Chapter 141 Junior Sister's Anti-Wolf Techniques

Deep within Purple Bamboo Palace, candlelight flickered.

Heavy curtains hung down, isolating everything from the outside world's disturbances.

Su Ye rubbed his itchy nose, a wicked smile curling the corner of his mouth as he looked at the graceful figure on the couch.

"Achoo... It seems those three girls are talking about me."

Leng Yueli lay languidly on her side on the cold jade bed, her originally dignified purple Taoist robe now somewhat disheveled.

Her phoenix eyes, which usually commanded awe, were now misty, the corners of her eyes flushed with a passionate crimson.

"Talking about you? They’re probably plotting how to 'rescue' you from me."

She extended her snow-white jade feet, gently kicking Su Ye's waist, her tone tinged with coquettish annoyance.

"If they knew that the 'victim' in their eyes had just bullied their Revered Master—whom they revere like a god—into such a state..."

"I'm afraid those three girls' Dao Heart would shatter into pieces."

"Revered Master, that's not right."

Su Ye leaned close to her ear, his hot breath spraying onto her delicate earlobe.

"Disciple is just helping Revered Master 'heal'. You just broke through to the Half-Saint Realm, and your spiritual power is unstable. Without my Pure Yang body to harmonize it, how could you stabilize it so quickly?"

"Sophistry."

Leng Yueli hummed softly, but she didn't pull her foot back; instead, she leaned in softly like a cat being stroked.

"However... this time, I owe it to you."

She raised her head, her stunningly beautiful face filled with tenderness.

"If you hadn't spared no effort to exhaust your essence to help me these past few days, I might not have been able to withstand Zhao Wuji's Mahayana Stage pressure so easily."

Su Ye's eyes darkened, and he gently stroked her slightly pale cheek with his finger.

"Revered Master, you are my woman."

"Forget about exhausting essence; even if you wanted my life, I wouldn't bat an eyelid."

"Talking nonsense again."

Leng Yueli extended a finger, pressing it against his lips, her eyes complex.

"You are the hope of Purple Bamboo Peak, and also... my only weakness."

"Remember, in front of outsiders, I am the high and mighty Peak Revered Master, and you are my Disciple."

"But when no one is around..."

She suddenly rolled over, pinning Su Ye beneath her, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, brushing against Su Ye's chest.

Her originally cold voice now became hoarse and seductive.

"You are the one who gives the orders."

Su Ye's Adam's apple bobbed as he watched this stark contrast, his blood instantly boiling.

"Revered Master, since that's the case, then this Disciple will not be polite."

"The Netherworld Secret Realm is in three days. I feel my cultivation is not stable enough, and I need Revered Master to... give me some special training again."

Leng Yueli's eyes were alluring, her red lips parted slightly, her breath like orchids.

"Then... let's do it again."

"But this time, no biting my neck. If that girl Lin Qingzhu sees it, she'll start asking questions again."

The curtains fell.

The room was filled with spring, leaving only blushing moans that intertwined with the shadows of the swaying purple bamboos outside the window.

The next morning.

Purple Bamboo Peak martial arts arena.

The air was filled with a murderous Aura.

As soon as Su Ye stepped out of the martial arts arena, he felt three scorching gazes instantly lock onto him.

"Senior Brother!"

Qin Yurou rushed up first, holding a pitch-black iron ball, her eyes full of excitement.

"This is the 'Thunderfire Bomb' I refined overnight!"

"As long as you infuse it with spiritual power and throw it, even a Golden Core Stage expert will be blasted into a mess!"

Su Ye's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

Does this girl want to blow up the Netherworld Secret Realm?

"Um... Yurou, will this thing cause collateral damage?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother!" Qin Yurou patted her chest in assurance. "I added a strand of your hair inside. It only blows up others, not you!"

What kind of nonsense logic is that?

Before Su Ye could complain, a red shadow flashed by.

Jiang Wanyin held a fiery red soft armor and, without a word, started putting it on Su Ye.

"This is the 'Phoenix Blood Golden Silk Armor', an Earth Rank High Grade defensive Magic Treasure!"

"Senior Brother, that Murong Xue doesn't look like a good person, and those Sword Cultivators from Heavenly Sword Peak are even more sinister."

"Wear this, and as long as it's not a Nascent Soul Stage expert attacking, no one will be able to hurt you at all!"

As Jiang Wanyin spoke, she leaned close to Su Ye, her nose twitching slightly.

Suddenly, her movements froze.

"What's wrong?" Su Ye's heart skipped a beat.

"Senior Brother..." Jiang Wanyin looked at him suspiciously. "Why do you have a scent of... cold plum blossoms on you again?"

