat back next to him, "Originally, your nature is not bad. Just treat Shang Qing Sect as your new home, at least your elder sister, I and your old tortoise egg master will still treat you as a treasure."

There was a moment of silence, then showed a smile as if he had let go of something.

"Thank you."

"Hai! Ya! Little girl's smile is so sweet, let this elder sister take a bite!"

"Get lost!"

Anyway, no matter how Xing Yun struggled, he still couldn't escape the fate of being bitten by this female paedo.

However, being truly accepted by Yun Xia made him struggle less this time. Who didn't want to have a home where they could rest when feeling tired? Now that Xing Yun had this thing that he was once envious of, it made him feel relaxed a lot.

And the heavy stone on his heart was also removed.

After taking a bath comfortably, Xing Yun didn't practice, nor did he consolidate the experience he had gained in the secret realm. Instead, he chose to sleep.

When he woke up from this sleep, it was already noon the next day.

When he woke up, the female paedo didn’t open her mouth and said, "The little girl who just got up is really cute, let me take a bite." But facing the current situation, Xing Yun felt that it was much worse than hearing this sentence.

Because the eyes of the fifteenth martial uncle who looked at him were really terrifying!

If it hadn't been for the hooligan fairy who had been suppressing her by the side, she might have already jumped over to take her away to discuss the sect reform.

"Yun, Yun'er... This Martial uncle, I..."

"I know that you are embarrassed to call me Yun'er, because of your own name. and I also know that you especially want to drag me away to discuss those things," Xing Yun raised his arms and crossed each other before his chest, "but Martial Uncle, can you let me inspect the site and discuss it later? Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is fundamental. Only by prescribing the right medicine can the disease be cured. Blindly working behind closed doors will definitely cause problems. It’s not that innovation is the best. Only by making the appropriate changes is the most correct choice. "

"……Huh? Oh..."

"See, I told you that you can rush. Look, my little girl..."

"Shut up, female paedo, can you not interrupt when we are talking about professional matters."

"Haiya, you little..."

"I, I understand!" Standing up abruptly, the fifteenth martial uncle rummaged her interspatial pouch for a while and then took out a token, "This is an identity certificate that will only be used during inspections. If you have this one, each mountain leader will not cause trouble for you."

After receiving the token, Xing Yun gave a thankful smile to his fifteenth uncle.

Even if the hooligan fairy did not remind him yesterday, Xing Yun could guess that the changes he wanted to make would not be smoothly implemented. Xing Yun was not interested in relying on the influence of the elders to forcibly implement those reforms, which would not only destroy the interests of hall leaders and mountain leaders, but it would also create cracks in the wall of loyalty because forcing them to do something would offend their arrogant self-esteem.

At the time when there were many spies in the sect, if the middle-level and high-level people inside the sect were unstable, he would become a sinner of the Shang Qing Sect.

He originally wanted to go around to find out the details before making a decision. Now that he had this inspection order, it was tantamount to opening the door for the next plan.

"Then I will go to each mountain to inspect the situation on the spot. When the inspection is over, I will summarize a report and hand it to the martial uncle."

"Uh, uh!"

After simply cleaning up his room, Xing Yun left his residence.

Looking at the back of Xing Yun, who was getting further and further away, the fifteenth elder suddenly asked curiously.

"How did you persuade her?"

"Persuade what? Stay in our home?"

The fifteenth elder nodded.

"Haiya, there is no persuasion. This little girl was not malicious towards our Shang Qing Sect, to begin with, and she was also very kind in nature. Do you know why she suddenly takes the trouble and wants to work now? She has already regarded Shang Qing Sect as her home. The little girl is a smart person, but no matter how smart she is, she was just a poor child who once had no home to go back to. Now she had a home, and under the warm care of this elder sister, how can... …"

"Wah! Did you sleep with her yesterday! ？”

Smacking her lips twice, and the hooligan fairy gave a thumbs up.

"It tastes great!"

Holding her own arms, little Fifteen calmly moved aside.

Sleeping like a dog, Xing Yun naturally didn't know what terrible things he had experienced last night, he just felt a little awkward.

