"When have I been picky?"

That clear cold voice rang only in the center of the courtyard, and it was then that Ying Ling realized that the legendary figure in the Cultivation World had already appeared.

Today's Liu Xianzi was dressed in black attire and skirt.

Black clothes paired with a black veil, the hem of the skirt adorned with ribbons, a red cord cinching the waist and chest. When the red cord tied at her chest was untied, the cloak slipped off and disappeared on the spot, while the skirt bore white embroidery resembling patterns.

A very simple outfit, but as long as it appeared on Liu Tangxi, it became exceptionally eye-catching.

Thud.

The wine jug was placed on the table.

In today's world, there are countless people in the Cultivation World who admire this Sword Immortal with transcendental strength. Unfortunately, countless people seek in vain, unable to even catch a distant glimpse, let alone approach so closely.

Her eyes were filled with curiosity, respect, and admiration. When dealing with Jiang Feng, she could be arrogant and bicker with that kid, but facing this legendary figure, she became extraordinarily reserved, even a bit at a loss.

She placed one hand on her chest and held her skirt with the other, bowing in salute.

"Junior Ying Ling, greets Liu Jianxian."

"Hmm?"

Turning her head, her eyes carried a hint of interest as she sized up the young girl. She recognized her.

If she remembered correctly, on the day she arrived at Dongliang City, it was this little girl who inexplicably got into a fight outside the city with her own junior brother.

Then.

"Was it you who wanted to break my junior brother's leg and drag him to the Joyful Sect to breed?"

"I... no, I..."

That panicked look was quite rare on Ying Ling, especially when she saw Liu Tangxi's serious expression, which almost made the little girl cry.

Even Jiang Feng couldn't hold back, his shoulders kept shaking, almost brought to tears with laughter, watching the show with great interest. Soon, the seriousness on Liu Tangxi's face disappeared, a barely noticeable smile flitting across her eyes.

With her personality, she usually wouldn't do such a thing as bullying a child, but the longer she lived with her junior brother, the more she picked up his bad habits.

"If his leg breaks, let it break. If you can get a few more seeds at your Joyful Sect, remember to send two babies to Swordmaster Peak, the girls for Joyful Sect, the boys to practice Purple Cloud."

"...Huh?"

For a moment, she couldn't believe her ears.

In external rumors, Liu Tangxi was synonymous with aloofness and mystery. Who would've thought this Sword Immortal could joke around too.

Jiang Feng just hid to the side, snickering. Compared to before, there was less divinity and more humanity on his senior sister.

"No need to be so formal, come and sit. We at Swordmaster Peak don't follow those messy rules. Look at my junior brother, he's never taken me, his senior sister, seriously."

She gestured for Ying Ling to come over. The girl cautiously nodded and then slowly approached.

Meanwhile, Jiang Feng was just shaking the seasoning off his grilled skewer, one hand holding the Jiang bass sizzling with oil, bobbing his head.

"No rumors, no spreading rumors. Ever since entering the mountain gate, I've treated you like the Empress Dowager day and night, serving you with good food and drink. Look, your junior brother got beaten up to a pig's head, yet he's still picking ingredients to cook for you, sigh, how heartbreaking."

Placing things on the table, a bamboo skewer was flicked aside. Although Liu Tangxi wasn't too concerned with appearances, holding and gnawing directly seemed a bit inelegant.

"How do you plan to explain seven days ago?"

"..."

A deep silence fell.

He certainly knew what his senior sister was referring to; it was none other than that day she waited for him in his room, intending to take a nap on his bed, only to be ambushed by him in the dark.

His hands roamed everywhere. Honestly, if his senior sister didn't have a good temperament, a single kick might have rendered him impotent on the spot.

"Well, after taking him to the Joyful Sect to breed, he's of no use. You can deal with him however you want then."

"But, what if they castrate me?"

"Serves you right, you've already hooked up with five women just seven days after leaving the mountain. Adding the girls here, Swordmaster Peak's reputation might be ruined in your hands..."

The siblings' verbal spar was lively, going back and forth in banter.

This scene left Ying Ling dumbfounded. It was hard to imagine someone of such a realm being willing to lower themselves. In her eyes, Liu Xianzi should have only been a mentor in name, but now it seemed more like family, intimate friends.

There was a twinge of envy in her heart; she couldn't help but feel a bit jealous looking at Jiang Feng. Why was it that this young man got such immense fortune?

"Knew you were a scumbag, huh, still argued with my third sister for so long before."

She muttered softly, casting a disdainful glance at Jiang Feng, which instantly agitated him.

"What are you staring at? Did you get addicted to the show after coming here to be a beast of burden? Pour wine! If you're even a little slow, my senior sister and I will just walk away!"

He waved his large hand.

The woman's pretty face quickly turned solemn, as she recalled that she was here at Jiang Feng's behest, reluctantly picking up the cooked green plum wine to pour.

However, when pouring wine for Liu Tangxi, her eyes were sparkling with admiration.

"Junior brother has good taste. Every woman he hooks up with is beautiful with a graceful figure, and their status and background are nothing ordinary. If I'm not mistaken, you should be an Immortal Miao Zhu disciple, a successor of the 'Ying' title, correct?"

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

But Jiang Feng just rolled his eyes and said, "No, I'm not that desperate. There's a reason she's staying here. The Joyful Sect came to negotiate a business deal with me, and, well, she's here as collateral to serve us and play the eunuch role."

Snap!

She almost crushed the wine jug.

Every time, Ying Ling would be infuriated by Jiang Feng, gritting her teeth, but this rascal had someone to back him up. And what did he mean by playing the eunuch role?

Suddenly, she understood.

She was just here to pass the message.

"I thought you had made moves on more women outside. If so, soon even Swordmaster Peak's rooms wouldn't suffice."

"Senior sister, is this the impression you have of me? Let her explain the details, this transaction must have your input..."

Whoosh!

A charred bamboo skewer directly knocked the meat out of the boy's mouth.

"Cough, senior sister, youthful and beautiful beyond compare, when I say senior, it's merely a term of respect for predecessors. Someone as radiant and in their prime as you is in no way considered old. I must request your help."

She glanced at the man.

She never refused when Jiang Feng asked for her help. She once said that Jiang Feng had a pitiful yet tiresome pride, and he would never ask her for help unless absolutely necessary or when the situation wasn't within his control.

"Speak."

Her gaze wasn't on Jiang Feng, but instead, she turned her head to Ying Ling.

The girl was evidently a bit nervous, but Liu Xianzi just took a sip of hot wine, her silver chopsticks rhythmically tapping in her hand.

"Senior Liu, I am Ying Ling, a fourth-generation disciple of the Joyful Sect. Under orders from the Sect Master, I have come here to earnestly request the help of Swordmaster Peak..."

A deep breath.

She recounted everything she knew, including the origins from the previous generation, in full detail.

Under the moonlight, three people sat at the eight-immortal table, with only Ying Ling's clear voice left in the courtyard.

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