Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 787 - 343 "Master’s eyes are so strange~" and so you are this kind of older sister_4

They couldn't kill Aunt Ruo, so they had to target the future of Qingmiao Palace, who was equally outstanding, especially since Nanzhi, the Holy Daughter of Qingmiao Palace, was tied to the destiny of the Qingmiao Domain. If anything were to happen, the impact would be enormous.

However, Lu Jin'an didn't worry much. Those who could become Immortals weren't fools. Aunt Ruo and other Immortals must have taken these situations into account and made the necessary arrangements.

But what Lu Jin'an cared about right now was something else.

The Sect Master of Lin Yuan Sword Sect, the world's First Sword Immortal Qi Huizu, had long been in the Qingmiao Domain, but he hadn't appeared on the frontline.

Moreover, he had been staying as a guest at a Second Grade Sect, the Lingxiao Sword Sect, in the Qingmiao Domain.

But as fellow sword practitioners, he had never heard that Qi Huizu had such a close relationship with any Sword Immortal from the Lingxiao Sword Sect before.

"Lingxiao Sword Sect..."

Lu Jin'an frowned slightly. They had captured quite a few cultivators from Hidden Life Mountain in the Southern Great Realm, but even in the memories of the prince from the Tongtian Immortal Dynasty, there was no memory of any issues with the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table: "We can't rule out the possibility that it's a sect specifically cultivated by some possessor from the Upper Realm as a rebellious sect..."

After all, within the Lin Yuan Sword Sect...

Thud!

While pondering, Lu Jin'an heard a dull thud from the next room. He raised his head slightly, knowing without looking that it was the sound of Zhiyu falling off the Meihua Pile.

She had secretly tried several times, but this time the sound was particularly loud.

Lu Jin'an stood up and walked out of the cabin. As he reached the doorway at the end of the corridor, he heard the sound of Zhiyu angrily pounding the floor.

He pushed the door open and entered. Not only was the floor dented, but several wooden piles were also kicked to pieces.

Standing at the doorway, Lu Jin'an saw Zhiyu raise her tearful eyes to look at him: "I won't practice anymore, Zhiyu won't practice anymore!"

After saying that, she started yelling loudly again.

Lu Jin'an watched this scene calmly. It was within his expectations, and he had guessed that Zhiyu would definitely encounter this situation in the past few days.

Because Zhiyu had shown signs of this in the past two days, and today she just finally burst out completely.

Perseverance is inherently a difficult thing, especially for a silly Zhiyu who only likes to eat, persistence is even harder.

"Zhiyu wants to eat, Zhiyu wants food, I don't want to play anymore, no more..."

Zhiyu shouted while walking up to Lu Jin'an, raising her teary little face to him: "Zhiyu doesn't want to play anymore..."

Lu Jin'an raised his hand to stroke Zhiyu's little head but didn't say much. He simply bent down to lift her up, as spiritual power surged around him, activating "Be the Same As the Light," concealing their presence, he then brought her to the deck of the flying boat.

Placing Zhiyu on the railing of the deck, the little one, seeing the high sky, instinctively shrank back into Lu Jin'an's arms.

Lu Jin'an looked at her, half amused, half helpless. Indeed, this silly girl could run and jump but couldn't even fly.

He patted Zhiyu's head, soothing her while holding her small waist with both hands, looking ahead.

The strength of the Dragon Clan lies not only in their physical build but also in the powerful divine skills inherited through their bloodline.

Lu Jin'an couldn't teach Zhiyu these divine skills, as they were innate to the Demon Clan, and he didn't know what divine skills lay within Zhiyu's bloodline.

Furthermore, using demon energy is harder than martial arts practice. Given Zhiyu's intelligence, she surely couldn't understand it, which is why he chose to let Zhiyu become a dragon skilled in martial arts.

This would be enough for self-defense.

As for divine skills and sorcery, she could learn them slowly later.

Though Zhiyu was a bit silly, she wasn't purely dumb; she just developed much more slowly than ordinary people.

Even so, problems still arose.

Practicing martial arts, although simpler than mastering demon energy, requires much more perseverance than understanding spells.

While learning Qi Cultivation and spells, once understood, one can master them; with martial arts, it naturally requires daily persistence.

Not to mention Zhiyu, even normal people undertaking martial arts must persist through a process of elimination.

Looking down at the no-longer-crying Zhiyu, Lu Jin'an raised a hand to wipe the tears from her face: "Is it beautiful?"

All around them lay majestic mountains, towering peaks, streams and waterfalls, draped with silver in the snow. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Oh~"

Zhiyu's eyes widened; it was her first time seeing the scenery from this height. Though not as colorful as the blooms of spring and autumn, it possessed the unique traits of winter's enduring snow against adversity.

"Cake! Cake!"

Zhiyu tugged at his sleeve, pointing joyfully at a distant snow-capped mountain: "Zhiyu wants food, wants food!"

Lu Jin'an couldn't help but chuckle: "That's a snow mountain, not a cake."

"Is it not?" Zhiyu raised her head to stare at Lu Jin'an: "Snow doesn't taste good."

Clearly, she had tasted snow that resembled cream.

"No, it isn't."

"Oh." Zhiyu regretfully shook her head, then pointed at a passing crane: "Meat... ah, the meat flew away, Master..."

Zhiyu looked up at Lu Jin'an longingly; he pinched her cheek: "That belongs to someone else, you can't eat it, and we can't catch it either."

Zhiyu opened her mouth, then closed it again, watching the crane fly farther and farther away without a word.

Lu Jin'an looked down at her jet-black hair and said with a smile: "Let me braid your hair."

While he spoke, he began proficiently, first untying her bun and then tying it into pigtails.

Lu Jin'an squinted slightly, looking at Zhiyu with pigtails, and couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Yunzhu truly was a 'rascal,' making him help her with her hair from the age of three, calling it 'training your patience,' indeed.

Lu Jin'an touched Zhiyu's still slightly chubby cheeks, making her look up, and praised her: "Zhiyu is really cute."