Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 44

In Qin WanYing’s perception, Jiang Moqing, who had cultivated the Heartless Valley technique, was like an emotionless iceberg, rarely revealing her emotions.

From the side, it was clear that Qin WanYing’s previous words had a significant impact on her.

Fortunately, Jiang Moqing only reacted by twitching her eyebrows and did not take any extreme actions, which allowed Qin WanYing to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, there was a new problem: despite having already shown off the Flowing Immortal dress given by Lin Que to Jiang Moqing, she had not received the task completion prompt.

“System, what’s going on? Didn’t I do what you told me to do?”

[Host, I’ve already said that the Flowing Immortal dress and white stockings are a set.]

Upon hearing the system’s cold response, Qin WanYing’s eyelids twitched involuntarily.

“Your meaning is… I still have to deliberately show my tattered white stockings to my senior sister?”

[Host, you’re clever.]

“You know what you’re saying?! This is ridiculous!”

Qin WanYing was furious, and her breathing became rapid. She had already felt embarrassed wearing the tattered white stockings to visit her senior sister, and to avoid exposing the fact, she had even pulled down her skirt.

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But the system actually wanted her to show off the tattered white stockings to Jiang Moqing and even brag about it?!

[Host, think about the task rewards. These sacrifices are worth it.]

The system’s tone was, as usual, devoid of emotions, but Qin WanYing felt that it was enjoying the situation.

She wanted to scold the system for having no bottom line.

But the rewards it offered were too great…

A set of shared dream symbols, an increase in Lin Que’s charm and her own physical constitution, especially the shared dream symbols. To know that buying a set of shared dream symbols in the system store required 15,000 system points, and now Qin WanYing didn’t even have a single system point…

After all, the way to obtain system points was simple and crude: it could only be done by letting Lin Que have intimate contact with the target or by completing the conquest.

Conquering an object rewarded 10,000 points, and apart from that, holding hands was worth 5 points, hugging 10 points, kissing 20 points, and having s*x 100 points.

Roughly calculating, to buy a set of shared dream symbols, one would have to conquer an object and let them have s*x with Lin Que 50 times.

Thinking this way, it’s better to complete the task.

Since it has already started, it’s better to grit your teeth and finish it in one go rather than give up halfway.

With a mindset of breaking the pot, Qin Wanyuan walked into the cave mansion with Jiang Moqing.

The two sat in the pavilion. Jiang Moqing didn’t seem to mind what happened just now and still brewed a pot of tea, pouring seven-tenths for herself and Qin Wanyuan.

“How much of the sword manual personally passed down by the master have you understood?” Jiang Moqing asked.

These days, An Xiaoyao was out handling affairs and was not in the cave mansion, so she planned to fulfill her duties as a senior sister.

Actually, if it were a month ago, Jiang Moqing wouldn’t have paid attention to this so-called junior sister, but in the past month, the two had experienced a lot together. Their relationship couldn’t be called intimate, but at least they were familiar with each other.

Moreover, when she was injured before, Qin Wanyuan specifically asked Lin Que to deliver medicine and check her pulse.

In terms of emotion and reason, she should help Qin Wanyuan clear her doubts.

Jiang Moqing indeed practiced the Heartless Method, but she was far from mastering it. According to the elder who taught her this method, she had to cut off her inner demons to truly reach the state of heartlessness.

But what are inner demons? Jiang Moqing had never seen them, let alone talked about cutting them off.

“Junior sister does have some doubts about the sword manual, specifically the thirty-sixth style of the fourth volume.” Qin Wanyuan nodded.

In her previous life, she hadn’t thoroughly studied the sword manual passed down by An Xiaoyao. It was actually quite normal, considering it was An Xiaoyao’s unique sword technique, which she had researched for hundreds of years. The total sword manual had one hundred and eight styles, with thousands of variations, truly ever-changing.

Qin Wanyuan was smart, but she wasn’t a sword genius like Lin Que. How could she possibly learn it in just a few years?

In this life, she could continue her progress from her previous life and keep learning.

When hearing Qin Wanyuan’s confusion, Jiang Moqing’s brows furrowed slightly because this progress was not something a disciple who had been practicing for less than half a year could achieve.

‘Could it be that she is a genius like Lin Que, which is why Lin Que chose her…’

Gradually, Jiang Moqing’s inner anxiety deepened.

When she first fought with Qin Wanyuan, she felt anxiety for the first time in a long while because Qin Wanyuan gave her a feeling very similar to Lin Que.

Both had shallow entry but extraordinary cultivation speed.

Lin Que was like this, and so was Qin Wanyuan.

Even though Qin Wanyuan’s current cultivation was one major realm behind, one day, she would surpass her…

Inexplicably, a voice emerged in her mind.

‘Since you’re worried about her surpassing you, why not teach her the wrong methods, leading her astray and into madness? As long as nine truths and one falsehood are enough to be hidden, no one will find out, and she herself will only think it’s her own problem.’

When that hazy voice reached her mind, Jiang Moqing’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Because that was… her own voice.

Jiang Moqing didn’t respond to the voice, just silently drank her tea.

After listening to Qin Wanyuan’s confusion about the sword manual, she closed her eyes and pondered for a long time. Finally, she opened her eyes, drew her sword, and flew to the courtyard to start practicing.

These were exactly the parts Qin Wanyuan was confused about. Jiang Moqing personally demonstrated them without the slightest deviation.

She wouldn’t use such despicable means, nor would she be jealous of the younger generation’s talent surpassing her own.

If there was anyone to blame, it could only be herself for not being strong enough.

“Really, don’t you feel even a bit jealous of her? Clearly, Lin Que…”

That voice echoed again.

Jiang Moqing ignored it, only quickening her sword dance. The sword energy was fierce, and the voice seemed to be shattered into pieces, disappearing into the wind.

Is this the so-called inner demon? Jiang Moqing thought it was nothing more than this. As long as one’s Dao heart was firm, it could be cut off.

In the courtyard, Qin Wanyuan was mesmerized by Jiang Moqing’s sword dance. Since the latter had not set up any defenses, Qin Wanyuan could use her divine sense to carefully observe every minute detail of the latter’s movements and the flow of spiritual energy through her meridians.

Her confusion was resolved.

So this is how these moves are executed…

Qin Wanyuan was immersed in Jiang Moqing’s sword dance, completely unaware of the increasingly chaotic sword wind around her.

As Jiang Moqing swung her sword again, a massive updraft rose from the ground, suddenly lifting Qin Wanyuan’s skirt.

Logically, as long as Qin Wanyuan was attentive, no matter how strong the wind, it couldn’t lift her skirt. But… she was so entranced by Jiang Moqing’s sword dance that she naturally neglected her own protection.

As her skirt was lifted, Qin Wanyuan suddenly snapped back to reality, quickly pressing down her skirt, trying to cover the torn white silk stockings wrapped around her legs.

But it was already too late.

The sword dance came to an abrupt halt. Jiang Moqing held her sword, staring intently at Qin Wanyuan’s legs, her eyes trembling, as if through those torn white silk stockings, she saw what had happened last night.

The calm was ultimately broken.