"And it's even stronger than a few days ago, it's like... you've been marinated in it."

Su Ye broke out in a cold sweat, his brain racing.

"Ahem, that's the 'Clearing Heart and Focusing Pill' bestowed by Revered Master. The medicinal effect is quite strong, so the scent is naturally heavier."

"Is that so?"

A cold voice came from behind.

Lin Qingzhu walked over slowly, holding a crystal-clear jade bracelet in her hand.

The jade bracelet was ice-blue throughout, emitting a bone-chilling coldness; it was clearly not an ordinary object.

"Senior Brother, this is the 'ice heart lock' that I, your Junior Sister, am gifting you."

Lin Qingzhu didn't give him a chance to speak; she grabbed Su Ye's wrist and put the jade bracelet on him.

With a "click," the jade bracelet instantly tightened, fitting perfectly.

Su Ye felt a chill go straight to his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Qing Zhu, this is..."

Lin Qingzhu raised her head, her cold eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

"This object is refined from ten-thousand-year mysterious ice marrow; it can calm the mind and spirit, and prevent the invasion of external demons."

"The most important thing is..."

She leaned into Su Ye's ear, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear.

"It can sense the wearer's heartbeat and... desires."

"If Senior Brother is seduced by those flashy sluts outside and has thoughts you shouldn't have..."

"This bracelet will instantly tighten and release extreme cold Qi to help you 'calm down'."

Su Ye felt a chill in his crotch, and his whole body stiffened.

This isn't for preventing external demons? This is clearly an anti-cheating artifact!

And it even targets physiological reactions!

"Um... Qing Zhu, this isn't necessary, right? I, your Senior Brother, am devoted to the Dao..."

"Wear it."

Lin Qingzhu spat out two words indifferently, leaving no room for doubt.

"For that Heavenly Sword Peak tea party, besides Murong Xue, I heard that Liu Ruyan from Ten Thousand Beast Peak will also be there."

"That woman practices seduction arts and loves to seduce Disciples of the Righteous Path."

"Junior Sister is doing this for Senior Brother's purity."

Su Ye was on the verge of tears.

With this ice heart lock on his wrist, when he has "special training" with Revered Master in the future, won't he be frozen into an ice pop?

"Alright, alright!"

Just when Su Ye was extremely embarrassed, Leng Yueli's figure appeared at the hall entrance.

She had changed back into her dignified purple Peak Revered Master robe, her face cold and detached, showing no trace of last night's allure.

But when her gaze swept over the ice heart lock on Su Ye's wrist, a trace of imperceptible amusement flashed in her eyes.

"Since you are ready, let's go."

Leng Yueli waved her sleeve, and a huge purple cloud condensed under everyone's feet.

"This Heavenly Sword Peak tea party, although nominally for the younger generation to discuss the Dao, the Elders of each Peak will also be observing in secret."

"Su Ye, you represent the face of Purple Bamboo Peak."

"If anyone dares to bully you..."

Leng Yueli paused, an Aura of looking down on the world radiating from her.

"Beat them back hard for me!"

"If anything happens, I will take responsibility for you!"

"Yes!"

Su Ye straightened his back, a surge of heroic spirit rising in his heart.

With such a protective and powerful wife... ah no, Revered Master, what is there to be afraid of?

Heavenly Sword Peak, located in the center of Primordial Origin Holy Land, towers into the clouds, resembling a sharp sword thrusting straight into the firmament.

Above the Peak, clouds and mist swirled, with floating islands scattered like stars.

Today's tea party for discussing the Dao is set on the largest one, the "Sword Inquiry Platform".

At this time, the Sword Inquiry Platform was already bustling with noise.

Except for a few true Disciples who were in seclusion, the chief Disciples of the other six Peaks had almost all arrived.

The air was filled with various powerful Auras; Sword Intent, Saber Intent, beast power... intertwined, colliding and creating invisible sparks.

When the cloud from Purple Bamboo Peak slowly descended, the entire Sword Inquiry Platform instantly fell silent.

Countless gazes, filled with scrutiny, contempt, and curiosity, were fixed on the young man in white standing at the very front.

Su Ye.

This name has been very loud in Primordial Origin Holy Land recently.

He used to be a famous Trash, relying on Leng Yueli's favor to secure his position as Senior Brother.

But a few days ago, he not only killed a Golden Core ferocious tiger, but also caused Peak Master Leng to make a scene at the Law Enforcement Hall for him, and even break through to the Half-Saint Realm.

This made countless people jealous.

Why should a pretty boy get the favor of such a peerless beauty like Leng Yueli?

