As she spoke, Mu Tianxin raised her tearful little face, her eyes already swollen like red peaches from crying, looking pitiful.
However, facing his little junior sister who was so fragile, Luo Jianqing shook his head and said with a smile: "Junior sister, I like him. I won't kiss you because you are my junior sister, and I already have him in my heart."
As soon as these words fell, Mu Tianxin snorted, raised his chin, and said nonchalantly, "Humph, that's right, this is my senior brother. That woman is so happy, it makes me so angry. If she ever wants to marry into Taihua Mountain, she must first pass me, Mu Tianxin! Senior brother, I'm telling you, if you want to marry that person, I, Mu Tianxin, will prepare a big gift for you, but the prerequisite for giving the gift is...she has to beat me!"
Luo Jianqing laughed upon hearing this and jokingly asked, "Are you sure... you really want him to defeat you?"
Mu Tianxin said arrogantly, "Of course! Who am I? I'm Mu Tianxin from Qinglan Peak! If she dares to touch me, I'll have my master beat her!"
After a few more words, Mu Tianxin proudly raised her chin, turned around, and left. Aside from the unwiped tear marks and red, swollen eyes on her beautiful face, everything else was the same as always. She was still the proud Mu Tianxin of Qinglan Peak.
However, when Mu Tianxin reached the end of the mountain path, she suddenly stopped. Without looking back, she asked in a low voice, "Brother, thirty-five years ago, we went to play together in the Monster Garden on Beast Control Peak. That day, we played so hard that we forgot the time. As darkness fell, the monsters began to howl. At that time, you held me in your arms, told me not to be afraid, and said you would protect me forever. Brother... do you still remember?"
Luo Jianqing slowly lowered his eyes and whispered, "I remember."
Mu Tianxin’s back stiffened.
Luo Jianqing closed his eyes and said helplessly: "Junior sister, those are just children's jokes, you...don't take them seriously."
Mu Tianxin stood at the end of the mountain path for a long time, then suddenly tapped the ground with her toes and flew away. Like a burning fire, she quickly rushed into the green mountains and lush trees, leaving with absolute determination and without even a hint of hesitation, she disappeared from Luo Jianqing's sight in an instant.
Some things must be ended early, because a short pain is worse than a long pain.
After gazing at the vast and emerald Qinglan Peak for a long time, Luo Jianqing sighed softly and turned away.
The sect competition among the seven peak disciples was just over a year away. He had previously challenged Xuan Lingzi, asking what would happen if he lost. However, Xuan Lingzi was probably so angry at the time that he hadn't realized he was already at the Nascent Soul stage. Luo Jianqing was the only one in the entire generation of disciples at the Nascent Soul stage. Unless someone challenged him, he would be the undisputed number one.
However, even though Luo Jianqing has already stood at the forefront of the younger generation of Taihua Mountain and has even become one of the top geniuses in the entire Xuantian Continent, his goals have always been more than that.
His goal has always been to surpass that person. If that person is at the Spiritual Transformation Stage, then he must become one too!
On the way back from Qinglan Peak to Yuxiao Peak, Luo Jianqing had already planned how he would cultivate for the next year. He would wait until the final months to go to Wanshou Ridge to hone his combat abilities and seize certain opportunities. However, before he could fully plan all this, he looked up and saw his bamboo house, suddenly reduced to ruins.
Luo Jianqing: "..."
Look to the left first, then to the right.
Yes, you are not wrong, this is the right place.
So, this pile of broken bamboo and wood... is really the bamboo house he lived in for decades?!
Luo Jianqing stepped forward, squatted down, picked up a piece of broken bamboo, and examined it carefully. It had indeed been shattered by spiritual energy. In fact, without even observing, Luo Jianqing could have guessed that, in the entire Xuantian Continent, besides that terrifying Demon Lord and the Demon Lord of the Demon Dao Palace, who else could have shattered the bamboo hut next door to Xuan Lingzi's under his nose?
Did the Demon Lord break the contract and come out?
Did the Demon Lord leave the Demonic Palace and sneak off to Mount Taihua to commit suicide? No.
Who else could it be? Probably the master he had been provoking for so many days.
Luo Jianqing raised the corner of his lips, stood up, and patted his robe. His white robe with green edges fluttered in the wind. The handsome monk walked calmly and leisurely to the bamboo hut nearby. His slender and delicate phoenix eyes lowered slightly. Luo Jianqing bowed and said calmly, "Master, my hut is gone. I don't know where to rest tonight."
There was no movement in the bamboo house.
Luo Jianqing was not discouraged and continued, "Master, we are the only two of us on Yuxiao Peak. I have traveled a lot today. I discussed sect affairs with my fourth junior brother and went to Qinglan Peak to talk with my youngest junior sister. I am exhausted now. Please open the door and let me have a good rest."
The bamboo leaves swayed gently, but still no echo.
Seeing this, Luo Jianqing's expression suddenly changed, and he scolded, "Master, I don't know who this evil person is. He actually dared to destroy my bamboo house in front of the world's number one cultivator, the Grand Elder of Taihua Mountain! This is a slap in the face of Taihua Mountain, and a slap in the face of you, Master! How can such evil deeds be tolerated? Master, I will go and capture that evil person and bring him to you, and..."
"Shut up." A cold voice suddenly rang out. The voice seemed calm and indifferent, but it sounded like gnashing of teeth. Xuan Lingzi lowered his voice and said word by word, "Luo Jianqing, when did you become so... so rude!"
Luo Jianqing couldn't help but chuckle.
His master, like him, had grown up in the cold, deserted Yuxiao Peak. If Luo Jianqing had been a strict adherent of etiquette in his previous life, a role model for countless fellow disciples, then Xuan Lingzi was his role model; everything he had learned came from this man.
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