My Cold Sword Master

Shangguan Yun looked at the stunned beautiful woman and approached her curiously: "Um... Auntie? Auntie."

"Ah, um..." The boy's handsome face suddenly approached her, causing a trace of panic and shame to flash in the eyes of the beautiful woman who was already a little flustered.

In the past, she might have felt soft-hearted towards the boy's intimacy.

But after last night, her originally gentle heart began to develop a strange feeling for the young man she had taken care of for twelve years. This intimate behavior now made her feel upset.

Su Wanrou gathered her long black hair to hide her panic and said softly, "Auntie is fine."

"Yun'er, go find Wanqiu first." She stroked the boy's messy hair and said softly, "After some time, Yun'er and Auntie will go to Yanyun."

The young man tilted his head and felt that his aunt was a little strange today.

"Well, Yun'er is going to find her master." The young man picked up the hairband on the table and hurried out.

"Sigh..." Su Wanrou looked back at the young man's back, sighed softly, lowered her eyes to look at the medicine bowl in her hand, but it was obscured by a hazy and round white veil.

She was stunned, and then she remembered the boy's words "very white", and her gentle face turned red with embarrassment.

The author says:

Author's words: The original article was intended to be about dual cultivation for warmth...but it was killed by the editor.

But this perception is better.

Chapter 4: My Cold and Beautiful Sword Master

The young man left the beautiful woman's boudoir, patted his slightly hot face, put on his white clothes and went out.

When passing the Qingquan Mountain Waterfall, a strange rustling sound made the boy stop.

"jingle--"

The sound of a light and ethereal bell interrupted the young man's beautiful heart. Along with the bell sound, a soft and petite white creature flew into his arms from behind the clear spring waterfall.

"Ah, Aunt Bai, don't jump out like this." Shangguan Yun hurriedly raised his hand to catch the petite thing, picked it up from his arms, and said helplessly.

The white fox that came into his arms was no bigger than an ordinary puppy. It had a nimble and light body, soft and smooth fur, twin tails, and a bright red fire pattern like a flame between its beautiful red eyes.

This white fox was originally a spiritual beast that accidentally entered the Jiange Mountain Protection Formation and was seriously injured. He picked it up by chance in the back mountain and adopted it as a spiritual pet.

Although it was called a spiritual pet, the white fox's elegant and lively demeanor always made him feel like a graceful and elegant lady. In addition, it was a female and a white fox, so he was used to calling her Aunt Bai.

The white fox looked at him lazily with its red eyes, and its long, soft white tail wrapped around his fingertips, and it stretched out its snow-white claws to climb onto the boy's slender shoulders.

She sniffed the boy's wet hair with her pink nose, and after confirming that there was no other female scent in the hair of this boy she was so close to, her fiery eyes showed laziness, and she jumped onto his shoulder very naturally and lay down lazily. When she opened her fox mouth slightly, a few spiritual herbs filled with spiritual essence fell down.

Shangguan Yun took the spiritual herbs and took a look. They were some ninth-grade spiritual herbs, which were necessary for refining the ninth-grade elixir, the Soul-Nourishing Pill. Directly refining them could achieve 70% of the effect.

Judging from the jade-colored roots and emerald-like leaves, the quality is top-notch.

"Aunt Bai, did you go to Jiange Spiritual Medicine Garden to steal medicine again?" Shangguan Yun raised his eyebrows, feeling a little helpless.

After saving the white fox, she often brought herself some spiritual herbs from the spiritual herb garden in the back mountain. Most of them were low-level spiritual herbs like the spiritual grass, and she refused to change her ways despite repeated warnings.

Hearing this, the white fox just looked at him lazily, stretched out its soft tail to scratch his face, then picked up the spiritual grass in the boy's hand and was about to return it as usual, but this time it was stopped.

"It's just right for trying out alchemy."

The young man held the spiritual herb and smiled gently, recalling the recipe of the spiritual pill in his mind.

