The Cool and Aloof Senior Sister Always Flirts with Me

Chapter 101: Lady San

Jiutian Xuan Fire.

Yan Jue had long known Yun Zhen possessed fire-based spiritual roots, but she hadn't expected the fire's devastating power to be so overwhelming.

When a sinister presence approached the rooftop, Yun Zhen detected it in an instant. Such was the terrifying ability of a high-level cultivator of the Eighth Realm; even while occupied with other matters, her spiritual awareness extended in every direction.

Yan Jue flew over, stepping onto the rooftop to respectfully salute Yun Zhen, relaying what she had just witnessed inside the room.

Yun Zhen sighed, "I may have overdone it. Who would've thought that little demon would be so weak?"

Yan Jue blinked, startled. "Master, are you saying that was...?"

She glanced at Yun Zhen and quickly looked away. Yun Zhen's attire was slightly disheveled; she was even barefoot, her snow-white feet resting lightly on the shattered beams, the faint blue veins and smooth, pink nails visible.

Yan Jue: "..."

The sight was more of a shock than she anticipated.

Yun Zhen said, "It was a cursed eagle spirit."

Though Yun Zhen's Jiutian Xuan Fire had already subsided, the air still felt hot, and traces of a fiery scent lingered.

Yan Jue was about to speak when her gaze fell on someone in the room below—a strikingly beautiful woman. Her robe was slightly ruffled, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her cheeks, like Yun Zhen's, tinged with a faint blush. Her narrow, phoenix-like eyes sparkled with a bit of mist as she looked up at them, her expression carrying strong displeasure.

Their eyes met for a moment, and Yan Jue felt a jolt of recognition. This woman looked oddly familiar, as though she'd seen her somewhere before.

The woman stared back, her expression flashing with surprise, disbelief, and confusion before she turned away.

Suddenly, a breeze swept past as Qi Xianqing arrived. He scanned the area before squatting down to inspect a token, half-charred by divine fire, now faintly gleaming with a bronze sheen. The token bore the words "Zhan Sha" (Exorcist).

Handing it to Yun Zhen, Qi Xianqing explained, "Master, this token is from Zhan Sha Cliff, the same place those creatures that pursued me in Yuxu Sea belong."

Yun Zhen took a brief glance and said indifferently, "I don't know much beyond that, except you're certainly being watched."

Qi Xianqing gazed at her, taken aback. His master, a formidable figure of the Eighth Realm, always exuded a powerful, almost oppressive presence. Yet now, her usual overwhelming aura seemed a bit subdued.

What was happening here? He couldn't help but wonder about the strange sensation of demon energy around Yun Zhen.

With a gentle pat on his shoulder, Yun Zhen spoke, "The Soul-Summoning Banner has been secured. Let's go to the inn and examine it properly. I went to great lengths to borrow it from my friend." She emphasized "great lengths" with a slight smile.

A loud crash came from below.

Qi Xianqing fought the urge to look down. "Yes, Master."

Although the roof had been shattered, for someone like Yun Zhen, a simple gesture could restore it as good as new. Together, she and Qi Xianqing walked out of the Chunman Pavilion.

As they left, Yun Zhen kept Yan Jue uninvolved, suspecting that Qi Xianqing's speculation was merely a hunch. The power dynamics within Wulong Sect were intricate, and things were not as harmonious as they appeared. A direct confrontation between those in the Eighth Realm could spell disaster.