…

The mountain wind was bitter.

Qu Zhengfeng sat on Return-to-Sheath Peak, which still bore traces of battle, watching the distant figure below.

Jian Chou rode the Liwai Mirror, having already transformed into a stream of light and descended from above.

His gaze suddenly became ethereal as well.

A figure slowly materialized from nothingness to reality, gradually appearing on Return-to-Sheath Peak.

Qu Zhengfeng turned his head and met a pair of deep eyes.

It was Fudao Shanren.

Who knows how long he had been here? He slowly walked up and stood beside Qu Zhengfeng, both looking down below, asking, “She left?”

“She left.”

Qu Zhengfeng withdrew his gaze, lowering his head to look at the clear grains of sand and stone on the ground, his voice light.

“She left…” Fudao Shanren drew out his voice. He held a chicken leg in his hand, took a bite, and asked unclearly, “So are you ready?”

Ready?

Qu Zhengfeng looked up, not understanding what he meant.

Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly enlarged before his eyes!

Bang!

A direct kick came at him!

Fudao Shanren held his chicken leg without dropping it, but his kick showed no mercy!

“What I mean is, are you ready to get beaten?”

Qu Zhengfeng was kicked down, truly feeling like he was meeting Fudao Shanren for the first time.

“Master, what are you doing…”

“What am I doing? I should ask what you’re doing! How much do you dislike the girl? Huh? You haven’t been managed for a few days—are you trying to ascend to heaven?”

As he spoke, several more kicks came out, without mixing in spiritual power, kicking directly on flesh.

But Fudao Shanren was his master, so he had nowhere to retaliate even if he wanted to.

Bang bang bang!

One kick, two kicks, three kicks…

In the blink of an eye, Qu Zhengfeng was kicked into a ball.

Fudao Shanren kicked while cursing, “Let you little bastard bully people! What’s your cultivation level? What’s her cultivation level? Fight? Watch me not kick you to death! Itching for a beating, itching for a beating!”

“…”

Qu Zhengfeng was speechless for a long while, looking at his body covered in footprints, he couldn’t help but sigh.

“Alright, Master, stop kicking, it hurts.”

“Hurts my ass!” Fudao Shanren’s eyes widened. “You’re the only one in the world who knows pain? My girl Jian Chou doesn’t hurt? Tell me, what did she do to provoke you? Damn, a Nascent Soul Peak beating Foundation Establishment mid-stage—do you have no shame?!”

“When I first entered the sect, Master, you were a late Nascent Soul beating me, a Qi Refining stage, and I never saw you being shameful.”

Qu Zhengfeng’s voice was still indifferent, but carried an indescribable weariness.

However…

Fudao Shanren couldn’t hear it at all—he only heard that he was being called shameless!

Damn!

This disciple wants to ascend to heaven!

Fudao Shanren didn’t hesitate and kicked out again, “Say that to me one more time?”

Back then, he took plenty of beatings, but Yashan’s disciples didn’t come through beatings.

Qu Zhengfeng looked at him, sighed, and shook his head. “Master, stop kicking, it hurts.”

He just leaned against the hilt of the Yashan stone sword, letting Fudao Shanren kick him several times without bothering to move an inch, seeming truly exhausted.

Fudao Shanren immediately saw his dead-fish-like appearance, and the foot that was about to go out finally stopped.

Snorting, Fudao Shanren only held his chicken leg and pointed at him twice.

“I didn’t take in a disciple for you to beat, do you understand or not?”

“She’s the Big Senior Sister.”

What appeared in Qu Zhengfeng’s mind was the expression of gritting teeth and glaring at him even after losing. She did have some temper—when he beat her down, that look in her eyes was truly pleasing to the eye.

This was what the eyes of Yashan’s disciples should look like.

Inexplicably laughing, Qu Zhengfeng lay there without moving, saying lightly, “If you want her to be Big Senior Sister, you should have expected this day.”

“Bullshit!” Fudao Shanren almost wanted to stuff the chicken leg into him, “What did I expect? Did I expect that you’re black-faced and black-hearted, actually bullying the Big Senior Sister so blatantly!”