"Yo, isn't this the great Genius Su from Purple Bamboo Peak?"

A sarcastic voice broke the silence first.

A burly man wearing a gold robe and carrying a heavy sword on his back walked over with big strides.

Every step he took, the stone slabs on the ground trembled, and his whole body radiated a violent Aura.

Chief of Tyrant Saber Peak, Kuang Zhan.

With Golden Core Stage Triple cultivation, he was arrogant and domineering, and despised "soft-rice men" like Su Ye who "relied on women".

"What? Not staying in Junior Martial Uncle Leng's tender embrace, but running here to die?"

Kuang Zhan walked up to Su Ye, looking down at him from a height, his eyes full of provocation.

"I heard you broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage a few days ago? Tsk tsk, congratulations."

"But on this Sword Inquiry Platform, Foundation Establishment Stage... doesn't even qualify to serve tea and pour water!"

After speaking, he suddenly released his full pressure, pressing down on Su Ye like a great mountain.

The surrounding Disciples retreated one after another, their faces wearing expressions of watching a good show.

In their opinion, Su Ye, a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator who piled up cultivation with Medicinal Pills, would definitely be pressed to his knees on the spot and make a fool of himself.

However.

The scene of Su Ye kneeling and begging for mercy as expected did not appear.

Su Ye stood in place, not even the corner of his clothes moved.

He even had the leisure to tidy up his cuffs, with his usual gentle smile on his face.

"This Senior Brother, you have such a temper, did you not brush your teeth this morning before going out?"

Su Ye stretched out his hand and fanned it in front of his nose, looking disgusted.

"What bad breath."

"You!"

Kuang Zhan's expression stiffened, then he was furious, "Looking for death!"

Just as he was about to draw his saber, he discovered that his pressure was like a mud ox entering the sea, having no effect on Su Ye at all.

How is it possible?

He is Golden Core Triple! Su Ye is just a Foundation Establishment Stage!

How could he know that Su Ye had the Half-Saint spiritual power left by Leng Yueli's "special training" last night protecting his body.

Plus these few days of Dual Cultivation... ah no, healing, Su Ye's Meridians were already as tough as iron.

This bit of pressure wasn't even enough to scratch an itch.

"Senior Brother Kuang, calm down."

Just at this moment, a clear voice came.

The crowd automatically parted.

A handsome young man in white, carrying a long sword on his back, walked over slowly.

He possesses an elegant temperament, yet between his brows lies a sharp Sword Intent, as if he himself is a drawn sharp sword.

Heavenly Sword Peak's Chief Disciple, Li Dao Xuan.

He is also the initiator of this tea party, a Peak Golden Core Stage Cultivator, hailed as the Genius most likely to form a Nascent Soul before the age of thirty.

Li Dao Xuan walked over to Kuang Zhan and gently patted his shoulder; Kuang Zhan's violent Aura instantly dissipated.

"Today is a Dao discussion tea party, let us all value harmony."

Li Dao Xuan smiled and looked at Su Ye, his eyes deep.

"Junior Martial Brother Su, I have long admired your name."

"To be able to have someone like Junior Martial Uncle Leng protect you with all her heart, Junior Martial Brother Su must certainly have extraordinary qualities."

"I just don't know if this extraordinary quality lies in your glib tongue or in real ability?"

These words were like needles hidden in silk, sarcastically implying that Su Ye only knew how to rely on women.

Su Ye smiled slightly and bowed neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Senior Brother Li is too kind."

"I, your Junior Brother, don't have any great abilities, just the good fortune to have a Revered Master who dotes on me."

"Unlike some people..."

Su Ye's gaze swept over Li Dao Xuan and Kuang Zhan, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking smile.

"Although your cultivation is high, no one dotes on you, no one loves you; you can only gather together to drink tea and complain."

"It's truly... pathetic."

The entire venue fell into dead silence.

Everyone widened their eyes, unable to believe their ears.

Is this guy crazy?

He actually dared to mock the Chief Disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak and Tyrant Saber Peak for having no one to love them in public?

This is a blatant slap in the face!

"Pfft!"

A delicate laugh broke the awkwardness.

A woman in a red dress with a fiery figure was seen covering her mouth and laughing lightly, looking at Su Ye with seductive eyes.

Ten Thousand Beast Peak Chief Disciple, Liu Ruyan.

"Junior Martial Brother Su, that mouth of yours is truly formidable."

Liu Ruyan twisted her water-snake-like waist and walked in front of Su Ye; a rich, exotic fragrance rushed towards his face.

