Chapter 42: The Charming and Destitute Young Master in the Immortal Cultivation Novels 19

Seeing that the girl's face was getting paler and her body was beginning to shake, Yan Ning, who was standing beside her, could hardly stand. He quickly made a hand gesture, and the girl's spirit sword instantly flew out of his hand, and she was transferred into his arms.

He took the girl into his arms, sat down on the stone bench, picked up the cup of spiritual dew on the stone table, and fed it to the girl.

Spiritual dew is the dew formed by the condensation of spiritual energy on various spiritual plants. Like spiritual stones, it can replenish the spiritual power in the body of cultivators and is not uncommon in the world of cultivation.

There are only different grades, and the grade is related to the concentration of spiritual energy in the environment. Most of the spiritual dew sold in the cultivation world today is low-grade spiritual dew and a very small amount of mid-grade spiritual dew, while high-grade spiritual dew is almost nowhere to be found.

A drop of high-level spiritual dew can be sold at a sky-high price at an auction, simply because high-level spiritual dew has very stringent requirements for the spiritual environment. It can not only provide spiritual power, but can even cleanse the meridians and marrow, widen the meridians, and is more effective than a spiritual cleansing pill.

Nan Qiao looked at the cup filled with transparent liquid in front of her, pursed her dry lips, and leaned on his hand to drink the spiritual dew in the cup.

Seeing the girl drink the spiritual dew obediently, Yan Ning finally smiled. He used a spiritual technique again to drive away the sweet sweat on the girl's body.

"Qiao Qiao, cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight. You have to take it slowly." Yan Ning looked at the girl who was still breathing heavily in his arms with some heartache, and patted the girl's back gently with his slender hands.

He was well aware of the girl in his arms's reckless practice these past few days.

Nan Qiao breathed softly and did not respond to his words at all. She had had enough of this life of being at the mercy of others and being oppressed. Only by becoming strong could she gain true freedom.

Finally she came to her senses and found herself still sitting in the man's arms, his arms still around her. There was a hint of resistance between her beautiful eyebrows. She struggled but couldn't get away.

Nan Qiao lowered his head and pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.

"Rong Yin...Is the Immortal Venerable back to the Sword Sect?"

Yan Ning seemed to be unable to see the resistance between the eyebrows of the girl in his arms. He hugged her tightly with his strong arms. The soft body in his arms was fragrant and captivating.

The girl's soft question in his ear made Yan Ning pause. He knew that the girl had been worried about Rong Yin, and he did not hide it: "Qiao Qiao, don't worry, Rong Yin has returned to the Sword Sect safely."

Thinking of the frequent disputes between the cultivation and demonic worlds in recent days, Yan Ning smiled silently.

After knowing that Rong Yin was fine and had returned safely to the world of cultivation, Nan Qiao finally let go of the worry that had been hanging over him for the past few days.

She looked at the empty jade cup in front of her. She was born in Penglai Pavilion and had seen many good things since she was a child, but she had never done such a luxurious thing as drinking high-level spiritual dew as water.

Thinking about what he had eaten, worn, and used these days, all of them were rare fine products in the world of cultivation. Even the small dish of spiritual fruits on the stone table were top-grade green spiritual fruits. His eyelashes trembled and drooped again.

She knew what they were trying to achieve by being so nice to her, but she didn't want to know.

The stunning girl in his arms had a pair of watery eyes, and her avoidance was clearly visible.

Yan Ning's heart softened when he saw this. He gently embraced the girl in his arms, sighed softly, and said in a compromising tone: "Qiao Qiao, I will never hurt you."

He gently stroked the girl's three thousand black hair that hung down to her waist. The soft and smooth touch made him unable to let go.

"If Qiao Qiao doesn't want to, I won't force her. But Qiao Qiao still needs to stay in Fuyu Mountain for the next few days. The conflict between the cultivators and demons is getting more intense. How can I let you go down the mountain without worry?"

He believed that the two people would not be willing to hurt her in the slightest, but swords and guns have no eyes, and there are people who are blind. If he was not careful and got bumped, he would feel distressed.

Nan Qiao was shocked when he heard this, and he quickly raised his eyes and asked anxiously: "Could it be that the demon world has already invaded the cultivation world?" As a person from the cultivation world, Nan Qiao naturally cares about the cultivation world.

"Not at all." Yan Ning lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. If the world of cultivators and demons were to engage in a full-scale war, there would surely be devastating consequences for all living beings.

Lou Mujun had such feelings for Nan Qiao, but he didn't act so recklessly. However, after discovering that his Demon Queen had been abducted, he was bound to make some small moves.

"It's just that after the barrier between the cultivation and demonic worlds was broken, more and more demonic cultivators have infiltrated the cultivation world. Now the cultivation world has become somewhat turbulent."

Seeing the worry still on the girl's face, Yan Ning continued to comfort her: "These are just minor fights now. Although it's a bit chaotic, it's not a big deal."

Nan Qiao listened to his comforting words in a daze, but the worry in her eyes did not fade away. She thought of the red-clothed demon king who had frightened her for a whole month.

"Is it... because of me?" Nan Qiao said with some difficulty. She was well aware of the barrier between the cultivation and demonic realms. Although it was on the verge of breaking, it certainly wouldn't lose its effect so quickly.

