Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 15: Drinking hundreds of cups of wine, dancing drunkenly with a long sword pointing to the void

"A two-hundred-year-old genius?"

Ye Qian'an's lips moved slightly, somewhat unable to believe his ears.

Two hundred years old is enough to be considered an ancestor, but he is actually hailed as a genius. It is really shocking.

Leng Qianning said, "Not everyone is like you, breaking through the Spiritual Transformation Realm at the age of eighteen. With such talent, even I back then would be ashamed of myself."

Ye Qian'an's talent can indeed be described as astonishing. He broke through the Spirit Transformation Realm at the age of eighteen. Throughout history, no one has ever been able to achieve this. Even Leng Qianning, who is said to have the best chance of ascending, still pales in comparison to him.

"When the time comes, you will fight on behalf of the Qingxuan Sect and let those forces see clearly the strength of our Qingxuan Sect's genius."

Ye Qian'an did not ask any more questions. Since it was a competition arranged by his master, he should do his best and not embarrass Qingxuan Sect.

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The moonlight is bright and the wind is cold.

Xiaozhu Peak.

As one of the mountains with abundant resources in Qingxuan Sect, the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak are almost all women. The mountain is rich in a kind of bamboo that can be used to temper low-level weapons.

Named "Fire Bamboo"

This kind of bamboo is emerald green in color, with blood-red roots and a slender body. It has nearly half as many nodes as ordinary bamboo, but it is extremely tough and is known as the best in the world.

It is the best choice for refining magic weapons.

Ye Qian'an took advantage of the night and walked towards Xiaozhu Peak.

Qingjing Peak is not far from Xiaozhu Peak, only a few kilometers away. In less than a few minutes, Ye Qian'an arrived at the mountain gate of Xiaozhu Peak.

At this moment, two female disciples in white were standing at the entrance of the mountain. Perhaps because it was getting dark, their eyelids kept drooping while they were on guard.

"Two junior sisters?"

Hearing the sudden noise, the female disciple at the door was immediately awakened, and out of vigilance, she also drew out the magic sword in her arms.

However, when they saw Ye Qian'an, they breathed a sigh of relief, clasped their fists and saluted, saying, "Disciple greets Uncle Master Ye."

Ever since Ye Qian'an became the disciple of his uncle-master, his status in the sect has been greatly improved. He is even on an equal footing with the elders, and even the disciples of the same generation now need to call him uncle-master.

Ye Qian'an nodded and smiled, "You two junior sisters, you don't have to be polite. I wonder if the Xiaozhu Peak genius is here?"

"You're looking for Senior Sister Lin?"

The woman in white was stunned and looked at Ye Qian'an with some confusion, not understanding why he came to Xiaozhu Peak to find Senior Sister Lin.

Ever since the last incident, the female disciples' thoughts about Ye Qian'an have changed. They originally thought that he was the one who molested the female disciples, but now it seems that they had wronged Uncle Ye.

"Please wait a moment. I will go and inform Senior Sister Lin."

"Then it'll be hard work."

Ye Qian'an sat lazily on the stone steps, took off the wine gourd from his waist, and with the refraction of moonlight, Ye Qian'an casually raised his head and took a sip, pursing his lips with a lingering feeling.

Master’s Nv’erhong is still the best. Although the Bamboo Green Wine tastes good too, it is obviously not on the same level as Nv’erhong, a fine wine that has been brewed for two hundred years.

The strong aroma of wine hits you in the face, and just one sip makes you feel relaxed all over.

Not long after, the gate of Xiaozhu Peak was gently pushed open, and a beautiful woman walked out.

The woman's eyebrows were as smoky as smoke and as bright as spring flowers. She looked like a lotus fairy, soft, graceful, holy and elegant.

She has long curly hair that is as bright as stars. It shines with the silver light of the moon and looks like stars in the night.

Her eyes were as deep as the sea, filled with endless wisdom and mystery. They were eyes that saw through everything and yet embraced everything. "Disciple Lin Xuezhu, hello to Master Ye."

Hearing the noise, Ye Qian'an stood up from the steps and looked at Lin Xuezhu, who looked like a fairy in front of him, and was a little dazed.

But Ye Qian'an soon recovered and nodded, "Are you Lin Xuezhu, the prodigy of Xiaozhu Peak?"

"Exactly the disciple."

Lin Xuezhu tidied up the three thousand strands of black hair by her ears with her delicate hands and answered.

Ye Qian'an cleared his throat and said, "I am following the orders of my master to teach the Xiaozhu Peak's genius to improve his cultivation."

Lin Xuezhu is about 28 years old. Her cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jindan. She is already a favored girl among her peers. With her talent, it will not be difficult for her to break through to the Fanxu realm in the future.

She was even praised by the elders of Xiaozhu Peak as the candidate with the greatest chance of becoming the sect's founder. Not only was the best training environment selected for her, but even her training resources were not comparable to those of that group of disciples.

Lin Xuezhu then asked, "Uncle Master Ye, how should we practice?"

Ye Qian'an blurted out: "Can you drink?"

"what?"

...............

The mountain behind Xiaozhu Peak.

The environment here is beautiful, with birds singing and flowers blooming. The clear lake water flows slowly along the mountains and rivers. The fallen bamboo leaves drift in the wind and fall on the lake, creating ripples.

The picturesque scenery will inevitably make people drunk.

A wooden boat was docked at the shore. Ye Qian'an leaned on the boat, gently shaking the wine gourd in his hand.

Lin Xuezhu, who had never drunk alcohol, felt a little drowsy. Sitting at the bow of the boat, she looked at the full moon in the water, her snow-white feet gently pressing the crystal clear water.

The fish in the lake kept swimming under her body, biting Lin Xuezhu's feet from time to time, making Lin Xuezhu's face particularly hot.

Under the moonlight, Lin Xuezhu's skin was fair and rosy. She had practiced for more than 20 years and had never drunk any alcohol. But today, at the invitation of Uncle Lin, she finally tasted some.

Although it tasted delicious on the lips and teeth, it was hot and burning when it entered the throat. She couldn't understand why her senior brother liked this kind of thing.

Lin Xuezhu's eyes were blurry, and she said drunkenly, "Uncle Master, can drinking really make me stronger?"

Ye Qian'an turned sideways and looked at Lin Xuezhu who was about to fall asleep, without saying a word.

She didn't know whether she could become stronger or not, but in other words, she could definitely become stronger.

However, becoming stronger also has its benefits. It can help Lin Xuezhu in her training and allow her to have a deeper understanding of the sword.

Ye Qian'an slowly stood up and picked up a rotten dead branch from the water. The shaky look of the branch made people worry that it would fall into the lake.

Ye Qian'an laughed loudly towards the sky, and with the help of the "Sword Controlling Technique", he tempered the wooden stick in his hand into a magic sword. Even if it only took ten breaths, it was enough.

"He drank hundreds of cups of wine, danced drunkenly with his sword pointing at the sky. His heels stepped on the stars, and he whistled a long whistle, turning the world red."

Ye Qian'an's eyes were determined, and with a flick of his wrist, he casually swung a sword at the lake below him.

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The sword energy cut through the silent night sky.

Then, the slowly flowing lake water suddenly stagnated.

(End of this chapter)