The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 166 Snow Sun Sword

There is still one day left until the Qingtang Sword Sect’s direct disciple competition.

The disciples from other peaks were all training intensively, but there was harmony on Biyue Peak, except for the second senior sister who was being punished.

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"Sister, I was wrong, stop hitting me, Xiaohuan, stop giggling, it's itchy, stop scratching, ah!"

Feng Pan'er was lying on a long and wide bench, with Qin Xueyan and Xiaohuan behind her.

Qin Xueyan had a cold expression on her face. She was spanking Feng Paner's butt with a ruler in her hand, while Xiaohuan was tickling Feng Paner's bare feet with a feather.

Whenever Feng Pan'er made a mistake, Qin Xueyan would punish her like this.

"Senior Sister, I was wrong. I will never bring a script to Master again!"

Feng Paner felt both pain and itchiness and could not bear it any longer, so she begged for mercy repeatedly.

Qin Xueyan found out in the suspended courtyard that Lin Su's scripts were all found by Feng Pan'er, and she became furious. After the morning class at Biyue Peak ended today, she took Feng Pan'er to the top of the peak to punish him.

It was originally stated that the punishment would last for an hour, but before even a stick of incense had passed, Feng Pan'er was already begging with tears in her eyes.

Qin Xueyan had a blank expression on her face and seemed cold, but she finally stopped.

Xiaohuan quickly helped Feng Paner up, and the little girl rushed over and hugged Qin Xueyan's thighs.

"Wuwuwu, Senior Sister, this is none of my business. It was Master who forced me to do this!"

Qin Xueyan looked down at this junior sister, feeling both angry and amused.

Lin Su only accepted two disciples in his life. Qin Xueyan had the highest talent and achievements, while Feng Paner was like a transparent person. He had the title of the master's direct disciple, but he was not good at anything and was the greediest person.

But Qin Xueyan knew that in terms of similar interests, Feng Pan'er and her master were the true master and disciple.

Both of them are so innocent and carefree, and Qin Xueyan treats Pan'er more like a younger sister.

No matter what mistakes her younger sister made, the older sister was reluctant to punish her. Even though she acted so fiercely just now, there was actually not even a single red mark on Feng Paner's butt.

But Pan'er is too young, and it is not good for her to read those messy storybooks so early.

Qin Xueyan said calmly: "I have confiscated all your books. You are not allowed to read them again."

Feng Pan'er suddenly raised her head, looking shocked, "Senior Sister, did you really take the book that we hid under the floor of Xiaohuan's room?"

Xiao Huan almost fainted, "Pan Er, why did you sell me out? The lady has nothing to do with me. It was Pan Er who forced me to watch it with her!"

"No, Senior Sister, Xiao Huan showed it to me. She likes these storybooks the most!"

Qin Xueyan was too lazy to pay attention to these two ungrateful little girls and said coldly:
"Neither of you are allowed to eat meat until the Disciple Competition is over."

"what??"

The two men opened their eyes wide, looking hopeless, and fell to the ground with two thuds.

Qin Xueyan stopped looking at them and walked out of the house.

"Senior Sister, where are you going so late?" Feng Paner sat up and asked.

"I'm going to go out for a while. You two can go back and rest."

After Qin Xueyan finished speaking, she hurried out the door. The sound of breaking air outside the window showed her urgency.

Feng Pan'er and Xiaohuan looked at each other and laughed wickedly. Feng Pan'er reached her hand into her skirt and took out a brand new script book.

"Hehehe, luckily I kept a trick up my sleeve."

The two little girls ran back to Xiaohuan's room, took out the wine and meat, and lay on the table, drinking and eating meat while watching happily.

After reading for a while, Feng Pan'er suddenly said, "Xiao Huan, Senior Sister took all our scripts away. Do you think she has read them?"

Xiao Huan groaned, "Senior sister is only interested in cultivation, why would she watch that kind of thing."

Feng Pan'er said, "My senior sister has been going out every night recently. Is she really going to teach my nephew how to practice martial arts?" Xiao Huan said nonchalantly, "What else? Is she going to meet her lover? The young lady is so proud. Which man in the world can catch her eye?"

"That's right, I won't say any more, let's continue watching, in this episode the cowherd and the beautiful lady are going to have their wedding night!"

"Yes, yes, it's too exciting, come on, hehehe!"

Two hours later.

Outside Xiangdao Peak, in the hidden dense forest.

After the last practice and sparring before the competition, Fang Yang was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by piles of broken spiritual marrow and countless spiritual herbs that could help with a breakthrough.

There was even a third-level demon pill that Fang Yang had just swallowed.

Qin Xueyan was waiting beside Fang Yang, with a rare look of nervousness on her cold face, ready to take action at any time.

Fortunately, Fang Yang's breakthrough this time was very smooth. Half an hour later, a golden light flashed on his body, and strands of silk threads transformed from his innate spiritual power suddenly swept out.

For a moment, the dense forest was filled with innate spiritual silk.

After a moment, the innate spiritual threads that filled the forest were retracted. Fang Yang opened his eyes and met Qin Xueyan's concerned gaze.

"Xueyan, I have reached the second level of the Golden Core."

Facing Fang Yang's burning gaze, Qin Xueyan looked away, concealing the joy on her face, and said lightly:
"Although your cultivation has improved rapidly in the past three months, you have taken a shortcut after all. After the personal disciple competition, you need to consolidate your foundation and stop making rash advances."

"Yes, Xueyan, thank you!"

Fang Yang reached out and gently held Qin Xueyan's hand.

Qin Xueyan was startled and her ears quickly turned red, but she did not pull her hand back. She just turned her head away from Fang Yang. The mahogany hairpin on her head that Fang Yang gave her looked particularly charming in the dark night.

The two of them snuggled together quietly for a moment. Qin Xueyan gently pushed Fang Yang away, slowly stood up, and turned back into the cold and aloof senior sister.

"You must call me Master tomorrow."

Tomorrow is the competition for disciples. In front of outsiders, Qin Xueyan and Fang Yang are still master and disciple.

"Understood, Master. I will take you back."

Fang Yang smiled and said that for him who came from the modern world, the boundary between master and disciple was actually nothing.

There are students and teachers in college who are in love.

"You scoundrel!" Qin Xueyan spat at him in embarrassment, but still let him hold her hand, and the two of them walked out of the dense forest in silence.

"I'm leaving now. This is for you."

Qin Xueyan threw a storage bag to Fang Yang, and then disappeared in a flash.

Fang Yang took the storage bag, opened it and was immediately amazed.

There are actually countless spiritual herbs, elixirs and magical instruments in this storage bag. The worst ones are of third grade, and most of them are used for fighting.

Ning Miaomiao and others had also given him many treasures before, but the total amount given by them was not as much as what Qin Xueyan gave.

Among these magical weapons there is also a long sword, which is full of spiritual energy and flashes with elegant white light. It is actually a fifth-grade treasure!
There is also a word "snow" engraved on the hilt.

Obviously, this sword was specially prepared for him by Qin Xueyan.

But the fairy was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so she didn't hand it to him personally, but hid it in her storage bag.

Fang Yang laughed. Although Fairy Qin was powerful, she was a clumsy girl when it came to emotions.

Fang Yang tried to inject his spiritual power into the sword, but saw a small word appear on the other side of the hilt - Yang.

Fang Yang was stunned, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Xueyang Sword."

(End of this chapter)