130: Chapter 129: Break Her Ribs 130: Chapter 129: Break Her Ribs Song Yun had a very direct experience of Qingluan’s strength—for instance, she once punched his newly repaired car and left a dent, and when Song Yun teased her, a shy push from her on Song Yun’s chest left him bedridden for a whole day.
Qingluan was that kickass, and the power exhibited by her master moments ago was beyond words.
Song Yun thought, Old man, you are being shady.
Why did you have to act like you don’t recognize me after pulling up your trousers, making me now bow and scrape to others?
“You’ve been improving your cultivation really fast,” the Fairy pinched Qingluan’s cheek and said, “But your alertness has decreased, I thought you would be the first one out, but it turned out to be this young fellow.”
“Master, I know my mistake, but with this jerk protecting me, I’m not scared at all,” Qingluan moved forward and cooed as she hugged the Fairy’s arm.
To be honest, Song Yun had never seen Qingluan act coquettish before.
Today, he finally witnessed it, and though cute, it was something he couldn’t enjoy.
If Qingluan put a little force on his humble arm, he wouldn’t need to leave the house for the next few days.
“You, you,” the Fairy tapped Qingluan’s delicate nose and said, “Do you want to know who I am?”
“As long as you don’t kill to silence me, I do want to know,” Song Yun said.
Those masters always liked to say during fights that everyone who knew their name was dead, and he didn’t want to lose his life over a name.
“What are you talking about?
My master isn’t that kind of murderous demon,” Qingluan pouted and protested with a wrinkled nose.
“The outer world likes to call me Cold Clothes Immortal,” the Fairy stated indifferently, “but I prefer being called Kunlun Saintess.”
Holy shit, the old man had truly messed with someone significant.
Song Yun might not have heard of the title Kunlun Saintess, but the name Cold Clothes Immortal resounded globally.
The Azure Dragon in the top three of the War God List once said, “I can’t withstand her if she truly gets angry.” If the mightiest people in the world can’t stand her anger, Song Yun certainly didn’t expect his frail body to survive a round under her, thinking, Old man, you’re really shady for not telling me you had connections with such a deity.
“This…
Cold Clothes Immortal, if you need to seek someone, please seek my master and not vent on me,” Song Yun pleaded, “Seeing as my frail body won’t last many rounds under you, you better go find him.”
“Our older generation’s issues naturally won’t involve you.
However, if you bully my disciple, you will bear the consequences,” the Cold Clothes Immortal said gently looking at Qingluan.
What’s called domineering?
This is.
Cold Clothes Immortal’s words left Song Yun trembling, almost making him want to kneel and swear a contract right there.
But, is it Qingluan bullying him or he bullying Qingluan?
Song Yun was puzzled.
He couldn’t even withstand a hug from her, let alone her skills, crikey, did she really have to use threatening words?
“After a while, the Fuji Mountain Saintess will be coming over from Huaxia, what do you plan to do?” asked the Cold Clothes Immortal casually.
“What to do…
chill it, I suppose.
Can’t fight it, if I complained I’d be tied to RB,” Song Yun said begrudgingly.
“You don’t know how merciless the old man and the sect people are, they don’t care about my life at all.
Ah, my life just waves relentlessly one after another.”
“It’s not easy for your master either, the Beautiful Immortal from Fuji Mountain went to find your master as well,” said the Cold Clothes Immortal with a glint of chill in her eyes, “A RB woman wanting to snatch a man from me, if I don’t break your ribs this time, I won’t return to Kunlun.”
Holy shit, Song Yun felt like he’d accidentally discovered some secret.
So the Beautiful Immortal was also going after the old man, damn it, normally the old man’s sloppy appearance in the sect made Song Yun reluctant to admit he was his disciple.
Yet, the old man was so popular outside, should he also dress up and go woo girls like his master?
“Master, is that Saintess’ master as shameless as she is?” Qingluan said coolly.
“Yes, it’s either you and your disciple are charming, or what.
Both generations of Fuji Mountain and Kunlun Saintesses have a liking for you.
Hmm, clearly he loves me, but Qili wants to meddle.
If I don’t act now, others might think less of me,” the Cold Clothes Immortal spoke coldly.
Song Yun could only swallow his saliva and keep quiet; though he was cursing the old man, who knew what those pursuers of two generations of saintesses would say about him?
“Cough cough…
Cold Clothes Immortal, no no, Madam, I also think RB people are not okay, and there’s no way the old man would like a RB woman.
Even if he agrees, I won’t agree, marrying her would mess up the bloodline, so I support you,” said Song Yun righteously.
“I won’t tell the old man that you’re looking for him, please give it your all when you go to the UK.”
This term ‘Madam’ made Cold Clothes Immortal feel comfortable; she moved forward and gently patted Song Yun’s head, saying, “You really talk sense, how do you see the new generation of Fuji Mountain Saintess?”
“That lady is a freak, she keeps clinging to me.” Song Yun said helplessly.
“But personally, as a nationalist, I would never do something to destroy the ancestral bloodline, so I’ve figured it out.
When that lady comes for me, I’ll take everyone in the villa on a vacation.
Huaxia is so big, I don’t believe she can find me.”
“Good, you have this plan, so I can rest assured handing Qingluan over to you, you must protect her well.
Once I bring back your master, we’ll celebrate together.” Cold Clothes Immortal said and vanished in a flash of a foot tap.
“Qingluan, are you the Kunlun Saintess too?” Song Yun, thinking Cold Clothes Immortal had gone far enough, turned and asked.
“Yes, but just a reserve for now.
I must pass the trials in the sect to truly claim that title,” Qingluan shrugged nonchalantly.
“Impressive,” Song Yun gave Qingluan a thumbs-up.
“Your master has entrusted you to me, so tonight should we…”
Seeing Song Yun’s mischievous winking, Qingluan, too lazy_rsp to argue, directly slapped him away and instantly vanished.