“Half-Yao, no, Qian Yu, thank you… thank you for saving us.”
The morning light was dim, shining with a soft glow.
Looking at the Half-Yao girl behind them, an unprecedented wave of complex emotions flooded the two female disciples.
Only now did they realize that this girl named Qian Yu was actually so small, aside from those two tall, upright fox ears.
And yet, it was this girl, no taller than their own younger sisters, who had reached out and pulled them back at their most desperate moment, disregarding their past animosity.
That agile speed was at a level they couldn’t even comprehend.
As the morning light grew softer, the two female disciples couldn’t find the words to describe their current feelings; they could only stammer out their thanks.
Qian Yu stood on her tiptoes and patted each of their heads.
Small as she was, at this moment, she seemed to be comforting two children:
“Alright, it’s okay now. You two go back and rest first; leave things here to me.”
Hurry up and leave!
If Tang Qiurou attacks again later, won’t I lose you two as witnesses?
Her snow-white long hair fluttered in the wind, with a few strands brushing against their faces.
It was itchy, seemingly plucking a certain chord in their hearts.
Feeling the stroking on their heads, these two female disciples, who were several years older than Qian Yu, actually blushed.
They subconsciously obeyed her words.
After another thank you, they chose to depart with trembling steps.
Why hadn’t they noticed before… that Qian Yu was actually this cute and gentle?
“Qian Yu, you really know how to put on an act, using me to do someone a favor.”
Tang Qiurou, who had been watching everything from start to finish, gave a cold laugh.
These were her own best tricks; she often bought people’s hearts like this herself.
But now that it was being used by Qian Yu, why was it so annoying?
The girl seemed even more talented at it than she was.
That move of standing on tiptoes to pat someone’s head—why hadn’t she thought of that before?
This child must not be allowed to remain.
Killing intent rose and fell in Tang Qiurou’s heart, but the Qian Yu in front of her only tilted her head, asking in confusion, “Senior Sister Tang, what are you saying? Xiao Yu doesn’t understand.”
In her daze, there was a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
Tang Qiurou’s rounded little face became even more exasperated.
Usually, she was the only one who acted pure; no one had ever dared to put on an act in front of her.
And she was doing it better than her.
“Stop acting for me. Where is that evidence you mentioned earlier?”
“It’s right here, of course.”
Qian Yu shook the Sound Recording Stone in her hand and pressed it lightly.
The dialogue between the two female disciples from before played out perfectly.
“Senior Sister Qiurou, if this thing were to fall into Senior Sister Nalan’s hands, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be very good. Xiao Yu is very worried about you.”
Can you stop talking in that Little Green Tea tone of voice!!!
“Speak. What exactly do you want?”
Tang Qiurou took a deep breath, seemingly having softened her stance.
But at the exact moment those words left her mouth, her right hand suddenly lunged toward Qian Yu with lightning speed.
You want to threaten me?
Did you check if you have the strength first?
Refined Spiritual Energy erupted in her palm.
Like the slap she had delivered to Qian Yu a few days ago, it carried an unavoidable momentum.
She didn’t know what kind of luck Qian Yu had just now to be able to pull those two female disciples away from her hands, but the girl’s luck wouldn’t be so good this time.
As a True Disciple, wanting to snatch something from Qian Yu’s hands was simply too easy.
“Let’s see if I don’t cripple you.”
A fierce light flashed in Tang Qiurou’s eyes.
However, in that split second, Qian Yu took another slight step back.
An inch more would be too much; an inch less and she’d take the palm.
Yet again, she retreated from the wind of the palm with perfect timing.
“Oh my… Senior Sister Qiurou, what are you doing?”
Qian Yu placed her right hand over her chest, looking at Tang Qiurou like a startled little rabbit.
Her face was full of innocence and appeared pitiful.
Occasionally, she would intentionally shake the Sound Recording Stone in her hand again.
“This is Qian Yu? Why…”
Looking at her empty palm in disbelief, Tang Qiurou’s expression finally changed.
Once could be luck, but twice being exactly the same was hard to explain.
This was just a lowly Half-Yao who hadn’t even dared to fight back when slapped a while ago.
How could she dodge two consecutive attacks, and with such perfect timing?
“I don’t believe it!”
Refusing to believe it, Tang Qiurou attacked Qian Yu several times in succession, but every time resulted in the girl dodging with just the right amount of effort.
The speed and power of a True Disciple were once again useless.
It was as if Qian Yu was playing with her; clearly having provoked her to the point of rage, the smile on the girl’s face remained innocent and delicate.
“Senior Sister Qiurou, the look in your eyes is so scary. You’re not cute at all anymore.”
Tang Qiurou panted slightly and did not answer.
