I Want to See What Senior Sword Spirit Looks Like

"Master."

Nalan Yanran stood before Yun Yun. The little girl looked like an exquisite porcelain doll.

"Well, from now on, you'll be staying in the sect. You'll live in the room next to mine. Someone will look after you, and someone will teach you how to cultivate."

"When I have time, I'll guide you as well. You must cultivate diligently, understand?" Yun Yun said.

"Understood, Master."

"Mm, good girl."

Nalan Yanran was far more obedient than Yun Yun had imagined.

She liked obedient children best.

If they were disobedient, crying and making a fuss, her head would ache to death.

Still, this meant that the Nalan family had truly taken Misty Cloud Sect's side, so all the effort she had put in had not been in vain.

"La la la..."

Yun Yun hummed a little tune as she bathed, clearly in a very good mood.

"You seemed to have visited your master today. What did he say that made you so happy?" Wu Changqing floated outside and asked with interest.

Although Yun Shan was in seclusion, Yun Yun could still visit him from time to time.

"Today, I talked with Master about everything that's happened recently."

"Master especially praised me for doing well in taking Yanran as my disciple. He even said that I was beginning to look like a sect master." Yun Yun's tone was cheerful.

Being praised by the master she admired was indeed something worth celebrating for her.

"No wonder you're so happy."

"But it's all thanks to Senior Sword Spirit!" Yun Yun lifted the curtain to the bathing room. She lay against the edge of the bath barrel, revealing her snowy-white shoulders as she looked at Wu Changqing floating in the air.

"If Senior Sword Spirit hadn't taught me, I wouldn't have known to do this either."

"Mm, at least you have a conscience and haven't forgotten my kindness."

"It's a pity I already have a master. Otherwise, I definitely would have taken Senior Sword Spirit as my master," she said.

"Even if you wanted to take me as your master, I might not agree."

"Ah? Senior Sword Spirit, how can you be so heartless?" Yun Yun pouted.

The woman's playfulness and sweetness were fully displayed on her.

Although Wu Changqing was still a sword, he could clearly see the woman before him.

Looking at Yun Yun's slightly coquettish yet playful and adorable appearance, he suddenly felt an urge to protect her for the rest of his life.

"Senior Sword Spirit, why did you suddenly stop talking?"

"Senior Sword Spirit, did you fall asleep?"

"Senior Sword Spirit~"

"Shut up. You're so annoying!"

Fine. Wu Changqing felt that he might really have been a little impulsive.

This woman could be quite annoying sometimes.

Time passed day by day, and half a year went by.

Yun Yun had become increasingly proficient as sect master. Under Wu Changqing's guidance, she gradually got the hang of many matters.

Her image within the sect had also gradually become more imposing.

Sometimes, she personally guided the sect disciples in cultivation, and she also made time to teach Nalan Yanran.

Although Nalan Yanran was her disciple, she was still young, so there was no need to be too strict with her.

In everyone's eyes, Yun Yun had become a powerful, dependable sect master who was still gentle and beautiful.

But every night when she returned to her room, Yun Yun would let loose and complain to Wu Changqing about all kinds of things that had happened during the day.

For example, some disciples were too stupid to learn no matter how much she taught them, or some people made mistakes and she could not simply scold them.

She also had to constantly mind her image and follow all sorts of rules, which left her feeling quite stifled.

Only at night, when she returned to the private world she shared with Wu Changqing, could she complain to her heart's content.

Of course, when it came to her complaints, Wu Changqing mostly switched into mute mode. Only when Yun Yun asked whether he was still there would he make a little sound.

After all, women were very capable when it came to complaining. He could not run away, so he could only choose silence.

The next day.

"Elder Gu He has returned!"

"It's Elder Gu He!"

Misty Cloud Sect suddenly became lively.

Many disciples came out to welcome him, and even the elders personally came out.

That was because the one returning was Misty Cloud Sect's honorary elder, the Jia Ma Empire's number one alchemist—the Pill King, Gu He!

Gu He wore an alchemist's robe and had a refined, gentle manner. His smile was highly approachable, and many Misty Cloud Sect disciples admired him.

This time, Gu He had returned after traveling abroad for half a year, so naturally everyone had come out to welcome him.

Even Yun Yun personally came out to greet him. "Elder Gu He, welcome back."

Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Gu He's smile became even gentler, and his gaze softened as well. "Yun Yun, I heard you've officially become sect master now. Congratulations."

"Thank you. Elder Gu He, you must be tired after such a long journey. Hurry back and get some rest." Yun Yun smiled brightly.

"Alright."

Gu He smiled and returned with the disciples behind him to the Alchemy Pavilion that belonged exclusively to him.

Gu He...

Wu Changqing was held in Yun Yun's hand, and he too saw this legendary Pill King.

After being at Misty Cloud Sect for so long, this was his first time seeing Gu He.

Since he had never seen him before, Wu Changqing had been curious where Gu He had gone.

So he had been traveling abroad.

That night, Yun Yun and the elders personally held a banquet to welcome Gu He back.

Gu He was now a sixth-tier alchemist, an extremely important figure to Misty Cloud Sect. Naturally, he had to be received with the highest honors.

After the meal, the banquet ended.

Gu He personally walked Yun Yun back to her courtyard.

"Yun Yun, congratulations on becoming sect master."

"Thank you."

Yun Yun merely thanked him politely.

Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Gu He's lips moved as if he had something to say, but in the end, he did not say it.

"Then get some rest early."

"Mm, you should rest early too."

The two parted just like that, and Yun Yun closed the door.

"That Gu He likes you," Wu Changqing said.

"How could Senior Sword Spirit tell?"

"Nonsense. Only an idiot wouldn't be able to tell."

"Alright, quite a lot of people do know that he likes me." Yun Yun quickly accepted the fact.

"Then do you like him?"

"No." Yun Yun answered decisively.

"That's the Pill King Gu He, a sixth-tier alchemist, and he's quite handsome too."

"So what? If I don't like him, I don't like him. It has nothing to do with how impressive he is. Besides, he's not really my type," Yun Yun said.

"Actually, I don't really have any expectations for emotions or love. I even feel that I might never meet someone I like in my entire life."

"When I get old, maybe I'll become a nun. When the time comes, Senior Sword Spirit, you'll have to go to the nunnery with me too."

"I'm not going."

Wu Changqing flew over and hung himself on the wall.

Yun Yun lay on the table, her bright eyes watching Wu Changqing.

"By the way, Senior Sword Spirit, we've been together for so long, but I don't think I even know what you look like," she said.

"Don't you see what I look like every day? Can't you see such a long sword?"

"Oh, you know that's not what I mean."

"All things that gain spirits must have the form of a soul. Although Senior Sword Spirit, you still can't condense into a physical form, your soul must have already taken shape."

"I want to see what Senior Sword Spirit truly looks like."