The Naughty Senior Sister
Secret Message to Senior Brother
The talisman floating in the air shone with a faint white light. After a few seconds later, one of the shines was right behind his back!
Yan Xu who was already enveloped in light green flames all over his body was holding a spear firmly. He focused half the fire on the tip of the spear blade, then made a 1800° rotating movement so that it looked like a vicious circle of fire.
"Burning from nothing ... — Lotus Fire!"
At the vicious cycle of fire, there were thousands of small lotuses contained within. The circle mercilessly crashed into whatever was in front of it until it was burnt into ashes, including Lan Xihe's sensory talismans!
"Naughty Disciples!"
Sensing the hot sensation on his back, Lan Xihe took out a silver flute from the empty air into his left hand. His body was shrouded in an extremely thick white aura. From that aura, a gigantic white hand was created that moved to capture Yan Xu.
The clash caused a huge explosion in the air, making the ground on the Peak of Wind shake violently. The powerful shockwave emanating from the impact spread out in all directions!
Yan Xu's movements came to a halt in the air, he immediately stepped on the clouds and retreated a few steps.
"Want to run? Accept this, Seal of Truth!"
Lan Xihe deployed a Buddhist palm strike towards the rogue disciples who wanted to widen the distance between them. With his speed enhanced slightly, Yan Xu could not avoid it and let other body parts be exposed other than the vital point.
Yan Xu snorted and spat out a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth. He smiled warmly, yet his heart was completely filled with cruel and petty schemes. It made Lan Xihe wonder in her mind.
'What else is he hiding behind his sleeves?' thought Lan Xihe while preparing a counterattack.
Yan Xu raised his hand and it was only then that Lan Xihe realized what the rogue disciple was planning. From above and below, there was a gigantic formation array. From the core of the formation, a deadly beam was shot straight towards Lan Xihe.
Just then, Yan Xu landed swiftly on the ground.
Thump!
Yan Xu kowtowed loudly towards Lan Xihe and shouted out loudly, "Unmatched Master Power, Disciple is extremely flattered and really feels like marrying Master! Please marry the Disciple, Master!"
Lan Xihe's eyes widened and the pupils in the center shrank, containing a heightened shock and fury.
'He tried to distract me, while the light from the formation array he unleashed tried to stab me from above as well below! Now, he also still shamelessly prostrated proposing to me loudly!' lan Xihe's anger was mounting due to the crooked behavior of her mischievous disciple.
"Naughty Disciples!" lan Xihe shouted that was surrounded by white qi energy overflowing all over her body.
Simultaneously the shout, an avatar 250 feet tall and eight leaves under the lotus appeared to protect Lan Xihe.
The two lights shot out extremely fast and exploded like fireworks with a colorful color in the air when it was close to Lan Xihe, it then disappeared into light spots after a few seconds showing its beautiful sparkle.
"Eh?" Lan Xihe gasped at the unexpected and shameless happenings of her disciple.
"Murid is very grateful to Master from the bottom of his heart! With such a good development on our Wind Peak, it is only a matter of time until the Wind Peak rises to its prime!" yan Xu who was still prostrating shouted.
Lan Xihe who was still inside the protection of the white avatar scratched her cheek, feeling that there was something behind the strange behavior of this mischievous disciple.
He landed in front of Yan Xu and was still inside the white avatar, afraid that the rogue disciple was playing another trick. He still watched silently, guessing what the Naughty Disciple was planning.
Yan Xu who had already sensed that Lan Xihe's avatar was in front of him, immediately woke up. He ran like a child who had just seen his parents after a long time with both hands wide open.
He hugged the bottom of Lan Xihe's avatar with a happy face, like a cat licking the legs of its owner. Outside he looked very happy, yet inside he felt a cold sensation start to creep up on his back.
Not long after, the sound of apologetic cries and miserable agonizing moans from a Peak Wind eldest disciple roared in the air.
Yan Xu: "I still can't even touch Master's feet. How many tricks up his sleeve were still hidden? ( ⁇ )"
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In the vast wasteland of the southeastern part of the Wind Peak, it had a considerable distance from both the Western Pavilion and the Southern Pavilion, respectively, the two people who had been fighting were now sitting cross-legged facing each other with a distance of half a meter between them.
Yan Xu who already had a puffy face look and some blue bruises on his body was still rubbing his sore buttocks. Meanwhile, Lan Xihe crossed her arms while sitting uprightly watching her mischievous disciple.
Lan Xihe who knew that this must be a naughty disciple came because of anything, immediately asked her need, "So, what do you want so willingly beaten up like this?"
Yan Xu stopped rubbing his buttocks, replying while smelling the smell on the hand he used to rub his sore buttocks as if it smelled, "Actually, Disciple is in confusion at the moment."
Lan Xihe squinted her beautiful petals, "What are you pondering? Isn't this the look you designed?"
Yan Xu shook his head gently and said, "This is indeed what the Disciple designed, but some of it is too much even better than the Disciple thought."
"Continue?"
"Murid is worried about the cost that might be more than the budget we agreed to together with Sect Chief ten months ago," Yan Xu replied with a solemn expression.
Looking at his serious mischievous disciple, it couldn't help but make Lan Xihe also have to act as the Peak Chief, not the Master who had just brutally beaten his oldest disciple.
Lan Xihe held onto her chin with her slender finger and said, "The budget recorded during the construction is nothing out of proportion. Everything fits perfectly with the amount you set."
"Just, some of the additions we're seeing right now are some from Heavenly Peak and a few more from the Jiang family."
Yan Xu frowned upon hearing the surname and asked again to be sure, "Is Master sure it is the Jiang family? Where are they from? And also, just how much did the Heavenly Peak provide an addition?"
Lan Xihe closed her eyes as if she was recalling and after a while, she replied, "Yes, it was the Jiang family that specialized them in trading in the Great Imperial Capital of Ming."