Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 114 Rivals

Lu Xueqi's body stiffened instantly, and her face flushed red. She lowered her head and looked at the campfire in front of her, but she didn't dare to meet Tian Ling'er's gaze.

Previously, in that manor, the reasons she had thought of and the words she had prepared were now completely forgotten by Lu Xueqi.

Whether out of shared hatred or a desire to be an ally of Lu Xueqi, Biyao, standing beside her, actually looked up at Tian Ling'er and tried to explain.

"Ling'er, Xiao Fan, he..."

"Xiao Fan? Miss Bi Yao, you seem to be quite close to my junior brother as well?"

Tian Ling'er gritted her teeth and spoke, her beautiful eyes slightly turning as she stared intently at Bi Yao in front of her, while her peripheral vision glanced at Zhang Xiaofan beside her.

At this moment, Tian Ling'er realized that Lu Xueqi and Biyao's relationship with their junior brother was probably similar to her own.

Unfortunately, Tian Ling'er was still an innocent young girl. If Su Ru and Shui Yue were here, they would have been able to tell the difference between Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao and Tian Ling'er at a glance.

The relationship is about the same; it's just that Tian Ling'er is giving herself too much face.

Although Tian Ling'er was unaware of these things, looking at Bi Yao and Lu Xueqi, and seeing that Zhang Xiaofan remained silent, Tian Ling'er felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.

Lu Xueqi was one thing, but the two were not only from the same sect, but Zhang Xiaofan had also saved her twice. In particular, it was said that the Abyss of the Dead was a ghostly place, known as the place where the dead returned.

Having gone through life and death together and being fellow disciples, Tian Ling'er actually had a premonition that Lu Xueqi would fall for her junior brother.

However, this Biyao who suddenly appeared was someone Zhang Xiaofan only met after he went down the mountain, yet they were so close. Tian Ling'er was naturally furious.

Upon hearing this, Biyao's face stiffened. If it were her usual self, she would have already started cursing. After all, she, Biyao, was Zhang Xiaofan's rightful wife, whom he had married and consummated the marriage with.

As for being the first to get there, so what? It's all about ability, okay?
However, after seeing Zhang Xiaofan's gaze, Biyao gave a smug snort and turned her head away, no longer looking at Tian Ling'er.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaofan reached out and gently hugged Tian Ling'er's shoulder, which startled Tian Ling'er slightly. In her memory, this seemed to be the first time her junior brother had been so proactive towards her.
Tian Ling'er was initially delighted, but the next moment, as if realizing something, she let out a soft snort, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

However, although she was very angry, Tian Ling'er's body was very honest, and she directly fell into Zhang Xiaofan's arms, leaning against his broad chest.

"Xiaofan!"

Feeling very angry at herself for being so useless, Tian Ling'er bit her red lips and murmured something softly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Looking down at the girl's increasingly mature and beautiful face, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness in his heart.

After he joined Qingyun, the person he had the most contact with and the closest relationship with was Tian Ling'er.

Zhang Xiaofan was rather aloof and didn't talk much, but the girl never found him annoying. Even during his daily monotonous cultivation and sword practice, the girl would always follow him, talk to him, and play with him.

Over the past five years, the two have long been accustomed to each other's presence. As the junior brother, Zhang Xiaofan would involuntarily smile whenever he saw Tian Ling'er's charming appearance.

Over the past five years, Tian Ling'er, as the senior sister, has long been accustomed to relying on her junior brother in everything, to pestering him whenever she has a reason, to having him teach her Taoist arts and cultivation, and to his gentleness despite his lack of eloquence.

But all of this changed suddenly because of a trip down the mountain.

"Senior sister..." Zhang Xiaofan called out softly, just about to apologize to Tian Ling'er, but Tian Ling'er stopped him with her finger.

Zhang Xiaofan looked down and saw Tian Ling'er with slightly red eyes, smiling gently at him and speaking softly.

"Xiao Fan, you don't need to apologize. I'm your senior sister. No matter what you do, I won't be angry!"

Looking into the girl's sparkling eyes, Zhang Xiaofan paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, reached to his waist with his left hand, and took out a folding fan.

Tian Ling'er looked at the gold-painted folding fan in Zhang Xiaofan's hand. She noticed that a string of silk tassels was hanging from the end of the fan, which was the one that Tian Ling'er had made herself.

"Ling'er, this is the Mountain and River Fan. It's a rare treasure that I obtained when I went down the mountain to exorcise demons. However, it was somewhat damaged during the battle and needs to be nurtured for a while."

Zhang Xiaofan spoke softly, his eyes revealing a palpable tension. Tian Ling'er, seeing this, couldn't help but smile, gave a soft hum, and took the folding fan.

With a snap, Tian Ling'er opened her folding fan, revealing a mountain, a river, and a giant roc within.

However, there was a huge sword mark on the mountain, and the river was cut in half. The roc was also curled up, as if it was about to fall from the sky.

Seeing the roc's appearance, Zhang Xiaofan frowned slightly, extended his finger, and flicked it towards the gold-painted folding fan. The next moment, the roc's wings spread out instantly, and a powerful aura rushed out through the folding fan, startling Tian Ling'er.

"What a powerful magic weapon!"

"This is the Wind and Moon Ancestor's signature treasure. Although its power is not as great as the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, it is not far off. Senior Sister, do you like it?"

Tian Ling'er raised her beautiful eyes slightly, looked at Zhang Xiaofan's tense face, and smiled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Tian Ling'er seemed to sense something. Her bright eyes turned slightly to look at Bi Yao opposite her, and she raised her head slightly, raising the gold-painted folding fan in her hand with a hint of provocation.

Seeing this, Biyao was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She secretly made up her mind to endure it for now, and once she successfully entered the Qingyun Sect, she would definitely settle accounts with Tian Ling'er.

Tian Ling'er and Bi Yao are similar in personality, age, and cultivation level, so they are now locked in a fierce battle.

However, as things stand, Tian Ling'er seems to have the upper hand, but it remains to be seen how long she can maintain it.

"I would like anything Xiao Fan gives me, even if it's just a leaf."

Tian Ling'er closed her folding fan and spoke with a smile, seemingly not caring about what had happened earlier. Of course, it would have been more convincing if she hadn't kept glancing at Bi Yao.

"As long as you like it."

Zhang Xiaofan felt a sense of relief and a smile appeared on his face. He said softly, "Tian Ling'er's eyes suddenly darted around twice, and she said softly."

"Xiao Fan, lower your head."

Hearing the sound, Biyao looked over curiously and saw Tian Ling'er slightly raise her head and gently kiss Zhang Xiaofan's neck before giving her a faint smile.

(End of this chapter)