He just felt that this might be the side effect of suddenly sleeping too much, or it might be caused by not taking a bath in the morning. Anyway, it just felt awkward, so he simply suppressed this awkwardness and carried on moving.

After passing through the barrier, looking at the lofty mountains surrounded by mist for a moment, Xing Yun took out the "Shang Qing Sect Tour Map", decided the location of the destination, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Chapter 34 A New Life

Assisted by Ture Qi, Xing Yun's running speed was very fast. He was also planning to take this opportunity to exercise the control of True Qi, and that was why he didn't ask for a traveling tool from the fifteenth martial uncle.

So after running for about half an hour, he regretted it.

The small world of the Shang Qing Sect was so damn big!

Through the comparison of the reference objects, he discovered that he had been running at the fastest speed for an hour now but he still hadn't run out of the foothills of the back mountain. At this speed, he would have to run at least until midnight to reach the destination.

But knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night? Wouldn't it be similar to asking for a beating?

He hammered his forehead hard for a long time, but in the end, he still adhered to the concept of "since the decision was made by him, even if he was beaten up, he must stick to it" and continued to embark on the "journey" with his feet.

Fortunately, his luck has not been bad, and not long after he ran out again, he met an "acquaintance" who should be able to give him a lift.

It was that chief disciple of Misty Peak, Li ChangGe.

At this time, he was standing on top of an extended cliff with lush green pine trees at his back and drifting clouds in front, his figure in the fluttering white robe exuded a sense of unearthly elegance.

He just looked into the distance quietly, without any focus in his eyes, but he seemed to be staring at something.

Blargh... So cringy.

Xing Yun complained in his heart and immediately changed to the temperament of a nine-year-old child.

He bounced and waved his hands vigorously at the top of the cliff, and the clear call penetrated the thin clouds and reached Li ChangGe's ears.

"Hey--! Hey--! Look here. Here! "

Following the noise, Li ChangGe saw the person jumping up and down while waving at him under the cliff.

Staring intently, he was surprised.

'This is... the Little Martial Granduncle?'

Lifting his feet lightly, Li ChangGe stepped down the towering cliff. This behavior "scared" Xing Yun into quickly covering his eyes and squatting to the ground.

"Wah! Someone jumped off the cliff!"

It was fine before he shouted this out, but after he shouted this out, Li ChangGe almost really crashed to the ground and created a human-shaped hole on the ground.

Adjusting his figure steadily, Li ChangGe slowly landed on the bottom of the valley with the help of True Qi. Still in that elegant look, he arrived before Xing Yun and bowed to her slightly.

"Little Martial Granduncle, don't worry, this height won't kill ChangGe."

Obviously, from his reply, Xing Yun also sensed a faint wry smile.

"Wow, you are not injured. That's great..." He stood up and wiped away the tears he had just tried very hard to squeeze out, and put on a smile, "Aren't you afraid of height? So cool!"

"Little Martial Granduncle, you are very funny. Cultivators like me would not be scared of this kind of mountain. But Little Martial Granduncle, why are you here?"

"Of course, sneak out to play! Then I got lost."

This reply made Li ChangGe speechless.

Unexpectedly, the quiet little girl he had seen before had such a naughty side.

But then again, she was just a nine-year-old girl after all. It was exactly the time when she was carefree and playful. So it was normal for her to be this lively.

"Then, Little Martial Granduncle, where do you want to go? If you don’t mind, ChangGe can give you a lift."

"Huh? Will it delay your cultivation practice?" Although Xing Yun heard what he said, he still pretended to be in a dilemma, "Cultivation is very important! No need, no need. I will just find the way by myself!"

"It's fine. Cultivation practice is not something that can be done overnight. Besides, helping others can accumulate good karma on the path of cultivation."

"Um... I want to go to Sword Peak. If it's too troublesome... then..."

To be honest, when a nine-year-old girl who looked very adorable put on a vexed expression that also contained a faint of anticipation, no one would have the heart to refuse it.

Especially this little girl may also say something nice in front of the girl he liked because of a simple help.

So now even if Xing Yun really didn't want to go, Li ChangGe would forcibly tie her to the Sword Peak.

