After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

A delicate, soft hand weakly clung to his chest; the woman lay in his arms, completely unconscious.

Sweat soaked through her nightgown completely.

The thin silk clung to the woman's body, outlining her alluring and beautiful figure.

—Poetry and elegance.

Shi Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

No wonder Ran Menghuan's mournful cries and sobs sounded so familiar in my dream before.

She even appears somewhat delicate and cute.

It turns out... it wasn't Ran Menghuan's voice, but Aunt Ya Ya's.

"Aunt Ya Ya~"

"Aunt Ya Ya..." Shi Yan gently shook the woman's smooth shoulders. But the woman seemed to have no strength left to react, and could only let out faint breaths to indicate that she was still 'alive'.

Although Shiya has decent talent, she doesn't like cultivation.

Therefore, his cultivation level is only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

In Nanjun City, there's practically no one who can bully him anymore.

However... in the face of Shi Yan's all-out "Reversal Snow Chill Technique", Shi Ya, who was at the Foundation Establishment stage, was simply not enough for Shi Yan to absorb.

Energy, physical strength, spiritual energy... were almost completely drained by Shi Yan in an instant.

Just like in a game.

Having exhausted all her energy, Shiya fainted.

And... it will probably take a long time to recover.

A strong sense of guilt immediately arose in Shi Yan's heart.

They wanted to ambush Ran Meng... but ended up taking revenge on Shi Ya instead.

Just then, patter patter—

A series of footsteps came from outside the side room.

"What happened?!" *Clang*

Qin Suhuai had already pushed the door open and entered.

"Wait a minute!!!" Shi Yan hurriedly stopped Qin Suhuai behind the screen.

Qin Suhuai stopped in her tracks.

With an almost viscous sound, Shi Yan helped Shi Ya sit up.

The woman, completely exhausted, lay limp and sprawled in Shi Yan's arms. Both of them were soaked in sweat, looking just like the so-called "greasy senior sister" in web game advertisements.

Even helping someone up was difficult.

The way I and Aunt Ya Ya look now is not how we should meet Qin Suhuai.

Although... for Qin Suhuai, who is at the Nascent Soul stage, such a thin screen is probably of no use at all.

But it's still much better than facing it head-on.

That is indeed the case.

Even... Qin Suhuai might look even more disheveled than Shi Yan had imagined.

The yard isn't very big.

For Qin Suhuai, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, she could hear and see every slight movement in the courtyard.

Although you can usually choose to turn a deaf ear and pretend you didn't see it.

But... whenever Qin Suhuai thought about sleeping in the opposite room and being taken care of by Shi Yan, her gaze and hearing seemed to drift involuntarily towards him.

Qin Suhuai's world is no longer centered on herself, but on... her teacher's words.

Just like the night before, she had no idea how to fall asleep that night.

I wanted to hone my sword spirit, but it was as chaotic as a tangled mess.

Qin Suhuai had never encountered anything like this before.

As the embodiment of swordsmanship, she has never encountered any setbacks in the art of swordsmanship.

I want to tell myself...

This is precisely the opportunity to hone one's swordsmanship.

Baojianfeng comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.

But... just thinking about tempering... tempering...

He would picture Shi Yan nestled in his arms, seemingly unintentionally, yet deliberately teasing him, as he exhaled sword intent that traced his surroundings.

"It's broken—"

"It's completely broken—"

Before I can fencing with Shi Yan, I probably won't be able to function normally.

Qin Suhuai could only hold the purple sword, curled up on the bed, tossing and turning in bed.

Her mind was filled with images of Shi Yan's soft little hand holding hers, earnestly saying, "Once the matter of that demonic cultivator is resolved, Sister Su Huai will come and teach me swordsmanship, okay~~~"

Qin Suhuai was so excited that she felt like she was going crazy.

He wished he could directly draw upon his righteous energy to power the lightning strike and find out where that witch was.

After learning about the witch, Yi Jian went to get close to Shi Yan.

"strangeness..."

What is "贴贴" (tie tie)?

Didn't I want to teach the way of swordsmanship?

Just as the teacher said.

A girl who is always shy and withdrawn is not easy to open up.

But...if she had something to hope for, then it would be completely different.

"I'll come back later." With a panicked voice choked with sobs, Qin Suhuai fled in haste.

Even when she was escaping, the eldest sister didn't forget to close the door behind her.

Hearing Qin Suhuai's hurried breathing and footsteps fade into the distance, no... it should be said that he directly spiraled into the sky on the spot.

Qin Suhuai directly used her body to control the sword and soared into the sky, trying to calm herself down a bit.

Shi Yan picked up Shi Ya in his arms and prepared to take her to the bath.

Although Shiya was weak, her body was burning hot.

Shi Yan tested the water temperature before carrying Shi Ya into the bath.

They wanted to call Jiuzhou for help, but found that Jiuzhou didn't react at all.

The jade sword, which was as long as his palm, was also covered in sweat.

Shi Yan said that he had to handle everything alone.

Fortunately... this wasn't the first or second time she'd dealt with something like this.

This time it's just a little more troublesome; we'll have to replace almost the entire set of mattresses.

High in the sky, Qin Suhuai's face had been chilled by the cold wind, but her heart was still burning hot.

She looked shyly at the yard, which was now almost the size of a palm-sized box.

"Take one more look..."

"Just... one glance."

After tidying everything up, Qin Suhuai pushed open the door almost at the last minute.

Shi Yan had just pulled the blanket up for Shi Ya when she looked at Qin Suhuai and gave her a shy smile.

Even Shi Yan would sometimes feel shy if someone stared at her like that.

So she didn't do anything strange at all just now.

The two sat down at a low table on the other side of Shiya's bedroom.

Originally, Shi Yan wanted to say... not to disturb Aunt Ya Ya's rest, but to sit down and talk in Qin Suhuai's room.

But Qin Suhuai hurriedly refused.

Lowering their voices, the two whispered about what had just happened.

Qin Suhuai sat opposite Shi Yan.

There was only a dim candle on the low table, which made the girl's skin look warm and smooth.

The girl had just finished bathing... and the rich, sweet fragrance wafted into Qin Suhuai's nose.

Her hands were nervously clenched together, her eyes fixed on the table, yet it seemed as if she were 'looking' at the girl in front of her from every angle.

It seems that she didn't dry herself thoroughly after showering.

The thin white silk dress, like water-soaked icing, clung to the girl's body, outlining the vibrant and captivating lines of her limbs.

Her wet hair draped over the girl's small shoulders, and water droplets, glistening in the dim candlelight, splashed down her earlobes.

It's like the most exquisite earrings.

pat-

Qin Suhuai felt her heart skip a beat.

She can watch quietly like this for a whole year.

Although the strange, clamorous desire to engage in fencing and swordplay was almost wearing down her will, Qin Suhuai felt that her heart had never been so calm.

My own sword intent... though chaotic, is indeed expanding and growing.

"Sister Suhuai?" A small, white hand reached out to Qin Suhuai and gently shook it.