The forest startled by the flight of birds.

Lying on the lawn, Dongfang Xinglan occasionally raises her refined head, her starry eyes seemingly also shadowed by Zhu Nanzhi's Heavenly Tribulation.

Lu Jin'an, sitting on the upper lawn, admires her well-toned, aesthetically pleasing long legs.

These legs not only have an almost perfect muscle ratio but also possess a perfect flexibility that seems capable of twisting a waist apart.

Truly, 'Xinglan's legs, a deadly blade.'

After a long while, as the swaying shadows on the ground completely calmed down, Dongfang Xinglan gently lowered her slim waist from mid-air, her two crystalline legs touching the grass with the soles almost facing each other.

At this moment, Dongfang Xinglan places one hand on the grass, occasionally grasping a few strands of green grass with her five fingers, while the other arm covers her eyes, revealing only her chiseled jawline and cherry lips showing a glimpse of her teeth.

"Hoo..."

Lu Jin'an leans back with his hands behind him, looking up at the sky that composes its clouds, occasionally blurred by the flashes of the Five Elements of the Great Dao.

Zhu Nanzhi's path to becoming an Immortal has entered the Five Elements Tribulation.

"Zhiyu is here to give Master a shoulder rub~"

Zhiyu, at this moment, runs over quickly, considerately standing behind him, massaging his shoulders.

Master must be very tired, after all, he spent most of the time holding Sister Xinglan...

Lu Jin'an smiled softly: "You can use a bit more strength, I can take it."

"Okay~"

Zhiyu increased the force with her small hands, seriously massaging his shoulders.

All around, Yun Duo and the others sat silently on the ground, while Qiu Qingtang was finalizing the last details.

Dongfang Xinglan's strength exceeded her expectations, but the resilience that Dongfang Xinglan showed even more surprised her.

Killing eight hundred enemies at the cost of a thousand of her own?

Qiu Qingtang pondered while vividly capturing this scene of Dongfang Xinglan in her drawing.

Especially the image of her jet-black shiny long hair sticking to her sweat-drenched face, was drawn with meticulous detail.

"You're really amazing."

The sudden voice by her side startled Qiu Qingtang, as she quickly turned her head to see Mu Qingyue, in her black sword clothes, slightly bending, complimenting coldly as usual: "You've been drawing for such a long time without joining in, that's impressive."

Qiu Qingtang withdrew her gaze: "This is art, an art that should be completed in one breath, or else how much material will be missed?"

While speaking, she flipped through the pages: "Look at this, then look at this outline, and this light and shadow rendering... If it's missed, recalling it later would lose so many details."

Qiu Qingtang continued to talk as Mu Qingyue listened halfway, not continuing to listen, but instead looked at Dongfang Xinglan's beautiful back, slightly exhausted.

With a slightly tilted slim waist, Dongfang Xinglan now showed less of the wild beauty, instead more of a balanced delicacy, resembling a small beast in satiated contentment.

It was clear, she loved this kind of battle.

But unfortunately...

'If increasing the intensity, she wouldn't be as good as me.'

Mu Qingyue thought silently, raising her hand to gently stroke the silver chain around her collarbone.

A silver-white gem was attached beneath the chain... Rather than a gem, it was more like a nameplate.

She painstakingly made a necklace unique to herself, imprinting the contents from the paper page left by her Junior Brother.

"What are you wearing?"

Completing the last stroke, Qiu Qingtang noticed her small gesture, curiously asking.

"It's nothing."

Mu Qingyue tucked her collar neatly, lightly saying, now is not the time to reveal too many secrets to her Junior Brother.

Although her Junior Brother now seemed to be enjoying it, before truly 'educating' him into the form that this Senior Sister wanted, she wouldn't let him lose this mindset.

Qiu Qingtang glanced several times, noticing this aloof Sword Immortal using Sword Qi to block her senses, didn't look further, but instead asked: "Where have you been during this time? Would you even miss such a splendid event?"

"Cleaning up."

Mu Qingyue replied lightly, henceforth, she wouldn't let Dongfang Xinglan leave too many marks on Taichu Peak.

After all, she still needed her Junior Brother to roam...

She walked to stand in front of Lu Jin'an, who lazily looked up at her: "All cleaned up?"

"Hmm." Mu Qingyue knelt at one side, even without touching Lu Jin'an, the cold aura emanating from her body made Lu Jin'an feel extremely comfortable.

"Great job." Lu Jin'an reached out to pat her head, the next second, he felt the pressure on his shoulder increase, glancing to see Zhiyu pouting, glaring at him.

Lu Jin'an chuckled warmly, immediately retracting his hand to pat Zhiyu's little head: "Zhiyu's massage is the best."

"Hee hee~" Zhiyu immediately glowed with laughter, leaning into his palm playfully, Ms. Qingyue is already so grown, there's no need for Master to pat her head...

Left aside, Mu Qingyue slightly narrowed her eyes, her jade feet slowly rubbed together under her plump bottom, seemingly pleased.

"Junior Brother." She gently spoke: "Last year, the Hundred Domains Martial Arts and the Sword Cultivation Ceremony were held together, I still secured the Sword Champion."

Lu Jin'an was about to congratulate her but, upon seeing Mu Qingyue's red eyes, changed his tone, flatly saying: "Not bad, achieving that should be expected."

Hmm~

That's exactly the tone Mu Qingyue liked, it seemed her Junior Brother indeed took a small step forward~

But that small step to her, was a huge step.

She suppressed her joyous emotion, lowered her head to continue: "Every Sword Cultivation Ceremony, Lin Yuan Sword Sect opens the Sword Tomb as a reward... Last year it was postponed due to some reasons, but now Lin Yuan Sword Sect has sent out a message, in five days the Sword Tomb will be fully opened."