With a flick of the sleeves of the robe, a piece of white Jade Sceptre appeared in front of the two of them. Under Li ChangGe's control, the piece of Jade Sceptre grew rapidly. With just a few breaths, the Jade Sceptre expanded to a size that could allow two people to stand on it.

"It's just the Sword Peak. Even though ChangGe is not good at the flying technique, ChangGe will still be able to arrive at the sword peak in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. I hope that the Little Martial Granduncle would not mind... it."

Before he could even finish speaking, he saw the Little Martial Granduncle had already gotten on the Jade Sceptre and sat on top of it.

"No, I wouldn't mind it. Now, let's go."

Shaking his head helplessly, Li ChangGe stood on top of Jade Sceptre and controlled it to lift up slowly.

Li ChangGe stood behind Xing Yun, unable to see his expression clearly. At this time, Xing Yun's face was filled with smug smiles. He even gave himself a thumbs up. Very good, the plan works.

If ChangGe saw the current expression of Xing Yun, God knows if he would puke blood because of extreme anger.

Li ChangGe's pride was not groundless. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he indeed brought Xing Yun below the Sword Peak.

Just standing in front of the mountain gate, Xing Yun could feel the sword intent soaring to the sky, and the entire mountain peak was like a sharp sword pointing directly at the sky, gathering the endless sword intent and sword energy into its body.

"Haha, thank you ChangGe!"

In terms of acting skills, Xing Yun's self-taught level was enough to be listed for the Oscars.

"It's nothing Little Martial Granduncle. There is no..."

"I will tell the Senior Sister that you helped me today. Eh!" Without waiting for Li ChangGe to recover, Xing Yun stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder, and continued, "But you have to take the initiative. The Senior Sister is a very passive person. If you don't take the initiative to show your feelings to her, it's useless for me to continue to put in good words for you. Young man, express your heart bravely, I have faith in you."

"This……"

Li ChangGe just wanted to say something, but suddenly found that the Little Martial Granduncle had already disappeared.

The only things that remained in his mind were those words of Xing Yun and his cheering smile while giving him a thumbs up.

"Why do I feel... that smile and pose seem a bit familiar..."

Of course, he was familiar with it, because Xing Yun learned this from his acting master. There was another mysterious saying about this particular set of poses: Whoever was encouraged by Fairy Yun Xia using this set of poses, that person would definitely fail miserably. 

However, no one knew if Xing Yun's 'encouragement' would be as effective as his acting master.

Each mountain gate would have gatekeeper disciples, even although they were inside the Shang Qing Sect. This was mainly to raise a sense of duty and belonging to the peak in disciples. But Xing Yun still felt that those mountain leaders probably didn't want the disciples to be too idle.

With a slightly more serious look, Xing Yun came to the gate of the Sword Peak.

The huge rock on the side of the mountain gate was engraved with the two characters "Sword Peak" by Sword Qi. The font was vigorous and powerful. Just seeing those two characters could make one feel the endless sharp sword intent.

Just as Xing Yun looked up at the huge rock, a clear voice struck him.

"Who are you?"

"Your Martial Granduncle!"

Chapter 35: A Trip to the Sword Peak, The Journey Of Shouting Abuse 

Xing Yun's response was full of energy, and assisted by the energy from the Elixir Field, the originally simple three-character response was shouted like someone got kicked in the crotch... no, like thunder cracked in the sky.

The specific effect could be seen from the reaction of the disciple who asked the question. When every word came out, he would involuntarily take a step back. When the response was completed, he also sat down on the ground.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body was faintly trembling.

"Little, Little Martial Granduncle..."

Of course, this was just a special effect. The reason why he had such a big reaction was mainly that he was one of the Sword Peak Inner Sect disciples who "survived" from the Qing Xu Secret Realm. 

He also had another identity, that was, the dumbass who released the Deep Lake Scaly Dragon in the secret realm.

He had witnessed the whole process of how Deep Lake Scaly Dragon was subdued by Xing Yun after she went berserker. Similarly, how XIng Yun beat him up afterward, he still remembered it vividly.