[Yunling Pill]: A ninth-grade elixir, medicinal ingredients: Yunling grass and purple heart orchid.

【Effect】: Enhance spiritual essence.

The master never allowed him to touch elixirs. Sword practitioners cannot rely on external forces, otherwise the sword will become dull.

But that doesn't mean he is not allowed to make pills. He would like to try and see if he can use the sword essence to make pills himself.

Moreover, his aunt’s injury did not allow him to stay in the Qi Condensation Stage any longer. It was better for his sword to be blunt than for something to happen to his aunt.

The white fox looked at him strangely, with human emotions emerging in its eyes: How come you, stupid guy, suddenly got wise today?

"Speaking of which, Aunt Bai." The young man thought of his trip to Yanyun.

The white fox raised its head and tilted it.

"I have to leave for Yanyun in two days. I don't know when I will be back." The young man stroked the soft ears of the white fox. This was an intimate gesture that only he could do to the white fox. He chuckled and said, "You should just..."

Before he finished speaking, the white fox yawned lazily, then jumped off Shangguan Yun's shoulder under his puzzled gaze, came to a huge rock under the waterfall, and stretched out its snow-white claws to scratch it.

As if she was preparing to clear out her belongings, she dug out at least a hundred spiritual herbs, all of which were of top quality. She then circled around another patch of water grass, and a bunch of purple-hearted orchids fell in front of the boy like a bundle of weeds.

They are all medicinal materials for refining the Yunling Pill.

"So..." The young man looked at the white fox sitting lazily beside him, his eyebrows twitching, "Aunt Bai, you actually didn't return the herbs you stole from the Spiritual Medicine Garden at all?"

The white fox yawned lazily, climbed onto his shoulder, and rubbed its wet nose against his hair.

"Huh?" The boy was stunned. "Aunt Bai, are you going with us too?"

The white fox's slender white tail lazily brushed his lips, making the boy feel itchy. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, but you have to be obedient on the way to Aunt Bai and don't make Auntie angry."

In response to the young man's advice, the white fox closed its eyes and pretended to be asleep, still as lazy as ever.

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A quiet and peaceful place, located on the hillside of a quiet mountain, surrounded by green bamboos and misty fairy clouds.

Among the green bamboos, a fairy-like and cool Green Bamboo Sword Pavilion stands leisurely in the bamboo sea. The breeze blows gently, and the bamboo forest dances with the wind. The slender bamboo leaves hang down in the wind like thousands of green swords, swaying and dancing with the bamboo forest.

Inside the Sword Pavilion, behind the green bamboo desk, the young man sat obediently, his feet dangling on the bamboo chair, quietly waiting for his master.

What concerned him was that today, the elegant bamboo table no longer had the ancient books piled on it in the past, but only a candle and a few scattered letters.

The boy tilted his head and reached out curiously, wanting to flip through the ancient book.

"Don't be weird."

The celestial music was rippling, elegant and ethereal, like the sound of nature yet cold and calm. Shangguan Yun paused when he stretched out his hand, then took it back obediently, looking towards the desk beside him in the direction of the sound.

A pair of slender, snow-white jade legs lightly fell before his eyes. The legs were as straight and slender as jade pillars, with flawless skin, but their graceful curves were hidden by the white gauze. Only the snow-white lotus feet in clean jade shoes hung outside the gauze.

The lotus feet are elegant and smooth like precious jade, delicate and flawless like precious jade, and the arch of the foot is as white and smooth as the snow on the top of the cloud without a trace of worldly smoke.

Her crystal-clear jade toes, as white and smooth as fairy snow, hooked onto her sparkling jade shoes to avoid sliding down her snow-cloud silk white socks, which made her look quite lazy.

The young man couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and quickly looked away, looking back at the desk.

Beside the desk, a graceful and peerless figure in white was leaning quietly on the desk, her white jade hand gently holding a piece of ancient book, her whole body was frosty and cold, with an ethereal fairy charm.

