This is Called a Fairy Photo, Not an Erotic Picture

Chuyan arrived in Flamefree City at dawn.

The sun had just broken through the clouds, shining brightly and warmly on the wide, clean streets.

Under the command of the Dao Alliance Imperial Road Army and the Imperial City Imperial Guards, Flamefree City recovered from the turmoil overnight, and the streets were even cleaner than before.

But from the few passersby, the faint smell of blood in the air, the renovated and rebuilt houses, and the lingering fear on people's faces, one could tell what kind of hell this city had just experienced.

They survived to this point from the underworld!

Chuyan fell into a deep sleep for seven days in the blink of an eye. Walking on the main street of Flamefree City, she suddenly felt a little unreal.

She only comes to Flamefree City once every few years, and most of the people who knew her are already dead.

Walking on the street, one inevitably feels alone, with a sense of loneliness and immense heaviness in one's heart.

We arrived at the palace.

Lin Bao greeted her outside the palace gates.

While explaining to her what had happened in the past few days, he took her to the Imperial Harem to see the emperor.

"Flamefree City was swallowed by the Great Netherworld for six days, and there were still so many cultivators in the Netherworld, yet in the end, less than 10,000 people died?"

Chuyan was surprised, thinking she had misheard the number.

Lin Bao added, "Yes, a total of 7,345 people. Among them, after General Xiao took command of the Imperial Guards, only 117 people died in the city, most of whom were elderly."

Chuyan was stunned for a long time before asking in surprise, "Is all of this thanks to Junior Brother Xiao...? Didn't my Master get involved?"

Lin Bao was stunned for a moment before asking, "The Master you're referring to, do you mean the Grandmaster?"

Ahem... I can't hide it anymore!

"If you say Grandmaster, then Grandmaster."

"Elder Lingzhou said this is General Xiao's internship assignment, and she is only responsible for safety and inspection."

"Oh."

Chuyan thought to herself, "How come this guy knows everything, is strong at everything, and cares about the common people? Could he be a god descended to earth, deliberately hiding his strength to experience life?" She then arrived at the Imperial Harem.

The emperor, his Imperial Concubine, and a group of palace maids and eunuchs had fainted from practicing the Everlasting Spring Art and were still resting, so no one dared to wake them up rashly.

Chuyan found the emperor, rubbed her forehead, and looked at him.

The soul has not suffered too much damage. The memory may be temporarily lost, but with some recuperation, it can be largely restored. It's not a big problem.

So he patted his head and woke the emperor up.

"Headache..."

Jiang Wei a daze, feeling like he was about to become a god, only to be suddenly kicked down.

Looking up, I saw a pretty young girl, more beautiful than all the concubines in the Imperial Harem.

"Royal Grand-Aunt, what brings you here?"

What happened in the last few days?

Where is the National Teacher Advisor?

*Slap! Chuyan slapped him on the forehead.

"Fool, you call yourself the National Teacher! You've been used without even realizing it. If I hadn't sent my junior brother to save the people of Flamefree City, you, the emperor, wouldn't even know you'd been betrayed."

Jiang Wei taken aback.

"Junior brother... you mean General Xiao? Isn't that your Master?"

Why do I remember this so clearly? Chuyan's eyes twitched slightly. She looked around and said, "Since everyone is alright, I'll go back to my sect."

After realizing that Flamefree City was safe and sound, Jiang Wei suddenly stopped Chuyan.

He knew that his Royal Grand-Aunt had a special regret and attachment to the palace; otherwise, what cultivator would run back to her parents' home every few years, send back some elixirs every few months, and write letters to guide his cultivation?

"You haven't been back to the palace for almost ten years. The imperial kitchen is already preparing a meal. It's a rare occasion for us to get together and have a meal before you leave. I... I'll show you my children, so that if I'm gone one day, you won't be unable to find your relatives when you return to the palace."

Upon hearing this, Chuyan felt a surge of guilt, her eyes reddened, and she almost wiped away her tears.

But she was an elder, and a cultivator, and had no right to shed tears in front of mortal juniors.

"Alright."

The emperor took her to meet more than a dozen of his sons.

The princes and princesses are all very cute, and most of them are not very tall. The oldest is almost an adult, but unfortunately their talent for cultivation is getting worse with each generation.

Chuyan was somewhat disappointed, and immediately sent some pills to improve her innate bone structure.

At noon, just as lunch was about to be served, Chunwa and Qiuchan arrived, and we ended up getting another free meal.

During the meal, Chuyan asked them.

"What is Xiao Ran doing?"

Chunwa:

"Take a bath."

Qiuchan:

"Meditation."

After the meal, Chuyan was about to return to her sect.

Just outside the palace, I saw several hundred people gathered at the bridgehead of the Palace Moat, all carrying baskets.

Some people brought bundles of chickens and ducks, some brought eggs, some brought crabs, some brought snacks, and there were all sorts of local specialties...

There were even calligraphy, paintings, and wood carvings, which were stuffed into Chuyan's hands one by one, to be given to General Xiao.

The Chunwa and Qiuchan asked, "Do you have candied hawthorns?"

A voice from the crowd said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes, little immortal, please wait, I'll go buy it right away."

At last.

The Space Ring was stuffed with gifts, and a large snakeskin bag was also attached to the sword hilt.

The three returned to Sword-Wielding Mountain with their spoils.

