Young Master, Madam Requests Your Presence...

"Senior Brother Ji! We always respect you so much! We never expected you to bully the younger ones like this!"

"Qiu Ya! That's not how it is!"

"As long as we're here, Senior Brother, you won't be able to touch a single hair on Young Master Jiang!"

"No, Qiu Ya! Let me explain!"

"Senior Brother Ji! You're just jealous of Young Master Jiang's good looks."

The woman named Qiu Ya spoke the truth, then looked at Jiang Lin's damn handsome face with great concern, and only then did she seem to feel relieved.

"Fortunately, Young Master Jiang's face is alright... He's still as handsome as ever, irresistible."

Jiang Lin: "..."

Ji Zhenda: "..."

"Ladies, actually, Senior Brother Ji didn't do anything to me. It's like this..."

Jiang Lin then recounted what had happened.

Upon learning that Ji Zhenda had challenged Jiang Lin to a duel, but through a gentler method of Sword Spring Sword Comprehension, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Lin then learned that they had encountered those Sword Sect disciples drinking at the Sword Pavilion, where they were talking about Ji Zhenda's return to challenge him to a duel. Without asking any further questions, they rushed over.

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, the four junior sisters bowed and apologized to their senior brother Ji.

Hearing Qiu Ya's apology, for some reason, Ji Zhenda felt as if her heart was being torn apart...

Ji Zhenda felt she couldn't stay here any longer, otherwise her swordsmanship would become unstable...

"Qiu Ya..." Ji Zhenda called out softly before leaving.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?" Qiu Ya turned around.

"N-nothing... it's nothing..." Ji Zhenda. "Brother Jiang, see you at the Sword Spring Assembly."

"I hope Senior Brother Ji will offer me more guidance."

After exchanging greetings, Ji Zhenda fork.

"Young Master Jiang, I've bought a new bathtub. Would Young Master Jiang like to go take a look with me?"

"Young Master Jiang, I've also bought some herbs for bathing. Would you like to come and get some from me?"

"Young Master Jiang, I feel lonely and empty, and a little cold..."

After Ji Zhenda left, the four women realized that they had rushed to the male cultivators' dormitory late at night, and they were all a little embarrassed.

But upon closer reflection, with only one man and several women in Young Master Jiang's courtyard, what's there to be shy about?

After all, there are so many of us...

Once there was nothing to be shy about, I became bolder...

But Jiang Lin felt he wasn't that kind of person!

Just kidding, my senior sister is in seclusion on the next mountain peak, and Madam Lin and Uncle Lin are on the mountain peak two days away. How could I possibly do anything reckless?

And do I, Jiang Lin, look like a casual person?

I already have a senior sister, a master, Jiu Yi, and Little Jia!

I, Jiang Lin, am devoted to my master and the others!

And most importantly...

Jiang Lin felt that they didn't genuinely like him.

They were simply blinded by my handsome appearance.

That's very superficial.

In this materialistic and fiercely competitive world of cultivation, what I, Jiang Lin, yearn for is a sincere love, a call from heart to heart, a meeting of souls...

Therefore, they are not suitable.

Okay, enough pretending. Jiang Lin is just afraid his master and senior sisters will chop him up...

Jiang Lin refused them all, and said that if they didn't leave, he would shout "Someone come here!"

Ultimately, having no other choice, the four women had to leave Jiang Lin's courtyard.

Before going to sleep at night, Jiang Lin set up several sword formations for himself to prevent anyone from attacking him.

Looking at the several fierce sword formations he had set up, Jiang Lin revealed a satisfied smile.

Sure enough, my heart is as firm as a rock! I'm not a casual person. I can subtly hint at this to my senior sister, letting her know that my will is unwavering.

But just when Jiang Lin fell into bed and fell asleep, he fell on the bed with the word "tai" in the shape of "Tai".

It was already the dead of night when Jiang Lin suddenly opened his eyes. In the courtyard, the sound of swords clashing could be heard.

The moment the door opened, moonlight streamed into the room.

The moment a woman stepped into Jiang Lin's room, a long sword, its surface gleaming like a work of art, reflecting the moonlight, was already pressed against her neck.

The woman remained calm and composed, simply placing her hands in front of her and saying indifferently:

"Young master, the madam requests your presence..."

Meanwhile, in a courtyard on the Sect Leader, Madam Lin had read the letter over and over again, gently bit her pale red lips.

Madam Lin had her long hair tied up and placed on one side of her shoulder. In the candlelight, her almond-shaped eyes blinked with a gentle, spring-like light.

Unlike her daughter's delicate and graceful appearance, she exudes a more refined charm.

Beside him, Lin Batian paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking quite happy, but amidst his happiness, he was also muttering to himself, somewhat conflicted.

Lin Batian was overjoyed that there was actually someone in this world who could cure his youngest daughter's illness.

As the Sect Leader the Sword Sect, he has naturally searched for all kinds of famous doctors and physicians over the years, and even invited the world's Immortal Realm Medicine Saint.

But the person shook their head, helpless, saying that unless his master intervened, there might be a new method, otherwise no one in the world could cure him.

The problem is that the master of that Medicine Saint disappeared without a trace a thousand years ago, supposedly to study the "Ten Great Difficult Diseases" of the cultivation world.

But after a thousand years of research, there's still no news. He's the only Ascension Realm Medicine Immortal in the Vast and Righteous World!

Lin Batian wondered to himself, could Jiang Lin really solve such a Flourishing Sword Bone that even the Medicine Saint couldn't handle?

However, although Jiang Lin is quite shameless, he definitely doesn't seem like the kind of person who talks nonsense; I can tell that.

Moreover, his ability to diagnose the presence of Flourishing Sword Bone demonstrates his exceptional medical skills.

So what's going on now?

This Flower-Picking Thief is not only Sword Cultivator but also Martial Warrior. I've even heard he's an excellent poet, and he's even created a musical instrument and a new art form... and now he's a doctor?

Even Lin Batian was still worried and troubled: what if Jiang Lin took advantage of the situation and tried to take Qingwan?

Honestly, do I really have a very bad impression of this young man?

Thinking back to his conversation with Jiang Lin that day, especially the line "If the heavens had not given birth to Senior Lin, the way of the sword would have been like an eternal night," just that one line alone showed how honest and kind he was.

But Jiang Lin is already married to that Nine-tailed Sky Fox. Does that mean Qingwan will marry him as a concubine?

How could this be! How could a woman of the Lin family become a concubine?

"Alright, my husband, stop wandering around." Madam Lin gently tugged at Lin Batian's sleeve, her eyes filled with a hint of coquettishness.

"But..."

"Didn't you send someone to invite Jiang Lin, sir? We can just wait for Jiang Lin," Madam Lin interrupted. "By the way, it's so late, who did you send to invite Jiang Lin?"

"Oh, I've asked your Sword Servant for help."

"What!"

Suddenly, Madam Lin stood up, her almond-shaped eyes wide open.