It was him who caused the fellow disciples to fall into danger, so he believed that it was reasonable that he had been beaten up, but no matter what... the beating had really left a psychological shadow in him

This Little Martial Granduncle always aimed at people's crotch.

People who are beaten with iron can't stand the continuous kicking of their crotch, right?

Therefore, the appearance of Xing Yun made him instinctively recall the things that happened at the time, and also recalled the horror of being ravaged by the little foot of the Little Martial Granduncle at that time.

Fortunately, the other person who was on duty with him had a good relationship with him, and when he saw his reaction, the person hurriedly greeted the little martial granduncle on behalf of him.

"It turned out to be Little Martial Granduncle. What brought you here? Aiya, how disrespectful of me. Please come inside, please come inside, please..."

Turned around and glared at the junior brother whose crotch still had lingering pain, he winked and continued to shout.

"Little Martial Granduncle is here to visit, OPEN — THE — GATE—!”

The shouts filled with True Qi spread all over the foothills; following his shouts, vaguely, there was a rumbling noise from inside the gate of the Sword Peak.

The clouds and mist pervading the foot of the mountain were suddenly split into a wide gap like it was being cut open by a sword. In the gap, a stairway without end appeared in Xing Yun's sight.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, he seemed to have seen countless figures honing their swordsmanship on that stairway, and those figures only appeared for a split second, seemingly imaginary.

"Er... Why did you shout like a waiter just now?"

"Sorry, I got used to it," the disciple scratched his head shyly, "Before I joined the sect, I was a waiter. I am afraid it will be difficult to correct this old habit in a short amount of time... But don't worry Martial Granduncle, I will definitely correct it before leaving the sect. I will definitely not..."

"It's okay, I'm just asking," Xing Yun waved his hand indifferently, and walked towards the sky-reaching stairway. "The cultivation path of sword cultivators reflects their true hearts. There is no need to deliberately change anything, just be yourself."

Hearing this, the gatekeeper disciple startled suddenly, and then he quickly gave a fist-and-palm salute to Xing Yun.

"Thank you for your guidance Little Martial Granduncle."

“……？ ？ ？”

What do you mean by guidance? He just repeated what the big brother who had a crush on him said, okay?

With this strange and melancholy emotion in mind, Xing Yun slowly walked up the stairway.

Facts have proved that all the faint figures he had just seen were just phantoms. Judging from the surging sword intent, it should be a by-product of these sword intents.

Sure enough, sword cultivators seemed very awesome.

"This is the most wonderful scenery of the sword peak of Shang Qing Sect. Countless seniors will leave their sword cultivation experience on this stairway after small achievements, for later disciples to study. It is also because of this sword intent stairway, our Sword Peak always takes the first place in the inner sect competition."

The tone of this disciple who introduced this stairway by the side of Xing Yun was filled with the pride of being a Sword Peak disciple.

In fact, he had the right to do so. After all, the Sword Peak would indeed take the first place every time during the competition, and most of Sword Peak's disciples would have such scary growth was due to this sword intent stairway.

This model was very good. But Xing Yun still didn't quite understand why these Sword Peak disciples' moves were still that dumb when fighting.

Clearly...

Anyway, after feeling a bit of the sword intent that he could withstand, Xing Yun stopped thinking about it.

——There were no moves at all in those sword intents; only the experience of how to comprehend sword intent. The strong usually created their own sword moves, and then accumulated a little bit of experience in the battle, and eventually turned a move into no move. Xing Yun felt that this might be the thoughts of those who left sword intent, so they didn't leave any content like sword moves.

The stairway seemed to have no end, but in fact, it was not very long. It only took them the time to burn an incense stick to cross the stairway.

Behind the stairs was an extremely empty square. Many disciples were in the square exchanging swordsmanship with each other, or gathering in twos and threes to discuss their cultivation experience, which was like a vivid scene of the high school break time.

The arrival of Xing Yun did not attract too many people's attention. They were immersed in cultivation and completely ignored other things.

However, there were still a few disciples who were not so focused aware of the arrival of their Little Martial Granduncle, including the disciple who slaughtered the whole family of his enemy in the mortal world when he was still nine years old. He had just used a sword... no, a wooden stick to knock over ten of fellow disciples who wanted to exchange sword skills with him.

