Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 16

The reason Qin Wanyuan went to find Jiang Moqing was not to complete the task immediately.

She planned to get familiar with her senior sister and improve their relationship.

The difficulty of the main task assigned by the system was obviously lower this time, indicating that there must be some hidden conditions to be met.

The task had no time limit, so Qin Wanyuan was in no hurry to complete it. She needed to first figure out the hidden conditions to maximize the benefits.

Before that, it was naturally necessary to know oneself and one’s enemy.

Understanding more about Jiang Moqing’s temperament would make the upcoming system tasks easier.

Qin Wanyuan had already learned a bit about Jiang Moqing’s temperament through dreams. She knew that he didn’t like beating around the bush and preferred to discuss matters directly with the sword.

This was very much in line with the personality of a traditional sword cultivator, who would draw their sword at the slightest disagreement.

As for bringing Lin Que along… it was just in case. After all, the sparring match between her and Jiang Moqing yesterday almost turned into a deadly fight.

Lin Que had no objections. In fact, he felt more at ease accompanying Qin Wanyuan personally.

They arrived at the door on their swords and announced their names. Jiang Moqing opened the door.

The process was similar to yesterday, except that today Jiang Moqing was also wearing a fitted training outfit, and his long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, falling neatly behind him.

“Are your injuries healed?” Jiang Moqing asked.

“Yes.” Qin Wanyuan nodded.

Their conversation was brief, with no pleasantries, and they immediately started fighting in the courtyard.

It could be said that they were a model of starting a fight within three seconds of meeting.

Watching the two draw their swords without a word, Lin Que had a sense of déjà vu.

“Is it because of last night’s dream… it’s always easy to recall past scenes.”

He leaned against the wall, looking up at the two fighting in the sky, his gaze drifting away. Eventually, he sighed softly and stopped thinking about trivial matters.

But at that moment, Lin Que suddenly felt a weight on his left shoulder. He turned his head and found a little demon dressed in Gothic midgetta sitting on his shoulder.

Her long legs wrapped in black stockings were swinging leisurely.

“Why are you daydreaming instead of watching the female cultivators fight?”

The little demon lived up to her name, starting with a heavy remark, “I say, watching female cultivators fight is more interesting. It’s a pity they’re using swords and wearing fitted training outfits, unlike yesterday when there were glimpses of spring. If they were fighting barehanded, it would be even more fun, pulling hair and grabbing collars, revealing that fair, smooth skin. Tsk tsk~”

“Why do you sound like a lecherous old man?” Lin Que glanced at the little demon. Despite her beautiful appearance, she always managed to say strange things.

At this point, the little demon’s blood-red eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a playful expression. His tone slowed down: “It’s a technique that can renew meridians and reopen acupoints.”

Hearing this, Lin Que was obviously stunned.

It should be known that renewing meridians and reopening acupoints have always been difficult problems to solve in the cultivation world, especially the latter.

After all, as long as the meridians are not more than half damaged, there is always a way to make the circulation flow again, but acupoints are an almost unsolvable problem.

The Dao is fifty, the heavens evolve forty-nine. The acupoints in the body of a cultivator also follow this rule. The number of innate acupoints basically determines the aptitude and cultivation speed of that cultivator.

Therefore, bloodline is extremely important in the cultivation world. Many family disciples have more innate acupoints than ordinary people. Even without the massive resources of their families, their cultivation speed is still far beyond that of ordinary people.

This also leads to a situation where the strong remain strong and the weak remain weak in the cultivation world.

Of course, occasionally there are rogue cultivators who rise to prominence on their own, but overall, such peerless geniuses are still a minority and cannot break the monopoly of family bloodlines.

But if the technique the little demon mentioned is real, it would truly be a heaven-defying change of fate.

Not to mention shaking the structure of the cultivation world, just Lin Que’s life would undergo earth-shattering changes.

In terms of innate aptitude, Lin Que is not considered top-notch. His innate acupoints only number thirty-nine, which is just above average.

The reason he was able to claim the top spot in the Eastern Region was not due to overwhelming cultivation or system cheats, but because he was wholeheartedly devoted to the sword, and his understanding of swordsmanship far surpassed his peers.

During the Hundred Sects Competition, it could be said that it was the highlight of Lin Que’s early life. At that time, he was high-spirited, overcoming obstacles all the way, and many geniuses could only retreat in defeat before him.

Sword cultivators can be said to be one of the biggest variables in the cultivation world because their power is unreasonable enough. There is even a saying that one sword can break ten thousand techniques, and it is common for them to defeat enemies of higher levels.

The most crucial thing is that what determines whether a sword cultivator is truly powerful is not entirely aptitude or so-called resources, but comprehension and a tenacious heart.

The former only sets the lower limit, while the latter is the key factor that determines the upper limit of a sword cultivator.

It is precisely because of this that more and more people are flocking to become sword cultivators, though the reasons vary. Some do it to change their fate, while others simply think that being a graceful sword immortal is very dashing.

As a result, in today’s cultivation world, at least six out of ten people are dressed in white and carry swords at their waists, leading to serious homogenization.

Lin Que’s thoughts drifted far away. The little demon noticed this and immediately cleared his throat twice, bringing him back to reality.

“Ahem, ahem, I’m telling you, this time it’s a special big giveaway. Teaching a man to fish is better than giving him a fish. This technique can not only be used by yourself but also help others, such as your Dao companion, and others…”

“I feel like there’s more to your words.”

Lin Que frowned, feeling that the little demon was hinting at something. “Just say it straight, what’s the price?”

“How can you call it a price? I’ve always been your good partner. I don’t want your soul or your body, I just want you to follow your heart’s truest desires~”

The little demon whispered, truly like a devil tempting one to fall.

At this moment, Qin Wanyuan and Jiang Moqing finished their sparring in the sky and landed, standing not far in front of Lin Que.

Seeing Jiang Moqing with her high ponytail and heroic demeanor, the little demon’s eyes lit up and he came up with an idea.

“Got it! Why not do something you’ve never done before, like peeping at your senior sister while she bathes, how about it?”

As he said this, the little demon had a mischievous smile, his blood-red eyes half-narrowed, like a cunning little fox.