DDT - Chapter 151

Chapter 151: Immortal Venerable × Meow Meow Cat (6)

Yun Qian watched until the gleam of Immortal Venerable Qingyun's flying sword vanished over the horizon. Only then did he slowly straighten his robes and turn around.

The moment he did, he was met with the sight of a little brat with a blank expression glaring fiercely at him.

Yun Qian: ...

How did he get so unlucky, saddled with a junior sister with such a strange temper and bizarre personality?

Yun Qian thought to himself. He would be the bigger person. His junior sister was just a child, after all, and had just gone through a major shock. It was probably normal for her to be a bit aggressive. Since his master had entrusted her to him, he had to fulfill his duties as a senior brother and personally teach this little junior sister whom his master already cherished so dearly.

The eldest disciple of Qingyun Peak quickly adjusted his mindset.

He bent down slightly, a kind smile on his face, and said, "Junior Sister, come with Senior Brother to the peak. I'll teach you martial arts."

Chi Junluo glanced at the horizon again, confirming that her dear heroine had truly left Qingyun Peak and, from the sound of it, wouldn't be back for some time.

For a moment, she felt a sense of loss.

What kind of damn human suffering was this? She had just been reunited with her beloved heroine, only to have to endure the pain of separation again.

She sobbed pitifully.

Chi Junluo wiped away a bitter tear in her heart for her love, which was growing more distant by the second. Then, she turned her little head to the side and said coldly, "Lead the way."

In the world of tall people, beyond Chi Junluo's line of sight, Yun Qian shook his head with a helpless expression and started leading the way with a stride of his long legs.

Immortal Venerable Qingyun's peculiar little wooden cabin was located halfway up Qingyun Peak. Now, the two of them had to walk to the summit, a journey that would require considerable effort, especially since Chi Junluo was currently in the body of a child.

For Yun Qian, who had already reached the Golden Core stage, the distance from the mountainside to the peak was a matter of a few leaps, or he could simply use his sword-riding technique.

That would have been much easier. He could have just carried the tiny Chi Junluo and flown up, or had her stand on his flying sword with him.

Unfortunately, given his little junior sister's current hostile attitude towards him, neither of those options was feasible.

So, they had to obediently rely on their own two feet to slowly make their way up.

Yun Qian was the size of an adult, and a tall one at that. Each of his legs was longer than Chi Junluo's current height.

Chi Junluo could only keep pumping her short little legs, cursing inwardly as she struggled to keep up with Yun Qian's pace.

About four hours later, the composed Yun Qian and the panting Chi Junluo finally arrived at the training ground on the summit.

The training ground hadn't been used in many years, and weeds had grown wild in the gaps between the arrays.

Qingyun Peak was enormous, and so was its summit.

This training ground was actually quite new. Fifteen years ago, Immortal Venerable Qingyun had specially flattened the top of Qingyun Peak to create a suitable place to teach Yun Qian.

Later, as Yun Qian gradually mastered his skills, he began to venture down the mountain for training. He encountered one opportunity after another, and the flat training ground on Qingyun Peak's summit was left vacant.

When the mountain returned to its usual solitary quietness, Immortal Venerable Qingyun would often sit at the stone table by the cliff's edge, slowly raising her eyes to gaze into the distance, her expression so profound that no one could tell what she was thinking.

Yun Qian had noticed this as well. He always felt that his master was waiting for someone, or perhaps thinking of someone. But in the entire immortal realm, and even within the Xianyuan Sect, no one had ever heard of Immortal Venerable Qingyun having a lover or being abandoned by a cultivation partner.

But now was not the time to ponder why his master spaced out. The more important matter at hand was to properly complete the tasks she had assigned him. Yun Qian recalled the extremely distrustful look Immortal Venerable Qingyun had given him before she left. He always felt that he was still very, very distant from his master.

Yun Qian decided to ignore whatever strange tantrum Chi Junluo was throwing. For now, he just needed to teach her some cultivation basics. That was enough. It was just a matter of getting along with this clever little devil for a while, right? He had been training down the mountain for many years. Some things you just had to endure. His master would return eventually; he just had to hold out until then.

So, Yun Qian led Chi Junluo around the vast training ground a couple of times to familiarize her with the necessary training equipment. Then, still smiling amiably, he faced her.

In what he believed was a very gentle tone, Yun Qian asked Chi Junluo if she wanted to start with Body Refining techniques or continue trying Qi Refining.

According to Yun Qian's assumption, this little pipsqueak in front of him already knew she was currently unable to absorb elemental spiritual energy during Qi Refining. He was already prepared to take her to practice Body Refining.

But he never expected it. The little pipsqueak who had just been looking at him with a cold and disdainful expression, in the blink of an eye, this junior sister named Chi Jun flawlessly switched her expression to one of pitiful helplessness.

Chi Junluo blinked her big, bright eyes, which shimmered with moisture. She furrowed her brow slightly, her hands twisting together in front of her. Fluttering her large eyes, she opened her mouth cautiously and said, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother. I want to practice the sword-riding technique. Can I?"

Even after years of traveling down the mountain, Yun Qian was completely dumbfounded. He lost all control over his own expression. He stared in astonishment at this creature known as a female and her terrifying ability to change faces. He still hadn't recovered from Chi Junluo's earlier cold remarks, her adorably fierce glare that looked like it wanted to eat him alive, and her disdainful gaze.

