Who Touched My Tail!

6.5

6.5 – It looks like I'll need to beat up more and more rivals in the future

translator: xiin
editor: BlueBug & alamerysl

"You are of a fox lineage has charm deeply embedded in their bones. No matter who it is, as long as they meet you, they will all love you." The trees on the mountain were evergreens, the person in front of him was dressed in white with his long hair tied up, and as he walked, his feet did not touch the ground. His entire being seemed like that of an otherworldly immortal separated from everyone. "This is both a good thing and a bad thing."

Xue Ling followed his new cheap master. At first, he had an inexplicable aversion to this man, but when he changed back to that untouchable immortal look, that aversion disappeared. When he learned that this man held the highest status in Ten Thousand Sword Sect and was the strongest sword cultivator, Xue Ling reluctantly recognized this cheap man as his master, but his heart was filled with all kinds of discontent.

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Because having a higher position in the game would make things more convenient for him, he had to tolerate the big iceberg in front of him.

Wasn't it just a competition to see who could be a better snow lotus or iceberg? No problem!

"When the nine-tailed fox is born into the world, the world will inevitably be chaotic. Your master does not know what your future holds, but I can help you avoid those storms." Han Wuzheng brought Xue Ling all the way to his pavilion as he continued, "When one has strength and power, one would naturally have nothing to fear. As sword cultivators, we bring our swords with us as we travel all over the world, fearlessly fighting with heaven and earth by virtue of our absolute strength."

Xue Ling could not muster up the energy to show his contempt towards his words, and only kept his mouth shut as he silently nodded.

"Chijian Peak is your master's mountain peak, and there are no other people here. You can first live in the Tingyu Pavilion."

Xue Ling felt that the name of this pavilion was familiar, and tried hard to recall it before realizing that the name of this pavilion coincided with the protagonist shou's name. His game name was Listening to Rain on a Bridge, and the word Tingyu in Tingyu Pavilion meant 'listening to rain', which almost seemed to have been prepared for him. Xue Ling frowned a little unhappily.

"Your master lives in the Purple Sword Pavilion on the mountain peak. You can find me there if you need anything."

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"Mm." Although this man looked like an iceberg, he was still very conscientious as a teacher, not becoming angry even though he spoke so much and only received a single sound of affirmation from Xue Ling in return. Rather, he calmly continued to speak.

"As a sword cultivator, it is absolutely necessary to have a sword. Go to the valley and pick up a spiritual stone. After you return, I will teach you sword stances and abilities."

"Yes."

His words caused a quest to emerge. Xue Ling silently accepted the quest and headed towards the valley behind the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to select a spiritual stone. He walked briskly, and did not notice that the man's gaze was pinned to his back as he left.

It no longer held the initial iciness, but rather had an over-the-top obsessiveness. Currently, Han Wuzheng no longer held any resemblance to an iceberg, but he still looked discontented as he sighed deeply and turned to enter the little pavilion, preparing to fix it up for Xue Ling. Who would've thought that as soon as he turned, a dense black cloud of devilish energy descended from the sky. Han Wuzheng's expression changed, his hand extended and a ray of bright light shot out, but it still failed to block the devilish energy.