Linghu Lan and Chen Yunqi watched Wei Feng descend the mountain.
The two returned to the mountain one after the other.
Chen Yunqi finally couldn't hold back and said to Linghu Lan, "Junior Sister, are you angry with Second Senior Brother?"
Linghu Lan turned around and smiled, "Why would I be angry with you?"
Chen Yunqi felt somewhat ashamed and sighed, "I asked you to take care of Senior Brother, but he went down the mountain instead. I know Senior Brother's feelings, so I deliberately asked you to take care of him. Do you really have no feelings for Senior Brother at all?"
"Second Senior Brother, if I said that I like you, would you be willing?" Linghu Lan smiled slightly, her eyes full of wit.
Chen Yunqi was startled. "Junior Sister, don't joke around. I treat you like my own sister."
"Hahahaha!" Linghu Lan laughed so hard she bent over. "Second Senior Brother, I can tell you're unwilling. I treat my Eldest Senior Brother the same way."
Chen Yunqi's face flushed slightly, and he let out a long sigh. He wondered if his senior brother could pull through. "Junior sister, I've wronged you. I hope you won't be angry with me."
Linghu Lan looked at the boundless scenery outside with her bright eyes and said calmly, "Senior brother, why should I be angry with you? Junior sister treats you like her own brothers, and she would be willing to die for you. However, matters of the heart cannot be forced. If one day I go down the mountain and fall in love with a young hero from another sect, I only hope that you will not stop me."
After Linghu Lan finished speaking, she turned and left.
Chen Yunqi stood in the silent wind. His junior sister had grown up. When she talked about the love and affection between men and women, she no longer had the shyness of a young girl. It was as if it were a very natural and ordinary thing.
It seems that what she said is true; she indeed has no romantic feelings for them. Her recent coldness and aloofness are probably because she has already thought things through.
Last time, she rashly asked her junior sister to take care of her senior brother, and the junior sister didn't get angry, which was already giving him face. He couldn't bother his junior sister again for his senior brother's sake.
He looked in the direction Linghu Lan had gone, as if something inside him had shattered.
Linghu Lan returned to the mountain and continued to practice swordsmanship every day.
The senior brothers were surprised to find that the junior sister, whom they used to have to yield their swords to win against, could now defeat them with ease.
The group abandoned their plans to sneak off the mountain for fun and focused entirely on sword practice. As a result, early morning sword practice became a common practice throughout the entire Lingshan Sect.
Qin Ying's father, Qin Changhe, naturally noticed the changes in the Lingshan Sect.
On that day, after the sword competition among fellow disciples, Linghu Lan single-handedly took on ten of her senior brothers.
Qin Changhe kept Linghu Lan behind.
Chen Yunqi and many of his fellow disciples walked out the door.
Looking at Linghu Lan's tall and slender figure, he was deeply moved. In just a few short months, his junior sister had undergone a complete transformation compared to before.
The innocent and carefree junior sister of the past is gone forever.
After everyone left, Qin Changhe carefully looked at Linghu Lan's face, feeling comforted.
He always felt that his daughter was very talented. However, he also knew that she was naturally playful, and no matter how good her talent was, it would be useless if she couldn't calm down and practice swordsmanship.
As the head of the Lingshan Sect, he was adept at disciplining his many disciples, but he always struggled to discipline his daughter. In the past, he had many regrets because his daughter's martial arts skills were not improving.
Unexpectedly, she has come to her senses on her own over the past few months.
He was overjoyed.
Linghu Lan smiled and asked, "Father, what are you looking at?"
Qin Changhe stroked his beard and said sternly, "In the past, you asked me to teach you a sword technique on your eighteenth birthday. Your father has decided to teach you my famous Thirty-Six Forms of the Spirit Cloud Sword Technique now."
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