These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Is he the master or am I the master?

Honestly... He's just a little kid, yet he acts so bossy...

The woman, lost in thought, was unaware that her mind was in complete disarray.

Despite saying she wasn't sleepy, the woman, her mind in turmoil, returned to the soft couch and slowly fell asleep. When she woke up, she had already missed dusk.

This moment suddenly reminded Lu Qingyan of something.

It's evening...it's already evening.

Lu Qingyan immediately got out of bed and went to the window, where she saw the bright moon hanging in the sky.

She bit her lip.

"boom!"

He immediately closed the window, then went to the door and put the latch back on. The latch, which hadn't been used for years, seemed to finally come in handy.

After finishing all that, Lu Qingyan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and returned to bed.

"That way he won't come..."

The woman thought to herself.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Lu Qingyan decided that no matter how much the other party begged her to open the door, she would absolutely not open it tonight.

But what she didn't expect was...

"Boom..."

She clearly heard the sound of the latch hitting the ground.

How could this be...?

The woman bit her lip and then shrank into the quilt. The dignified elder of the Yuanjian Sect and the youngest genius in Nanjianzhou to enter the Dragon Slayer Realm chose to be an ostrich at this moment.

However, this could not stop the clear sound of the other person's footsteps as they walked from the living room into their bedroom.

He even dared to enter his own private room... What a wicked disciple... What a wicked disciple!

Lu Qingyan almost gritted her teeth to pieces, and even held her breath.

But then he heard a voice right in front of him.

"Master, if you keep pretending to be asleep, your disciple will spank you."

He dares to spank himself?! PS: It's been a long time since I've seen a thousand votes. Although the number of favorites is still unsatisfactory, it's at least some consolation. Thank you so much! I don't know if this is to appease me for the last book or what, but I'm very grateful. Now I don't dare to hope for anything like two thousand votes. The book will probably be available for purchase next Saturday, not this week. I'll write well, thank you!

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The night was cool and refreshing.

Autumn is gradually fading away, and winter is just around the corner. The nights can no longer be described as cool; they are more accurately described as frigid.

The window was slightly ajar, and the cool moonlight poured down from the night sky, illuminating the room where the atmosphere was somewhat eerie.

The handsome young man, who had plopped down on the edge of the bed, stared at the slightly raised figure on the bed like a lecherous thief.

The aloof woman, who had been huddled under the covers, had opened her eyes but bit her thin lips as if suppressing her last emotions.

The silence between them seemed to consist only of their breaths exchanging like a secret code.

In fact, Lu Qingyan could already feel him sitting on the edge of her bed. His body temperature was transmitted through the blanket to her lower back. The feeling, which was not hot but real, made everything seem unnatural.

"Master... what must be faced will always be faced. Are you forcing your disciple to actually take action?"

"you dare!"

Lu Qingyan finally couldn't bear it any longer and sat up in bed.

The woman, who was dressed fairly neatly, sat on the bed, glaring at her disciple with eyes that held a hint of anger.

Wei Tu stared at this face, which seemed endlessly captivating and remained as beautiful as a fairy, feeling somewhat dazed.

It was as if I could see the scene of how she, alone with her sword, led me out of the hellish world amidst the chaos of war.

She was younger then, but her shoulders were light.

Now she is aloof and mature, but her brows have gained weight.

Wei Tu lowered his hand from mid-air and smiled, "Of course I wouldn't dare, Master's cooperation is the best."

"Get out! This is my room. Who gave you permission to come in at this hour?"

Lu Qingyan gripped the blanket tightly in her hands, as if it were her last resort, completely forgetting that she was a female sword immortal of the Dragon Slayer Realm.

Wei Tu showed no intention of getting up.

He said, "I will go out, but I need my master to come with me."

"where to?"

Lu Qingyan asked subconsciously.

Wei Tu, however, looked at the aloof woman and asked, "Disciple said that Master will accompany you wherever you go?"

