Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 440: Qingfei, you won’t blame me, your master, in the future, right?
I don't know how much time has passed...

The office door was suddenly pushed open with a "bang" sound.

"Teacher! I heard you were looking for A-Li, what does he want?"

Following the crisp sound, Huo Qingfei rushed in, with her high black ponytail swinging in a sharp arc behind her head.

She was wearing a tight black martial arts uniform with a dark red belt tied around her waist, which outlined the girl's emerging figure in an imposing and heroic manner.

But when she saw the scene inside the office clearly, she stopped suddenly, and her shoes and boots made a slight friction sound on the floor.

Huo Qingfeng narrowed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath. She saw that both her A'li and her master, Yin Mulin, were sitting upright in the office, not behaving properly.

but……

The girl's keen intuition can still capture the abnormal fluctuations remaining in the air at this moment.

Her eyes scanned back and forth between Wang Li and Yu Mulin like a knife, her violet pupils shrinking slightly.

Huo Qingfei vaguely sensed that some indescribable subtle changes seemed to have taken place in his teacher, Mulin.

The mortal goddess in Xunri, although covered in a red dress like the mortal world, her temperament is always cold, ethereal, holy and noble, like a celestial being, and people dare not blaspheme.

but now……

The teacher's red Han-style long skirt had been changed into a more fitted style at some point. Her slender waist and plump hips swayed gracefully, outlining a breathtaking curve under the thin fabric.

The Qi waves rippling around her body became more and more abundant, like a jar of aged wine that has finally reached its best drinking period; even her breath carried an intoxicating fragrance.

"Qingxie, you are here."

"What were you about to say? Why did you suddenly stop talking?"

The slightly hoarse voice of Mulin pulled Huo Qingxue back from his nearly out-of-control thoughts.

She seemed to have seen the dazed look in her disciple's eyes. She chuckled softly and parted her red lips. Although her tone was still cold, it inexplicably had a hint of warmth.

She leaned against her desk, her slender fingers tucking her falling black hair behind her ears, causing ripples in her hair like ocean waves.

The teardrop mole at the corner of her eye gleamed in the sunlight, and the newly painted rosy eye makeup gave her a dignified yet breathtaking charm.

The red fabric wrapped around her body was as thin as a cicada's wing, and her crystal-clear skin like fat jade could be vaguely seen inside, which was hazy under the light.

Huo Qingxue swallowed unconsciously.

As a witch who also practiced the magic skills of the mortal world, she could clearly sense the amazing charm emanating from her teacher - that was not a deliberate charm, but the celestial demonic brilliance that naturally flowed out when her cultivation broke through the critical point.

As the only disciple of Yu Mulin, Huo Qingxun naturally knew how long and how exhausted her teacher had been tortured by the bottleneck from "Martial Lord" to "Martial Saint".

But this bottleneck is itself a flaw in the Red Dust Demon Cult's supreme martial arts manual. The higher the level of cultivation, the deeper one will be trapped in it, and it will be difficult to extricate oneself.

If he wanted to make further progress, he had to achieve "harmony between heaven and man" and let the strongest people from both heaven and man in the Red Dust Demon Sect practice dual cultivation. Otherwise, it would be impossible to break through.

Over the past thousand years, there have been countless geniuses in the Red Dust Demon Sect. Some of them wanted to change the very foundation of the Red Dust Demon Sect, and thus find another way, practice a single path, and break through to become a peerless genius of "Martial Saint", but they all failed without exception.

But now, Huo Qingfeng actually smelled a different kind of energy from her teacher. She was so lively, light and delicate, as if someone had injected a spring of hope into her body, and she was undergoing a transformation all the time.

There is no longer the previous feeling of being old and decadent, with a feeling of slow decline!
But what confused her was that this unnatural change seemed to have only occurred after Ari entered the teacher's office today.

Wasn't it like this in the morning?
"So it was Ari who brought these changes to the teacher?"

"But does Ari have such great power?!"

Especially the gaze that the teacher inadvertently fell on A'li, Huo Qingfeng saw it clearly, it was really too hot!
"This, this, something must have happened here! I don't know what happened!" In an instant, Miss Huo's sixth sense was frantically giving warnings, but she didn't know where the warnings came from, which made her even more restless.

Before I knew it, an indescribable atmosphere filled the office, like the suffocating heat before a rainstorm.

But Wang Li's reaction was faster. He turned around with a bright smile on his face: "Qingxie! My teacher is telling me about the martial arts contest! Do you have anything to ask?"

Huo Qingfei approached doubtfully, his shoes and boots tapping out a crisp rhythm on the floor.

"You guys just...really just talking about the competition?"

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously, looking back and forth between the two of them.

The atmosphere in the office was obviously not right——

The teacher's remaining Qi field in the air had not yet completely dissipated. The suspicious blush on her cheeks, and Wang Li's seemingly relaxed but actually alert posture, all made her feel a sense of inexplicable uneasiness.

Mulin coughed lightly and quickly regained his usual composure.

She gracefully adjusted her body, and her skirt fell like flowing water, covering her long, beautiful legs again.

"Ahem, Qingxue, you're here just in time."

The goddess' voice returned to its usual cold and clear tone, no longer hoarse, "I am trying to persuade Wang Li not to participate in the martial arts competition next month, but..."

Upon hearing this, Huo Qingxun immediately turned to Wang Li, with his hands on his hips: "Ah Li, you did a great job this time! This is a rare opportunity! I heard that young heroes from all over the country will come to Laijun City to participate in this martial arts competition this time!"

Her voice suddenly rose, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "Ari, even if you don't get any rank, it's great to see the world!"

Wang Li looked at her childhood sweetheart, full of energy, with warmth in her eyes.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Teacher Qingxie." Wang Li said with a smile and deliberately made an exaggerated bow.

Huo Qingxue proudly raised her chin, revealing her swan-like slender neck: "That's pretty good!"

She turned to Ying Mulin, her eyes full of confidence, "Teacher, don't worry, I will train Ah Li to be a qualified contestant in the next few days, and strive to make his martial arts skills break through to the next level!"

"Yes, yes, then as long as you are happy, my disciple."

Looking at his disciple's dark purple eyes sparkling with joy, Mulin felt a little flustered at this moment.

The angel turned her face away unconsciously, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her cheek.

Especially recalling what he had just experienced, Qing Mulin felt even more guilty and embarrassed: "Qing Fei, you won't blame me, your master, in the future, right?"

(End of this chapter)