Senior Brother Only Needed Her

Taking Xie Jun as his disciple had never been his intention. After she joined him, she repeatedly caused trouble, and Qinghe was always the one who suffered in the end.

Whatever the circumstances, Xie Jun could not escape blame.

Xie Jun offered not a single word in her defense. She suddenly knelt, her gaze resolute. "Master, please teach me martial arts."

"Who gave you the right to call me Master?" Bai Yuqing sneered. He disdained beating around the bush and had never hidden his dislike of Xie Jun. "I told you when I took you in: I only accepted you because Qinghe pleaded on your behalf."

As the Chief Seat of the Demon-Slaying Sect, Bai Yuqing held an exalted position and possessed formidable magic. His lofty bearing was only natural.

Xie Jun knew Bai Yuqing had never acknowledged her. She did not need his acknowledgment, either. All she wanted was to grow stronger!

"I can never repay Senior Brother's kindness. All I can do is become stronger-so strong that no one can hurt him in my presence!"

For Qinghe?

Bai Yuqing raised his eyes and, for the first time, truly looked at the breathtakingly beautiful youth before him.

Her back was straight, her gaze firm and shining.

Bai Yuqing narrowed his eyes. With a lift of his hand, Sharp Sword left its sheath. He tipped the youth's chin up with the blade and stared coldly into his eyes. "Then let's see how far you're willing to go for Qinghe."

With that, Wind-Piercing flicked upward, driving straight toward her throat.

The strike was fierce and swift, without a trace of mercy.

Xie Jun's expression shifted. She hurriedly darted backward, narrowly avoiding it, only to feel liquid trickling down her neck.

She touched it, and her hand came away scarlet.

Had she failed to dodge, she would already have died beneath his sword!

"You're quite good at running for your life. But next time, when you face an enemy ten or a hundred times stronger than you, is running all you'll do? Is this what you meant by doing it for Qinghe?" Bai Yuqing gave a soft scoff and flicked his hand, returning Wind-Piercing to its sheath.

He put his left hand behind his back and looked down at Xie Jun. "I'll give you a one-handed advantage. When you can defeat me using only one hand, then you can speak to me of your lofty ambitions."

The more casually he spoke, the more infuriating he became.

Xie Jun gritted her teeth and threw a punch with all her strength.

The two figures exchanged blows, whipping up gust after gust of fierce wind.

It went on until evening.

When Xiao Qinghe next saw Xie Jun, he jumped in fright.

She staggered, barely managing to remain upright in the doorway. Finally, her strength gave out, and she fell flat to the floor with a thud.

Holy shit!

Even the Octopus Monster hadn't left her in such a sorry state. What happened?

"Junior Sister, who hurt you?" Xiao Qinghe barely managed to support her. Seeing her bruised, swollen face and torn, bloodstained clothes-looking even worse than he did-only deepened his alarm. "Did another demonic creature invade?"

Xie Jun let herself lean against Xiao Qinghe and forced a faint smile. "It was Master..."

Xiao Qinghe: "...???"

Although Master disliked Xie Jun, he was hardly a violent man. Why would he attack her for no reason?

Whatever mistakes Xie Jun had made, she was still his disciple. Surely there was no need to beat her half to death?

"You know Master doesn't like you. Why ask for trouble and provoke him?" Xiao Qinghe applied medicine to her wounds.

Her body was covered in bruises, with scarcely a patch of uninjured skin. Even her stunning face was swollen and discolored. Xiao Qinghe lamented the brutal treatment of such beauty. "Master really hit you too hard."

How could Master bring himself to strike that face, the most beautiful in the world?

"I asked him not to hold back." Xie Jun gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with defiant fighting spirit. "He refused to teach me how to cultivate, so I made him teach me firsthand!"

"So you provoked him into beating you?" Xiao Qinghe was astounded. He had never seen anyone go to such lengths to get themselves thrashed.

"In the end, I fought him to a draw." Xie Jun clenched her teeth. "Unfortunately, he only used his right hand, and he didn't use a weapon. If he used his sword and fought with all his strength, I would be no match for him."

Xiao Qinghe was still too shocked to speak.

