"Look! It’s the Fifth Elder!"
"Indeed, among the nine elders of our Sword Sect, only the Fifth Elder is so young! He’s the embodint of elegance, standing tall and graceful, with an extraordinary bearing, gentle and refined, stunningly handso, his face as perfect as jade, a truly outstanding figure, majestic in appearance, handso and spirited, with the manners of a cultured gentleman..."
"The key is not just that he’s handso, but he also possesses the aura of an Immortal!"
"Of course! Although the Fifth Elder is senior in rank, his age is quite young! He’s just over five hundred years old!"
"Strange? Who is that woman who has been following the Fifth Elder?"
"How shaless, and dressed so raggedly too!"
"..."
Su Bei strolled under the sunset glow of the Sword Sect with his hands behind his back, his face an image of indifference.
A gentle breeze blew, unraveling the white ribbon that lightly held his long hair, his white robe dancing in the air.
Too handso.
I’m just too handso.
Su Bei was troubled.
Why do you shallow people only focus on my looks?
I’m super cool in strength, alright!
Under the gaze of a host of female disciples who were nearly srized by his presence, Su Bei led Xiao Ruoching to No-Sword Peak.
Ah, No-Sword Peak that belonged solely to Su Bei!
"Disciple, from now on, you’ll cultivate here at your master’s No-Sword Peak."
"..."
Just as Su Bei was about to continue speaking, a series of bell tolls echoed from the one hundred and eight peaks of the Sword Sect.
DONG!
DONG!
DONG!
Su Bei frowned slightly, and a vision of white, creamy, soft jade flashed subconsciously through his mind...
— And those slightly seductive, full lips.
At this thought, Su Bei shivered and quickly shook his head, instructing Xiao Ruoching,
"Disciple! For now, just entertain yourself on this No-Sword Peak."
"Right, don’t touch the little bottle I left in the room!"
"Your master is going to a eting, but will be back soon..."
"If you want to cultivate, well, there’s a Qi Refining thod book that I’m using to prop up the bed, you might as well take a look at it! It’s quite suitable for you!"
"..."
After speaking, Su Bei casually picked up his sword scabbard and hung it at his waist, hurrying toward the peak from where the bell tolls ca.
As he flew, he muttered to himself,
"What’s with the bell ringing at this hour?"
"Could it be that sothing big has happened in the Sword Sect?"
"Well, it has nothing to do with anyway."
"..."
Xiao Ruoching gazed at the retreating figure of Su Bei, calmly surveying everything around her.
Looking at the familiar swallow’s nest and straw cottage.
She then laughed at herself with a touch of self-mockery.
No-Sword Peak?
I have returned once again.
So, at this ti, Su Bei must be at a eting.
Based on the ti, it is indeed the period when the Sword Sect widely recruits disciples.
Xiao Ruoching furrowed her brows as the image of that stunningly beautiful woman with silver hair instantly ca to her mind.
Rembering Junior Sister Mo Li, who had the sa fate as herself, she muttered,
"Junior Sister Mo Li, I will absolutely not let you beco this man’s disciple!"
"Yes, I must stop him!"
"In this life, you just rest easy and beco a disciple under Elder Xi."
"..."
In my previous life, he spent who knows how much effort to snatch Mo Li from the grasp of Second Elder Xi Qingyi.
Hmph!
Master!
A cold smile appeared on Xiao Ruoching’s lips.
She showed a hint of triumph and raised her eyebrows slightly.
With around, in this life, don’t even think about accepting a single disciple!
None of your sches will co to fruition!
With these thoughts, Xiao Ruoching walked into the straw cottage with her head held high and her stride confident.
She then saw, with a face full of dismay, the so-called Qi Refining thod propped under the bed with a thick layer of dust on it.
The *Sword Scripture*!
At this mont, Xiao Ruoching felt an excruciating pain in her heart.
The Sword Sect’s secret manual, just stuffed under the bed by Su Bei?
What on earth is Master thinking?
I know that in my last life, this *Sword Scripture* was even more important to him than I was!
With a cold smirk, Xiao Ruoching pulled out the now stained *Sword Scripture*.
Because she used a bit too much force, she couldn’t control the recoil for a mont.
BANG!
A resounding thud!
She looked up only to have knocked her head against the wooden table corner.
Xiao Ruoching touched the large swelling bump forming on her head.
As she stood up, intent on kicking the table fiercely, her eyes caught a glimpse of a small bottle placed on it.
In an instant, her attention was captured by the mysterious-looking liquid in the bottle.
In her mind flashed the tempting words that Su Bei had spoken just before.
"Don’t touch the little bottle I’ve put in the room, whatever you do!"
"..."
...
Su Bei stepped on auspicious clouds, descending leisurely from the sky.
His eyes casually swept over the area.
Hmm, is everyone almost here?
Why so soon?
Atop the Sect Main Hall of the Sword Sect, the elders had already arrived and were sitting quietly in their chairs.
Su Bei found his empty seat and lazily sat down, then looked across at the empty space opposite him.
So, so people arrived even later than I did?
No rush!
Just as Su Bei yawned for the first ti, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.
A sense of unspeakable crisis suddenly filled his heart.
The next mont, Su Bei sensed that sothing terrible was about to happen!
In an instant, his expression changed drastically and he frantically began to channel his Spiritual Energy, trying to rush out of the place that filled him with despair!
However, right after that, a fragrant breeze wafted over.
Su Bei looked in horror as a mature and stunningly beautiful face approached closer and closer to him.
Apricot eyes and arched eyebrows, lips red as painted.
And then, she pinned Su Bei to the ground.
With a look of despair, Su Bei rolled his eyes, feeling the delicate touch on his cheek.
He groaned muffledly.
Ah...
It hurts, but there’s pleasure as well.
"Little Bei Bei! You’re finally back!"
"How was it outside, fun? Did you go to the brothels to listen to music? How was the top courtesan?"
"..."
The woman hugged Su Bei’s neck tightly, and her imnse strength turned his face the color of liver in an instant.
Su Bei swore he’d never envy those so-called ghosts that died beneath a woman’s skirt ever again...
"Big Sister... I... I can’t breathe!"
Su Bei’s teeth chattered as he tried to force out each word with great difficulty.
Seeing Su Bei’s expression, the woman laughed heartily though she didn’t relax her grip at all.
Her beautiful eyes seed to laugh as they gazed at Su Bei.
But from those eyes, Su Bei could feel a hint of terrifying danger!
"Can’t breathe? What about it?"
"Oh, I’ve heard from those disciples that."
"This ti the Fifth Elder of the Sword Sect has brought back a woman with delicate arched brows, starry eyes, a graceful figure with a complexion as clear as ice and snow, skin smooth as cream, intelligent both inside and out, with brows like crescent moons and a waist as supple as a young snake, just utterly enchanting..."
"Tsk tsk..."
"..."
Seeing Su Bei almost protruding his tongue out as he choked, the woman looked obviously "shocked and appalled"!
She quickly let go of his arms, "panic-stricken" and "very anxious" she began to speak,
"Bei Bei, are you sick? You look so pale!"
"After all, you’re just over five hundred years old, still a child!"
"Quick, take this Diamond Power Pill, and you’ll feel better..."
"..."
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