I'm a Very Serious Person!

"Madam Lin."

On the ninth day after arriving at the Sword Sect, Jiang Lin woke up early in the morning and, as he walked out of the courtyard practicing his Fist Posture, a still-charming person appeared...

Cough cough cough...

A dignified and beautiful woman stood at the entrance of the courtyard, her hands clasped in front of her, looking at her with a smile.

"Is Young Master Jiang practicing Fist Posture?"

A woman wearing a floral dress and Spirit Deer- shaped hairpin entered the courtyard.

Madam Lin moved with graceful steps, her elegant demeanor even making Jiang Lin momentarily lose his senses.

She even wondered if her senior sister would look like this when she got married in the future.

If so...

That's absolutely amazing!

"Yeah, I didn't originally need to walk this route, but I've found that once I get used to it, it feels awkward if I don't walk it a few times a day."

Indeed, Jiang Lin, who has already reached the Strongest Martial Warrior Third Realm, or even the Martial Warrior Fourth Realm, no longer needs to practice Fist Posture.

But it's been more than two years since then.

If you don't walk through it a few times, it really feels quite strange.

Walking up to Jiang Lin, Madam Chen Jiang Lin his arm.

The softness of her delicate hands almost made Jiang Lin forget to say, "Madam, please have some self-respect..."

"Not bad, you've reached the strongest first and second realms of Martial Warrior, haven't you? This is the first time I've seen your strength Martial Warrior the third and fourth realms, but I haven't seen any martial luck passing through my Sword Sect lately."

When the strongest Martial Warrior Fourth Realm is born, it will not only be the martial arts tournament of one continent that pours in, but also the tournaments of neighboring continents.

Ten Thousand Swords Continent is not too far from Wutong Province, so it should logically be involved in the martial arts fortune.

"Well... it's probably because I broke through in the Small World."

Jiang Lin was actually quite puzzled as well.

When Jiang Lin reached the Martial Warrior Fourth Realm, he thought he could earn more martial luck and give it to Niannian Nian and the others, but he didn't expect the sky to be clear.

"I see. That's a bit of a pity."

Madam Lin smiled gracefully.

"How are you doing? Are you settling in?"

"Ah, um, it's alright."

Madam Lin glanced at Jiang Lin with her beautiful eyes and said with a smile, "You won't blame us, will you? We'll let you stay in the courtyard of an ordinary disciple."

"How could that be? From the beginning, Sheng Yu and I were prepared to be kicked out."

Jiang Lin replied with a smile. Thinking of his brother Sheng Yu, Jiang Lin felt that his treatment was already perfect, because his brother Sheng Yu was being raised on the Spirit Beast Peak of the Sword Sect.

As the name suggests, it's a place for raising spirit pets and spirit beasts...

Niannian naturally lives with her senior sister, since her senior sister hasn't seen Niannian for a long time, and their close mother-daughter bond is understandable.

But for some reason, Jiang Lin Jiang Lin felt increasingly uneasy the more time Niannian spent with her senior sister.

I have a feeling that my senior sister will try to get something out of Niannian...

Jiang Lin was especially panicked because his senior sister had been confined to his mountain peak to prepare for the Sword Spring Sword Comprehension Assembly recently because she had been visiting him too frequently in the Male Cultivator Dormitory. He hadn't seen his senior sister for many days.

"That's good. Actually, this is the safest place. After all, my husband almost tried to secretly kill you several times in the courtyard where you were unconscious. I was lucky to arrive each time. Now, at least there are disciples patrolling here at night."

"..."

"Alright, don't blame my husband. After all, Qingwan is our only daughter. He always said when she was little that if anyone dared to take Qingwan away from him, he would chop them up."

"No, I understand. If anyone dares to marry my daughter in the future, I'd probably chase after him with a sword and stab him."

"I'm glad you understand, Little Lin."

Lin Xiuxiu sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, patting the bench in front of her with her fair, delicate hand.

Although Jiang Lin had a vague feeling for some reason, he was always afraid that Uncle Lin would pass by his yard...

But this happened in broad daylight! I'm completely aboveboard!

"I should have said that if you could unleash that sword strike completely, you could come to the Sword Sect. So, can you do it?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Madam, but I am not yet able to wield that sword."

In fact, Jiang Lin felt that with his current level of skill and strength, plus the HP Conversion Device, he had a fairly good chance of successfully unleashing that sword strike.

However, the HP Conversion Device is gone, so I really can't unleash my full potential right now.

"Oh? So you're giving up on Qingwan?"

"No!"

Looking directly at Lin Xiuxiu, Jiang Lin's polite smile revealed boundless determination.

Even if my Jiang Lin Dao is severed, I will never let go of my senior sister's hand in this lifetime!

Hearing Jiang Lin's words, Lin Xiuxiu's eyes widened slightly, and she looked quite surprised.

Indeed, she hadn't expected this man to say such resolute words, even to the point of being... a bit shameless...

But you know, if a boy isn't a little thick-skinned, how can he win over a girl?

"But if you can't wield that sword, you might not be able to defeat my husband."

"Um?"

"Eh? Did I tell you, Jiang Lin? When Qingwan was born, my husband pointed his sword to the sky and swore an oath that if anyone wanted to marry Qingwan in the future, he would have to snatch her from them."

"..."

"What's wrong? Feeling like you've lost confidence?"

Lin Xiuxiu to the side.

As she spoke, although she still wore a smile and appeared dignified and beautiful, her eyes were constantly scanning every detail on Jiang Lin's face.

However, she didn't see any extraneous expression, because as soon as she finished speaking, the young man looked directly at her, his expression gentle and refined.

"No, I'm just a little worried that if I accidentally cause my father-in-law to twist his back, will my mother-in-law blame me?"

"Giggle..." Lin Xiuxiu and chuckled softly. "No wonder Qingwan has taken a liking to you, you're quite something. If you hadn't been born a thousand or two thousand years later, I probably would have fallen for you myself."

Jiang Lin quickly stood up. "Madam, please have some self-respect. I'm a very upright person!"

"Alright, alright, what are you thinking about?" Lin Xiuxiu beckoned Jiang Lin to sit down. "However, if that day ever comes, not only will I not blame you, but I might even make Qing Lian..."

"???" Jiang Lin blushed. "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"I meant to ask Qing Lian to be Qingwan's bridesmaid, why are you blushing?"

"Ahem, it's quite hot today..."

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. I came to see you today to ask if you want to become a disciple of my Willow Sleeve Peak?"

"Huh?"

Jiang Lin blinked.

Within the continuous spiritual mountain range of the Sword Sect, apart from some public places such as dormitory peaks, there are thirty mountain peaks. The peak master of each mountain peak accepts disciples, who are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples.

But Liu Xiufeng of the Willow Sleeve Peak is different.

Because she is the mountain controlled by Madam Lin Xiuxiu!

We never accept outer or Inner Disciple disciples! We only accept direct disciples!

but...

Jiang Lin stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for your kindness, Madam Lin, but... please forgive me, this junior... cannot accept."