Chapter 27 Ah Que is a Little Fox Drawing a Sword
Jiang Yuemian asked in confusion, "A-Que?"
Why aren't you here yet?
After Shen Que understood his feelings, he felt a little embarrassed, and his face turned red.
It turns out that he had long harbored wicked intentions.
He considers his master to be the person he loves.
Hearing Jiang Yuemian's call, Shen Que finally composed himself, but his eyes were as soft as if they were dripping with water, and his gaze followed Jiang Yuemian.
He walked forward slowly.
As he walked closer, he could hear his own heart pounding.
As we approached, the details became clearer.
until--
His sweetheart thought he was too slow and pulled him over.
The two were instantly very close. Shen Que felt the fragrance emanating from the Immortal Venerable, and his face instantly turned red. His black hair was now sticking to his clothes, and he could hold it in his palm with just a reach.
Shen Que moved his fingers.
I didn't touch it after all.
Master, what should I do with you?
Shen Que sighed inwardly.
Jiang Yuemian was completely oblivious to Shen Que's inner turmoil. She only thought that Shen Que smelled really good. Indeed, what was that saying again?
Before the slap arrives, the fragrance of the hand comes first.
Besides, Ah Que wouldn't do that; she would just enjoy herself to the fullest.
In high spirits, her eyes and brows lit up, and she chattered excitedly as she pulled Shen Que to sit down next to her, introducing him to her while admiring his handsome face.
"Ah! This spell is pretty good, isn't it? This is my original Firefly Attraction Technique, it's most effective against them!" Jiang Yuemian proudly pointed at the swarm of fireflies, exuding arrogance and unrestrained pride.
From Chen Que's perspective, the arrogant and unrestrained immortal addressed him in a questioning tone, while his bright smile clearly said, "Praise me, praise me!"
Master, since that's the case, then stay with me forever.
We will never be apart again.
Shen Que smiled after thinking it over.
That smile made Jiang Yuemian's eyes widen for a moment. A low laugh emanated from Chen Que's lips, and the boy's cool and gentle demeanor instantly tickled Jiang Yuemian's ears, not to mention the stunningly beautiful face that always captivated her.
"Master...you're so amazing."
For some reason, Jiang Yuemian felt a little shy when she heard what she wanted to say.
Ah-que, Ah-que, why are you talking like that?
She lowered her eyes, refusing to look at Shen Que, but Shen Que insisted that she look up. He slowly placed his hand on the Immortal Venerable's face, the exquisite feel matching his expectations. He tentatively asked, "Master, may you teach me?"
Jiang Yuemian was startled by Shen Que's sudden action. Ah Que, Ah Que was touching her face?
That can't be right! Can a master and his disciple be this close?
She secretly glanced at Chen Que again and saw that he seemed normal.
Hmm? Is she the only one who finds it strange?
Shen Que noticed his master's expression and secretly smiled, then quickly pretended nothing had happened.
Jiang Yuemian quickly overcame her awkwardness and said, "Okay. It's very simple, just do this and that." As she spoke, she demonstrated for Chen Que.
Chen Que's gaze followed closely, without revealing a single movement.
...
"Master, is the Sword Tomb just ahead?"
"Um."
The two took the teleportation array in the city early in the morning and were teleported to a location less than two miles away from the Sword Tomb.
However, the area around the Sword Tomb was only accessible by foot, but fortunately, they arrived quickly.
After the two passed through the woods, Jiang Yuemian said, "A-Que, we've finally arrived."
“Yes, we’ve arrived.” Shen Que turned to look at Jiang Yuemian.
"Alright, let's go in now." Jiang Yuemian was ready to go, shaking off the dirt from her clothes.
"good."
"Squeak~"
Chen Que pushed open the door.
The two slowly walked inside.
The interior was in a state of disarray, and dust was everywhere as soon as you entered.
Shen Que coughed because he was choked.
Jiang Yuemian was unaffected; as a Mahayana cultivator, she was naturally immune to these things. Seeing that Shen Que was uncomfortable, she casually cast a spell, and Shen Que instantly felt warm and stopped coughing.
“This is mortal soil. People with low cultivation levels will cough uncontrollably like A-Que after just one breath. If no elder comes to soothe them, their throats will definitely suffer. I had forgotten about this. The Sword Tomb is indeed different from other places,” Jiang Yuemian explained.
Her clear eyes also showed guilt for forgetting about it.
Shen Que couldn't bear to see her like this, and was about to say, "It's not Master's fault."
But on second thought, he realized he could use his master's guilt to achieve his own goals.
So he lowered his eyes, and from Jiang Yuemian's angle, all she could see was his handsome face; he clearly couldn't bear to blame her.
Oh wow!
This made her feel even more guilty, and she resolved to make it up to Ah Que.
Shen Que saw the obvious heartache in his master's eyes out of the corner of his eye; his goal had been achieved.
He then changed the subject seriously, saying, "Master, how do we find the sword?"
"Ah Que, go ahead."
Shen did as instructed.
Once Shen Que had pinpointed the location, Jiang Yuemian began casting spells with alternating hands.
A bluish-green spiritual energy surrounded her, and Shen Que was somewhat stunned.
There's no other reason than that Master is just too beautiful.
Jiang Yuemian continued, until—
"break!"
As soon as Jiang Yuemian finished speaking...
Shen Que felt that Zhou Shen was dizzy and disoriented. When he finally stood up steadily again, the surrounding environment had undergone tremendous changes.
The dilapidated house was gone, and I looked around.
Dark walls and layers of buildings resembling a library came into view.
Each sword was placed in a separate compartment, and when Chen Que looked up, he couldn't see the top of the building.
So this is the real Sword Tomb.
But where is Master?
Jiang Yuemian escorted Shen Que to the Sword Tomb, then patted her bottom and found a place to sit, intending to wait there for Shen Que's triumphant return.
......
He proceeded cautiously and steadily forward.
He thought that he was probably the only one who could enter the Sword Tomb, and that his master could not.
His eyes deepened, and then he took out a precious sword to bring honor to his master.
He continued to probe forward.
However, the swords that had been lying still in the air suddenly started to move.
Chen Li immediately drew his sword from his waist and assumed a defensive stance.
The swords, showing no fear, flew towards Chen Que and surrounded him completely.
At this moment, Shen Que also realized that these swords did not seem to have any malicious intent.
He felt relieved and began to carefully select the swords that surrounded him.
But as soon as he raised his hand, the swords scrambled to get close, but there was only one spot, so whoever won got to keep it.
Thus, Shen Que watched helplessly as a bunch of swords, which weren't even human-shaped, fought each other in mid-air.
"......"
Finally, a victor emerged from among them, and the sword wobbled and swayed as it rushed toward him.
"Bang!"
A sword aura appeared out of nowhere and knocked it away. It reluctantly got up from the ground.
Shen Que looked toward the spot where the sword energy had been emitted.
Then his pupils suddenly contracted.
At the same time, Jiang Yuemian sensed a huge fluctuation of spiritual energy outside.
She rose from the ground with a solemn expression, and golden light shot up from the location of the sword mound.
Jiang Yuemian narrowed her eyes.
This is...
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Author's Note: Here it comes!
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