Even if his cultivation base was not as high as his, Xing Yun could see that he has grown significantly since returning from the secret realm.

Wow... Could it be that this guy was some kind of protagonist?

"Greetings, Martial Granduncle."

When he came to Xing Yun, he held his fists respectfully and saluted.

He didn’t add the word "little" probably because he wanted to thank him for helping him in the Secret Realm. In fact, Xing Yun didn't care if he added little or not. After all, he was not Fairy Yun Xia that old virgin. 

"Your name is... Let me think about it... Oh! Tong Tianhao, right? "

"Martial Granduncle has a good memory."

"Mhm, Mhm, you can carry on doing what you should be doing. I am just strolling around," Xing Yun bypassed the disciples who were practicing in the square and came to the opposite side of the square. He turned his head and glanced at Tong Tianhao who was following him. "Why are you following me? Didn't I say that you can carry on doing what you should be doing?"

"The disciple thinks that this disciple is doing what he should be doing. It is the first time for Martial Granduncle to come to Sword Peak. So you are definitely not familiar with the Sword Peak. Martial Granduncle, this disciple could show you around."

Glancing at the Sword Peak disciples who were curious about him not far behind him, Xing Yun began to regret why he didn't say that they should continue to practice.

But anyway, he indeed needed a guide, so he didn't care about them too much.

"Hey, Little Martial Granduncle seems to be as good-tempered as the rumors say, she has already noticed that we are all following..."

"Can you watch out for what you are saying? This is what you called good-natured. If it weren't for the rejuvenating pill of the Little Martial Granduncle, I would have already died under the hooves of the Horned Demonic Moose. "

"It's more than just being good-natured. She is like a fairy from the celestial palace. Of course, the premise is that you don't annoy Little Martial Granduncle..."

"You are so lucky! Alas... If I had known it earlier, I would've grouped with you. I didn't even find my fortuitous encounter."

"You are really stupid. The smile of the Little Martial Granduncle is much better than any fortuitous encounters."

"Mhm, you are right. The Little Martial Granduncle is also very cute when she is angry. I was envious when she beat up ErMing. Alas, I really wanted the Little Martial Granduncle to look at me using the eyes she had when beating him up. It was as if she was looking at garbage.."

"Huh? Wouldn't it be better for her to step on your face and then look down at you? "

"Ah, yes, yes... no no no!" Suddenly seeing Xing Yun's sweet smiling face, the disciple with a bit of strange obsession quickly denied, "Don't get me wrong, Little Martial Granduncle, this disciple was just joking. It's not true, not really."

Trying not to let the roar in his heart show on his face, Xing Yun turned and walked towards the main hall located in the distance.

Haiya! The atmosphere of the Sword Peak must be rectified!

Chapter 36: A Trip to the Sword Peak, The Journey Of Shouting Abuse

In Xing Yun's mind, he has always believed that sword cultivator was the kind of existence that was colder and even more heartless than any kind of cultivator, because they have poured all their emotions into their fated flying swords.

The sword was their only companion, and the sword was everything to them.

Greed, hatred, and delusion, they could either have one of them or all of them in their bodies, and eventually, their bodies would fuse with the sword and become invincible.

Anyway, this was written in most of the novels, and it was undeniable that the sword cultivators written in this way were particularly cool and awesome.

Regardless of men or women.

But today when Xing Yun came to the sword peak, this cognition was cruelly crushed by these disciples... 

It was so disappointing!

Have you ever seen a sword cultivator who wanted to be despised and looked down on by other people under other people's feet?

Have you ever seen a sword cultivator who made himself look like foolish fan girls who completely forget their own dignity?

No? Then the sword cultivator disciple of Shang Qing Sect would open your eyes.

Look, Xing Yun encountered a new breed just right after he took two steps.

From a distance, a sword light galloped in, just in the blink of an eye, that sword light fell not far in front of Xing Yun.

When the light converged, the heroic figure of the master of the sword appeared before Xing Yun.

