Testing, Cling Tightly to Shui Yue, Senior Sister Wen Min

Su Han nodded at Shui Yue's instructions. "Yes, Master."

He then respectfully cupped his hands toward the other Peak Masters present before following Shui Yue out of Yuqing Hall.

Outside Yuqing Hall.

"Master, how are we getting back?"

Su Han looked at Shui Yue and asked curiously.

Shui Yue held out her hand, her voice cool and clear. "Hold on tight."

Hearing this, Su Han hurriedly grasped Shui Yue's slender, fair hand with both of his small hands.

It felt icy cold, as though he were holding a piece of chilled jade.

His Master's personality really matched her hand.

Shui Yue paid no attention to what Su Han was thinking. With a sweep of her left hand, she formed a hand seal.

The next instant, a flying sword abruptly appeared beneath her feet.

Before Su Han could make any preparations—

With a whoosh, Shui Yue took Su Han soaring into the sky.

On the way here, Xiao Yicai's Flying Boat had been very steady. Even while flying through the air, it had felt like sitting on an airplane, without any howling winds.

Su Han had not been especially frightened then.

But Shui Yue seemed to have no intention of playing by the rules. The flying sword she controlled now was incomparably swift and violent.

Su Han felt that if he had not held on tightly enough, he would have been flung straight off.

Thus.

Even though he had lived two lives, Su Han's pupils still contracted from the intense sensation of weightlessness.

At the same time, instinctively, he wrapped both arms tightly around Shui Yue's slim waist.

Because of inertia, Su Han even buried his head deeply against Shui Yue's flat lower abdomen.

Only in this life had Su Han suffered from malnutrition due to his previously muddled state of mind.

As a result, he looked rather small, and his height only just reached Shui Yue's waist. If he had been even a little taller...

Shui Yue probably would have flung him off in shame and anger.

Although Su Han knew that Shui Yue would never let him fall.

There was nothing he could do about it. Facing the howling wind, the complete lack of protection, and such severe weightlessness, fear was simply a human instinct.

Yet when Shui Yue saw Su Han's fear, she nodded in satisfaction, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

He's afraid of Sword Riding Flight.

That makes it unlikely that he is a spy planted by the Buddhist Sect.

Otherwise, he would have had to fly plenty of times on the way from Tianyin Temple to Qingyun Sect. He shouldn't be afraid of Sword Riding Flight. He should have long since become accustomed to it.

Shui Yue had deliberately made the flying sword so violent just now in order to test Su Han.

That was what she thought.

But very soon, Shui Yue's expression grew slightly unnatural.

She could clearly feel Su Han's hurried breaths, warm against her through their clothes as they brushed across her lower abdomen.

For some reason, it made her heart race and her body go weak.

"Su Han, let go of your Master. You... you're holding too tightly."

Hearing Shui Yue's words, Su Han raised his head slightly. Seeing that the flying sword had returned to a stable course, he let out a long breath of relief.

At the same time, he hurriedly released the hands wrapped around Shui Yue.

"I'm sorry, Master. This is my first time experiencing Sword Riding Flight, so I really was a little..."

Shui Yue nodded slightly and did not pursue his improper behavior.

After all, in her eyes, Su Han looked no more than eight or nine years old.

What could such a child know about propriety between men and women?

Thus, Shui Yue instead comforted Su Han in an unusually gentle tone.

"It's normal to be afraid when experiencing Sword Riding Flight for the first time. Your Master was afraid back then too, just like you."

"Once you reach the fourth level of the Yuqing Realm and can fly by controlling objects yourself, you'll get used to it after flying a few more times."

"Yes, Master."

Su Han looked at Shui Yue. The faint, fresh scent of plum blossoms he had smelled earlier still lingered at the tip of his nose.

Now that she had confirmed Su Han was afraid of Sword Riding Flight, Shui Yue did not test him again on the rest of the journey. She steadily carried him toward Little Bamboo Peak.

Soon.

Amid the sea of clouds, an exceptionally steep mountain peak appeared in the distance.

Pointing at it, Shui Yue introduced it to Su Han. "That is Little Bamboo Peak, the place where you will cultivate from now on."

Su Han nodded slightly as he studied Little Bamboo Peak in the distance. So this is where my cultivation begins in the Zhu Xian World!

Shui Yue's sword flight was extremely fast. In less than half an incense stick's time, she had already brought Su Han down onto Little Bamboo Peak.

But the moment Shui Yue landed, a young girl hurried over from the distance.

"Master, you're back!"

The girl called out joyfully to Shui Yue.

However, as she drew closer, she soon looked suspiciously at the little boy holding her Master's hand.

"Master, who is this?"

The girl came to Shui Yue's other side, took her Master's hand, and asked in confusion.

"This is Su Han, a new disciple your Master has accepted. From now on, he is your junior brother."

After introducing Su Han, Shui Yue pointed to the girl and introduced her to him. "This is Wen Min, your senior sister."

"If there is anything you don't understand in the future, you can ask her."

Hearing that, Su Han curiously looked Wen Min up and down.

The girl had delicate features, eyebrows like distant hills, eyes like autumn water, cloudlike hair, and skin as white as snow. A faint smile rested at the corner of her lips, giving her a gentle, approachable air.

Though she wore only the plain white robes of an ordinary disciple, her figure was still graceful and lovely.

A white silk sash was tied around her waist, making her seem even more light and soft. It was easy to see that she would certainly grow into a great beauty.

Although Su Han was sizing Wen Min up, his hands did not slow in the slightest. He cupped his hands slightly.

"Su Han greets Senior Sister Wen Min."

But Wen Min did not immediately return the greeting. Instead, she stared at Su Han in utter surprise.

She truly could not understand why her Master, who had always accepted only female disciples, had made an exception today and brought back a male disciple.

But joy quickly followed.

After all, on Little Bamboo Peak, where all the disciples were women, a male disciple was quite a rare "thing."

Thus, Wen Min quickly nodded at Su Han, her face full of delight and curiosity.

"Hello, Junior Brother Su Han. I am your senior sister, Wen Min."

"If anything happens on Little Bamboo Peak in the future, you can come find me."

"If anyone dares bully you, you can come find me too. I'll teach them a lesson."

As she spoke, Wen Min vigorously waved her little fist.

Su Han smiled at the adorable Wen Min. "Then thank you, Senior Sister."

Seeing her two disciples getting along so well, Shui Yue also nodded slightly.

She then asked Wen Min, "Are there any vacant houses on Little Bamboo Peak right now?"

"One that is separate, not connected to the other disciples' rooms."

Although Su Han was young, some of her disciples were not.

Therefore, Shui Yue intended to have Su Han live alone, preferably somewhere not adjacent to the other female disciples' rooms.

Hearing her Master's question, Wen Min tilted her head, tapping her fair finger against her chin as she thought.

Soon, she seemed to think of something.

"Master, I do know of a room that is quite far from the other disciples, but..."

"But what?"

Hearing this, Shui Yue looked curiously at Wen Min, whose face was filled with hesitation and conflict.