"I wonder if it's because my cultivation is too low, but whenever I wake up the day after dual cultivating with Junior Brother, my whole body aches, while he feels refreshed and shows no sign of discomfort..."
Those seemingly ordinary words had the impact of an atomic bomb.
Bai Yuqing's expression changed several times, his fists clenching until his knuckles cracked.
"That shameless demon! I will never let him off!"
Xiao Qinghe: "...???!!!"
Master's killing intent is terrifying!
Did I say something wrong?!
That night.
Whatever Bai Yuqing had sensed, he did not sleep a wink.
The chill radiating from him left Xiao Qinghe trembling with fear, keeping him awake all night too.
One session of dual cultivation, double the torment.
The next day.
With the Swordcloud Conference approaching, the various sects eagerly headed toward its venue, the legendary city of fortune and prosperity-
Luo City.
Disciples from various sects occasionally streaked across the sky on flying swords.
Their dashing figures drew admiring looks.
Xiao Qinghe glanced up at the blazing sun overhead and silently climbed into the carriage.
"Master Yu Qing~"
A voice as sweet as an oriole's rang out as a graceful figure in pale yellow floated over, about to land on the carriage.
Bai Yuqing raised a hand and stopped her, his face expressionless. "Master did not rest well last night. The journey is tiring, and he should not be disturbed."
Ouyang Susu pouted her rosy lips, her petulant expression adorably pitiful. "Senior Brother Xiao, you're so mean! You always hog Master Yu Qing. He's mine!"
Little did she know that the person rebuffing her was the real Master Yu Qing.
"It doesn't matter, though. Everything will return to its proper course eventually, and Master Yu Qing will still fall for me." Brimming with confidence, she rode