Before Xing Yun had time to look more carefully at this Inner Sect disciple, who could be seen to be several levels higher than him from his aura, the disciple knelt in front of him and raised his head. Those eyes that seemed to bear the mighty sword qi suddenly burst out a sharp sword light

"Junior Sister, please become my Dao Companion!"

Proposing at the first meeting. The current situation made Xing Yun suddenly think of this savage sentence.

But what made him even more speechless was that this disciple was a woman!

It is a woman!

Although her chest was tied up with a cloth, it could still be seen that this person was a woman from the characteristics of bone structure, figure, and voice!

And Tong Tianhao's introduction from the side also proved this point.

"She is the closed-door disciple of our sword peak leader, who is also the current sect leader, Xing He, named..."

"My name is Jian Xing, Junior Sister! Please become my Dao Companion, I will use my whole life to care for you and protect you!"

Hadn't Xing Yun's composure been honed by the hooligan fairy, and known that he could not reveal his true gender, for the time being, he would have already blurted out what he wanted to curse in his mind.

As his mouth twitched a few times, Xing Yun took two steps back.

"I mean... Jian Xing? Our gender..."

"As long as there is love in the heart, gender is not a problem - this is the ancestral motto of our Shang Qing Sect. You should have heard it before. Junior Sister.

No! I have never heard of it before, sister!

And what the hell is your ancestral motto! Isn’t there just one and it only says age is not a problem! ？

"So Junior Sister, please be my Taoist companion, I will..."

"Cough! Alas, Jian Xing... Do you know why the faces of those disciples are now the color of eggplant? "

"I don't know, but if they dare to laugh, I will definitely train them personally after my successful marriage proposal!"

In theory, if the core disciple threatened like this, most disciples would directly hold back the smile.

But not only did these people fail to do so, they laughed out even more loudly.

Even Tong Tianhao, this clear stream in the sword peak, also burst out laughing.

From their reaction, Xing Yun could even use his ass to tell that this elder sister has never made a successful marriage proposal, otherwise they would have already been beaten up and become mentally retarded.

After sighing, Xing Yun put his hand on Jian Xing's shoulder earnestly.

"My name is Xing Yun, based on the seniority, I am your martial uncle..."

"What..."

Instantly, Jian Xing's face blushed like the sunset.

But soon she calmed down. The Shang Qing Sect’s ancestral motto was like peaches(balls) in men's crotch, and there was never only one peach.

"Our Shang Qing sect's ancestral motto also says that age and seniority are not a problem in front of love, so martial... uncle! Please……"

"If you continue to be so unreasonable and block my way, I will first kill you, then rapx you, and then chop you into minced meat and throw it into the alley to feed dogs."

The direction of the backlight just happened to cast a shadow just over the forehead of Xing Yun. Combined with the disgusted look in his eyes and the unusual threatening words, he seemed to have turned on the strange switch of Jian Xing.

A charming blush appeared on her cheeks again, and she held her face as if she had been prodded to having an orgasm.

Even her saliva also flowed out of her mouth involuntarily.

"Ah... ah... this feeling, this feeling...!"

With a stiff face, he turned his head and glanced at the disciple who had been threatened by him. Xing Yun suddenly found that the man's face was filled with envy.

……

These two must have a common language...

"Junior Brother Bian Tai!"

"Senior Sister Jian Xing!"

"Thank God!" x2

Xing Yun: “……”

God damn it, those two people really have the same interests.

Wait... The homophony of these two people's names was a bit strange? (Note: Jian Xing sounds like the word bitch in Chinese. Bian Tai, sounds like the word pervert in Chinese.)

Compared to these two sword cultivator disciples, Xing Yun suddenly felt that him dressing up as a girl was no longer that strange, especially since he was quite cute.

Hurrying to suppress this strange thought, Xing Yun took advantage of two people still immersing in their strange obsession and sneaked away from this place.

He felt uncomfortable after staying for an extra second!

Knowing that the sword peak's peak leader was the senior brother Xing He, Xing Yun felt that there was no need to go to the hall anymore. As the sect leader, he would definitely not stay in the Sword Peak, and there was no opportunity to discuss reforms at this time.

Then the next task was to examine the quality of teaching here, and see if he could find those spies who have not yet revealed their identities.

