Chapter 4: Forced to live in the same room with me

Qi Xucheng laughed angrily, raising a hand: “You call me a weakling? What’s your name, and which sect are you from?”

Ning Yue propped her chin up: “Can you even pronounce my name, let alone know it?

Do you think you’re a headmaster, asking me which class I’m in?”

Qi Xucheng didn’t quite understand Ning Yue’s meaning.

But Ning Yue’s blatant contempt didn’t need understanding.

Another cold and fierce sword light flashed, so fast that even the innkeeper didn’t react.

Behind the sword light was Qi Xucheng’s cold gaze: “A mere Qi Refining cultivator, with such a big mouth?”

With a bang, tables and chairs flew everywhere, and the dust raised caused everyone around to cough incessantly.

Where Ning Yue had been standing was now a pile of rubble.

Ning Yue was nowhere to be seen.

Qi Xucheng frowned at the rubble, coughed twice, and beckoned: “Go call a physician…”

…

“…Is that all?” A crisp female voice sounded slowly.

Ning Yue yawned slowly, brushing away the dust from the sword light: “That’s it?”

After the dust settled, Ning Yue’s slender figure appeared.

Qi Xucheng’s eyes widened slightly, his handsome brows furrowed, as if he couldn’t believe it.

Not only him, but the innkeeper was also shocked, forgetting the Tongyue Inn’s rule against sword fighting.

“Miss, you…”

“I’m fine… not injured.” Ning Yue patted the dust off her hands and patted the Xiaohua’s head.

The Xiaohua proudly nodded its head: “Has the outside world degenerated this much? This is simple stuff.”

Qi Xucheng stood there dumbfounded.

He couldn’t understand how his Golden Core attack could be so easily countered by a mere Qi Refining cultivator.

Even if he only used one percent of his strength, it wasn’t something she could easily deflect.

Judging by the girl’s clothes and fearless attitude, she was indeed, as his attendant said,

From the lower realms.

He had intended to teach her a lesson, to show her that she couldn’t be so reckless in the upper realms.

But he was unexpectedly stopped. This was truly… surprising.

A look of curiosity and inquiry gradually lit up Qi Xucheng’s eyes.

The Nascent Soul attendant beside him angrily wanted to strike again.

Qi Xucheng raised his hand to stop him, his voice calm: “No need.”

He looked calmly at the leisurely Ning Yue: “Which room are you staying in?”

Ning Yue was stunned, then raised an eyebrow at him: “What? You want to steal my room?”

“No,” Qi Xucheng’s handsome face showed no expression, “I’ll stay with you.”

“What, young master?” The attendant exclaimed, looking at Qi Xucheng in shock.

The innkeeper also frowned, his gaze shifting between Ning Yue and Qi Xucheng.

He couldn’t understand how they were about to fight and kill each other a moment ago, and now they were going to share a room.

…

Looking at Qi Xucheng sitting on a stool,

Ning Yue propped her head up, looking silently at the ceiling.  This guy could actually use a magical artifact to find her room.

And he got there before her, refusing to leave.

There sure are many strange things in the cultivation world…

Qi Xucheng approached expressionlessly and asked her: “Are you from the lower realms?”

“Mm.” Ning Yue replied monotonously.

“Here to participate in the Fusang Sect’s disciple selection?”

“…” Ning Yue turned her head, looking at Qi Xucheng, “Aren’t you from the Netherworld Sect? Why are you at the Fusang Sect?”

Qi Xucheng raised an eyebrow at her, remembering that Ning Yue was from the lower realms, so he kindly explained.

“Each sect selects the top ten from the Heavenly Ranking every year to form an extermination team to participate in the extermination of demons.

And this time’s extermination location is the demon lair in the far north of the Fusang Sect.”

“Oh, that’s cool.” Ning Yue responded symbolically.

Although she had heard Shi Yinghan talk about exterminating demons before, she didn’t know about this Heavenly Ranking.

Qi Xucheng looked at Ning Yue’s expression and calmly added: “I’m number two on this list.”

“And who’s number one?”

Qi Xucheng glanced at Ning Yue from the corner of his eye: “Shi Yinghan of the Fusang Sect.”

Ning Yue: “Wow”

She thought Shi Yinghan was strong, but she didn’t expect him to be this strong.

Ning Yue suddenly felt eager to try: “What are the requirements to be in the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking?”

