Shangyue folded her arms and followed Yan Yu closely.
She looked at Yan Yu's back coldly, but she had made up her mind.
After arriving at the main hall, all you can see are fallen leaves on the ground.
Shangyue squatted down, picked up a piece and held it between his fingertips.
The leaves were cut in the middle, the cut was neat and the juice was fresh.
It was obvious that it had been cut off cleanly and neatly by the sharp sword energy not long ago.
Yan Yu threw a broom at Shang Yue and said arrogantly, "Young Master, let's begin!"
Shangyue looked at the broom made of fine spiritual plants at her feet. She calmly bent down, picked it up, and threw it towards Yan Yu.
The whole action was done in one go without any delay.
The broom drew a beautiful straight line in the air and hit Yan Yu directly in the face.
The broom slid down, revealing Yan Yu's angry face.
Shangyue didn't wait for her to move and hit Yan Yu's arm with a palm from mid-air.
Yan Yu screamed, and her left arm fell limply.
Shangyue formed a critical strike with his right hand, and the spiritual energy was full and made a crackling sound.
"As an outer disciple of Piaomiao Peak, it is your honor to serve your aunt, and sweeping up fallen leaves is a blessing you have earned. If you don't need your hands, this young master doesn't mind taking them off for you!"
"You..." Yan Yu looked at Shangyue in front of her in shock and doubt, and Shangyue began to become blurry in her eyes.
In a trance, she actually saw Shangyue turned into two people, sometimes overlapping, sometimes separating.
Yan Yu blinked and rubbed it hard again.
The picture finally became clear, and she could finally see the two Shangyue standing separately in front of her.
One of them lowered his head, his eyes dodging, and looked at the ground submissively, looking completely lacking in confidence and weak and vulnerable.
One of them had a gloomy face and sharp eyes, like a devil crawling out of hell.
Yan Yu couldn't explain what she saw, but she felt something was wrong and turned and ran.
The moment she moved, the terrifying and sharp spiritual power exploded at her feet.
Yan Yu took a step back, a look of horror on her face. She felt the terrifying power contained in that spiritual energy.
If she had run a little faster, she would have been blown to pieces by this terrifying spiritual power.
"If you don't need your ears, I'd better help you take them off!" Shangyue's face was gloomy and irrational.
Yan Yu, who always bullied the weak and feared the strong, had never seen such a scene before. Her legs went weak and she knelt in the layers of fallen leaves.
"Young Master, calm down. Young Master, calm down. I'll sweep it right away!"
Yan Yu quickly grabbed the broom and swept up the fallen leaves without delay.
The broom gleamed in her hands, and every movement revealed skill and grace.
Tsk tsk, how many days and nights of hardship did she go through to achieve what she has today.
Shangyue looked at her coldly and suddenly coughed dryly.
Yan Yu's hands holding the broom trembled uncontrollably, and she looked at Shang Yue with lingering fear.
Shang Yue said calmly, "Why, are you planning to let this young master stand and watch you clean?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yu immediately dropped the broom and brought a chair from the side hall.
Shangyue sat down comfortably and watched Yan Yu pick up the broom and start cleaning.
"Ahem!" Shangyue looked at Yan Yu dissatisfiedly.
Yan Yu shuddered and looked at Shangyue fearfully.
Shang Yue supported his head with one hand and said coldly, "Are you planning to let me just sit there and watch you clean?"
Yan Yu was stunned and immediately made a cup of fresh tea and served it to him.
Shangyue finally nodded in satisfaction. She sipped her tea slowly while watching Yan Yu "working hard" amidst the falling green leaves.
Shangyue couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that whether in the real world or in the world of immortal cultivation, strength is absolute power."
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