One of the spies he caught from the secret realm was in the Sword Peak, so this was one of his focuses.

Of course, at this time, some people would wonder since the supreme elders were so powerful, why would they give this task to Xing Yun, this newbie, instead of investigating themselves.

In fact, it was because, first, different elders were specialized in different skills, and only the hooligan fairy was good at searching other people's memories without being noticed by other people. If it was done by other elders, they could easily alarm the other spies lurking in the Shang Qing Sect. In addition, if all the elders came out to investigate all the disciples in the sect, rumors would appear and circulate inside Shang Qing Sect more easily. It would destroy the stability of the sect.

Then it was the arrangement of the hooligan fairy. She wanted to use this opportunity to train Xing Yun. People would grow without training.

Although Xing Yun believed that actually, she was just being lazy and wanted to use this opportunity to tease him. She was probably watching every move he made now. After all, the hooligan fairy had a strange kind of obsessive obsession with him, especially after getting to know him thoroughly.

Yes... Xing Yun realized why he felt strange on the way to 

——Tucked inside his coat was the undershirt given by the hooligan fairy, there were still several small red marks on the collarbone, and even on the lower abdomen, there were marks left after the saliva dried up...

Had his body been fully developed, Xing Yun felt that his virginity might have been taken away by the hooligan fairy yesterday in his sleep...

For fuck's sake, this female paedo is definitely a Shotacon! ？

Chapter 37: A Trip to the Sword Peak, The Journey Of Shouting Abuse

Regarding this, Xing Yun really guessed wrong, Fairy Yun Xia was not actually a Shotacon; she was only interested in him.

It was indeed for his own good to make him dress up as a girl, but the main reason was still to satisfy her own evil taste.

"Look, Old Second, ook. I told you this little girl will be popular amongst disciples. You see how much fun he brings us since she joined us."

Nodding in agreement, Yun Dan peeled an orange and handed it to his junior sister.

"Indeed, but can you stop calling me Old Second? How many times have you said that the title of Old Second doesn't sound nice..."

"Then what should I call you? Number Two? Or Old Pervert?" Rolling her eyes at Yun Dan, Yun Xia shifted her gaze back to the image presented by the spring water mirror, and ate the oranges bit by bit, " You should feel honored that I call you that... Ptui! Why is this shit so sour!"

After thinking about it, Yun Dan decided not to express his thoughts clearly.

It would only make her want to hack him.

Hack!

"I haven't said anything yet!"

"You must have thought about it in your heart, shut your mouth!"

With that, the hooligan Fairy stuffed the remaining oranges in her hands into her second senior brother's mouth.

"By the way, He'er, why are you a closed-door disciple with such a personality? The girl named Jian Xing."

Taoist Master Xing He was indeed not in the Sword Peak as Xing Yun thought. He was now busy dealing with sect-related documents. Although cultivators were separated from worldly matters, in order to maintain the normal operation of the sect, most sects still had their own business in the world. Some sects were in special service industries, such as the little sisters in Hundred Flowers Pavilion; others opened chain restaurants, chain taverns, etc.; there were even people that manipulated a kingdom behind the scene. 

Anyway, they would basically engage in some industries in the mortal world, which was also convenient for selecting potential disciples in the mortal world.

Having said so much, it was mainly to explain why several stacks of straw paper were piled up on the table of the Taoist Master Xing He. After all, the mortals could not use magic, and all the reports and letters must be recorded on paper.

Taoist Master Xing He was sullenly stamping one paper after another.

The bang-bang movement was endlessly like a machine gun firing.

Hearing the hooligan fairy calling for him, Taoist Master Xing He came to her in an instant like he had been liberated. This behavior caused the extreme dissatisfaction of the Supreme elder Yun Yun who was recording the information.

"Not, not, finished, finished, yet..."

"Stammer shut your mouth!"

"Hmmm……"

After making a harsh remark, Yun Xia nodded and told Xing He now that he was protected by her.

With this, Xing He was overwhelmed with joy.

