Devoid of Emotion!

Jiang Lin decided that in order to make it to the Sect Grand Tournament on time, he could trick this Chen Jia into becoming his teammate.

Although this guy's appearance was way too delicate and pretty—ah, spit—way too delicate a man liked to go around wrestling bears in winter and would trade blows with others as if his life depended on it at the drop of a hat!

But setting aside his strong combat ability, his head was filled with nothing but fist training, which made him quite straightforward. If any disagreements came up later, Jiang Lin figured he could talk him around. On the big picture, it probably wouldn't cause too many problems.

"I refuse!"

"Huh?"

"I'm a lone wolf! Devoid of Emotion! No teammates!" Chen Jia turned his little head. If he hadn't spoken, that cute, petulant look would have made anyone want to rub his head bald.

"That's even better!" Jiang Lin clapped his hands in delight.

"Better? What's better about it?" Chen Jia's silk-thread-like eyes stared at Jiang Lin like he was some clueless fool.

"To be honest with you, fellow cultivator, I have my own plans for this Sect Grand Tournament. I really don't want to team up with anyone either. Since you also want to act alone, how about we form a team in name only and then each do our own thing? What do you think, this burly, tiger-backed, bear-waisted man who exudes manliness from every pore?"

"Manliness?"

Chen Jia pointed a slender finger at himself, his face full of adorable bewilderment—way too cute! Too bad he was a guy...

"Yes!"

"Tiger-backed, bear-waisted?"

"Yes!"

"A big man?!"

"Yes!"

"Don't you think I'm too girly?"

"Ha! If you, fellow cultivator, were a girl, then wouldn't I, Jiang Lin, be worse than a girl? Are you insulting me, Jiang Lin? If you don't want to team up, then forget it!"

With a grand sweep of his sleeve, Jiang Lin turned to leave.

"Wait... wait..."

Chen Jia grabbed Jiang Lin's robe, lowering his beautiful head. His long lashes fluttered like snow brushes, his fair little face flushed pink, and his autumn-water-like eyes were practically challenging Jiang Lin's sanity.

"I didn't mean that... I'm sorry... let's... team up..."

The moment Chen Jia lifted his eyes... Jiang Lin's nose quietly started bleeding...

awsl...

"Master, I just accepted a mission and I'm about to leave right now. Take good care of yourself, and remember not to fight the Black Bear Monster on the mountain for honey anymore.

Remember to air out the blankets more often. When you have time, you can take out the books in my room to sun them too.

Don't just eat meat—eat more vegetables. Keep your nutrition balanced."

"No way... Little Linlin, don't go... you just got back not long ago... stay a couple more days... Master hasn't slept with Little Linlin yet..."

On Twin Pearl Peak, in the shabby Small Pavilion, Jiang Lin carried a small bundle, speaking words of parting while trying to pry off his master, who was hugging him tightly. But no matter what, she was holding on too firmly...

"Master... be good. When I come back, I'll bring you Sugar-coated Haws."

"No!"

"When I come back, I'll definitely make you mousse cake!"

"No! I just want Little Lin!"

"Master, look! A shooting star!"

"Huh? Where?"

The moment Jiang Yuni let her guard down, Jiang Lin pried open her Lotus Arms, summoned a Spiritual Energy Horse, and galloped away in one smooth motion!

"You tricked Master! Master doesn't like Little Linlin as much anymore!"

Jiang Yuni shouted at the retreating Jiang Lin.

Listening to the soft, sticky shout echoing from Twin Pearl Peak, Jiang Lin wiped his face...

Cultivators from the demon sect on nearby peaks all looked up. They knew it was another one of those farewell scenes between that master and disciple pair—so enviable they wished they could just burn it all down.

"Alright, alright, stop shouting. You sound like a bitter wife. Aren't you embarrassed?"

Just as Jiang Lin had left, a graceful woman with a lovely face stepped onto Twin Pearl Peak.

"Embarrassed?"

Jiang Yuni's form gradually shifted, from the one-meter-five Hashimoto Kannai into the one-meter-seven senior student...

A seductive smile curled at the corner of Jiang Yuni's lips. Her dazed, adorable eyes instantly turned as cold and lofty as a queen's as she undid her hair bun.

A pair of black eyes, Cherry Pink lips, her graceful figure becoming more pronounced under the already small robe, her shoulder-length hair flowing gently in the wind.

"Your subordinate greets the Sect Leader..."

Fang Ruo smiled and performed a curtsey with a slight bow.

Twin Pearl Peak's peak master, Jiang Yuni, also known as Jiang Yuni, was the hidden top powerhouse of the Sun Moon Sect. She was also a genius rarely seen in a millennium, inheriting the Sect Leader position at twenty, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm Third Stage at thirty, just one step away from the Jade Purity Realm. Unfortunately, she had been unable to break through in the twenty years since, so she had retired to Twin Pearl Peak, handing over sect affairs to others to focus on cultivation.

Except for a very few people, no one knew her identity.

"Has the Sect Leader gone to tail Jiang Lin again this time?"

Every time Jiang Lin went down the mountain for training, this stunningly beautiful Sect Leader would secretly follow, afraid something might happen to him—except for the last time when she was in seclusion and didn't know he had gone to the Dragon Gate Sect...

"Last time, because I was in seclusion, I only found out Little Jiang Lin had gone to the Dragon Gate Sect after he came back. He even said those four dragon veins were picked up! Hmph! They were definitely swiped from the Dragon Gate Sect. This time, Lin Qingwan of the Dragon Gate Sect has suffered damage to her Dao heart, and I suspect it's related to Little Lin.

The Dragon Gate Sect will surely send Lin Qingwan to the Sect Grand Tournament to temper her Dao heart, and Little Lin is out on a mission now! It must be for that Lin Qingwan! After all, Little Lin is so kind-hearted; he's bound to feel guilty and want to make amends. If they go back and forth like this, what if feelings actually develop between them?

If I don't make a move now, my Little Lin is going to be stolen away by that enchantress!"

Fang Ruo let out a light sigh. "So what does the Sect Leader plan to do this time?"

Jiang Yuni smiled seductively, spun around with her skirt fluttering, and in the blink of an eye transformed into an adorable little girl of about ten years old.

"Daoist Jiang, why do you look so rushed?" Outside the demon sect's gates, Chen Jia, who had rendezvoused with Jiang Lin and was galloping wildly as if fleeing with his sister-in-law in tow, asked in surprise.

"It's a long story..."

Jiang Lin recalled his master hugging him with tears and snot streaming down, and then thought of his master staying alone on Twin Pearl Peak like an empty-nester. For a moment, he felt quite guilty.

After this mission ends, I'll spend more time with Master...

"It's getting late, Brother Chen. Let's set off now."

"Alright."

Since a Pure Martial Warrior below the Seventh Realm of Distant Excursion couldn't Ride the Wind, Jiang Lin wanted to pull him onto his spiritual energy horse and ride together, one in front and one behind.

But Chen Jia absolutely refused, saying something about needing to train his physique...

So Jiang Lin flew in the sky while Chen Jia ran on the ground... On the evening of the fifth day, the two reached a cave a thousand miles from Black Tortoise Mountain, the venue for the Sect Grand Tournament, and planned to enter the mountain early the next morning.

Just as the two were roasting fish, the sound of a little girl crying came from not far outside the cave...