And now, this sudden, complete reversal. The adorably fierce junior sister had turned into a wheedling little girl in a second. Anyone would have been caught off guard.

Yun Qian looked at his suddenly soft, suddenly weak little junior sister. His heart, as firm as steel, was about to melt into molten iron.

Just as he was about to give a gentle response with a doting smile, Chi Junluo lost her patience.

The frail little girl who had looked too weak to withstand a gust of wind instantly crossed her twisted hands over her chest. She stood up ramrod straight. She raised an eyebrow, quite angry, "You're a big man at the Golden Core stage, yet you're so hesitant and indecisive, not giving me a straight answer. You won't teach me the sword-riding technique, is it because you're afraid I'll learn it, reveal my immense talent, and steal Master's affection from you? So you want to ruin my training?!"

Yun Qian's gentle smile froze on his handsome face. He simply couldn't handle this new junior sister and her lightning-fast face-changing. He heard a crack from deep within his heart. His heart, as firm as steel, hadn't melted into molten iron. Instead, it had shattered into a pile of slag. This was too much for him.

In order not to become the villain his junior sister described—a grown man competing with a child for their master's affection—Yun Qian had to make an exception and teach Chi Junluo the sword-riding technique.

Chi Junluo's current cultivation level was the first layer of Qi Refining. The amount of spiritual energy in a first-layer disciple's body was far too little to support sword-riding; typically, only disciples who reached the third layer of Qi Refining had the ability to control a flying sword. Yun Qian figured that with his junior sister's current ability, she probably couldn't even make a flying sword hover in the air. This was a perfect opportunity to dampen her sharp spirit. It wasn't that having a sharp spirit was bad, but her rebellious edge was too impetuous and extremely detrimental to cultivation.

Chi Junluo got her wish, scoring a high-grade flying sword from her sucker of a senior brother's storage bag.

Her so-called desire to learn the sword-riding technique wasn't about actually learning it. On the contrary, she needed to properly put this so-called male lead of the world, who didn't know his place, in his.

Directly revealing this body's true strength and thrashing this so-called male lead, Yun Qian, was simply impossible. Not only did Chi Junluo not know how to control all that power, but she had also just been brought back to the sect by her heroine, displaying a strength of only the first layer of Qi Refining. If she really exposed this body's true power and beat up the male lead, she would vent her anger, yes, but she would have no good way to clean up the mess afterward. Therefore, despite possessing the physical body of an ancient divine beast, she could only stare blankly. It was time to drag that recently lazy Heavenly Dao out of its little house in her sea of consciousness and properly sort out this body's various aspects.

Yun Qian stood nearby with his arms crossed. In his gentle heart, he had already prepared his words of comfort for his little junior sister who, in a moment, would be unable to make the sword fly no matter what she did.

Chi Junluo stood her ground. A flying sword lay on the ground before her. Following the incantation Yun Qian had given her, she circulated the spiritual energy in her body and pointed a finger at the sword.

The flying sword didn't move an inch.

Chi: ...

Chi Junluo tried a few more times, but the results were not ideal. The spiritual energy in her body was too depleted. There simply wasn't enough of it to move the flying sword.

Watching from the side, Yun Qian's eyes brightened. He was just about to open his mouth to offer words of comfort. In the next second, however, he was so shocked his head nearly flew off.

His little junior sister seemed to use all her strength to point at the sword on the ground. The thing actually wobbled and floated up. Then, the dumbfounded Yun Qian could only watch blankly as his delicate junior sister leaped onto the flying sword. And then, the sword shot forward.

Yun Qian watched as a smug and proud expression appeared on his little junior sister's face. She was completely oblivious to the fact that the flying sword was about to crash into a thousand-year-old tree ahead.

Seeing Chi Junluo in danger, Yun Qian finally snapped back to his senses. He pushed off the ground and shot forward, grabbing the hilt of the flying sword just an instant before it hit the ancient tree. Only then did he prevent his new junior sister from being splattered on the spot.

However, the little junior sister, who in Yun Qian's eyes was having the time of her life, wasn't scared at all.

She yelled for Yun Qian to let go. She wanted to keep flying.

Yun Qian couldn't win the argument, so he had no choice but to turn the sword around and let go. But the sword shot off like a runaway horse, heading straight for the cliff. Then he heard his demonic little junior sister let out a terrified shriek. He had to push off the ground again, fly over, and grab her by the collar, hauling her back to the training ground.

Perhaps it was because children have boundless energy, or because she had just learned the sword-riding technique. Chi Junluo deliberately clamored to fly on the sword.

That day, until night fell, the one who was exhausted was not Chi Junluo, who was only at the first layer of Qi Refining. Instead, it was Yun Qian, who had already reached the third layer of the Golden Core stage.

After he had hauled his demonic little junior sister back from the cliff for the 260th time, he collapsed on the ground. He lay there, unwilling to move again. It was so embarrassing. He, a dignified Golden Core disciple, had been played to the point of exhaustion by a little junior sister at the Qi Refining stage.

He had no face to see his master anymore!

Seeing her easy-mark of a senior brother tormented to the point where he was lying on the ground, unwilling to get up, even covering his sorrowful eyes with his hand…

A devilishly happy smile appeared on Chi Junluo's face. The Heavenly Dao, who had been watching the entire spectacle from her sea of consciousness, couldn't help but shiver. When had his Chi Chi become so black-bellied?!

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