Sword-Wielding Mountain.

At this time, Xiao Ran had already written down the missing sword patterns of the Broken Sword and carved a set of Bamboo Tile depicting Three People Fight the Wraith. All he needed was a notebook with the necessary materials.

Chuyan and the other two are back!

Isn't this just source material?

What are you drawing with that bamboo stick?

Chuyan noticed that Xiao Ran's eyes were not right, so she quickly snatched the bamboo stick from his hand.

Upon taking a look, my face instantly turned red, and I inexplicably recalled the dream I had while I was unconscious.

Upon careful recollection, those dreams were all strange occurrences arising from a jumble of events that happened between her and Xiao Ran at the Sword Inheritance Assembly.

"No way!" Chuyan hurriedly concealed her nervousness and pointed at Xiao Ran, saying, "Fine, you draw erotic pictures, I'll tell my Grandmaster!"

Xiao Ran curled his lip, unconvinced.

"Erotic paintings depict men and women in action. I drew a woman wearing a few pieces of clothing. That's called a portrait, not an erotic painting."

"Photograph?"

"Chuyan" doesn't feel like a good term.

Xiao Ran said, "There are also photo books with storylines, those are called 'books,' which is my work in my spare time from cultivation."

Chuyan asked with a start:

"Is there Grandmaster?"

"No!"

Xiao Ran's eyebrows twitched slightly, thinking to himself, "Even if I had it, I wouldn't show it to you!" Nearby, Chunwa and Qiuchan had licked their candied hawthorns clean, then came over to take a look.

"What a beautiful fairy sister! Junior brother, can you also draw?"

"Draw one for us too!"

Xiao Ran waved his hand.

"Go away, I won't drive a stroller, I'll talk about it when I'm older!"

The two girls weren't interested either, and continued licking the candied hawthorns, trying to finish them before returning to Hundred Herbs Peak.

After all, the True Person Yinyue does not allow them to eat or drink ordinary things, lest they lose their human form.

Among them, the Chunwa licks the candied hawthorn faster than the Qiuchan, which displeases the Qiuchan.

The two of them played rock-paper-scissors to decide the winner, and each took a lick of the lipstick.

Chuyan returned the bamboo clappers to Xiao Ran, her expression softening slightly, and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Thanks to you for what happened in Flamefree City this time."

Xiao Ran remained calm and composed, simply smiling as he said, "Just be a model for my books from now on. If they sell well, we'll make a fortune!"

Bestseller?

Chuyan quickly shook her head.

"It's fine to keep it as a keepsake, but you can't sell it. You've done a great job this time, you won't be short of money."

Can't it be sold?

But being a illustrator has always been my dream! Xiao Ran was somewhat disappointed.

Forget it, I'll just spread it in a small area around Sword-Wielding Mountain and Hundred Herbs Peak from now on, and I can still indulge my passion for being a painter.

"This is a career worth taking seriously. I need to set up a study room to paint properly later."

Chuyan rolled her eyes at Xiao Ran and retorted:

"You should focus on your cultivation. People from the Dao Alliance in Flamefree City are all talking about you. You might be selected as a prodigy by the Dao Alliance and participate in the Heaven's Chosen Assembly in Chaos City next month. Those who participate in the Heaven's Chosen Assembly are all geniuses among geniuses in the Cultivation World within the last five hundred years. Don't embarrass your sect then."

Xiao Ran nodded, seemingly lost in thought, and said:

"I really can't lose face. I'll go to Hundred Herbs Peak right now to find some materials to become stronger!"

He wasn't listening at all...

Chuyan Ren.

I even considered going to see for myself.

Before going to Hundred Herbs Peak, Xiao Ran went to Sword-Tempering Mountain and met True Person Moxia again.

Sword Casting Hall.

The True Person Moxia, his body hunched over, silently scrutinized Xiao Ran with his deep, dark eyes.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Ran now held a hint of shock and admiration.

"I never imagined that my nephew would not only be so talented, but also care so much about all living beings. This is truly a blessing in this Dharma Ending Era."

Stop bragging, you're almost becoming the next Lin Yunzi! Xiao Ran handed the Broken Sword and the repaired sword patterns to True Person Moxia, hoping that the elder would reforge and polish them.

True Person Moxia was startled, as if a spark had suddenly ignited in his dark eyes.

"How do you have a complete sword pattern?"

Xiao Ran didn't want to boast, so he just casually said:

"The Sword Spirit appeared to me in a dream."

True Person Moxia paced back and forth, stroking his beard, and said:

"Nephew, there's no need to be so modest. If it were you, it would be only natural to have such skill in Spirit Runes patterns."

Xiao Ran was stunned. He couldn't even keep a low profile! Whatever you say!

True Person Moxia held the Broken Sword, his heart filled with shock and emotion. After a long while, he said, "Don't worry, I will personally forge and polish this Broken Sword for my nephew. It will also be a challenge for me."

Xiao Ran looked around but didn't see Gao Shi. Remembering his affair with Junior Sister Zhehui, he felt a strange urge to laugh and casually asked, "Where is Gao Shi?"

True Person Moxia's old face darkened slightly.

"Thanks to my junior nephew, this lad has recently Dao Companion, and I can't be too heartless, so I gave him a few days off."

Xiao Ran suddenly became wary and tentatively asked, "Did Senior Brother leave the sect to go out and have fun?"

"He dares!"