Dan Wulan looked around and nodded slightly, her finger twirling a lock of hair that dangled by her ear. Only after her pounding heart gradually calmed down did she resume her usual expression, as cold as ice. She coughed lightly. Then, her graceful figure swayed as she walked toward the place she was accustomed to staying. In one hand, she held the notebook filled with Su Bei's notes, and in the other, she still clutched the book *How to Make the Cold and Aloof Junior Sister Fall in Love with Me*. Her cool eyes, however, were somewhat vacant and confused, her mind echoing with the content she had just read in that notebook...
Unconsciously, the corners of Dan Wulan's mouth curled into a smile, her eyes creasing. Her pale face seemed so delicate it looked as if one could squeeze juice from it.
"HEHE."
She chuckled for no reason, a blush slowly rising up her neck. Senior Brother actually likes this too! Ugh! I really like it!
「…」
Su Bei stretched his body and shook his head, sighing deeply. "Ninth Junior Sister is too cold. Every time I come to the Sword Concealing Pavilion, I see her. She's so hardworking and so cold; I wonder what kind of Sect secret texts she reads every day. Alas… was that gaze just an illusion?"
Su Bei maintained a blank, indifferent expression as he walked past Dan Wuque, who still held the same posture she had when he first entered the Sword Concealing Pavilion. His white robe fluttered in the wind, his entire presence lofty and detached.
Don't notice me! Don't notice me! Don't notice me! Su Bei silently repeated in his mind, thankfully passing by his Eighth Junior Sister without incident. It seems she's already engrossed in her profound Dao maxims. Good!
Just as a self-satisfied smile began to curve Su Bei's lips, the next moment, a terrifying sword light soared into the sky!
Dan Wuque took a step forward. Her sword unsheathed—a sword to greet the world. As it emerged, the myriad Stardust Sword Qi filling the heavens gathered together in an instant. With the Sword Qi gone, at that moment, only the Star Sword Intent, spanning across heaven and earth, remained. The falling snow ceased, and the clouds stood still. It was as if time itself froze, the sole existence in the world being that one sword. With just that one sword, the colors of the world dimmed.
Dan Wuque's sleeves billowed, and her short hair flew wildly. Her purple robe was lifted entirely by the strong wind, revealing her smooth, rounded thighs.
Then, a delicate cry followed: "Sword, come to me!"
Shortly thereafter, from the sword in Dan Wuque's hand, Stardust Sword Qi rose ceaselessly, and Sword Intent filled the entire Sword Sect. At that moment, the Sword Qi surged, extending for far more than a mere thousand zhang!
All the elders in the Sword Sect were startled, then looked incredulously toward the Sword Concealing Pavilion.
"That's... that's Star Sword Intent! It's Eighth Junior Sister!"
"Heavens! Has she advanced?"
"This... she must surely be the youngest in the Sword Sect to reach the Mid Stage Refining Void Realm by now!"
"No! This sword intent hasn't reached the Mid Stage Refining Void Realm yet, but it's just one step short! What kind of fortuitous encounter did Eighth Junior Sister have?"
"Is there such a great expert visiting our Sword Sect? An Immortal of such caliber, capable of guiding someone in the Refining Void Realm, must be at least at the Peak of Dao Integration! It's not impossible they're even a Mahayana expert..."
"I'm really envious of Eighth Junior Sister! No, I must go see for myself!"
「…」
The elders grew restless and quickly extended their Divine Sense toward Dan Wuque's position. However, puzzlement soon filled their faces.
Strange. Apart from Su Bei and Dan Wuque, there are no other suspicious experts on the scene. Could that expert be Su Bei? Ha! What kind of terrible joke is that! It's not funny at all.
"Ah, it seems that expert doesn't wish to meet us."
"Ever since the Sect Leader departed, our Sword Sect has become increasingly desolate."
"Sigh, opportunities like this... one can only be envious, not force them."
「…」
Su Bei stared at Dan Wuque, utterly bewildered. She had an epiphany? Just like that? Could it have been those random things I said?
Once Dan Wuque had calmed the aura around her, she opened her eyes and immediately saw Su Bei. The next moment, her graceful figure slammed fiercely into Su Bei, her chest colliding with his face, led by two massive, soft mounds that felt like oversized steamed buns. Then, Dan Wuque wrapped herself around Su Bei like a koala, her legs coiled around his waist and her arms embracing his head.
"Senior Brother, I've had an epiphany! I've understood!"
Su Bei became aware of a faint, lingering fragrance around his nose and instinctively stuck out his tongue for a lick. It was somewhat smooth, with a faint… salty taste.
"OOH…"
Dan Wuque's eyes widened. She quickly scrambled off Su Bei, tightly clutching the purple fabric over her chest as she stared at him. Although I'm quite dense, I still have some common sense! Like how kissing a strange man will lead to pregnancy and having a child…
Su Bei cleared his throat and, feigning nonchalance, looked at Dan Wuque with an air of breezy indifference. "What have you understood?"
Dan Wuque blinked. Seeing that Su Bei seemed sincere, she lightly scratched her head. It seems I misunderstood Fifth Senior Brother! A relieved smile curled at the corner of her mouth. Yes! How could Fifth Senior Brother, such an expert, possibly be the sort of rogue I imagined?
"Senior Brother! I've understood that state you were talking about!"
Su Bei clasped his hands behind his back, turned away to look at the sky, and said, "You only half understand right now."
"Half understand?"
"Yes, half understand!"
"Why?" Dan Wuque looked puzzled, tilting her head at Su Bei, waiting for his explanation.
Su Bei turned back around. It was now noon, and the sunlight was directly overhead. He could hear the tinkling sound of the winter spring beside the Sword Concealing Pavilion. Dan Wuque's fair cheeks, illuminated by the light, revealed her beautiful, moist eyes beneath long lashes. The purple garment outlined her perfect figure, and the slit in her skirt revealed a pair of long, fair, delicate legs, pale ankles, and her small, bare feet.
Su Bei, feigning obliviousness to all this, fixed his gaze on her delicate ankles and said gravely, "I've seen a lot of this sort of thing. I'll just say this: those who understand, understand. For those who don't, I won't explain further. After all, it's enough that I myself know." He continued, "Ponder it carefully. You don't need to ask me what's wrong; the interests involved are too great. Speaking of it would benefit neither of us. It's best to act as if you don't know. All I will say is that the waters here run very deep, involving far too many things. You can't grasp the situation; you wouldn't be able to handle it."
Dan Wuque looked at Su Bei with a half-comprehending expression, her short hair fluttering. She then asked with some doubt, "Senior Brother, I don't quite understand what you're talking about. It sounds very complicated. But... why do you keep staring at my feet?"
Su Bei's eyes "gently" regarded Dan Wuque, his voice as warm as a spring breeze as he slowly said, "It's the middle of winter, and you're not wearing any shoes. Aren't you cold?"