“Before I acknowledge her, she doesn’t count.”

Qu Zhengfeng’s voice had no fluctuation.

“Besides, it’s not bullying. I only temporarily scattered her spiritual energy and didn’t leave any injuries. If Master thinks my hand was too heavy, I’ll just be lighter next time…”

“There’s a next time?”

Fudao Shanren’s voice immediately rose, his eyes widening as he kicked out without hesitation!

Bang!

Qu Zhengfeng’s body swayed, feeling pain under his ribs.

He finally couldn’t help frowning, grimacing somewhat.

The weariness in his eyes grew heavier.

“Stop kicking, it hurts…”

“It didn’t hurt when you were bullying people?” Fudao Shanren finished the chicken leg and casually threw the bone away, saying, “I just learned from that old monster Hengxu that you even beat down Wu Duan. Taking advantage of Wu Duan when he was vulnerable was one thing, but what’s the deal with your Big Senior Sister?”

“There’s no deal.”

Qu Zhengfeng looked at him.

“Even if she were currently Qi Refining stage, or an unarmed mortal, I would still go all out.”

“Damn…”

Pissed off by this bastard!

Fudao Shanren kicked again, seeing a big footprint appear on Qu Zhengfeng’s dark blue robe, and only then did he feel he had vented some anger.

Qu Zhengfeng looked at him for a long time and inexplicably laughed.

Hearing this laugh, Fudao Shanren finally sighed, “It’s not necessary… You’ve been away from that battlefield for many years, and those before your eyes are all fellow disciples…”

“Yashan only has one bad Qu Zhengfeng like this, but outside Yashan, there are countless, countless mes.”

Qu Zhengfeng’s Haiguang Sword was casually placed in the dust. Because Fudao Shanren’s kicking movements were too fierce earlier, waves of sand and dust flew up, seemingly about to bury the entire sword.

He looked at it, extended his hand, and slowly brushed away the dust that had fallen on the sword, one by one.

His fingers stained with some grayish-white traces, he didn’t care much. Even sitting in a patch of dust, he had a somewhat carefree air.

Yashan only had one Qu Zhengfeng.

But outside Yashan, there were many people as bad as him.

This sentence was quite meaningful.

Fudao Shanren listened and was silent for a long time, then sighed deeply, only untying the wine gourd that had been hanging at his waist and throwing it directly to him, saying, “Your Senior Sister Jian Chou isn’t like those durable brats who can take beatings. I’m really afraid you don’t know your strength…”

“Pop.”

Extending his hand to catch the wine gourd, his palm had some rough traces.

Qu Zhengfeng was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

A strange light appeared in his eyes. Thinking of the imposing manner when Jian Chou directly struck with her knee, then thinking of Fudao Shanren’s words, he couldn’t help feeling an indescribable sense of secret amusement.

“On this point, I’m afraid Master is still wrong… From what I see, Senior Sister Jian Chou might be the most durable one…”

This path was really different from ordinary female cultivators.

“…I am…”

About to be pissed to death by this stupid disciple!

Fudao Shanren was so angry he could barely breathe!

Thinking about it, there was still anger in his heart that hadn’t been vented, so he kicked again.

Qu Zhengfeng’s body swayed, but the wine gourd in his hand didn’t shake. He slowly raised his head and drank a mouthful of wine inside, feeling the entire spicy sensation spread in his mouth, then slide down his throat with a burning feeling in his heart.

He held the wine gourd in one hand and supported his knee with the other, slowly exhaling.

“Master’s wine is still delicious…”

He hadn’t drunk it in a long time.

Fudao Shanren immediately felt proud, “Of course, this was dug up by me from the basement of Wangjiang Tower back then…”

Before he finished speaking, Fudao Shanren’s peripheral vision flashed, and he saw Qu Zhengfeng suddenly gulp down two mouthfuls of wine.

In that instant, he felt his scalp explode, “Save some, you bastard! I only planned to let you taste a sip! Put it down quickly!”

