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

Chapter 207 I'm Doing Well
"Madam, madam? Are you okay?"

In the spacious room, next to the green bamboo screen, there is a large bed that is over ten feet long.

The fairy with fair skin and graceful figure lay on her back, with her beautiful hair spread out in a circle behind her head, like a blooming crabapple tree.

The pretty face at the center of the flower flushed, her eyes were blurred, and she was panting. Fang Yang called her several times before the fairy opened her eyes tiredly and said angrily:
"Why are you taking longer and longer?"

The fairy's voice was soft and coquettish, as if she was complaining, but in fact it concealed more shyness and satisfaction.

Fang Yang said apologetically: "Then I'll be faster tomorrow?"

The two of them had finished their practice tonight. Qin Xueyan rolled her eyes at him and sat up with some difficulty. Fang Yang considerately helped her put on her clothes.

Qin Xueyan took a breath for a moment, opened her eyes, and regained her cold and stern demeanor. She said calmly:

"You need to integrate what you have learned from tonight's training during the day. I will come to test you tomorrow night!"

"Yes, madam!"

Fang Yang answered respectfully, and Qin Xueyan finally regained her dignity as a master. She snorted, removed the isolation formation, turned around and walked out of the room.

I happened to meet four women standing at the door.

The five girls were all stunned.

"Senior Sister?!"

Feng Pan'er looked surprised.

"Miss, why are you here?"

Xiaohuan was also confused.

"." Ling'er vaguely guessed something and lowered her head in silence.

"Sister, sister!" Bai Mu'er uttered the human voice with difficulty. Qin Xueyan was a little surprised. She touched her head, her expression softened slightly.

Then he said to Xiao Huan and Feng Pan'er, "I am here to supervise this evil disciple's training. What are you doing here?"

Feng Paner said quickly: "Let's bring some food to nephew."

Qin Xueyan said: "He can cook, so he won't be hungry."

"Since we are here, why don't we go in and take a look at him."

Xiao Huan wanted to go in, but was bounced back by a ball of spiritual power. Qin Xueyan said:
"The evil disciple is tired today, so don't bother him."

Since she said so, no one else dared to say anything more and just followed her obediently.

Xiao Huan whispered to Feng Pan'er, "Young lady is really strict with her apprentice. She makes me practice so hard at this late hour."

Feng Pan'er shuddered, "Fortunately, Fang Yang helped me attract attention, otherwise I would be the miserable person!"

Ling'er looked back at the charming courtyard at night, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

Second night.

Fang Yang made boiled beef, stir-fried kidney and fish head tofu soup.

It was still the dish I had made for Qin Xueyan in Yunyu Town.

Qin Xueyan arrived on time, wearing a long robe, looking cool and reserved. The two finished their meal in silence.

Fang Yang walked in front of Qin Xueyan. The fairy cooperated by opening her arms and letting Fang Yang pick her up horizontally.

The long robe fluttered off, and Fang Yang realized that the fairy was only wearing undergarments and a gauze underneath, which was faintly visible under the moonlight and extremely alluring.

"Miss?"

It was the first time that Qin Xueyan dressed like this, and Fang Yang was stunned for a moment.

Qin Xueyan wrapped her arms around Fang Yang's neck and put her red lips next to his ear:

"Don't let your imagination run wild. This is for cultivation."

"Okay, for the sake of practice."

It was two hours later when it ended.

There will still be three training sessions tonight. The Yin-Yang Art of Ice and Fire will be integrated in their bodies for three rounds, which will be of great benefit to their cultivation.

The third night, the fourth night, the Nth night. It was like this day after day, and night after night.

Fang Yang's self-reflection period in the medicine farm halfway up the mountain increased every year. In the first year, Xiao Huan and Feng Pan'er pleaded for Fang Yang, but in the second and third years, they found that Fang Yang seemed to be enjoying himself and stopped interfering.

Ling'er practiced the Nine-Tailed Fox Scroll during the day and trained in assassination techniques at night.

Bai Mu'er sleeps during the day and goes to the medicinal fields to steal magical herbs at night, and her figure becomes more and more plump.

Time flies, and ten years have passed without me noticing. The moonlight tonight is bright, falling on the small courtyard halfway up the mountain, and shining through the window lattice onto the slightly messy bed sheets.

