You’re Here, So Stay
“Junior Brother Ange, why does your sword seem so weak today?”
“Look at Senior Sister Luo Yi—even in the afternoon, her silver sword dances with vigor and strength!”
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On the Sword Dao Plaza, Xu Xin was practicing alongside He Ange.
Both were newly recognized disciples under Qin Shiyan, which naturally led to more conversations between them.
However,
Xu Xin noticed that He Ange seemed off today, often slacking during practice and far less spirited than An Luo Yi.
In truth, He Ange was exhausted. After spending the entire night negotiating with Li Daoyuan, he returned in the morning only to hand over his remaining energy to Senior Sister before he could sleep.
But He Ange had to admit…
Senior Sister really knew how to cater to his tastes.
Initially, he had molded An Luo Yi into his ideal shape. But over time, she had subtly conditioned him to her preferences.
Eventually, after enough encounters, He Ange found himself thoroughly accustomed to her touch. Should he ever seek pleasure with another woman, he would realize that no one else could compare to An Luo Yi.
The reason was simple:
Only An Luo Yi could provide the best experience for He Ange!
Other women?
They wouldn’t know the right positions to please him, nor understand his preferred rhythm or the words and sounds that excited him most!
Thus, An Luo Yi had effectively monopolized He Ange’s desires.
In a sense, it could be said that although the mark was on An Luo Yi, it was uncertain who was truly training whom!
And,
For He Ange, the most direct feeling was that every time he gave in to An Luo Yi, it was pure bliss—each encounter surpassing the last.
Afterward, when An Luo Yi allowed him to hold her as they slept, He Ange never felt empty.
But once he woke up, the utopian dream ended.
Every morning, He Ange felt an unprecedented fatigue, making him want to bury his head in Senior Sister’s embrace and sleep all day.
Clearly, he was daydreaming.
Maybe He Ange could indulge himself for a day and night, but An Luo Yi was always early to bed and early to rise—a disciplined senior sister. Once she was awake, she wouldn’t let He Ange continue being lazy.
Early to bed and early to rise—that was An Luo Yi’s unyielding lifestyle.
She would wake him up on time for bathing, dressing, and sword practice…
Even if they weren’t cultivating, An Luo Yi would drag him to the spirit spring for a bath together.
In fact,
That’s how He Ange woke up this afternoon.
No matter how much he pleaded for five more minutes, An Luo Yi refused. She used her ice spirit veins to freeze her hands and placed them on his back.
In an instant, He Ange was wide awake—any drowsiness completely banished.
“Sigh…”
Thinking about it,
He Ange couldn’t help but sigh. Senior Sister was great in every way but too strict as a Destined Heroine. Even as her Dao companion, he was forced into a regular routine—practicing swordsmanship and eating on schedule every day.
“Alright, alright~”
Xu Xin patted his shoulder with a bright smile, encouraging him:
“Junior Brother Ange, keep practicing! We’ll be celestial servants together soon—fighting evil and upholding justice! You don’t want to be caught unprepared and need a girl like me to save you~”
“Though I don’t mind protecting you, it would be embarrassing if other celestial servants found out~”
The green-haired girl twirled her sword, laughing at her own joke.
Recently,
Xu Xin had been particularly energetic—practicing tirelessly from morning till night. Since their time in the secret realm, she had grown close to He Ange. Her naturally introverted personality turned chatty around familiar faces.
As the sun set,
He Ange watched Xu Xin’s innocent smile and found himself momentarily lost in thought.
“Protect me? Senior Sister Xu should surpass my cultivation first.”
“You!”
Xu Xin pouted, hugging her sword: “Cultivation isn’t the only measure of strength!”
“Then how about a sparring match? Let’s see what you’ve got.”
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He Ange raised his hand and summoned his sword with a mischievous smile.
Under his dark gaze,
Xu Xin recalled how He Ange had outwitted Duan Zixuan and Jue Wu Qing in the Cherry Sea Secret Realm. Her cute face turned slightly pale.
But even so,
She bravely stepped forward, biting her lip: “Fine! Let’s spar!”
“Just so you know—my Green Lotus Sword Technique is a supreme technique passed down from the ancient Green Lotus Sword Immortal. Don’t underestimate me—”
A few minutes later,
“Take this!”
Xu Xin’s sword strike was easily dodged by He Ange.
He gripped his sword’s scabbard like a stick and lightly tapped her forehead with a “thunk!”
“Ow—!”
“It hurts!”
With a dull thud,
The girl cried out and fell face-first into the dirt.
“Sniff…”
Xu Xin clutched her head, looking up at He Ange with teary eyes—like a pitiful little hamster.
“So how about it, Senior Sister? Am I impressive?”
He Ange’s smirk carried a hint of mockery.
Xu Xin burst into tears on the spot.
“Sniff… You’re impressive…”
“I admit you’re better than me! Sniff… I don’t want to spar anymore!!”
Seeing her about to run off crying,
He Ange called out:
“Senior Sister Xu, don’t leave so quickly.”
“How about I teach you some sword techniques? Your Green Lotus Sword Technique is good but has some flaws.”
“Really?” Her eyes sparkled with hope as she turned back to him.
“We’re fellow disciples—sharing knowledge is only natural.” He Ange shrugged.
“Yay!”
Xu Xin hugged him excitedly: “I knew you were the best~”
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…
As He Ange instructed Xu Xin in swordsmanship,
Time flew by. The sun set and night fell.
Under the starry sky,
A blazing streak shot across the heavens and landed precisely in a desolate forest outside Yong’an City.
The fiery tornado incinerated nearby trees upon landing.
As the flames dissipated,
A petite girl with fiery red hair and golden eyes emerged.
She folded her fiery wings and scanned her surroundings cautiously.
Before landing,
Que Sheng had scouted the area—ensuring no one was nearby. At this late hour, no one would notice a fleeting meteor in the night sky.
“Good. No one saw.”
She smiled confidently.
“Now I need to find a way into Shengxu Sect… The information from the sect leader is crucial and must not be leaked.”
With this thought,
Que Sheng prepared to continue her stealthy approach by igniting her wings again.
But just as she took a step forward,
A strange array activated beneath her feet—
“Damn! An ambush?!”
In panic,
She quickly retreated and took off running.
As a descendant of the Vermilion Bird clan,
Que Sheng possessed incredible speed. Within seconds, she had flown several kilometers away.
“If not for the sect leader’s orders to prioritize stealth, I’d kill whoever set this trap!”
Landing in another forest,
She folded her wings and cursed under her breath.
As a young prodigy of Wanmo Sect,
Running away wasn’t part of Que Sheng’s nature!
And as a bird spirit,
She despised human traps most of all!
“Never mind. No need to waste time on mortals—completing my mission is more important…”
Muttering to herself,
She continued onward.
But soon,
She found herself back where she started—surrounded by scorched trees and a cratered ground.
“This place…”
“Isn’t this where I just landed?”
She couldn’t believe it.
Changing direction,
She flew again—only to return to the same spot within minutes.
No matter which way she went,
She always ended up back at the array’s location.
Her delicate features twisted in frustration—
“Damn it!”
“Who set this infernal illusion trap?!”
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Shengxu Sect Forbidden Grounds
That night,
He Ange was on his way to visit Li Daoyuan for some drinks when he sensed something unusual. Pausing mid-step,
He glanced eastward with a smirk:
“Oh?”
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
“We’ve got company already?”
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