Qi Xucheng looked down at her: “There are no requirements, you just need to be ranked in the top ten in terms of comprehensive ability among the hundreds of thousands of disciples from the five major sects and over a hundred smaller sects.”

Ning Yue: “…Wow.”

Ning Yue again activated her “question locals” function.

“Are you a sword cultivator?”

Qi Xucheng nodded: “Mm.”

Ning Yue glanced at the sword hanging at Qi Xucheng’s side, its scabbard bright red, looking very stylish, and couldn’t help but feel itchy.

“How can I get a sword?”

Qi Xucheng followed her gaze to his side.

He explained: “Sword cultivators can condense their own soul-bound swords at the Golden Core stage, but the soul-bound sword depends on the cultivator’s talent and abilities.

Not everyone can condense a soul-bound sword, and even if they do, it’s not necessarily a good sword.”

Qi Xucheng placed his hand on his sword.

“But it’s alright if you can’t condense a sword.  Once you enter the sect, even as an outer disciple, you’ll be given a standard sword.”

Ning Yue immediately wanted to go into her consciousness space and cultivate for days and nights to quickly increase her cultivation level.

Soul-bound swords are so cool!

Qi Xucheng leaned against the table, his gaze lightly falling on Ning Yue.

“How did you dodge that?”

“…Huh?” Ning Yue looked up at him, not understanding.

“My attack clearly hit you, how come you’re unharmed?”

“…Oh,” Ning Yue touched her nose, secretly glancing at the Xiaohua on her shoulder.

Others couldn’t see the Xiaohua, only she could.

The Xiaohua straightened its leaves and snorted: “Of course, you’re just weak.”

Ning Yue: “…”

She crossed her arms, imitating the Xiaohua: “Of course, you’re just weak.”

Qi Xucheng: “…”

He raised an eyebrow.

Ning Yue chuckled and flicked one of the Xiaohua’s petals.

Having such a great treasure on her shoulder, she could block attacks from anyone in the future.

But the top priority was to improve her cultivation.

Ning Yue tilted her head to look at Qi Xucheng, propping her chin up,

“By the way, are you really going to sleep in the same room with me? I’m such a delicate girl, wouldn’t it be inappropriate if people found out?”

Qi Xucheng frowned, scanning Ning Yue up and down: “I’m not interested in children.”

Ning Yue’s eyebrows jumped: “…Who are you calling a child?”

“Are you twelve years old?”

Ning Yue suddenly remembered that she hadn’t looked in a mirror since she woke up, only confirming her body size.

Ning Yue stood up and ran to the mirror.

Qi Xucheng watched her incomprehensibly.

The mirror reflected a child’s face, with clear, fair skin, the delicate smoothness of a child.

Round, bright deer-like eyes, a small nose, and rosy lips.

The girl in the mirror was stunned for a moment, widening her eyes.

Damn!

This was indeed her appearance at twelve or thirteen years old.  After transmigration, she had actually de-aged this much?

Qi Xucheng watched her actions and asked suspiciously: “What’s wrong?”

Ning Yue came to her senses: “Nothing, nothing,” she changed the subject and asked.

“What’s wrong with being a child?  Didn’t you just insist on sharing a room with me?”

Qi Xucheng sighed helplessly. He came in just to see who this girl was, who could easily block a Golden Core attack.

He found a cushion and sat down cross legged: “I’m not going to do anything. You do your thing, just don’t bother me.”

Then he began to cultivate seriously.

Ning Yue certainly wouldn’t allow that!

She immediately grabbed Qi Xucheng’s sleeve and pulled him up from the cushion.

Qi Xucheng didn’t understand, he was pulled up and looked at Ning Yue questioningly: “What?”

Ning Yue smiled: “The child doesn’t want to stay in the same space as you.”

Then she grabbed Qi Xucheng and threw him out the door.

Anyway, she initially agreed to let him in to get information, and now that she has it, why keep him?

She had to get rid of him quickly!

Qi Xucheng: “…”

This was a first! Someone had thrown him out the door. Usually, everyone treated him with utmost respect!

But Qi Xucheng couldn’t do anything for the moment. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Ning Yue.

He dragged his cushion to the doorway and sat down to meditate.

Ning Yue watched him motionless, staring curiously for two seconds.

She vaguely remembered that she was lying down when she finished cultivating. Did other people sit for several hours?

Scary, scary.

Ning Yue sighed, then lay on the bed and began to cultivate using the method Shi Yinghan had taught her. After all, the disciple selection was fast approaching.