Qin Xueyan was wearing a gauze dress, revealing her jade-like shoulders. Her hair was disheveled, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, but her eyes were also extremely cold:
"The Yuanying Dao Sect is extraordinary. Don't be impatient. You need to absorb and integrate it slowly. I will be by your side to protect you."

Fang Yang agreed, sat cross-legged, and sank his mind into his body.

At this time, his cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Golden Core. Standing at the peak of the Golden Core, in front of him was the magnificent and majestic huge Taoist gate.

Behind this huge door is the Nascent Soul Realm that countless immortal cultivators dream of.

Qin Xueyan threw out dozens of talismans in her hands, protecting the courtyard firmly. She was a little tired, but her beautiful eyes were extremely clear, staring at Fang Yang without blinking.

Outside the window, the sun rises, reaches noon, and then sets.

This was repeated dozens of times. Finally, at dawn again, Fang Yang opened his eyes, and a powerful and immense spiritual energy surged up into the sky, breaking through the clouds.

Countless disciples in various parts of Qingtang Mountain looked up in astonishment.

"Nascent Soul!"

"Someone has broken into the Nascent Soul stage!"

"It's in the direction of Biyue Peak!"

"Could it be Senior Sister Feng Pan'er?"

"Senior Sister Feng is lazy, how can she enter the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Most likely it's Senior Sister Zhuang!"

Before people finished speaking, a cold and murderous pink spiritual power rose into the sky from the top of Biyue Peak!

“Two people from Biyue Peak entered the Nascent Soul stage at the same time?!”

"It's worthy of being the Biyue Peak of the senior sister!"

"Who are they?"

On Zhijian Peak, in a Xiantian cave where people have been in seclusion for ten years, a gentle spiritual power slowly rises. It is not as domineering or murderous as the previous two Nascent Soul spiritual powers. It is like a long river, gently winding, yet endless.

On the top of the Demon-Slaying Peak, a ball of intense spiritual energy exploded from the crown of a towering tree, almost punching a hole in half the sky. A cheerful voice rang out:
"Hahaha, I've entered the Nascent Soul stage. I've made it!"

The disciples of Qingtang Sword Sect looked at each other.

"Is this Senior Sister Wang Yujiao from Demon Slaughter Peak?"

"She has also entered the Nascent Soul stage!"

"Four more Nascent Soul cultivators appeared in Qingtang Mountain in one day!"

"My Qingtang Sword Sect is invincible!"

Fang Yang withdrew his spiritual power and activated the Fire Separation Technique. A ball of red flame flew out from his palm, circling the mountain like a dragon, and flew back into Fang Yang's body.

"The Fire Separation Technique has reached the fourth level!"

Fang Yang was delighted, and immediately released his innate spiritual power, which turned into strands of spiritual silk, spreading and expanding, and soon covered half of Qingtang Mountain.

"Madam, a guest has arrived."

The innate spiritual silk sensed something, Fang Yang said to Qin Xueyan.

Qin Xueyan waved her hand lightly, put on her dress, and looked outside the courtyard with a calm expression.

"Let's go to the summit."

The two soon reached the top of the mountain. Ling'er, who had also entered the Nascent Soul stage, also walked out of her residence. Xiaohuan and Feng Pan'er surrounded them and cheered.

Two figures flew over from the distance, one was as gentle as water, and the other was petite and pure.

Qin Xueyan and Fang Yang looked at each other and went forward together.

Two figures fell down. Luo Linger, who was wearing a cloud-patterned white gauze dress, landed on the ground and smiled softly:

"Congratulations to Junior Sister Zhuang and Junior Brother Fang for entering the Nascent Soul stage. Today, four Nascent Souls have appeared. Our Qingtang Sword Sect is becoming more and more prosperous!"

"Thank you, Uncle Luo." Fang Yang and Ling'er bowed.

Luo Linger said: "There is another happy event today, Xiaolian, come and meet the uncles."

The petite female cultivator behind her stepped out gracefully and saluted towards Qin Xueyan and the others:
"Meet Uncle Qin, Uncle Feng, and Uncle Zhuang."

Then she looked at Fang Yang again, her face slightly red:

"Hello, Senior Brother Fang. My name is Sheng Xiaolian."

(End of this chapter)