"Big Sister here would really like to dote on you, but I just don't know... can you handle it?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her slender jade fingers, wanting to hook Su Ye's chin.

Hum—!

Just as her fingers were about to touch Su Ye.

The ice-blue jade bracelet on Su Ye's wrist suddenly shone brightly.

A blast of extreme cold Qi erupted!

"Ah!"

Liu Ruyan exclaimed and retracted her hand as if electrocuted.

On her fingertips, a thin layer of frost had actually formed, freezing her so much that her face paled in alarm.

"This is..."

Liu Ruyan looked at the jade bracelet in terror.

Su Ye's mouth twitched, and he inwardly cursed that girl Lin Qingzhu for being ruthless.

This ice heart lock reacted way too fast!

But on the surface, he was not flustered at all; instead, he showed an apologetic expression.

"Sorry, Senior Sister Liu."

Su Ye raised his wrist and shook the jade bracelet that was flickering with cold light.

"My Junior Sister at home is strict; she's afraid I'll be seduced by some unsavory people outside, so she specially put a 'chastity lock' on me."

"Whenever a woman with ill intentions approaches, it automatically protects its Revered Master."

"It seems..."

Su Ye looked at Liu Ruyan with a half-smile.

"Senior Sister Liu's intentions are not very pure."

"You—!"

Liu Ruyan was trembling with anger, her chest heaving.

This 'unsavory' comment was simply grinding her face into the ground!

Just as the situation was spiraling out of control and tension was high.

Petals suddenly drifted down from the sky.

An ethereal, fairy-like figure stepped on lotus flowers and slowly descended from the sky.

Saintess, Murong Xue.

She still wore a veil, her star-like eyes scanning the audience before finally landing on Su Ye.

She wasn't angry about the farce just now; instead, there was a hint of playfulness.

"Fellow Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers, since everyone has arrived, please take your seats."

Murong Xue's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

Kuang Zhan and Li Dao Xuan, who were still clamoring, immediately restrained their Aura and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Saintess!"

Murong Xue nodded slightly, then looked at Su Ye and made a 'please' gesture.

"Junior Martial Brother Su, please take the seat of honor."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The seat of honor?

That is a position only the Saintess and a few core Elders can sit in!

Su Ye is only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, on what grounds?

A trace of jealousy flashed in Li Dao Xuan's eyes, and his fists clenched tightly.

Su Ye, however, acted as if he didn't see the murderous gazes around him and swaggered over.

Since we're playing, let's play big.

He plopped down onto the grand armchair that symbolized a noble status, and even crossed his legs.

"Many thanks to Saintess Senior Sister for granting me a seat."

Su Ye picked up a spirit fruit from the table, took a crunchy bite, and said indistinctly.

"Hmm, this fruit is not bad, sweeter than the ones at Purple Bamboo Peak."

"When I leave later, can you pack a few pounds for me? I'll take them back for my Revered Master to taste."

Everyone: "..."

Never have we seen such a shameless person!

Murong Xue sat opposite him, watching him quietly, a glimmer of something unusual flashing in her eyes.

"If Junior Martial Brother Su likes them, feel free to take them."

"However..."

Her tone shifted, carrying a hint of chill.

"Since this tea party is named 'Dao Discussion', it naturally cannot just be about eating and drinking."

"I heard that Junior Martial Brother Su's cultivation has advanced greatly recently; not only did you break the Law Enforcement Hall's trap, but you also received the true teachings of Junior Martial Uncle Leng."

"I wonder if Junior Martial Brother Su is willing to show us a trick or two and broaden our horizons?"

It's here!

The true intentions are revealed!

Su Ye swallowed the fruit pulp in his mouth, clapped his hands, and his gaze swept over everyone present.

Looking at the sword in Li Dao Xuan's hand that was eager for action, at the bloodthirsty light in Kuang Zhan's eyes, and at Liu Ruyan's resentful gaze.

He knew that this hurdle today could not be avoided.

Since it can't be avoided, then fight!

Fight once to prevent future trouble!

Su Ye slowly stood up, and the Aura on his body changed abruptly.

No longer the playfulness from just now, replaced by the sharpness of a blade drawn from its sheath.

"Since the Saintess has given the order, this Junior Brother dare not disobey."

He walked to the center of the venue, stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering.

He beckoned to all the geniuses present with his finger.

"No need to come one by one, it's too troublesome."

"You all, come at me together."

Boom—!

The whole audience was in an uproar.

"Arrogant!"

"Ignorant brat!"

"You're courting death!"

Li Dao Xuan could no longer hold back; the long sword in his hand emitted a clear dragon's roar, turned into a streak of light, and pierced straight at Su Ye's glabella!

