46: Chapter 46: He just loves petting foxes and stroking the fur of his second disciple, Yun Qianyue.

Early morning on Xiaoyao Peak, Leng Qingqiu was practicing her sword.

In her past life, she practiced a lethal Demonic Technique. Now, under Lu Chen's guidance, every sword strike she unleashed carried the Nine Nether Art's chill, yet it was forcibly restrained into a faint glimmer, precisely severing the paulownia leaves falling before the main hall.

"Junior Sister, since you're awake, stop wagging your tail over there."

Leng Qingqiu sheathed her long sword, her cold gaze sweeping toward the shadows of the pillars.

Yun Qianyue was currently wearing a brand-new, moon-white, short-sleeved, tight-fitting skirt—a piece of sportswear Lu Chen had casually pulled out of the System last night.

To make working easier, the originally long, floor-sweeping skirt had been shortened to just cover the top of her thighs, revealing a pair of snow-white legs.

Nine fluffy white fox tails were very conspicuous in the morning light, swaying restlessly up and down.

"Senior Sister is truly diligent; it's barely past midnight."

Yun Qianyue awkwardly twitched the fox ears on top of her head.

Although she was now a demon, she had lived as a member of the Human Race for nearly three hundred years in this life; suddenly having so many appendages made her feel like her center of gravity was unstable.

She used to be the star among Loose Cultivators, an aunt figure whom everyone fawned over, with a cultivation base at the Half-Saint level—she walked with a swagger.

But now, she was the second Disciple of Xiaoyao Peak.

And the first Disciple, Leng Qingqiu, although only at the Dao Palace Realm Perfection, was the senior.

"Xiaoyao Peak does not support idlers."

Leng Qingqiu's voice didn't have a ripple of emotion as she pointed to the ancient wooden bucket on the side of the main hall:

"Revered Master likes to drink tea brewed with the clear morning dew from the back mountain. Go collect thirty catties. Remember, you must collect it leaf by leaf, and you are not allowed to use your Qi to cheat."

Thirty catties of morning dew? And not allowed to use Qi?

Yun Qianyue's peach-blossom eyes widened, and she cursed inwardly: This isn't a Senior Sister, this is clearly looking for free labor! And one with a foreman at that!

"Senior Sister, my waist is still sore... Revered Master punished me too heavily last night."

Yun Qianyue deliberately softened her voice, her tone carrying thirty percent fragility and seventy percent ambiguity.

"That morning dew is ice-cold; if it hurts my fox paws, Revered Master will feel heartache for me~"

Leng Qingqiu's knuckles turned white as she gripped her sword.

"You don't want to go? Then let's spar; I might not be able to beat you, but I can wake Revered Master up."

Yun Qianyue shrank her neck.

Although she was currently at the Early Stage of the Saint Realm, the "fire poker" in the opponent's hand was an awakened imperial weapon that would autonomously protect its Revered Master, and on top of that, Revered Master favored the Senior Sister...

"Oh my, Senior Sister, don't be angry. I'll go."

Yun Qianyue immediately put on a smiling face, picked up the bucket, and ran toward the back mountain with her nine tails swaying back and forth.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of the Su Sisters, who had just woken up.

"Sister, am I seeing things? Is that our aunt?"

Su Qiyue rubbed her eyes, staring blankly at the aunt who was usually high and mighty, now hopping about like a tea-picking girl, even letting out a cute exclamation because her tail got caught on a tree branch.

Once upon a time, Yun Qianyue was the pillar of the Su Family and the goal on their cultivation path.

But now, this goal had not only grown tails, but was also being bossed around by a junior like Leng Qingqiu.

"Even our aunt, at the Half-Saint Realm, is willing to stay here as a Disciple..."

Su Xuner clenched her small fists, her gaze fixed on the main hall, thinking of the figure who was still fast asleep.

A longing grew wildly in her heart.

If I am just a maid, I will sooner or later be left behind by these Prodigy Disciples.

I also want to become an official Disciple! I also want to become strong!

"Sister, what are you thinking about?"

Su Qiyue mindlessly took a bite of a thousand-year spirit fruit she had just swiped from the kitchen.

"Hey, have you noticed? After Aunt became more beautiful, her waist is so thin that I want to touch it too. No wonder Revered Master likes to spank her."

Su Xuner: "..."

Not long after, the door of the main hall opened.

Lu Chen walked out, yawning, with his long hair in a messy state.

He was wearing a black sleeping robe, looking lazy.

"What's all the noise so early in the morning?"

Just as Lu Chen stood still, a pink-and-white shadow rushed over like a whirlwind.

"Revered Master~ Good morning!"

Yun Qianyue had returned to the front of the main hall at some point, her nine tails wagging wildly behind Lu Chen, creating a sweet-smelling breeze.

