"Not bad, but it's still a bit lacking in finesse."

"Understood, Master."

After leaving her master's place, Ye Xiruo went straight to her senior brother's residence. She didn't run into Zishu, but she did run into Yingxun.

"Senior Brother Ying, have you seen Senior Brother?"

"Junior Brother He Xiu is sparring."

"where?"

"In the square." Ye Xiruo was somewhat surprised. Why were the two of them fighting in the square? Brother Xiu Qi could charge admission just for his face, not to mention the adorable senior brother. It was such a waste that they were putting on a free show. "Ye Xiruo turned and ran.

"Junior sister, wait for me."

When Ye Xiruo arrived at the square, her mouth was agape. What was going on with this sea of ​​people? Even the people on the outermost edge were desperately pushing and shoving forward. The scene was comparable to the bus ride in her previous life.

Ye Xiruo's lips twitched incessantly. It was just a normal martial arts demonstration, wasn't it? Why was she acting so crazy?

"Junior Sister, you're too late. I can't squeeze in now." Ying Xun finally caught up and saw Ye Xiruo's dark face, which finally brought her some comfort.

"Sigh, it seems they're all here for Brother Xiu Qi's stunning good looks." Ye Xiruo's sympathetic attitude left Ying Xun feeling somewhat helpless.

Why are you looking at me like that?

"Do you feel like you've fallen out of favor? Do you feel like you've been betrayed?"

Yingxun's lips twitched incessantly: "I do hope that Junior Brother Xiu can stay in Medicine King Valley forever, so that those crazy female disciples can come to their senses."

"Absolutely not! Brother Xiu Qi is a member of my Pill King Palace. Don't even think about it. How about leaving Senior Brother here for you?" Ye Xiruo raised an eyebrow.

Ying Xun was stunned for a moment, and his handsome face actually turned red.

Good heavens! Senior Brother Yingxun is shy! Ye Xiruo burst out laughing!

"Hey! Is it that funny?"

"You like Senior Brother!!!" The tone was affirmative.

"Don't talk nonsense, we're good friends." Yingxun turned and left.

Ye Xiruo fidgeted with her fingers. What?! This is just trying to cover something up! Senior Brother Yingxun is definitely shy!

Ye Xiruo was pushed to the very outermost edge by the die-hard fans in the outer circle, unable to see anything but heads. The screams of other girls echoed around her. Ye Xiruo covered her head; better to retreat!

Brother Xiu's good looks truly transcend national borders, regions, genders, and ages.

On the plaza, two white figures were locked in combat, their movements so swift as lightning that their actions were impossible to discern. In every corner of the plaza, four elders skillfully erected protective barriers to prevent the clash from harming the onlookers.

After a long while, the two white figures finally separated. Zishu leaned against his sword, his right hand trembling uncontrollably; he had been greatly exhausted from the battle.

Xiu Qiyu, dressed in snow-white robes, wore a faint smile on his face, which was as radiant as moonlight, and held his ice-blue sword in his hand. It seemed that in this exchange, Zishu had once again suffered a slight defeat.

"We'll fight another day! Hmph." Zishu flew away.

With a flash of sword light, Xiu Qiyu also rode away on his sword.

On the smooth, jade-like stone slab, crisscrossing sword marks revealed a gruesome scene, a testament to the intensity of their battle.

The four elders slowly retracted their protective shields and stood in mid-air: "These two are the pride of our Taiyan Continent. Today's battle should have been beneficial to you both. After returning, you should strive to cultivate diligently and never slacken your efforts."

"Yes, Elder."

"You may all leave! The square needs repairs and you are not allowed to enter for the next three days."

"Yes, Elder."

The crowd slowly dispersed, gathering in twos and threes. Their conversations, however, were not about cultivation, but rather about Xiu Qiyu's regret at not staying longer.

"I have finally met the number one beauty on the mainland. She is indeed as perfect as the legends say. How can there be such a perfect person in this world? I will remember that face for a hundred years."

"Is a thousand years okay? In order to see my idol a few more times, I must cultivate myself to the Nascent Soul stage."

"Our idol actually defeated Zishu! Senior Brother Zishu is the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator on the continent! He's also the pride of us alchemists."

"There's nothing we can do about it, since our idol is a sword cultivator. It's true that sword cultivators of the same level are invincible."

"I feel so sorry for Senior Brother Zishu. Look at his wrinkled face, it breaks my heart!"

"It seems that this sparring session was proposed by Senior Brother Zishu, with the aim of letting us see how weak we are. In the Hundred Sects War, with our strength, we will definitely be doomed."

"Yes, we should cultivate hard so that we can see our idol again. It's just a pity that Xiu Qiyu already has Ye Xiruo, otherwise we could still give it a shot. If we could become our idol's personal alchemist, we would have no regrets in this life."

"You'd better not dream that dream. That's a divine master. With our aptitude, it's hard to say whether we can even become ninth-grade alchemists."

Another terrifying silence fell.

The next day, after absorbing the chaotic energy, Ye Xiruo was about to go back to sleep when she saw many alchemists diligently cultivating in the face of the rising sun.

It seems the atmosphere in Medicine King Valley has changed since yesterday's martial arts demonstration. It's gone from being gentle and peaceful to being actively motivated and ambitious. Last night, I saw many alchemists working through the night in the alchemy room. And I saw it again this morning! Were you really spurred on? No way! Even during the senior brother's lecture, they didn't seem that motivated, hardworking, or dedicated!

"Little Yezi, come down for dinner." Xiu Qiyu pointed to the crab roe and pearl buns she was holding.

Ye Xiruo jumped down immediately: "I'm here." Her target was the crab roe bun.

Xiu Qiyu leaped upwards and caught the disheveled Ye Xiruo.

"You panicked when you heard about food. What if you fell and got hurt?" Xiu Qiyu threw the plate in her hand upwards and flew downwards with Ye Xiruo in her arms.

"Senior Brother, thank you for your trouble."

The senior disciple, who was frantically catching the buns, said he had received 100 points of damage.

Looking at Xiu Qiyu's beautiful, moon-like face so closely, Ye Xiruo's breathing quickened. Xiu Qiyu's arms were strong, holding her tightly, his eyes smiling with doting affection. Ye Xiruo's face flushed again, and she didn't even realize she had landed on the ground.

"How much longer are you two going to hug?!" Zishu roared, holding a whole crab roe and pearl bun in his hands.

Ye Xiruo quickly let go of Xiu Qiyu's arms and turned to run away, showing a complete lack of self-control.

"Senior Brother, you scared Little Leaf away." Xiu Qiyu shrugged.

"Trying to take advantage of my junior sister? No way!" Acting all lovey-dovey in front of me, do you think I'm just a decoration?

"Senior Brother has misunderstood."