"Su Ye! Today I will let you know what it means to be truly powerful!"

Facing this sword strike that was enough to instantly kill an ordinary Peak Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Su Ye did not retreat but advanced instead.

His mouth curled slightly, he slowly raised his right hand, and a flash of purple lightning suddenly danced on his fingertips.

That is... Primordial Beginning Purple Thunder!

The secret technique of Purple Bamboo Peak!

"I may not know about the height of heaven and the depth of earth."

"But how to teach an unruly Junior Martial Nephew..."

"I am familiar with that!"

Purple lightning and thunder tore through the sky.

The originally clear sky above the Sword Questioning Platform was instantly covered in dark clouds.

That was not ordinary thunder, but a tribulation thunder containing a trace of Primordial Beginning Qi!

"Rumble—!"

A loud noise shook everyone's eardrums painfully.

Li Dao Xuan's unstoppable sword strike, the moment it touched this flash of purple thunder, crumbled inch by inch like snow meeting boiling water!

"How is this possible?!"

Li Dao Xuan's pupils contracted violently; the Earth Rank spirit sword "Qingming" he was so proud of was now emitting a wail, and its blade was covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

He himself was blasted away by a huge backlash force, smashing fiercely into a stone pillar not far away.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, Li Dao Xuan's face turned ghastly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Foundation Establishment Stage... This absolutely cannot be the power that a Foundation Establishment Stage can possess!"

He roared; the destructive Aura contained in this purple thunder was something even a Golden Core Perfection Cultivator wouldn't dare to take head-on!

The dust settled.

Su Ye still stood with his hands behind his back, not even his hairstyle was messed up.

The purple lightning on his fingertips was still dancing, like an obedient elf.

"Senior Brother Li, I accept your concession."

Su Ye looked at the disheveled Li Dao Xuan on the ground with a smile.

"It seems the swords of Heavenly Sword Peak are nothing more than this, not even able to block a trace of Qi that my Revered Master casually sealed within my body."

"What? It's the Qi sealed by Junior Martial Uncle Leng?"

The originally shocked crowd, upon hearing this, immediately revealed knowing expressions.

"I knew it! How could a Foundation Establishment Stage be this strong!"

"So it was a life-saving trump card given by Peak Master Leng, what a guy who relies on women!"

"Hmph, relying on your Revered Master's doting, what kind of skill is that?"

Voices of jealousy rose one after another, but Su Ye didn't care at all; instead, he looked like he was enjoying it.

So what if I rely on women?

Relying on women with confidence is the real skill!

"Damn pretty boy! That's mine!"

Seeing Li Dao Xuan defeated, Kuang Zhan not only did not retreat but was instead incited to ferocity.

He stomped his foot violently, and the ground cracked.

His whole person was like a savage beast descending from the mountain, brandishing that door-sized heavy sword, bringing with it a whistling gale, and chopping down towards Su Ye's head!

"I don't believe your protective thunder is endless!"

"Die!"

This strike was powerful and heavy, enough to split mountains and crack stones!

If struck, even a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator would lose a layer of skin.

Su Ye narrowed his eyes and did not use the purple thunder again.

He took a deep breath, and the blood in his body surged.

These past few days deep in Purple Bamboo Peak, being "nourished" by Revered Master with various Heaven And Earth Treasures, plus the Dual Cultivation... cough cough, the Half-Saint Realm essence Qi absorbed during healing.

His Physical Body strength had already reached a terrifying level.

"Well come!"

Su Ye did not dodge or avoid it, actually directly extending his left hand, his five fingers forming a claw, meeting that sharp heavy sword!

"He's crazy! He's going to catch a blade with his bare hands!"

Someone exclaimed.

However, in the next second.

"Clang—!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing.

Everyone's jaws were about to drop in shock.

Su Ye's seemingly fair and slender palm was seen firmly gripping the sharp edge of Kuang Zhan's heavy sword!

Unmoving!

"This..."

Kuang Zhan widened his bull-like eyes, his face flushed red, the veins on his arms bulging, yet he couldn't make the heavy sword advance even an inch.

"Good strength, but this saber technique is too crude."

Su Ye's mouth curled into a playful smirk.

"Go back and let your Revered Master's wife teach you more embroidery, practice your accuracy."

Before the words were finished, Su Ye flicked his wrist.

A massive force like an overturning mountain and sea surged along the sword body.

"Get lost!"

Kuang Zhan only felt an irresistible force strike him, his tiger's mouth split open, and the heavy sword flew out of his hand.

His whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flying backward for dozens of meters, crashing through a wall.

The entire venue fell into dead silence.