A long time ago, before she had completely beaten Qian Yu into submission, she used to toy with the girl like this.
At that time, the girl’s Shizun had just passed away, and she was in a stubborn phase where she had to face the storms of the outside world alone without having been truly beaten down yet.
It was she, with one mockery and slap after another, who had molded Qian Yu into her current timid and cowardly personality.
She had found quite a lot of joy in this “cultivation.”
However, only when the person being toyed with became herself did Tang Qiurou realize just how disgusting this feeling was.
Her own body was trembling with rage, while the person in front of her was still smiling beautifully and speaking softly, asking if she needed help.
How could such a twisted person exist?!
Tang Qiurou was momentarily dazed, but… she wasn’t a piece of trash like Qian Yu. She was a True Disciple of the Luoxia Immortal Sect!
That was just a test.
Once she used her full strength, how could the girl possibly dodge?
A cruel smile flashed in her eyes as her cultivation at the peak of the Second Realm: Transcendent Realm fully unfolded.
The long sword at Tang Qiurou’s waist unsheathed itself.
Spiritual flames rose and a sea of fire blurred the air.
She was actually going to use a wide-range killing move that left nowhere to hide.
It seemed she was truly enraged.
Once this technique crashed down, the scattered sword qi and flames alone would be enough for Qian Yu to suffer greatly.
“Senior Sister Qiurou, are you sure you want to use a killing move on me?”
Qian Yu’s eyelids flickered, but her face remained calm.
“We are currently Senior Sister Nalan’s only two followers. If you kill me, she will definitely investigate thoroughly.”
“So what? It’s hard to find two-legged foxes, but followers like you are a dime a dozen!”
Tang Qiurou laughed coldly.
Qian Yu wasn’t her, after all.
She could toy with Qian Yu back then because her strength was absolute.
For Qian Yu to provoke her like this now was simply seeking death!
Did she not know that only by stepping into the Second Realm: Transcendent Realm and refining Spiritual Energy into Spiritual Power can one be called a true cultivator?
No matter how weirdly the opponent dodged around, once this move landed, it would be enough to take her life.
The sense of humiliation made Tang Qiurou’s killing intent firm.
Then, she heard the little Half-Yao named Qian Yu suddenly shout:
“Senior Sister Qiurou, do you really not want to think about why I was able to dodge so many of your attacks in a row?”
What else could it be!
Could it be that Senior Sister Nalan taught you?
You haven’t even seen her face recently.
Tang Qiurou gave a disdainful smile, but her eyes suddenly caught sight of the bracelet on Qian Yu’s wrist, which was flowing with White Cloud Dao Patterns.
The Flowing Cloud Bracelet.
It had emerged on its own to protect its master because it felt the fluctuation of Spiritual Energy.
She suddenly remembered that this bracelet had a communication function.
Since Nalan Yunyan obtained it, she had only given out three.
One was given to her, the owner of another was already dead, and the last remaining one was in Qian Yu’s hand.
Could it be that Senior Sister Nalan really used the communication of this bracelet to teach Qian Yu techniques?
The spirit sword in Tang Qiurou’s hand came to a sudden halt.
The backflow of energy caused a flush of redness to appear on her face.
She didn’t focus on the aura of the cultivation technique on Qian Yu’s body.
That wasn’t important; any lackey who passed the Certificate of Loyalty would be given a top-tier cultivation technique sufficient to enter the Heritage Ground.
What she truly cared about was whether Qian Yu’s ability to skillfully dodge her string of attacks originated from techniques taught by Nalan Yunyan.
Unlike poor rogue cultivators who spent their entire lives running for resources and techniques, for a young lady from a top-tier family like Nalan Yunyan, time was much more important than resources or techniques.
The former was just a bit of change tossed out from between her fingers.
But if she personally taught divine techniques and skills, the nature of it would be completely different.
That would mean Nalan Yunyan was willing to sacrifice her more precious time for this lackey.
Tang Qiurou knew clearly that since the other woman became the true Young Clan Head, she had many lackeys and followers, but those she had actually personally guided were only herself and another personal maid who was already dead.
If the Half-Yao in front of her really had been personally guided, then she truly wasn’t someone Tang Qiurou could kill at will.
Tang Qiurou’s expression shifted, becoming increasingly ugly.
She really wanted to question Qian Yu on what basis she deserved this, but it finally turned into a reluctant, “Fine. Now we can truly have a talk.”
“Okay, Senior Sister Qiurou.”
Qian Yu nodded obediently, her smile genuine and radiantly beautiful.
Since the other woman had always bullied her in the past, this time, whether it was the missing resources or that specific item, she was going to take it all from her.
This Little Green Tea had skimmed who knows how many good things by relying on Nalan Yunyan. Heh heh~
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