After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

"..."

Xu Hanyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was filled with a hint of displeasure and vigilance. "Is it Chuan'er who is whispering in your ear?"

"No, it's just that I've recently seen that Achuan's cultivation is almost catching up with mine, so I've been thinking about it a little more."

Jiang Wanying shook her head gently, her eyes calm and sincere.

"..."

Xu Hanyi was silent for a moment, his eyes flickering slightly, and then he sighed softly, "Let's talk about the future later. At least Chuan'er can't beat me now."

"Is it possible that we can't defeat him? Yesterday, Master..."

"Yinger!"

……

In the side hall, silvery moonlight poured down like a veil, covering the entire courtyard.

Lin Chuan sat on the ground, his brows deeply furrowed, as if entangled in thousands of thoughts.

At his side, a long sword leaned against the bluestone, with a cold light flowing faintly. A trace of cold and gloomy air spread out like mist, interweaving with the cold moonlight, adding a bit of solemnity.

"How can I comprehend my own great Dao Law?"

Lin Chuan muttered to himself, reaching out to stroke the long sword beside him. The cold touch came from his fingertips, but it still couldn't dispel the confusion in his heart.

"I've told you all this before. Your master lied to you. I've lived for so long, and I've seen all sorts of gifted people. There's no way anyone can comprehend the Sword Realm at the Nascent Soul stage."

A cold voice suddenly sounded in my mind, with a hint of impatience and certainty.

"Then please tell me, Senior, why has my sword intent changed so much?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yin-Yang sword energy around Lin Chuan surged up like a raging wave, covering the entire yard in the blink of an eye.

"..."

After a moment of silence, the voice seemed to lack confidence, but the tone remained firm: "Although I don't know how you did it, without the power of the law, it is still just a facade."

"I am your temporary master after all, so why don't you try to stop me from getting hurt?"

Lin Chuan's mouth twitched helplessly.

"We are just trading partners. If you want me to acknowledge you as your master, you're dreaming... Master! Do you need me to fight for you?"

"Get the hell back here!"

"I do not!"

"Lin Chuan, take care of your sword spirit!"

"All you can do is complain!"

In my mind, it was clearly the same voice, but it was speaking with different emotions.

Lin Chuan held his forehead and smiled bitterly. If he had to describe it, he could only think of the word "schizophrenia".

"Since senior can't refine Xingye anyway, why not let her out for some fresh air?" Lin Chuan suggested softly.

"???"

"Last time, she believed what you, a despicable villain, said. As a result, she secretly made a pact with you and acknowledged you as her master. If I hadn't discovered it in time, she would have almost fallen into your trap."

The voice was filled with accusations and dissatisfaction, as if he was still angry about what happened last time.

"Cough cough."

Lin Chuan's face flushed, and he cleared his throat awkwardly, "That was just an accident. It's not like he hasn't recognized his master yet."

"Ah."

The sword spirit sneered, and then fell silent, without any sound. Only the faint cold sword intent remained in the air, as if telling of its emotions.

"What a bad temper."

Lin Chuan shook his head and was about to retract his sword, but he saw the sword tremble suddenly, as if it had life, and turned around with a "swish". The tip of the sword, flashing with cold light, was facing his throat, and a chilling chill came over him.

"..."

"Senior, I was wrong. To express my apology, how about giving me some Yin and Yang energy today?"

Lin Chuan's mouth twitched and his face was full of helplessness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword trembled slightly, then retracted its edge and fell into Lin Chuan's hands.

Ever since the sword spirit took action last time, it asked Lin Chuan for some yin and yang energy, saying that it was to sharpen the sword.

For Lin Chuan, this was just a piece of cake, so there was naturally no reason to refuse.

Perhaps it was true that "one who eats someone's food will be soft-hearted, and one who takes someone's money will be grateful", the sword spirit no longer kept harping on Xingye's affairs, and would occasionally chat with Lin Chuan.

However, after Lin Chuan returned to Tianjian Peak, he thought that since the sword spirit could not do anything to Xingye, he suggested giving Xingye some time to come out and move around.

But after Xingye came out, he directly proposed to form a contract and recognize his master. Lin Chuan tried to do it reluctantly, but was caught on the spot by the sword spirit. The relationship between him and the sword spirit, which had been easing, instantly dropped to freezing point.

Fortunately, during this period, Lin Chuan used the energy of yin and yang to warm the sword spirit from time to time, and the relationship between the two gradually eased.

"This Yin-Yang Qi sword spirit can sharpen the sword, so what will you use it for?"

Lin Chuan frowned slightly, and his spiritual consciousness, like an invisible thread, probed to the bottom of the lake in his dantian and landed on the black stone that remained unchanged, trying to find a clue from it, but the stone remained silent and unmoved.

"Chuan'er, the Holy Son is looking for you. He is still at the foot of the mountain."

At this moment, a soft voice came into my ears.

"Lin Yuxuan? Why is he looking for me so late at night? Could it be that he knows that I was the one dressed as a woman that night? No, Master can't know about this. I have to go and check it out."

He pondered to himself, gritted his teeth, and the next moment he walked down the mountain.

……

Tianjian Peak, at the foot of the mountain.

"I hope this trip can help me get rid of the nightmare."

At this time, Lin Yuxuan stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the towering Tianjian Peak, and sighed slightly.

"Son, what does it have to do with me so late at night?"

In the darkness of the night, Lin Chuan came to Lin Yuxuan, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Why call me the Holy Son? Brother Lin, you are too polite. If you don't mind, you can just call me by my name in the future."

Lin Yuxuan had a gentle smile on his face and sincerity in his eyes.

"..."

"Holy Son, you're joking. This is a holy land, and the rules still have to be followed."

Lin Chuan silently distanced himself from Lin Yuxuan.

"Brother Lin is right. I was rude." Lin Yuxuan nodded quickly.

"Son, please speak frankly."

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Lin Yuxuan.

"Cough, it's like this..."

Lin Yuxuan told Lin Chuan all the troubles the rumors had caused him.

"So the Holy Son wants to?"

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Lin Yuxuan's face showed a hint of anticipation, his eyes full of sincerity. He took a small step forward and said, "I want to stay with Brother Lin for a while and bother him. By then, the rumors will surely be proven false."

After saying that, he rubbed his hands, seemed a little nervous, and stared at Lin Chuan closely, fearing that the other party would refuse.

"???"

"Goodbye."

Lin Chuan didn't even think about it, his face changed instantly, and he turned around without hesitation.

"Brother Lin, please don't be like this. I beg you, just let me stay by your side!"

Lin Yuxuan hurriedly caught up with him, his face full of anxiety.

"I'm a man too. If you stay with me, wouldn't that be harmful to me?"

……