After my Daoist partners broke off their engagement, they pledged their loyalty to me!

I can only say that she truly lives up to her title as Senior Sister Gong Qingyu.

Zhao Yishu and her senior sister Jiang Wei are no match for her.

A few minutes later, Gong Qingyu couldn't bear the strange feeling Jiang Lin was giving her any longer. She forced herself to push Jiang Lin away, saying, "You...you've had enough!"

Jiang Lin did not reply.

Instead, he placed a hand on the veil covering her face.

Realizing what Jiang Lin was about to do, Gong Qingyu's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately refused, "No!"

"hiss!"

Jiang Lin forcefully ripped off the veil covering her face.

What an exquisite face this is!

With her narrow, almond-shaped eyes, delicate and upturned nose, and cherry-red, glossy lips, her overall features are sure to turn heads!

No wonder, no wonder Gong Qingyu used a green veil to cover herself.

Jiang Lin initially thought that she also had scars on her face.

I never imagined it was because her face was so beautiful!

Great, beautiful, great! This way, Jiang Lin will have a much better time fighting and sparring!

"Senior Sister Gong, what time is it? Why are you still bothered by the blue veil on your face?"

Jiang Lin moved closer after he finished speaking.

Gong Qingyu's beautiful eyes widened.

Gong Qingyu's heart was pounding faster and faster.

Suddenly, she grabbed Jiang Lin's hand and pleaded pitifully, "Junior Brother Jiang, Junior Brother Jiang Lin, how about... we stop here for today? I'm not ready yet!"

"Let's have some sparring next time?"

Jiang Lin was taken aback.

No more sparring?

Is that all? Jiang Lin definitely wouldn't accept that.

He gently comforted her, "Senior Sister Gong, don't panic!"

"Everyone will engage in combat and sparring."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Gong, it's just a friendly spar, it won't last long."

"good……"

Intermittent conversations could be heard coming from inside the wooden house in the bamboo grove.

In particular, Jiang Lin said that the sparring session wouldn't last too long.

Gong Qingyu wasn't surprised at all; perhaps in her opinion, the sparring match would end soon.

"..."

call out!

A long sword streaked across the sky.

Finally, it landed a hundred meters away from the bamboo grove and wooden house. The longsword slowly descended from the sky, and a tall, handsome male disciple stepped down from it.

The male disciple was quite tall and seemed to be familiar with the place.

"receive!"

As he made his hand seals.

After emitting a sword hum, the longsword quickly shrank and was eventually stored in his storage bag.

With the storage bag, it's convenient no matter what you're doing.

"Senior Brother Zhou Sheng! Slow down!"

"Senior Brother Zhou, wait for us!"

It turns out that this male disciple's name is Zhou Sheng.

Two more male disciples arrived on their swords after Zhou Sheng.

Their auras were not weak; they were not at the Qi Gathering Realm.

All three of them are at the Meridian Opening Realm!

Among the outer sect disciples, those at the Meridian Opening Realm are already among the very top group, and three of them have appeared at once!

These three cultivators at the Meridian Opening Realm seem to have come to find Gong Qingyu.

Soon after, the two male disciples also landed on their swords.

"Senior Brother Zhou Sheng is too fast! He actually left the two of us behind and went ahead by himself. He'll have to treat us to drinks later."

One of them had just sheathed his flying sword when he started teasing Zhou Sheng.

The other person laughed and said, "Senior Brother Zhou Sheng is in a bit of a hurry because he came to find Senior Sister Gong to refine weapons. We all know how devoted Senior Brother Zhou Sheng is to Senior Sister Gong."

"Haha, that's true, I can understand, I can understand."

Seeing the two teasing him, Zhou Sheng chuckled and picked up the thread: "The main thing is that Junior Sister Gong's weapon-refining skills are very strong. By having Junior Sister Gong refine weapons, we can obtain spiritual treasures while also helping Junior Sister Gong accumulate weapon-refining experience. It's a win-win situation."

Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the two were ready, Zhou Sheng coughed lightly, circulating his spiritual energy in his mouth. As he spoke, the spiritual energy surged, transmitting his voice through the bewildering array to the bamboo forest cabin.

"Junior Sister Gong, is Junior Sister Gong here?"

"I've come to you forging a weapon. I need a mid-level mortal-grade inner armor. Please open the door and let me in."

The surging spiritual energy, accompanied by the sound, penetrated the bewitching array and reached the bamboo forest cabin, allowing the two protagonists inside to hear it.

Zhou Sheng originally thought he would get a response from Gong Qingyu soon, but he waited for a long time without hearing anything.

"Could it be that Junior Sister Gong went out?" Zhou Sheng asked, somewhat puzzled.

Based on his usual observations, he knew that it was impossible for Junior Sister Gong to go out at this particular time.

Perhaps Junior Sister Gong was focused on refining the weapon and didn't hear it?

Thinking of this, Zhou Sheng once again mustered his spiritual power and shouted, the content of which was roughly the same as before.

At this point, there was still no response from inside the cabin.

Just as Zhou Sheng was frowning and preparing to leave, Gong Qingyu's intermittent voice came from the wooden house.

"Senior Brother Zhou..."

"Qingyu is currently... well, busy, it's not convenient."

"Regarding the refining... I'll have to ask Senior Brother Zhou to find someone else!"

Normally, people don't speak with this kind of voice.

Zhou Sheng and the two people beside him exchanged glances, all seeing the confusion in each other's eyes. So he asked, "Junior Sister Gong, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No...it's nothing!" Gong Qingyu replied.

"Oh, it's good that you're alright!" Zhou Sheng didn't suspect anything, after all, this was Gong Qingyu's personal response.

The fact that Zhou Sheng admired Gong Qingyu was known to most of the outer disciples of the Refining Peak.

Zhou Sheng was very familiar with Gong Qingyu's voice; he knew it was her as soon as he heard it.

Gong Qingyu's voice is quite distinctive.

Even if others wanted to imitate it, they couldn't.

Inside the wooden house, Gong Qingyu, after responding to Zhou Sheng's first sentence, had no energy left to say anything more.

At this moment, Jiang Lin leaned close to Gong Qingyu's delicate ear and, judging from her reaction when she was talking to the people outside, whispered, "So, Senior Sister Gong likes to play this kind of game."

Gong Qingyu, her cheeks flushed red, protested, "I...I didn't, I didn't!"

This was completely out of character for her, so she naturally tried her best to deny it.

This goddess, admired by many outer disciples of the Refining Peak, is putting on a performance that no one has ever seen before inside the wooden house. Unfortunately, only Jiang Lin can appreciate it!