Master was a cultivation prodigy who appeared only once in a century, a man of extraordinary gifts. The entire Sect acknowledged him as its strongest fighter, and he ranked among the greatest masters in the world.

Even fighting one-handed, his strength was not to be underestimated.

Yet in just one day, Xie Jun had improved enough to fight their one-handed master to a draw. Such progress was unheard of.

No wonder she became the undisputed archvillain later in the original novel!

There was still over a month before the Heroes' Conference. At this terrifying rate of improvement, wouldn't she obliterate every talented young cultivator of her generation?

Xiao Qinghe silently congratulated himself on choosing the right powerful backer and became even more attentive as he applied the medicine. "Junior Sister, take your clothes off. I'll put the medicine on for you."

Xie Jun stiffened, a suspicious flush rising to the tips of her ears.

When she did not move, Xiao Qinghe suddenly remembered her fear of men, and inspiration struck.

Being afraid of men was fine, as long as she wasn't afraid of women.

Taking off clothes, applying medicine, skin touching skin, innocent intimacy-this scene was practically tailor-made for the male and female leads!

"Wait a moment, Junior Sister!" Xiao Qinghe immediately got up and went out.

"Senior Brother?" Xie Jun was briefly taken aback.

Could Senior Brother be too embarrassed to look at her?

She pressed her lips together, the tips of her ears turning as red as chilies.

Before long, someone returned.

With her back to the door, Xie Jun heard footsteps entering. She hesitated briefly but finally removed her upper garments one by one, revealing her lean, heavily injured torso.

The person behind her paused, then approached and sat down at her back.

Soon, a hand carrying medicinal ointment touched her shoulder.

That touch wasn't Senior Brother's!

She whipped her head around. There was no sign of Xiao Qinghe behind her.

There was only Ouyang Susu, her face flushed crimson.

"Why is it you?" Xie Jun swiftly put her clothes back on, her expression icy.

Ouyang Susu froze, not expecting such coldness. She pouted unhappily. "Senior Brother said you were hurt and insisted I come apply medicine for you. I'm trying to be kind. Why can't you appreciate it?"

"Where's Senior Brother?" Unwilling to waste more words on her, Xie Jun rose to leave.

Ouyang Susu stamped her foot in anger. "Stop!"

She had been pampered since birth. Everyone treated her like something precious and fragile. With just one glance from her, which senior brother in the Sect would not eagerly rush to please her?

This Xie Jun simply did not know what was good for her!

"Do you like me or Senior Brother?!" Ouyang Susu blurted out in her anger.

"Why did Senior Brother send you here?" Xie Jun demanded through clenched teeth.

Because you like me, of course!

Ouyang Susu almost blurted it out. Then she remembered Xiao Qinghe saying that Xie Jun never spoke her true feelings and would certainly refuse to admit it. She gave a haughty little huff. "That's a secret between Senior Brother and me. I'm not telling you!"

"A secret between you and Senior Brother?" Xie Jun clenched her fists, an inexplicable fire seeming to burn in her heart.

She had plenty of people around her to love and pamper her. Why did she keep hovering around Senior Brother, trying to steal him away?

She only had Senior Brother, and Senior Brother only needed her!

That nameless fire burned ever more fiercely, until an ominous air crept over her hauntingly beautiful face.

Ouyang Susu's heart jolted.

For an instant, she actually sensed terrifying demonic energy emanating from Xie Jun!

"The D-Demon Clan?!" Ouyang Susu stumbled back two steps, her lovely face deathly pale.

Xie Jun abruptly came to her senses and quickly turned her back. "Leave. I don't need anyone to apply medicine," she said coldly.

Other people's touch was like maggots burrowing into her bones, unbearable to endure.

Apart from Senior Brother, she disliked anyone touching her.

After being rejected repeatedly, the proud Ouyang Susu grew indignant. "I'm going to tell Senior Brother Xiao you were mean to me again! Just wait and see how he punishes you. Hmph!"

With that, she turned her slender waist and stormed off in a huff.

When she found Xiao Qinghe again, he was washing clothes.

Yes, washing clothes.

A grown man was washing another grown person's clothes.