"How could that be?" Yan Ning's expression remained unchanged as he gently patted the girl's back. "The demons are inherently ambitious and have coveted the cultivation world for a long time. Conflict between the two worlds is inevitable."

After hearing his words, Nan Qiao felt a little relieved and her slightly frowned brows relaxed a little.

"Qiao Qiao has been practicing sword techniques for so long, you must be tired, you should take a rest first." Yan Ning didn't want the girl to pay too much attention to this.

No matter how chaotic the world of cultivators and demons is, he will guard the peace of Fushan and protect her well-being.

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Putting away the long sword that was still dripping with blood, Mo Lin looked around carefully. All the monsters that had hurt people had been cleared out by the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Senior Brother, all the monsters around have been cleared out." Duan Xuan also put away his sword and strode to Mo Lin's side.

Mo Lin nodded slightly and looked around again, but did not see Jun Ze and Yun Yao.

"Where are the third junior brother and the younger junior sister?"

"Senior Brother, we are here." Yun Yao and Cen Hao slowly walked out of the house.

"I was worried that the monsters had not been cleared out yet, so I went in to take a look with Third Senior Brother." Yun Yao smiled slightly, gentle and smart. She was still wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Sword Sect. Even though she had just slaughtered a monster, there was no trace of blood on her body.

"Well, I'm glad nothing happened. Monsters have been rampant lately, so we still have to be careful."

Mo Lin looked at Cen Hao, who was obviously distracted, and paused.

"Master returned to the sect a few days ago. The monsters in this area have been cleared out. It's time for us to return to the sect."

Cen Hao, who was looking listless on the side, immediately raised his head, and a light seemed to appear in his originally dull eyes.

Since the master has returned to the sect, she must have returned too.

Mo Lin looked at his joyful expression and sighed silently. If his junior brother continued to behave like this in front of the master, he would probably make the master unhappy.

After all, everyone could see how much Master cared about the peerlessly beautiful Young Pavilion Master. Thinking of this, that alluring face resurfaced in his mind, and Mo Lin was slightly lost in thought.

"Senior brother, senior brother..." The call of the disciple beside him brought Mo Lin back to his senses a little, and a trace of embarrassment rarely flashed across his usually calm eyes.

He was only twenty-two years old, and it was still the age when he was young to admire Ai. Moreover, the girl was so beautiful, who wouldn't be moved by her?

But she was the one that his master admired, and she was definitely not someone he could covet. Mo Lin silently recited the Heart Purification Technique in his heart.

As the Qingxin Jue flowed, his chaotic mind gradually calmed down. Mo Lin looked at his junior brother who was still looking happy with a complicated look, but said nothing.

Upon learning the news that her master had returned to the sect, Yun Yao's eyes flashed with joy, and she quickly walked up to Mo Lin.

"Brother, let's go back to the sect as soon as possible."

Mo Lin nodded, and the group quickly returned to the Sword Sect.

"Master" Yun Yao hurriedly went to the mission hall with several senior brothers to complete the mission, and then went up to Yuheng Peak. But unexpectedly, when she raised her eyes, she saw the master she had been thinking about.

She called out with some joy, her eyes raised impatiently, looking eagerly at the master in front of her, her eyes greedily and meticulously depicting his eyebrows. She hadn't seen her master for more than a month.

"Master," the three disciples called out respectfully.

Cen Hao couldn't help but look up at his master's side, but he didn't see the figure he was eager to see.

"Master, what is the matter that brought you down the mountain? Do you need me to do it for you?" Duan Xuan asked with a gentle smile and consideration.

Rongyin Xianzun has a high level of cultivation and can walk in the air even without flying a sword. It is rare to see him walking down the mountain like this.

"Nothing." Rong Yin had changed back into white clothes. With his black hair and white clothes, he looked so handsome under the sunlight that it made people's heart beat faster.

After all, they were his own disciples, so he was still concerned about them. His spiritual sense circled around the four disciples, and seeing that their cultivation was solid and they were not injured, there seemed to be relief in his eyes.

"Since you are back, you should rest for a few days. The barrier between the cultivation and demonic worlds has been broken, and the leader has sent elders to guard the north." His tone was as cold as ever.

"Mo Lin, you are the eldest senior brother, and you will need to lead the disciples of the Sword Sect to resist the demons."

Mo Lin lowered his head in agreement.

After explaining everything, Rong Yin also gave a few of his disciples some spiritual weapons and treasures, which he had accumulated over the years and were suitable for them to use.

"Master, I have already mastered the second form of the Mysterious Sword Technique. However, I am a dull person and still have some questions. I hope Master can give me some guidance."

Seeing that the master turned around and wanted to leave after giving instructions, Yun Yao's eyes flashed with disappointment and she spoke hurriedly.

Rong Yin did not stop, and continued to walk down the mountain step by step. Only a faint voice came over:

"Your senior brother has already practiced the seventh form and understands it best. If you have any questions, feel free to ask Mo Lin."

"If you have any doubts about your cultivation in the future, you can ask your brothers first. If they don't understand, then come and ask me."

Just a few words made Yun Yao's face, which was already not very good, turn pale in an instant.

Master, do you want to push yourself to the eldest brother for teaching?

But why? Ever since I came to the cultivation world, I have been taught by my master himself.

Yun Yao's face was pale and her body was shaky. She just stared blankly at the outstanding figure in white in front of her. She opened her mouth, but could only swallow the question that was about to come out with difficulty.