"Martial Uncle, don't worry. She will not be able to take junior sister Xing Yun away from you. In fact, before this, she had confessed 999 times, Junior Sister Xing Yun just helped her to successfully achieve the new record of being rejected 1000 times..."

"What are you talking about? Does your sister, I look like that kind of person? Your sister, I would like to find a good family for the little girl to marry into. "

"Junior sister, what do you think of my Xing Ya? I think that girl and Yun'er are a good match," he smacked his lips, Yun Dan, who interrupted, threw the remaining oranges aside with disgust, "Ah... the stupid orange is so sour, my teeth... "

"Get lost, you're still talking about something that's already agreed, go and get this sister a drink."

"Deal! I'll go and get those three thousand years old ones."

Being able to take out the three-thousand-year medicinal wine that he kept for a long time, it could be clearly seen how great Yun Dan's mood was now.

He didn't even care about how Yun Xia called him anymore.

"Don't think too much. I haven't been to your sword peak for many years. I didn't expect that the Sword Peak is quite lively. Look at those disciples, what did the little girl say about them? Right, they are just like a clear stream in the mudslide of the cultivation world."

"Since I took over the Sword Peak, I have been adhering to the principle of free development. Being true to one's own heart is a very effective way to progress on the path of cultivation," Xing He explained with a smile. It was not difficult to tell from his proud tone that he was confident about the future of the sword peak, “Face one's obsessions and desires can effectively reduce the aggression of the Internal Demon when one goes through the thunder tribulation. Moreover, the frequent release of their negative emotions would help those disciples to calm down during the practice."

"So the rumors that I recently went out and heard that the sword cultivators were all rascals were true. And all those sword cultivators were from our Shang Qing Sect, right?"

Taoist Master Xing He's face suddenly stiffened, and then he nodded uncertainly.

"It's possible... but not necessarily all of them... probably, maybe, saying that most of them were from our Shang Qing sect is more accurate..."

After Xing He finished speaking, he closed his eyes and waited for his two martial uncles to hammer his face with solid hammers of love.

After all, Shang Qing Sect's reputation outside was half good and half bad, and among that half good and half bad reputation, the Sword Peak's disciples have "contributed" a lot.

However, the expected beating did not come, instead, it turned out to be a compliment after Yun Dan came back and heard it.

"This can be regarded as smoke bombs. After all, being too good... makes people tired."

"Good. Choosing you to take over the Sword Peak, the old geezer is indeed very smart." Yun Xia followed along with a compliment.

"What makes you say this?"

The compliments of the two elders made Xing He confused.

"Wind will always destroy the outstanding tree among a forest." Yun Dan chuckled lightly and signaled Xing He to sit down. "Now our Shang Qing sect is regarded as a thorn in the eyes by many outsiders. If our reputation is as big and as good as the biggest sect, Primordial Chaos Sect, wouldn't that make the wind want to destroy us?"

"The disciple understands it now."

"The Golden Mean is both desirable and undesirable," Fairy Yun Xia took a big gulp of the three thousand years wine, she looked heroic and unconstrained, yet not losing the temperament of a celestial being. "The current situation of Shang Qing Sect is not very good. You should know better than the two of me. So in this period of time, this is the best way to protect ourselves. When the little girl revitalizes our sect... By the way, He'er, are you upset that I gave the little girl so much authority?"

"Martial Uncle, you are joking, right. This disciple couldn't be happier."

Glancing at Xing Yun who was "visiting" the Sword Peak in the image, the smile on the face of Taoist Master Xing He did not have the slightest pretence, there was only the endless relief.

"I am very happy that Little Junior Sister can share the work with me. Being weighed down by chores, the progress of my cultivation has slowed down a lot. Now there is a little junior sister to help me manage the sect, I can also have spare time to catch up with my cultivation. "

"That's good to hear. You really are much better than your junior brothers and sisters."

"Martial Uncle, you are flattering me. Xing He is just a selfish person."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, you can go back to work. If I don't let you go, your Yun Yun would squat at my door and cry for four years again..."

"It, it was not four years! And I... I didn't cry, I just... just shed tears!"

Subtly, Yun Dan and Xing He felt that they shouldn't talk at this time, otherwise they would easily be beaten up by these two together.

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