She conjured a cup of freshly brewed tea from nowhere and offered it with both hands, her body pressed tightly against Lu Chen's arm, her furry fox ears rubbing against his chin.

"Revered Master, this is the morning dew I collected myself. For this cup of tea, my clothes and legs were soaked by the dew; if you don't believe me, why don't you touch and see?"

Yun Qianyue grabbed one of Lu Chen's hands and tried to guide it under her skirt hem.

This fox spirit really couldn't change her nature!

Leng Qingqiu's face turned livid, and the imperial sword jiuyou in her hand let out an unhappy hum.

Lu Chen remained unmoved; he expressionlessly withdrew his hand and took the opportunity to pinch those twitching fox ears.

"Wuwah—!" Yun Qianyue's delicate body trembled.

"Put away that charm technique of yours."

Lu Chen took a sip of tea, casually pulled a yellowed ancient book from his robe, and tossed it into the magnificent cleavage of Yun Qianyue.

"Practice this, and don't spend all day thinking about how to seduce your Revered Master."

"I have seen big scenes; your level of skill doesn't even have half the heat of a fox Saintess I once robbed."

Yun Qianyue, who was originally pretending to be weak, hurriedly took out the ancient book upon hearing this.

On the cover were five large characters—《Heavenly Fox Heart-Bewitching Art》.

Lu Chen explained: An emperor grade Cultivation Technique; when practiced to Major Achievement, one glance can make a True Immortal fall into Reincarnation.

Yun Qianyue only glanced at the cultivation path on the front page, and her whole body froze.

"Is this the legendary lost supreme forbidden classic of the Fox Race?" She breathed rapidly, her chest heaving violently.

She turned her head, her eyes filled with attachment as she looked at Lu Chen.

The things Revered Master gave away casually were actually a hundred times stronger than the emperor scripture that the Su Family Ancestor regarded as a treasure!

"Qingqiu, don't fall behind on your Nine Nether Art; this Cultivation Technique has heavy Killing Intent, so go to that cold pool in the back mountain more often when practicing your sword. Xuner, Qiyue, since you are half-Disciples, how far have you practiced that Longevity Sword Art? Take a few sticks, go over there, and hack at each other a thousand times. Don't use Qi, just practice the Moves."

After assigning the tasks, Lu Chen swaggered back to the rocking chair.

Yan Lingji had asked for leave to go into seclusion to stabilize her Saint Realm, so currently, he was the boss of Xiaoyao Peak.

The sunlight gradually grew stronger.

On Xiaoyao Peak, a scene unfolded.

The Senior Sister, Leng Qingqiu, was dancing with her sword by the cold pool.

The Second Senior Sister, Yun Qianyue, was lying on the grass by Lu Chen's feet, her nine tails spread out on the ground like a blanket, concentrating on comprehending that Heavenly Fox forbidden classic, occasionally letting out giggles.

The Su Sisters were frantically fighting each other in the distance, stick shadows flying, making "peng peng" sounds.

And at the foot of the mountain, in that magnificent imperial palace.

The rich woman Wei Hongyu was sitting with her legs crossed, with several mountains of Spirit Stones in front of her, and several people from the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce were sweating profusely as they reported the accounts.

Wei Hongyu occasionally looked up at Lu Chen on the mountain top, a gleam of determination flashing in her eyes.

Lu Chen drank tea, watching the clouds roll and unfurl in the sky.

"Tsk, if only life could always be this peaceful." He muttered to himself.

However, as a seasoned veteran schemer, he keenly sensed that in the Void Realm outside the Holy Land's mountain gate, there were vaguely a few auras that did not belong to the Eastern Wasteland peeping.

It seems that the forces behind those quasi-emperors who were stripped bare were finally unable to sit still.

Lu Chen boredly summoned the System interface.

[Ding! Detected that the host is enjoying "babysitting" life, triggering a random Epic-level task: Groom the second Disciple, Yun Qianyue.]

[Task Requirement: Make her purr in satisfaction.]

[Task Reward: A set of Materials for upgrading the imperial weapon of the utmost path, again and again and again...]

Lu Chen's hand paused, and he looked at the nine fluffy tails on the ground.

"Sigh! I must be doing this for the reward; who told me to be a hoarder? Screw it."

Lu Chen squatted down and gave the snow-white fur a firm stroke with his large hand.

Yun Qianyue's delicate body trembled violently, and then she went limp, a soft, sweet sound coming from her throat:

"Mmm-woo... Revered Master, massage harder... so comfortable... so relaxing!"

Leng Qingqiu, who was on the side: *Click*, the sword scabbard in her hand shattered.

Who knows which scabbard that was!

Scabbard: Feed me peanuts! Feed my sister peanuts! Feed my dad peanuts... remember to feed my brother peanuts in the future!