“…”

Qu Zhengfeng swallowed a big mouthful of wine, paying no attention at all.

He slowly tilted the wine gourd toward the ground, and a thin line of wine liquid flowed from his left to his right.

The moist wine liquid dyed the grayish-white ground dark, then slowly soaked in.

Qu Zhengfeng turned his head to look beneath the white clouds. As a Nascent Soul Peak cultivator with excellent senses, he could hear the sound of wind blowing and the sound of the Jiutou River tributaries slowly flowing through the riverbank below…

Even the wind blowing through that patch of withered grass and grave mounds, he could perceive.

The scars spreading from his chest to his back seemed to begin aching faintly again.

Qu Zhengfeng blinked, withdrew his gaze, met Fudao Shanren’s momentarily complex eyes, and only smiled, “I was never a good Big Senior Brother anyway. Master, don’t look at me like that—go down and comfort the Big Senior Sister instead.”

Fudao Shanren walked up, seeing him about to take another two mouthfuls of wine, his heart felt like cutting flesh.

Snatching the wine gourd away, Fudao Shanren ignored his words, pointing his eyes at the gourd mouth to look inside, immediately stamping his feet in pain, “Damn, you prodigal son!”

Qu Zhengfeng said nothing.

Fudao Shanren angrily corked the wine gourd, “Drink, drink, drink what! Right now, I should give this to your Senior Sister Jian Chou!”

“Senior Sister is a girl, why would she drink wine?”

Qu Zhengfeng said this lightly.

Bang!

Fudao Shanren finally couldn’t bear it and kicked out again.

“Now you know your senior sister is a girl?!”

Qu Zhengfeng was immediately kicked into a coughing fit, “Master, cough… you…”

Fudao Shanren was simply furious, hanging the wine gourd at his waist, “From now on, whenever I see you bullying your Big Senior Sister, I’ll beat you up! That’s fair! I’m leaving!”

After speaking, his figure flickered and he disappeared directly from the spot.

“…”

Qu Zhengfeng looked at where Fudao Shanren had been standing, only slowly laughing, seeming to find it amusing.

So the hard days were coming?

However…

A master whose cultivation had almost dropped to about the same level as his own…

Who knows who would get beaten in the future?

Qu Zhengfeng thought it was quite fun too. Hmm, he beats Senior Sister Jian Chou once, and Master kicks him once? That wasn’t unacceptable either…

He leaned back against the Yashan sword hilt, wrist resting on his knee, and a drop of fresh blood slowly fell from between his fingers…

Drip.

The blood fell where the wine had soaked, but condensed without scattering.

Blinking, Qu Zhengfeng finally lowered his gaze and smiled wearily.

“White Bone Dragon Sword… Wu Duan…”

Lingzhao Peak, Guihe Well.

After Jian Chou descended from Return-to-Sheath Peak on her artifact, she didn’t move her feet.

Da Bai’e swam on the water surface, its webbed feet moving with quite a disdainful attitude. Although it was a goose, it was a very spirited, very proud big white goose, big fat goose, not inferior to the several immortal cranes beside it.

“Splash…”

A thin bamboo pole was held in Jian Chou’s hand, slowly moving in front of Da Bai’e, causing the big white goose to sway its slender neck, chasing the bamboo pole.

This scene…

It was truly leisurely.

When Fudao Shanren came down and saw this scene, he immediately had doubts in his heart about “Did I make a mistake?”

He walked to Jian Chou’s side, coughed twice, and looked her over, “Cough cough, girl Jian Chou, are you alright?”

Why suddenly ask this?

Stopping the movement in her hands, Jian Chou turned back, looking at Fudao Shanren with some surprise.

Fudao Shanren still had the same sloppy, unkempt appearance as before, but there was some concern in his eyes, like he was strangely guilty.

“Well…, in our Yashan, only your Junior Brother Qu is the bad one. He’s particularly bad-hearted, everyone says so—he’s simply morally corrupt, a big liar who specializes in bullying little girls…”

“…”

The corner of Jian Chou’s mouth began to twitch.

