The little girl clung to her master’s arm, relentless and persistent.
She emphasized the words "tonight" and "properly," her big watery eyes blinking, as she softly hugged her master.
Chen Ye’s mind alarmed.
This girl, indeed, is up to no good!
Could it be that she wants to trouble her master again?
His old bones couldn’t withstand his disciple’s torment.
He asked casually, "Oh? Then what reward does Qing Jun want? I do have some Spirit Stones here that could buy you something..."
"I don’t want a Flying Sword!"
Qing Jun immediately interrupted him, leaned her small face closer, and lowered her voice,
"Master, I’ve recently cultivated a technique. This technique requires your help..."
A Cultivation Technique?
Could it be a technique given by the Xu Family?
Chen Ye suspiciously glanced at Qing Jun, the little girl’s eyes flickered, her small face serious, revealing no flaws.
But he was almost certain that there was something wrong with this cultivation technique!
"What sort of technique? Tell your master first."
The master remained vigilant, not directly agreeing to his disciple’s request.
"It’s... it’s just a technique! I can’t tell you, Master, you understand!"
Qing Jun’s eyes wandered, starting to act childish,
"Oh, Master, stop asking! Just help Qing Jun! Just for a little while! Otherwise, Qing Jun might suffer a Qi deviation! By then, you won’t have any disciple left! Wuwuwu..."
She pretended to sob for effect, even dramatically placing her small hand over her chest.
Chen Ye thought to himself: "It’s probably a secret technique from the Xu Family, which is why Qing Jun couldn’t tell me. But the problem is, this disciple is somewhat odd... making me really worried and scared as her master."
The Xu Family’s heritage is mysterious and perhaps there really is a technique needing the assistance of another, especially someone trustworthy.
Seeing Qing Jun’s pitiful appearance ultimately softened his heart.
"Alright, alright, stop crying." Chen Ye sighed, reluctantly agreeing, "Just this once. But if anything feels off, I’ll stop immediately."
"Yay! Master is the best!" Qing Jun immediately burst into a smile, hugging Chen Ye’s arm while bouncing, "I knew Master cared about Qing Jun the most!"
Watching his disciple instantly revert back to her lively self, Chen Ye increasingly felt that this girl had likely been acting just now.
Oh well, oh well, who made him burdened with such a little rascal?
He shook his head helplessly, only hoping this so-called "help" wouldn’t be too outrageous.
Of course.
Chen Ye didn’t favor one over the other, he turned to Zhiwei, asking warmly, "And what about Zhiwei, any requests for a reward?"
The dark-haired little girl already knitted her eyebrows silently.
The Spirit Fruit granted by the master was enough to satisfy her.
But seeing her junior sister succeed, if she gave up just like that, it always felt somewhat... unwilling.
Unknowingly, she too harbored jealousy and greed at heart.
Zhiwei raised her head, her small hand subconsciously gripping the hem of her clothes.
She pursed her lips, her voice softer than usual: "Disciple... disciple also feels a bit tired. Recently... I often feel restless at night, as if... something is missing."
Her words were vague, yet her gaze brightly fixed on Chen Ye.
Qing Jun listened, puzzled, looking strangely at her senior sister: "Senior Sister, are you lacking a blanket? Or a pillow? It’s such a good opportunity, and you’re asking for a blanket? Doesn’t Qing Jun hold you to sleep every day?"
Senior Sister seems really afraid of the cold.
Every night, Qing Jun clings to her senior sister like an octopus, yet still can’t warm her up.
But Senior Sister’s body feels cool, which is very comfortable to hug.
Chen Ye understood, he smiled and said: "I see, the master knows. I’ll tell Zhiwei stories before bed."
As they say, a grown daughter avoids her father, an adult disciple avoids her master.
The disciple had reached this age.
But regarding Zhiwei’s request, he could reluctantly agree one last time.
What she wanted was merely to be comforted to sleep with stories like before...
"Mm..." Zhiwei softly responded with a voice as light as a mosquito.
"Eh?" Qing Jun was even more confused, naturally missing the subtext between her senior sister and master, "Stories? Senior Sister is so grown up yet still wants to hear stories? Master is being biased! Qing Jun wants to listen too!"
"This is a reward for your senior sister!" Chen Ye sternly said, tapping Qing Jun on the head.
He dared not open that door for Qing Jun.
Zhiwei was sensible, but if Qing Jun got used to it, she would absolutely pester him every day to sleep with her.
"Uh..." Qing Jun was instantly at a loss for words, her little lips pouting.
Indeed.
This is Senior Sister’s reward; she already had her own share of the reward.
Thinking of this, the little girl squinted her eyes dangerously.
Hehehe... Refining Master, starting from today!
...
The hustle and bustle of the Demon Hunting Conference gradually faded away.
Chen Ye took his two disciples, each with their own thoughts, back to the residence at Herb Pavilion.
Not long after, Xu Changhe visited again, this time accompanied by two people with profound auras – Xu Changfeng, and the head of the Mao Family, Mao Cheng.
Xu Changfeng maintained his elegant and gentle demeanor, smiling as he praised Qing Jun:
"Qing Jun, you truly shone today and brought glory to my Xu Family!"
The little girl glanced sideways: "It’s for Master! Not for the Xu Family!"
Hmph!
She used to play along with the Xu Family, but now that her wings were strong, she didn’t have to pretend anymore!
Xu Changfeng laughed awkwardly: "Haha, it’s all the same, all the same!"
Mao Cheng stood aside, his face thin and expression indifferent, merely letting his gaze linger on Qing Jun for a moment before shifting away, as if just observing a promising junior.
After the pleasantries, Mao Cheng finally spoke in a flat voice, addressing Qing Jun:
"Since you won first place in this conference, according to the agreement, in five days, you may go alone to Divine Mist Valley to prepare for the Heart Slaughter Cave trial. When the time comes, regardless of what grade of Flying Sword you acquire from the Heart Slaughter Cave, the Mao Family will not intervene."