Chapter 32: You’re Amazing

"By the way, Master..."

To prevent Pei Qingshuang from being angered to death, Chen Anqi quickly changed the subject.

"Speaking of Junior Sister? Why haven't I seen her much today?"

She had been greatly damaged both physically and mentally, and really needed the soft, fragrant comfort of her beautiful little junior sister.

Mentioning Luo Han, Pei Qingshuang's angry and ugly expression finally eased a bit.

Fortunately, although these two rebellious disciples were a dead loss, heaven had mercy and allowed her to obtain such a precious disciple as Luo Han.

Not only a Fairy Spirit Root, but also excellent talent and comprehension. She had broken through to the late stage of Qi Foundation in less than half a year since joining, and had even concocted a first-grade pill on her own.

As the saying goes, gaining Luo Han alone is worth more than a million rebellious disciples.

"You worry about her..."

Pei Qingshuang rolled her eyes at Chen Anqi in exasperation and extreme disdain.

"Your junior sister has officially become a first-grade alchemist. She is now in seclusion breaking through to Qi Control. In a while, she'll probably be able to start concocting second-grade pills."

"Now look at you?"

"Look at the two of you!"

"Tsk!"

"Unbearable, utterly unbearable!"

Chen Anqi and Dai Zifu were not bothered by Pei Qingshuang's belittling comparison.

Chen Anqi already adored her junior sister, so she felt that if the junior sister was good, she was good too. As for Dai Zifu...

On the contrary, she felt that with Luo Han around, Master would put her attention on Luo Han, leaving her more time to work on her own scripts.

Pei Qingshuang probably never dreamed that she intended to use Luo Han's excellence to stir up these two rebellious disciples' motivation, but the result was counterproductive.

But hearing Pei Qingshuang mention the first-grade pill Luo Han concocted, Chen Anqi couldn't help recalling yesterday's incident.

After mistakenly going to several peaks, she finally returned to Cloud Mist Peak in the middle of the night, only to be scolded severely by Pei Qingshuang, which led to her having to refine dozens of furnaces of pills today.

"Master, I suspect I might have developed an inner demon," Chen Anqi, recalling yesterday's events, said to Pei Qingshuang.

"Yesterday I..."

After hearing her explanation, Pei Qingshuang said nothing, just looked at her with a gaze like she was looking at an idiot.

'To avoid alchemy, she even came up with the excuse of an inner demon?'

"Uh... Master..."

"Add fifty more furnaces."

Chen Anqi's eyes widened instantly.

"Huh? No?! Master?!"

"Don't you have an inner demon?" Pei Qingshuang looked at Chen Anqi with arms crossed, her eyes showing no sympathy for her disciple, only full disdain.

"Refine a few more furnaces of pills, and I guarantee you'll have no demons left."

"Still an inner demon? Do you think inner demons are roadside cabbages! Does this concern you? It's true that Master almost got an inner demon from being angered by you two!"

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On the other side, Wanyi Peak.

Crash!

The Greenwood Chessboard slammed heavily onto the ground, black and white pieces scattering like raindrops in a downpour, crackling as they poured down.

"Lazy! Too lazy!"

Bai Li Qin Mo flicked his sleeve, stood up and said indignantly.

"As the Sect Master of Xuantian Sect, I actually have no ambition, no cultivation of sword arts, no improvement in cultivation, and I'm here indulging in frivolity! No! This cannot continue!"

In front of him sat a young man in a moon-white robe, his dark hair loosely tied, his face clear and handsome, with a gentle expression between his brows, extremely handsome features.

The young man propped his face with his hand, glanced at Bai Li Qin Mo who was about to strive for improvement, then looked down at the black and white pieces on the Greenwood Chessboard, and said indifferently, "How about this time I let you have four stones..."

Whoosh!

Before the words faded, the chessboard and pieces on the floor instantly reset, and Bai Li Qin Mo sat back down.

"Sigh, I can't do anything about you," Bai Li Qin Mo sighed helplessly.

"Alright, alright, since I'm your sword master, I'll play a few games with you."

Wen Chen, the sword spirit of Bai Li Qin Mo's life-bound spirit sword.

"For centuries, I don't know when you'll change this childlike disposition," Wen Chen smiled as Bai Li Qin Mo set up the pieces.

"If your master were here, she would probably spank your butt with her sword again."

"Hey, hey, hey! Chess is chess, no bringing up embarrassing past," Bai Li Qin Mo rolled his eyes.

"I'm your sword master after all, show me some respect, okay?"

Wen Chen: "Compared to your junior sister, I already respect you enough."

Bai Li Qin Mo glanced at him, silently took out a Shadow-Recording Stone from his storage ring.

"Come on, continue!"

Wen Chen: "..."

'This guy who never grows up and can't handle losing...'

After a while of the game, Wen Chen suddenly asked about Luo Xing.

"Speaking of which, is her disciple really nothing special?" Wen Chen held a white piece and asked.

"Truly just a Medium Spiritual Root?"

"Anyway, I only saw his Medium Spiritual Root," Bai Li Qin Mo warned.

"I advise you not to think about it. Her thoughts are unpredictable."

"Then her explanation last time... do you find it credible?"

"..."

'This "sword man"...'

'Must he bring up that matter?'

Last time, after being caught red-handed by Ye Li, Bai Li Qin Mo was "amicably" sparred with by his good junior sister, and then he honestly confessed his purpose for going to Duan Tian Peak.

And Ye Li's explanation at the time was that she wanted to cultivate a disciple with a low-grade spirit root without emphasizing spiritual roots, in order to demonstrate her own great ability.

After all, if only those with high-grade spiritual roots could achieve anything, then the one who is impressive is not the master, but the disciple themselves.

Of course, Bai Li Qin Mo didn't believe such an explanation.

People with low-grade spiritual roots certainly have a path; just pile on resources. With enough cultivation resources, not to mention low-grade spiritual roots, even if you dragged a pig over, it could ascend to the sky for you to see, believe it or not.

So Ye Li's explanation was completely untenable.

But!

After all, she was his only junior sister, so how could he bear to refute her or discourage her?

Of course, he supported her!

"Whether it's credible, I don't want to delve into it anymore," Bai Li Qin Mo held a black piece and curled his lip.

"If you want to know, ask her yourself. If you find out, come back and tell me."

If he didn't come back, he swore that no matter what, even if he had to sell everything...

He would give Wen Chen a grand funeral!

"I say you..."

Wen Chen was about to say something, but his brow suddenly twitched violently, and then he turned into a stream of light flying towards the altar, transforming back into that pure white, silver-bright long sword.

"Tch..." Bai Li Qin Mo laughed disdainfully.

"Still one of the ten divine swords? Look how scared you are..."

Before the words faded, Ye Li's figure appeared before Bai Li Qin Mo.

"Ah Hahaha! Junior Sister is here!"

The Sect Master of Xuantian Sect quickly stood up, bowing and scraping, flatteringly smiling at Ye Li.

"How come you have time to visit Senior Brother today? Are you tired? Want some tea?"

Being able to scare Wen Chen like this, in the entire Xuantian Sect, only Ye Li could do it.

The cold, aloof fairy first glanced at the unfinished game on the table, then glanced at the pure white long sword on the altar.

"Hiding again?" Ye Li sneered.

"I was still thinking about sparring."

Bai Li Qin Mo: "..."

'Just let Wen Chen off...'

This really couldn't be blamed on Wen Chen, because every time Ye Li sparred, she aimed to break Wen Chen, and after finishing, she would add a line.

"Tangible swords are troublesome."

'Yes, yes, yes. You use the intangible sword. You're amazing, you're something else.'