Chapter 125: Behave and Let Sister Take a Look!
Night fell.
The once lively Sword Flower Palace returned to its serene state as darkness enveloped the surroundings.
After settling Young Master Sang in the confinement room, Qiu Ju returned to her own quarters.
She and her sister Chun Lan didn’t reside in the common disciples’ dormitory of Sword Flower Palace.
Due to their role as the palace master Gu Yingmian’s personal sword attendants, their living quarters were in a separate little villa next to the palace master’s chamber.
Every night, after practicing sword art, the two would enjoy the unique hot springs of Yaochi Tianshan under the gentle night breeze.
“I’m back…”
When Qiu Ju, wrapped in just a bath towel, slowly pushed open the door to the hot spring courtyard, Chun Lan had already been enjoying her time in the pool for quite a while.
Seeing Qiu Ju, Chun Lan leisurely pulled herself up from the water.
Moonlight cascaded down upon her youthful figure, making the droplets of water on her skin shimmer.
“Did you lock that man up?”
As she combed her hair, Chun Lan whispered, “He didn’t do anything to you, right?”
“Of course not… He’s just an ordinary guest.”
Qiu Ju slowly loosened her towel, her delicate feet lightly touching the water’s surface before gradually submerging her body.
“Pfft, when has Sword Flower Palace ever had male guests?”
Soaking in the pool, Qiu Ju let out a contented sigh but couldn’t help advising:
“Chun Lan, you should tone down your temper a bit. The palace master rarely shows interest in guests; don’t let it go to your head.”
“What if you anger the guest…”
“If I anger him, so what?” Chun Lan splashed water on herself, unconcerned. “He’s just some rogue without a sect; what’s there to be afraid of?”
“We are one of the three holy lands; can he really be stronger than the palace master? If he were that strong, would he be an unknown rogue?”
“Look at you, silly girl.”
She turned around and playfully poked Qiu Ju on the forehead.
“Stop being so deferential to everyone you meet.”
“As palace master’s sword attendants, we represent the dignity of Sword Flower Palace.”
“Down the mountain, even the leaders of regular sects have to be courteous and eager to please us.”
“If you keep being all soft and weak, people will look down on you,” Chun Lan gently warned.
“Do you know? The ones who look weak and easy to bully get bullied even worse.”
“To avoid being bullied, you can’t be too timid; you need to be a bit tougher.”
Qiu Ju pouted, feeling wronged, her eyes sparkling as she murmured:
“But, but I…”
“Hey, I know,” Chun Lan replied helplessly. “You’ve been timid and introverted since childhood. Even though your talent in swordsmanship is not bad, you’re always too afraid to learn decisive techniques.”
“I’m not blaming you. If you’re really scared, just hide behind me.”
She patted her wet chest confidently, saying, “Once I master the palace master’s sword techniques and become a legendary sword fairy known for ages…”
“Then, no one will dare to bully you.”
Qiu Ju shyly stole a glance at Chun Lan.
“But, can we really reach the palace master’s level?”
“Absolutely.”
Chun Lan placed her hands on her hips, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she gazed at the moonlight.
“One day for sure.”
“I want to be like the palace master.”
Strong.
Beautiful.
Proud.
A celestial being that everyone can only admire from a distance.
“Don’t worry,” Chun Lan turned and grinned at Qiu Ju.
Qiu Ju felt a bit dazed looking at Chun Lan.
In the moonlight, her slight dimples looked especially cute.
“Alright… stop standing there. Get back in the pool; you’ll catch a cold.”
Chun Lan suddenly looked at Qiu Ju, whose cheeks were slightly flushed, her tone teasing:
“By the way, Qiu Ju, have you developed again recently?”
“Eh… eh!”
Before Qiu Ju could react, Chun Lan pounced on her like a hungry tiger.
Startled, the little girl turned scarlet, her voice a mix of shyness and embarrassment:
“Ah! Chun Lan, wh-what are you doing… Don’t touch me randomly!”
“Be good! Let your sister take a look!”
The water rippled as the pool was filled with youthful exuberance.
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Meanwhile, in the confinement room, Young Master Sang was bored, chewing on a grass root, when he suddenly opened his eyes slowly.
After a long moment, he spat out the grass root, thinking:
“So this is the situation with these sisters.”
Next to him, Nian Nian sat beside Young Master Sang, her slender legs crossed, her pleated skirt gently resting over her thighs.
“They are twins, resemble each other, but their personalities are completely opposite.”
“However, having grown up on the mountain together since childhood, they rely on each other, and their bond is very close.”
“Plus, both have exceptional talent in swordsmanship, ranking among the best in Sword Flower Palace, which is why Gu Yingmian chose them as her personal sword attendants.”
Young Master Sang nodded lazily: “Go on.”
“Similarly, due to their personalities, both have hit a bottleneck in their sword abilities now.”
Nian Nian pushed up her glasses and continued explaining, “Sister Chun Lan is strong but lacks softness, while sister Qiu Ju is gentle but timid and lacks sharpness.”
“Their complementary personalities each have flaws, making it difficult for them to merge their skills into a perfect balance and reach the next level.”
After listening, Young Master Sang nodded silently:
“Chun Lan and Qiu Ju… each has their strengths.”
Nian Nian noticed his dazed expression and suddenly asked:
“…Host, what do you think is the biggest difference between Chun Lan and Qiu Ju?”
“Of course it’s their figures,” Young Master Sang said seriously. “Look, Chun Lan is the older sister but seems to develop slower than her younger sister. Despite her proud personality, she has a childlike stature.”
“Meanwhile, her younger sister is like water; gentle but already has remarkable ‘volumes’—hey! What? Why did it switch off just as I was watching?”
Suddenly, the scene before Young Master Sang went from the warm spring to the bare walls of the confinement room.
Angrily, he jumped up and glared at Nian Nian:
“Is this gadget reliable? Why does it cut off halfway?”
“…It got wet. It’s broken.”
Nian Nian crossed her arms and huffed, turning her head away.
She was upset.
It was Young Master Sang who said he needed a tool to eavesdrop on the sisters for intelligence, and she had recommended it to him.
Now, it had turned into a voyeuristic situation.
What a wicked pervert of a host.
Young Master Sang was also annoyed.
Hey, you unscrupulous merchant.
You didn’t tell me before the exchange that this thing isn’t waterproof.
Fuming, he could only sulk back onto the bed.
“Aren’t you only trying to eavesdrop on their conversation? There are sound-only, waterproof tools in the shop. Do you want to exchange for one?”
“…Forget it.”
He lay back down, silently crossing his legs: “Just wait.”
“There are still nine days. No rush.”
“They’ll eventually walk right into my hands.”
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