Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 38

“I’m going to discuss swordsmanship with Senior Sister. I’ll be back before dinner!”

After eating, Qin Wanyuan left in a hurry.

Qin Qian’er and Lin Que tacitly didn’t ask much. After Qin Wanyuan left, they returned to the master bedroom together.

Lin Que squatted in front of the phoenix egg, pressing one hand on it to infuse spiritual energy and help it hatch.

Before Lin Que discovered it, this phoenix egg had been in the refining formation for an unknown amount of time. At this moment, encountering Lin Que’s spiritual energy was like a long drought meeting sweet rain, greedily absorbing it.

Qin Qian’er squatted quietly not far away, observing not only the phoenix egg but also Lin Que.

The young man bathed in the warm afternoon sunlight, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his gaze deep and serene, like an immortal untouched by the mundane world.

It was the first time she had seriously observed a member of the opposite s*x, and she didn’t even realize her attention was entirely focused on Lin Que.

‘Is he really this good-looking? No wonder my sister fell for him.’

In the past, Qin Qian’er disliked Lin Que because she misunderstood that Qin Wanyuan was being threatened, so she naturally didn’t want to look at him for even a second.

Now, shedding that layer of prejudice, she could finally see clearly.

As sisters, Qin Qian’er’s aesthetic taste was indeed similar to Qin Wanyuan’s. If she ever had the idea of finding a Dao companion in the future, she would most likely look for someone similar to Lin Que, right?

However, Qin Qian’er had no intention of finding a Dao companion. Whether in the past or now, she only wanted to be with her sister, and that was enough.

Slightly regaining her composure, Qin Qian’er stopped looking at Lin Que and instead focused on observing the changes in the phoenix egg.

It must be said that closely observing the hatching process of a divine beast was indeed greatly beneficial to the cultivation of the Dao. Vaguely, Qin Qian’er’s cultivation had improved a bit.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Que released his hand from the phoenix egg and couldn’t help but sigh, “As expected of a divine beast, its appetite is indeed astonishing.”

In just that short quarter of an hour, the phoenix egg had absorbed one-tenth of his spiritual essence. Fortunately, it was only once a day; otherwise, if it happened a few more times, it might drain him dry.

Standing up, Lin Que stretched and walked out of the room, stepping onto his flying sword.

“I’ll also go out to buy some medicinal herbs. I’ll be back by evening.”

Since the misunderstanding with Qin Qian’er had been resolved and their relationship had eased, Lin Que spoke up.

The healing medicine at home had long been almost consumed by Qin Wanyuan and Jiang Moqing during this period, so naturally, he had to go out and get some more.

“Okay.”

Qin Qian’er nodded, “I’ll stay at home.”

The brief conversation ended, Lin Que flew away on his sword. Qin Qian’er glanced at his back and then turned to look at the master bedroom bed.

‘This morning, sister was here cuddling with him…’

The way her sister acted coquettishly this morning was a sight she had never seen before.

Could a man really cause such a big change in her sister? Qin Qian’er, having never experienced love, couldn’t understand Qin Wanyuan’s thoughts. But since Lin Que hadn’t won her sister’s heart through despicable threats, there was no need for her, as a younger sister, to say anything.

As long as her sister was happy, that was enough.

This was Qin Qian’er’s true inner thought.

“In any case, let’s continue studying this phoenix egg…”

…

Lin Que flew on his sword, using the Wind Control Technique to transform into a stream of light across the sky, but it was no longer as grand as before.

He quickly left the range of the Wenjian Sect and only switched to low-altitude flight when he reached a city, significantly reducing his speed.

The city walls were tall and majestic, with dozens of city guards standing on them, all at least at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and several mid-stage Foundation Establishment officers leading them, which was quite an impressive configuration.

There was a faint array glow outside the city, and many cultivators like Lin Que were flying on their swords around, but most of them entered through the city gate.

Lin Que took out a gold-inlaid jade token from his storage ring and smoothly passed through the array from above, entering the city.

This city was called Wanbao City, a prosperous city under the Xia Shang Dynasty, specifically for legitimate transactions among cultivators. It covered a wide range, including magical treasures, elixirs, weapons, and cultivation techniques. Additionally, with the Xia Shang Dynasty’s military guards in the city, there was no need to worry about robbery, making it a haven for rogue cultivators.

Although it was a city for cultivators, more ordinary people actually lived in the city. Most of them were small vendors or service industry workers like shop assistants.

Flying slowly over the streets lined with buildings, Lin Que quickly reached his destination—a tall building with a plaque that read “Liuli Pavilion,” the tallest building in the city.

With red walls, yellow tiles, carved beams, and painted rafters, the splendid and luxurious exterior was enough to prove the noble status of its owner.

Lin Que landed, stepped into the main entrance, and without needing to prove his identity, a pair of beautiful twin girls greeted him respectfully with a bow.

“Welcome, Chief Lin. The Pavilion Master is in the Moon Viewing Pavilion on the top floor. We will guide you there.”

“Why don’t you inform her first?”

Lin Que scratched his nose. It had been a few years since he last visited the Liuli Pavilion for trade, and naturally, it had been just as long since he had contacted the Pavilion Master.

Although they were old friends, the lack of contact over the years had made things somewhat distant. It was best to be polite.

After years of growth, Lin Que was no longer the wooden-headed swordsman he once was. He had learned a bit about human interactions.

“Chief Lin, you are too polite. The Pavilion Master specifically instructed that if you came, no matter the time, even if she was resting, you could be brought directly to her boudoir.”

“Uh… alright then.”

Since they put it that way, Lin Que followed the two maidservants into the pavilion.

The interior was just as impressive as the exterior, with winding corridors and walls adorned with famous paintings for people to admire. The walls were also intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes, and even the floor was paved with white jade, exuding luxury.

Along the way, many cultivators looked at Lin Que and the maidservants leading him with surprise. These maidservants were the managers of the Liuli Pavilion, holding high positions, almost like the Pavilion Master’s right-hand women.

Yet, these two managers were respectfully guiding a young man in a bamboo green robe.

What kind of status did this young man have?

Of course, some in the crowd recognized Lin Que, the chief of the Eastern Region’s Hundred Sects, and could only look on with envy.

As they ascended the stairs, there were fewer and fewer people until they reached the top floor, where no outsiders were present.

The manager knocked on the door of the Moon Viewing Pavilion, and a melodious female voice quickly responded from inside.

“Come in.”

The words were short but extremely pleasant to hear. If Lin Que were to describe it, he might compare it to a mermaid whose voice alone could enchant people.

Of course, this comparison was not quite accurate, as the other party was… a dragon.

The door opened, revealing a slightly tired-looking girl at her desk.

The girl had an exquisite face, with delicate features and long silver hair cascading like a waterfall. Two dragon horns on her head reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

“What is it?”

Hearing someone enter, the girl spoke indifferently without looking up.

“Pavilion Master, it’s Lin…”

Before the word “chief” could be uttered, the silver-haired, dragon-horned girl suddenly looked up. When she saw Lin Que, her pupils contracted, and the tiredness in her eyes instantly vanished, replaced by joy.

“Lin Daqi!”