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

By the pool.

The suppressed groans continued to ring out. Qiu's fingertips dug deep into his palms, his knuckles turning white, and the cold sweat oozing from his forehead slid down his cheeks.

But Lin Chuan remained unmoved. The spiritual power condensed at his fingertips was as solid as a rock, destroying Qiu's foundation bit by bit. There was no hesitation in his movements, only a barely perceptible tension hidden in his eyes.

for a long time.

Qiu's body suddenly softened and she could no longer hold on and fell straight into Lin Chuan's arms.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a weak and dying appearance.

A trace of heartache flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes, and then he carefully picked up Qiu Da and carried him to the pool.

"start!"

Lin Chuan carefully placed Qiu, who seemed to have lost consciousness in his arms, in front of him and quickly formed seals with his hands.

The next moment, eight warm yellow light balls suddenly emerged from above the eight streams, then slowly floated to Qiu's head, quietly circling around her figure.

"not enough……"

Lin Chuan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and waved. In an instant, dozens of spiritual herbs of various shapes flew in from afar and hovered above the pool.

Then, a cluster of black and white flames suddenly ignited in his palm. He lightly guided it with his fingertips, and the flames wrapped around the spiritual medicine. In just a few breaths, the spiritual medicine melted in the flames and turned into a drop of red spiritual liquid.

"I've tried my best, but how far I can go depends on God's will."

Lin Chuan let out a long sigh, moved his fingertips slightly, and merged the drop of red spiritual liquid into the pool.

"Gulu gulu..."

As soon as the drop of red spiritual liquid merged into the pool formed by spiritual energy, the water in the pool instantly turned scarlet and then boiled violently.

If you look down from a high place, the rolling red waves wrapping around the figures in the pool really look like two people being "stewed" in a huge pot of red oil.

After doing all this, Lin Chuan immediately embraced Qiu's body and hugged her. The spiritual power in his body continuously flowed into her body, helping her to refine the Suyi Pill in her body.

“It hurts so much…”

Qiu's brows were tightly furrowed, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. His originally weak body twisted restlessly in the pool water, and every movement revealed unbearable pain.

"Be good, bear with it for a while, don't forget, you have to keep up with me in the future."

Lin Chuan leaned over slightly, put his thin lips close to Qiu's ear and whispered in a very soft voice.

I don’t know if it was because he heard Lin Chuan’s voice clearly, or because the vow of “follow my footsteps” took effect, but Qiu’s moans gradually stopped.

She only clenched her teeth even tighter, clenched her hands into fists, and let her fingertips dig deeply into her palms, even her knuckles turned white.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan immediately supported Qiu's shoulders and turned her to face him. He then gently pried open her clenched palm, took the hand that still bore the marks of pinching, and slowly pressed it against his back.

Just as he expected, Qiu seemed to have finally found a new outlet. He exerted force with his fingertips instantly, pinching deeply into Lin Chuan's back, turning the unbearable pain into the strength of his fingertips.

"No wonder when I was tempering my foundation, after every medicinal bath, Master always looked like he wanted to beat me up..."

Lin Chuan gently hugged Qiu in his arms, his fingertips still slowly transferring spiritual power, but his thoughts couldn't help but drift away to the scene when Xu Hanyi accompanied him in a medicinal bath when he was tempering his foundation.

"Master, does it hurt?"

Lin Chuan looked at the crisscrossing bloodstains on Xu Hanyi's body, his voice full of heartache.

"What do you think? Traitor!"

Xu Hanyi said in a sullen tone, pretending to be harsh and scolding, "Other places are fine, but if you leave scars on the places you love, you will regret it!"

"I'll apply medicine to Master and then blow on him." Lin Chuan said as he took out the medicine bottle from the storage space.

"You can apply the medicine, but blowing it will not be necessary."

Xu Hanyi's face flushed slightly, and her voice softened a bit, "Chuan'er... I still need to strengthen my foundation tomorrow..."

"Master...why don't you accompany me in the medicinal bath next time?"

Lin Chuan dipped his fingertips in the ointment and gently applied it on Xu Hanyi's wounds, his movements extremely light.

"Chuan'er, do you dislike your master?"

Xu Hanyi's voice suddenly turned cold, with a barely perceptible hint of tension.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Lin Chuan's heart suddenly tightened, and he paused in applying the medicine on his hands. He quickly looked up at Xu Hanyi and explained in an anxious tone.

"You know the truth."

Xu Hanyi snorted lightly, and the coldness in his tone dissipated a little.

"Isn't Master at the Tribulation Realm? How could I have hurt you?"

Lin Chuan slowed down the movement of applying the medicine on his hands and looked at Xu Hanyi's wound. Although he had some guesses in his mind, he still couldn't help asking.

"If you don't scratch me, what if Chuan'er scratches himself?" Xu Hanyi sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness.

"Master..."

"what happened?"

"Let me help Master blow the air."

"Traitor... you are only allowed to brag! Tomorrow... I still need to... temper my foundation..."

……

"Master..."

Lin Chuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and a more determined light flashed in his eyes.

……

outside world.

The news that all the major forces were about to merge to form the Holy Land of Common People and that Lin Chuan would become the first Holy Lord swept across the entire Qingluan Continent like a hurricane.

