“I’ve figured out how Senior Sister can properly reward me tonight!”
The young man burst through the door, his eyes practically gleaming as he looked at the beautiful woman with excitement.
In the cool autumn breeze, Yuyan turned to look, only to see that after all his time in the bathroom, he hadn’t even bothered to put on proper clothes, coming out wearing just a bathrobe.
“By the way, how did this chessboard get split in half?”
The atmosphere froze for a moment as Yino asked curiously.
He wasn’t concerned about his attire, figuring he’d need to undress anyway for his Senior Sister to help activate his Sword Dao Holy Body through cultivation, so the bathrobe was more practical.
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Meanwhile, Yuyan also noticed the completely ruined stone table chessboard.
Remembering Yino’s letter, her rouge lips twitched as the embarrassing memory attacked her again.
“It’s nothing, probably struck by lightning last night.”
Yuyan couldn’t be bothered to explain.
If she told Yino that she’d smashed the chessboard in a fit of rage over a letter, then foolishly rushed all the way to Snow Village, missing the battle behind Wuji Sect’s mountain … wouldn’t that make her look stupid?
Meanwhile, Yino’s gaze held a peculiar look as he observed her.
“It doesn’t matter. That stone table was too small anyway, you couldn’t even see the whole board sitting at it. We needed to replace it eventually…”
“Tonight, let’s skip chess. I can bring a bigger stone table from the Sect Leader’s residence another day”
Yuyan said casually.
She also noticed Yino’s rather revealing attire.
“Tell me, what wish did you think of during all that time in the bathroom?”
Under the moonlight, the white-robed immortal turned around with hands behind her back.
She held her breath, slightly raising her chin, and beautiful eyes full of expectation. But for some reason, the moment her gaze met the bathrobe-clad young man on the steps, Yuyan’s previously composed mind began to wander.
Was she being too sensitive?
At some point, Yuyan vaguely felt Yino’s gaze toward her had become strange… seemingly respectful on the surface, but hiding desire, fanaticism, greed, and excitement beneath… even a desperate hunger for her body.
Just imagining such a gaze made Yuyan’s delicate body tingle, and her fists unconsciously clenched.
“Yino, let me warn you first.”
“Though you performed well last night and made your Senior Sister see you in a new light, you’d better make a proper wish now. Don’t make me look down on you again with some vulgar joke!”
The white-robed Yuyan crossed her arms, somehow having summoned the Frost Chant sword between them, her narrowed eyes carrying a hint of pressure.
Yino was somewhat frightened.
He only wanted to borrow Yuyan’s high-purity sword intent – he hadn’t even looked at her black stockings yet! How had Yuyan suddenly become so defensive and fully armed?
“Well…”
“Actually, I wanted you to spend the night with me…”
Yino said nervously.
Halfway through his sentence, Yuyan took a deep breath, biting her rouge lips. Though her face showed a hint of blush, the cold glint in her eyes became even more intimidating.
“No, I just want Senior Sister to help me cultivate! Why do you keep glaring at me so fiercely?”
Yino, truly frightened by the pressure, helplessly yielded.
“Cultivate?”
Yuyan was stunned, quickly retracting her killing intent.
-So he only wanted her help with cultivation… I thought Yino would make an outrageous request like sharing a bed-
“I’m sorry, it seems your senior sister misunderstood again…”
Yuyan turned away, showing another blush, deeply ashamed of her wayward thoughts.
Yino scratched his face, pretending confusion: “Yes, just cultivation!”
“Senior Sister’s sword dao attainment is so high, and my cultivation has been stuck lately, so I wanted Senior Sister to help me circulate energy and inject some of your sword intent to help me refine it…”
Yino explained seriously.
But then he suddenly added:
“Senior Sister, what did you think I meant by cultivation?”
“N- Nothing…”
Yuyan turned away, gently pressing her lips together.
The evening breeze ruffled her hair, and Yino’s sharp eyes caught a secret blush beneath her black tresses.
But as an immortal, Yuyan’s expression management was excellent.
In just a moment, she took a deep breath, then turned back to Yino, her immortal face showing no trace of her previous embarrassment or shame.
“I can help you circulate energy, but as for injecting sword intent…”
Yuyan looked Yino up and down, analyzing seriously.
Halfway through, she paused, slightly furrowing her brow, her beautiful eyes showing traces of disdain.
“Yino, you’re only at Foundation Establishment, so you might not understand these cultivation differences.”
“Not only are we two realms apart, but I am at late Nascent Soul stage, plus the innate Frost Holy Body refinement… your Senior Sister’s sword intent is bone-chillingly cold. Even Divine Soul cultivators might not be able to handle it.”
Yuyan spoke softly, sighing as she retracted her proud look, thinking there was no need to blame her little junior brother who had just started cultivating.
Thinking this, Yuyan stepped forward to pat the young man’s head, switching back to a gentle tone:
“Energy circulation is fine, but let’s forget about the sword intent.”
“Don’t be discouraged though. Tonight, your Senior Sister will help you store this sword intent in your body to refine slowly.”
“You’re still young. Wait five or ten years of cultivation, see if you can reach the Nascent Soul realm… By then, when you’ve achieved something in cultivation, your Senior Sister will gift you this sword intent.”
Yuyan had softened her tone as much as possible, imitating how Yanran had taught her swordsmanship in childhood, afraid of hurting Yino’s confidence.
If it were any other disciple, Yuyan wouldn’t bother with such a tone, but her little junior brother had done her a great service last night.
Even if his sword dao talent wasn’t high, being patient with him couldn’t be wrong. Yuyan had experienced being comforted like this, though she had felt dejected about not being able to learn from Yanran’s advanced sword techniques, Yanran had always been patient, smiling and saying that with Yuyan’s talent, she might handle her sword intent in less than three years.
And indeed, Yuyan had succeeded – she’d even achieved Yanran’s three-year plan in less than a year and a half!
Thinking of this, when Yuyan looked at Yino again, her beautiful eyes couldn’t hide a trace of regret.
[Yino, what a pity…]
In all these years, she’d finally found a junior brother she enjoyed spending time with, but his sword dao talent turned out to be ordinary. Though his basics were decent thanks to his aunt’s training, Yino’s comprehension wasn’t outstanding. The sword techniques Yuyan had taught him before took him at least three or four days just to grasp.
When Yuyan was sixteen, she could memorize such simple sword manuals almost instantly and master them thoroughly in just a few hours!
“Senior Sister, aren’t you underestimating me too much?”
Suddenly, the young man being patted spoke up.
His tone suddenly became confident as he gently brushed away Yuyan’s hand from his head, his cold eyes showing a greed as he looked at her under the moon.
“!_!”
For an instant, Yuyan’s beautiful eyes focused sharply, then dilated again.
The young man’s gesture was exactly like her younger, arrogant self from ten years ago!
-Wait… So… The greed in Yino’s eyes had never been for my body, but for my high-purity sword intent nurtured over years by my innate Frost Holy Body?!-