This sentence seemed somewhat ambiguous, so much so that Lu Qingyan frowned her beautiful brows as she pondered it.

"I am your master."

She said that.

“I know you are my master, I’m just asking if you are willing to come with me.”

"Is that how you talk to your master?"

"Then I'll say it now."

"You really are..." Lu Qingyan was indeed burning with anger, feeling that the young man tonight was far too presumptuous.

So much so that their eyes were already searching for vines.

Wei Tu stood up. "Master, there's no need to look anymore. I've hidden the vines."

"What exactly do you want to do?!"

"Master, just follow me."

Wei Tu walked to the door, then looked at the woman on the bed who remained unmoved, as if hesitating about something. "Could it be that Master is already afraid of his disciple?"

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

Lu Qingyan jumped up in a flash.

Wei Tu immediately turned around, not because he was afraid of seeing anything, but because he really couldn't hold back his laughter. Sure enough, from his previous life to the present, the best way to deal with this aloof woman was always to provoke her.

It's simple, but effective.

Leaving the bamboo house, we walked from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain, greeted by the glittering starry night.

Despite the weather, Lu Qingyan, still dressed in a pristine white dress, finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to the icy pool below?"

"Does Master know this place?"

"Of course I know, you don't often..."

At this point, Lu Qingyan stopped abruptly, seemingly realizing she had let something slip.

Wei Tu looked over, slightly surprised. "You saw everything?"

Lu Qingyan turned her face away. "I don't know. Ying'er told me."

"Oh, really?"

"Of course, what else would it be!"

Lu Qingyan glared at Wei Tu with some anger. This aloof fairy seemed to be unveiling her veil layer by layer.

"I didn't say anything, why is Master so angry?"

Yeah... why am I so angry...?

Not yet...

"Isn't it because you made me angry?"

Lu Qingyan said stiffly, seemingly realizing that her tone had sounded like a little girl whining, something she had never done before.

"Nonsense! I respect and love my teacher so much, how could I possibly upset you?"

"Stop trying to be clever. How dare you speak to your master like that? Why did you call me down?"

The two had arrived at the edge of the icy pool. A beam of moonlight stubbornly pierced through the mist in the valley and shone on the icy pool. The rising chill seemed to be sprinkled with crystal snowflakes under the moonlight.

Wei Tu stood by the cold pool, took a deep breath, and then turned around.

"Master, go into the water."

"Go into the water?"

Lu Qingyan frowned. She had only been to this cold pool when she was young. At that time, her cultivation level was unstable, so she used the bone-chilling cold of the pool to temper her will. She hadn't used it since because she felt that the cold pool had no other effect besides being cold.

Wei Tu nodded, "I've carefully calculated it. Helping Master temper his body here is the best option, especially for the first time. This will minimize any pain Master might experience, and the cold air will ensure that not a single drop of the true energy I transfer to you leaks out..."

This was indeed something Wei Tu had carefully calculated; this was the best place. The only way to change Lu Qingyan's current situation was through body tempering. But for someone of Lu Qingyan's age, still in the Dragon Slayer Realm, to undergo body tempering that was almost like reshaping her sword bones would be incredibly painful—far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. Even a cultivator's will would struggle to withstand it. It was like having all the bones in her body dismantled and reassembled; the pain was unimaginable.

Lu Qingyan looked at Wei Tu.

"Are you really going to make me do this kind of thing...?"

It seems that even now, I still can't believe it.

The boy nodded, his eyes fixed on Lu Qingyan. Knowing this was the most crucial moment, his gaze was intense and direct, giving Lu Qingyan no chance to have any illusions.

"All my efforts during this period have been for this moment, Master. This is not to grant my wish, but to give me a chance to help you. We can't delay any longer, and I won't let you delay any longer either."

Lu Qingyan bit her thin lips slightly as she looked at the boy who was now so unfamiliar to her that she didn't recognize him.

"What if I firmly refuse..."

Wei Tu nodded, "Then the disciple will spare no expense."