Her look at Fudao Shanren became indescribable, “Master… Junior Brother Qu is quite nice…”

“Of course he’s quite… nice my ass!”

Damn, this isn’t what he expected!

Fudao Shanren had originally been worried about her, but unexpectedly, she had defected to that bastard Qu Zhengfeng’s side!

Could his gentle approach have been wrong?

Could this disciple also be a dead pervert?!

Seeing Fudao Shanren’s expression about to collapse, Jian Chou thought about it and felt there might be ambiguity in her words.

Thinking about it…

She had been mercilessly beaten up, yet now she was still speaking from the other party’s position—this did seem a bit wrong.

So Jian Chou pondered for a moment and changed her words, “Actually, after careful thought, this was Master’s fault, but I ended up carrying the burden.”

“Eh?”

Fudao Shanren blinked, seeing Jian Chou staring at him, he quickly averted his gaze, looking left and right, east and west…

“Actually… well, making you the Big Senior Sister was indeed a whim, I didn’t expect it would turn out like this… That, actually, it’s still your Junior Brother Qu being too petty. But you, being Big Senior Sister, can just cure him, right? Your Junior Brother Qu isn’t easy either—being Big Senior Brother for so many years has made him perverted. Don’t you think he’s pitiful? If he continues like this, he’ll be finished… Disciple, you’re saving people!”

“Saving people…”

How were these reasons getting more and more ridiculous?

Although…

There seemed to be a tiny bit of twisted logic.

Jian Chou couldn’t help wanting to cover her forehead, “According to what Master says, if I become a qualified Big Senior Sister… won’t I also become…”

“You’ll become perverted, but not the same kind of perverted as your Junior Brother Qu.” Fudao Shanren pretended to wave carelessly, grinning, “Actually, thinking about it carefully, being Big Senior Sister is quite nice, right? After your strength improves, you can beat whoever you want, and for newly initiated disciples, you can be like your Junior Brother Qu—beating people without needing any reason!”

“…”

Thinking about it like this, it did seem somewhat satisfying.

But the only problem was…

Jian Chou compared the power difference between herself and Qu Zhengfeng and shook her head, “Need to cultivate diligently.”

“…”

In this instant, Fudao Shanren wanted to beat her to death.

“Don’t you have any other thoughts?! Don’t you think your Junior Brother Qu went too far? Don’t you want to beat him to death?”

He had wasted his concern for his newly accepted disciple, even specially beating up that bastard Qu Zhengfeng, and the result was Jian Chou just saying “need to cultivate diligently”?!

Cultivate my ass!

Acting like this was some harmonious master-disciple relationship!

Jian Chou casually waved the bamboo pole in her hand, leading Da Bai’e to swim another circle in the water.

Hearing Fudao Shanren’s words, her expression finally changed somewhat.

Slowly turning her head, Jian Chou said lightly, “I think Junior Brother Qu’s teeth are quite nice-looking.”

“Huh?”

Teeth?

Fudao Shanren didn’t understand. He blinked and looked at her.

Jian Chou showed a very pure and kind smile, “So I can’t help wanting to make him search for them all over the ground…”

Her eyes curved like crescents, seeming not angry at all, still exactly like the amiable and very easy-to-get-along-with “Big Senior Sister” Jian Chou from when she first entered!

Fudao Shanren was almost scared out of his wits by this sentence, staring at Jian Chou dumbly for a long time without speaking.

Jian Chou casually threw away the bamboo pole, finally letting her heart, which had been unsettled since coming down from Return-to-Sheath Peak, calm down again.

She turned to look at Fudao Shanren and directly bowed.

“Master, are there any good methods for body cultivation?”

“Pff!”

What?!

Fudao Shanren’s eyes widened. Originally still immersed in that sentence about “making Qu Zhengfeng search for his teeth all over the ground,” he immediately heard the two words “body cultivation”!

He couldn’t help digging his ears, “Say that again?!”

Body cultivation?

Is this what a female cultivator should be asking?!