Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Chapter 126: A promising future for the poor sword nun master x a mortal body, a lonely and taciturn

However, Yun Qian actually liked this. She had always understood deeply that there was no need for her to waste her energy studying and pleasing trash people. Trash people would only continue to consume her precious energy.

So when dealing with people like them, there is no need to remain indifferent when hitting them hard. Always remember that you are the first priority.

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The wind was blowing, and Ling Ji was brought back to Yunjian Sect by Yun Qian.

Yun Qian couldn't help but smile secretly. She was so kind to this boy that she couldn't bear to let him lose...

The boy was unexpectedly well-behaved and called her Master right from the start.

Well, that’s good, you are aware.

She indifferently agreed, looking at the boy in front of her who bowed his head with his hands clasped. The most speechless moment was that he was a fully grown boy, with fully developed bones and very tall. The 15cm difference made him taller than Yun Qian even when he bowed his head.

Yun Qian was silent for a moment, then took two steps back to look at him. His aura of majesty and nobility was still there.

Although the boy was tall, he looked a little thin.

Don’t you have food at home? Looking at the sword in his hand, Yun Qian thought for a moment and took out a magic weapon that he had extorted from various sects some time ago.

"This sword is called Lingguang. It's a good sword. It suits you very well."

Ling Ji's eyes, which were always cold, were now tinged with light as he looked up at his new master.

The boy had become much more silent since he made up his mind. He longed to become stronger...

The master was holding the sword to hand it to him. His silver hair was tied up, and the rest hung down his back. He stared straight at him. There was not much warmth in his eyes, but it did not make him feel cold, as if he really only regarded him as his own disciple.

"Disciple thanks Master."

From now on, will Master personally teach me how to practice swordsmanship? The words I really wanted to say got stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them out loud.

"Go down and have a good rest first. Come to the back mountain of the sect to meet me at noon tomorrow."

After Yun Qian finished speaking, he left without a trace of nostalgia. When dealing with delicious prey, one must study it carefully and teach it, and must not act too hastily.

Moreover, his confusing life experience is really interesting, but it's a pity that it is unlikely to be revealed in a short time.

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Yun Qian was not idle after returning. She was busy refining some pills suitable for him to eat... She looked at the bones of the son of luck, which were obviously excellent. There was a crystal blue light in his dantian... But she was still a little confused, a kind of inexplicable intuition.

But no matter what, the child of destiny was now essentially a "pirate ship" that she had hijacked. Although he was only eighteen years old, it was already a remarkable achievement for him to have reached the middle stage of the foundation-building stage, but she had to make him grow faster. At the very least, she couldn't let him drag her down... Yun Qian even wondered if there was a medicine in this world that could allow him to complete the formation of the golden elixir directly...

Having said that, the reality is that he can only have what he wants. She will give him the best magic tools, nourishing natural treasures, elixirs, and talismans that others have.

After all, he was chosen by her, so he shouldn't feel wronged, right?

You know what, this system-produced Taishang Laojun furnace is truly professionally suited for alchemy... These days, she's been collecting raw materials everywhere to make pills, then selling them to those who are stupid, have a lot of money, and know what they're worth...

She even remembered to engage in hunger marketing to highlight the preciousness of her elixir... After Yun Qian's efforts, she and her Yunjian Sect were finally not so poor anymore. However, with so many actions taken by her, it was hard for other sects not to notice, but it was no big deal.

After all, she seemed to be vaguely aware of something. There must be something on her that they wanted. Since it was still with her, they couldn't touch her for a while.

So in the evening, Yun Qian sent a little servant to deliver something to Ling Ji, and to stay with him to take care of him.

For Ling Ji, these things were like a big gift package for a newcomer. Ling Ji kept a straight face, but in fact, he secretly felt that his master was very good to him.

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The next morning, Ling Ji was waiting in the back mountain, and he did not forget to do his morning exercises first...

This back mountain was where the two of them had first met. The springs were splashing, and the crisp chirping of birds echoed in the valley. It was truly a place perfect for practicing martial arts...

Yun Qian showed up on time, neither too early nor too late. Seeing Ling Ji meditating, she had no intention of disturbing him, so she found a rock and sat down to meditate as well… This morning exercise, as the name suggests, is about practicing.

It is not difficult to absorb spiritual power in a world with abundant spiritual energy, but the quality of spiritual power also has its requirements. In any case, the spiritual power of the Yunjian Sect is very refined, and Ling Ji felt it after just sitting for a while.

When he opened his eyes, he found his master had arrived. She looked like a banished celestial being, a fairy who was detached from the mundane world, yet her fighting skills were no less impressive than anyone else's. Frankly speaking, Ling Ji had a deep admiration for Yun Qian.

He also noticed that his master was a person who never showed his emotions yesterday...but he recognized him the first time he saw him.

To be honest, he really wanted to know why his master was interested in him and wanted to take him in as his disciple the first time they met...

Before he could think any more, Yun Qian opened her eyes slightly, and looked at him with those cold eyes without a trace of lust, but when their eyes met, she curled her lips slightly.

Ling Ji's eyes changed expression for a moment, then immediately calmed down and said, "Master."

"Who taught you before?"

The young man's eyes suddenly went blank for a moment, and Yun Qian felt that he had asked the key person.

"It's my mother."

"Oh, is she also from the Immortal Sect?" The master's voice was as clear and pleasant as mountain spring water.

But it made Ling Ji think of some past events buried deep in his heart.

"She is not. She is just an ordinary person."

Yun Qian saw that something was wrong and decided to stop while he was ahead.

"Since you are my disciple, Master must speak upfront about some unpleasant things. You are extremely talented. If you are willing to practice diligently, Master will teach you everything he knows. You don't have to worry about that. And as you can see, there is no one else in the Cloud Sword Sect, only you and I. Aside from my Cloud Moon Palace, you can go to other places as you please to practice. Master hopes that you can improve your cultivation greatly as soon as possible, and even one day be able to defeat me. Do you understand?"

Yun Qian suddenly spoke a long string of words, and the young man listened to every word and nodded in agreement.

He is quite obedient, Yun Qian thought.

The master and disciple stayed at the foot of this cliff for the entire morning. Ling Ji watched Yun Qian practice her sword skills up close... Yun Qian's instruction was both vague and precise, telling him to study the sword manual carefully on his own and come back to her if he had any questions.

Actually, there's no problem. Adults like him have good comprehension abilities. Knowledge is always more effective when learned actively. Passive indoctrination is like forcing someone to learn something...

The most important point is that he is the son of destiny... Yun Qian has no choice but to believe that he can do it.