Her light white dress was as white as snow, and the collar carved with snow lotus covered her snow-white jade neck. The thin white gauze hung down to her flawless jade feet, leaving only her slender, jade-like hands, which were lightly holding the ancient book, exposed.

In the warm morning light, her exposed icy skin was as soft and delicate as jade, like a banished fairy from the world or a snow lotus on the top of a mountain, without a trace of dirty dust.

An elegant jade hairpin tied her waist-length black hair into a pile of clouds. Her slender black eyebrows were embellished with ice patterns, as exquisite as a forehead pendant. Together with her frost-like cold and pure ice-clear sword eyes, her snow-white nose and deep red lips,

For this exquisitely crafted and peerless white jade scroll, a cold and beautiful fairy face was carved that should not appear in the mortal world.

However, this peerless and beautiful face is covered by a veil as light as snow, which makes people imagine what kind of fairyland is under the plain white veil.

Under the snow-white gauze, her slender and graceful figure, as she sits sideways with her waist slightly bent, gives off a hint of laziness besides her coolness.

The snow-white body, hidden under the tight-fitting dress, was majestic and smooth, as plump as a fragrant peach and as soft and round as ripe honey. It slightly stretched the tight cloud-patterned collar, revealing a charming snowy color.

The slender waist, which is as soft as a willow branch and not as thick as one hand, is like a shy willow tree, and it is set off by the soft and plump buttocks that are as shy as the full moon. The slender waist and buttocks are as exquisite and undulating as the peaks and valleys, adding a bit of charm to the cold and frosty fairy charm.

Master is in the study, it is cool...

Shangguan Yun suppressed all distracting thoughts in his mind, jumped off the wooden chair, and bowed obediently.

"Master."

The fairy in white before him was the Sword Master of the Qingyou Sword Pavilion, one of the four top Void-Shattering Powers in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and also his master - Shangguan Wanqiu.

In fact, his last name Shangguan was taken from his master, but the word Yun was given by his aunt Su Wanrou.

"I don't need red tape."

Shangguan Wanqiu put down the ancient book in her hand. Her peerless fairy face seemed to be detached from the world. Only when she looked at the young man in front of her, her icy sword-like eyes would show a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

However, this soft color was fleeting. Shangguan Wanqiu looked at the slightly reddened tips of the boy's ears and the trace of the beautiful woman's fragrance left on him. She opened her cherry lips and said in a cold and celestial voice: "I think you already know about Wanrou's illness."

"Yes." The young man pursed his lips, "Master, Yun'er wants to ask..."

"Nine Nether Death Frost, your master cannot remove it." Shangguan Wanqiu shook her head, "This is a third-grade evil object. If it is not the Pure Yang Jade, there is no way to remove it. Even your master can only suppress it."

"Master, there is nothing you can do..." The young man sighed. He had already expected this. If Master had a way, Aunt wouldn't have been dragged on until now.

"It's not impossible." Shangguan Wanqiu circled a page of the book with her jade fingers and said leisurely, "There was news about the Pure Yang Jade in Lingxu."

"A hundred years ago, a Buddhist disciple of the Buddhist sect saw the place where a three-legged golden crow perished in the Lingxu. Its corpse turned into red flames that lasted for a hundred years. There may be pure yang jade in it."

"Lingxu, Lingxu again..." Shangguan Yun muttered in a low voice, his brows furrowed.

The news about the Chunyang Jade meant that he had to go to Lingxu, but he only had about half a year left.

"Yun'er, how long have you been here in Qingyou Sword Pavilion?"

"Hmm?" the boy answered blankly, "Twelve years."

"How is your cultivation?"

"I've reached the third level of Qi Condensation." The young man replied obediently.

Shangguan Wanqiu paused as her jade fingers twisting the book. The boy's cultivation speed seemed to be a little faster than she expected.