Qingluan Holy Land, Qingluan Peak.

"Yuxuan, you won't be able to be the Holy Lord anymore. You won't blame me, right?"

Li Jun looked at Lin Yuxuan, who was looking at the empty hall with a shifty look in his eyes, and asked.

"Where."

Lin Yuxuan quickly retracted his wandering gaze and put on a smile. "Master, I haven't noticed your situation these years. You've worked hard all your life, so you certainly don't want me to be so tired, right?"

"Really don't want to?"

Li Jun raised an eyebrow, his gaze fell on Lin Yuxuan's face, and his tone was a little tentative, "After being the Holy Son for so many years, don't you want to experience the feeling of being the Holy Lord?"

"???"

"You don't want me to go to the New Holy Land, take over your position, and then run off to have fun, right?"

Lin Yuxuan's eyes widened instantly, and he stared at Li Jun with a vigilant look, saying in a firm tone, "I'm telling you, don't even think about it!"

"Yuxuan, you're not young anymore. You successfully advanced to the Spiritual Transformation Realm a few days ago. When I was your age, I already..."

Before Li Jun finished speaking, he saw Lin Yuxuan running out as if his feet were greased, mumbling incoherently: "I don't want to be, I'm still young, I still need to understand the world..."

"Smelly boy..."

Li Jun shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and was about to pour a cup of tea, but as soon as his eyes fell on the table, he was stunned.

The next second, he suddenly reacted and roared in the direction where Lin Yuxuan ran outside the hall: "Beast! That's the tea set that I have collected for a hundred years! Bring it back to me!"

……

Tianjian Peak, above the clouds.

A graceful figure in red sat on a long sword, her sleeves fluttering gently in the wind.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the familiar mountains below where she had lived for many years, and a hint of depression quietly appeared between her brows.

"Wouldn't it be nice to move Tianjian Peak there then?"

At this moment, a gentle voice fell softly into my ears.

"Sister Liyue."

Jiang Wanying turned her head following the voice and looked at the woman in pink dress who appeared quietly beside her.

"Thinking about winter clothes?"

Li Yue landed lightly on the side of the sword and sat down side by side with Jiang Wanying.

"Ah."

Jiang Wanying responded softly.

"Maybe she's thinking of you too."

Li Yue raised her hand and rubbed Jiang Wanying's head.

"But... Master said he doesn't want me anymore..."

Jiang Wanying's voice was a little choked, and her eyes were slightly red.

"..."

Li Yue was silent for a moment, a complex expression flashing across her eyes. Then she slowed down her tone and soothed him softly, "Maybe that was just a rant. I know Han Yi. She definitely doesn't really blame you."

"Sister Li..."

Jiang Wanying couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly threw herself into Li Yue's arms. The accumulated grievances instantly broke through her defense line, and her tears fell on Li Yue's pink skirt like a dam breaking. Her shoulders trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"Be good, don't cry."

Li Yue gently patted Jiang Wanying's back, calming her emotions in her gentle embrace.

for a long time.

Jiang Wanying's sobs gradually subsided, but her shoulders still twitched occasionally.

Li Yue did not let go of Jiang Wanying in his arms, but just gently stroked her back, his eyes lowered, quietly looking at the Tianjian Peak shrouded in clouds and mist below, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until the setting sun slowly falls, dyeing the sky a warm orange.

"Sister Liyue, I'm fine."

Jiang Wanying stood up from his embrace and wiped away the remaining tears with her hand. "Let's go back to the North to find Ah Chuan. He must miss us after not seeing him for so long."

"Let's set off tomorrow. There are still some things to arrange at Tianyao Peak."

Li Yue shook her head slightly, then slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

"Then I'll accompany Sister Liyue?"

Jiang Wanying immediately stood up and reached out to gently pull Li Yue's sleeve.

"My eyes are all swollen from crying, how can I help?"

Li Yue raised her hand helplessly and tapped the red corners of Jiang Wanying's eyes, with a hint of anger in her tone.

"..."

Jiang Wanying pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment before she suddenly asked softly, "Sister Liyue, did you say I should keep Master's things and take them to the new holy land?"

"..."

Li Yue looked at the expectation that could not be hidden in Jiang Wanying's eyes, opened her mouth with a complicated expression, and finally softened her voice and nodded gently: "If you want to take it, then bring it over."

"Sister Liyue..."

Jiang Wanying's eyes lit up instantly, and she was about to say something when she saw Li Yue turning around gently.

"I'm going to be busy, you have a good rest."

Li Yue's voice came from the front, with gentle instructions.

Jiang Wanying stared at Li Yue's back, her eyes following the pink dress through the deepening dusk until it completely disappeared around the corner of the mountain path. Only then did she gently retract her gaze, turn around, and slowly walk towards the main hall.

The evening breeze blew up her red dress and also blew away the last bit of sadness between her brows.

The moon is bright and the stars are twinkling.

"Xiao Wanying, didn't we agree to leave for the Northern Territory today? How come it's almost midnight and you haven't packed yet?"

"Sister Liyue, please wait for me. I'll help Master clean up."

"You mean Xu Hanyi will live with us then?"

"Maybe."

"I'll help you clean up."

……