"In that case, let's go down the mountain tomorrow and go to Yanyun with Wanrou for training. Then we can return to Jiange in half a year."

Shangguan Wanqiu lightly touched the boy's forehead with her jade finger, and a hint of icy coldness sank into the boy's spiritual consciousness, and then disappeared into the depths of his spiritual consciousness: "In half a year, the Spiritual Ruins will open, and your master will be waiting for you in the Spiritual Ruins Realm."

"Let's set off tomorrow."

The young man raised his hand to touch his forehead, pursed his lips slightly, and performed the master-disciple ceremony: "Then, Yun'er, please leave."

"Well, go ahead." Shangguan Wanqiu's voice was still cold and clear. She lowered her eyes to read a book, looking elegant and beautiful.

However, her calm and peaceful state of mind began to ripple slightly after the young man's tall figure turned and left Jiange.

After the boy left, Shangguan Wanqiu stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back. She was dressed in pure white, and her graceful figure was like an ice lotus. Her sword-like eyes stared at the boy's back quietly. After the white clothes disappeared in the depths of the bamboo forest, she turned around and looked at the letter behind her.

She turned her fingers into a sword, and used the sword's energy to wipe off the ink on the letter, leaving only the signature: Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty - Dongfang Xixi.

The author says:

Author's words: Silk stockings are also white silk! Warm jade high heels are also high heels! (Bold comment)

Anyway, the setting is that the silk stockings came from the Western Regions, as well as the warm jade suspenders and crystal high-heeled sandals from the Western Regions.

There are also high-heeled sandals (this is also quite reasonable, after all, there are such things as sandals in the Western Regions.)

As for the relationship between the empress and the protagonist, yes, it is what you think.

Chapter 5: Jiuzhou, the demon race

In the early morning, the capital city, Yangling.

The midsummer morning breeze, carrying the hot morning light, dispels the coolness of the night and adds a steamer-like heat to the vendors and pedestrians pouring into the Acropolis.

This is the Acropolis more than a thousand miles away from the capital. It is said to be the Acropolis that protects the capital, but in reality it is just a small city with a population of tens of thousands.

However, since this place is the only way to Yanyun, the Lianyun Mountain on which this city relies is home to the Danzong, the sect that controls all the alchemists in the world.

Every day, there are tides of caravans and common people pouring into the city, and there are countless monks coming here to seek elixirs.

The shouts of vendors, the sound of horses and cattle hooves, mixed with the conversations and scolding of the people passing by, add a touch of noise and summer heat to the Acropolis.

In this bustling city, a white horse walking in from the city gate attracted many eyes.

The young man in white, who was leading a horse, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a long sword as tall as his head, was handsome, tender, gentle and elegant. The young women and girls who were just beginning to fall in love along the way could not help but glance at him with a charming gaze.

The beautiful woman in a white dress, wearing a conical hat and a plain gauze cap, with a voluptuous figure as plump and smooth as a ripe peach and an elegant and ethereal charm, on horseback, attracted the attention of passers-by around her.

The plump, snow-white breasts that filled up the white skirt, the graceful and soft waist like a willow, and the soft and fragrant buttocks that were as ripe and plump as a sweet peach when sitting sideways, together formed a gourd-shaped mature curve that would make one's mouth dry.

This was originally a small town. Although there were cultivators coming and going in the past, most of them were independent cultivators who came to ask for elixirs. These mortals had never seen such a mature, beautiful and elegant lady with fairy charm.

Some lechers with obscene figures approached the beautiful woman in the white dress with lewd smiles on their faces the moment they saw her.

But when they saw the young man with a sword on his back leading the horse, they shivered at the coldness emitted by the sword on his back, and they quickly curled up and merged into the crowd.

This also resulted in the fact that, although there was a crowd of people, the area about three meters around the young man and the beautiful woman was empty, as if there was no one there, which was strange.

"Yun'er, let's rest in this city today."