"Eldest Senior Sister!?" As soon as they entered the loft, a pretty girl in a plain dress looked at Fu Junzhuo with surprise. Fu Junzhuo walked in with Sei Itō.
Itō Sei and Fu Junzhuo looked in the direction of the voice. In an instant, a beautiful girl with a slim figure wearing a plain silk dress appeared in front of them. She looked to be only 15 or 16 years old. Her face still had the innocence of a young girl. Two small dimples could be faintly seen on her round and white face. She exuded a lively and youthful aura from head to toe.
"Junchuo?" Fu Junzhuo subconsciously called out.
The person who came was the youngest disciple of Fu Cailin's three disciples, Fu Junchuo.
"Is it really Eldest Senior Sister? Aren't you dead? "Fu Junqiang, who quickly ran to Fu Junzhuo and reached out to grab Fu Junzhuo's hands, instinctively asked.
"Eh!" After she finished speaking, she realized that she had said something wrong. She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "Eldest Senior Sister, you know I didn't mean it like that."
"En." Fu Junzhuo replied with a smile.
"Right, Second Senior Sister went to the Central Plains to avenge Eldest Senior Sister after hearing about what happened to you. Did you guys meet again?" Fu Junchuo asked anxiously.
"En, we already met." Fu Junzhuo glanced at Sei Itō, who had been ignored by Fu Junchuo, and said.
"En? Who are you? " Fu Junchuo, who had been paying attention to Fu Junzhuo's eyes, was slightly taken aback. She looked at Sei Itō in surprise.
Fu Junzhuo first explained Sei Itō's identity to Fu Junchuo, then asked, "This is the Emperor of China in the Central Plains — Chen Xicheng. This time, he has something to discuss with Master. Is Master here?"
"The Emperor of the Central Plains? Eldest Senior Sister, you actually brought him here. Aren't you afraid of Master's punishment? "Fu Junchuo looked at Fu Junzhuo with a strange expression and whispered.
"Don't worry about that. Little Junior Sister, quickly tell Senior Sister, is Master inside? "Fu Junzhuo shook her head.
"He is. But Senior Sister, you have to think carefully. Once you go in, the consequences will be unpredictable. " Fu Junchuo glanced at Sei Itō, who was watching them talk with a smile, and reminded Fu Junzhuo.
"Thank you for your concern, but I don't think there should be any problems." Sei Itō chuckled.
"Who cares about you? If it weren't for the fact that you came with my Eldest Senior Sister, I wouldn't have cared. . "Junchuo's voice, Fu Junchuo snorted and spoke with a face face's arrogant's. However, from that performance, Ito Sei couldn't help but think of a noun from the later generations – tsundere!
Fu Junzhuo reached out with a smile and patted Fu Junchuo's head, then walked into the inner room with Ito Sei.
...................................................... Junzhuo.
Outside the door, Fu Junzhuo's expression changed for a moment. Then, she clenched her teeth and opened the door.
In the blink of an eye, the room was over forty square meters in size. There was a high platform at the innermost part of the room. On the platform sat a man with a strange appearance. His long and narrow eyes seemed to contain deep wisdom, giving him a sense of harmony. At this moment, he was reclining on a square sofa and looking up at the man with the pattern of a hundred flowers carved by Tian Peng. There were also ten beautiful women dressed in plain clothes, holding round fans, ancient flutes, bamboo flutes, and other objects, sitting on either side of the man. In the entire room, there were only four or five soft cushions made of bright yellow cloth and a three-legged copper incense burner that was emitting a peculiar fragrance.
Fu Junzhuo took a deep breath and calmed her nervous heart. She walked into the room and bowed in front of the incense burner. "Honored Master, Disciple Junzhuo greets Honored Master."
Fu Cailin remained motionless as if he hadn't heard.
When Fu Junzhuo saw this, he also remained silent. He still maintained his bowing posture.
"Master, Senior Sister has returned." When Fu Junqiang saw this, she hurriedly ran into the room and stood beside Fu Junzhuo as she spoke to Fu Cailin.
Fu Cailin still didn't say anything. It was as if there was only the music played by the beautiful maids around him and the singing. There was nothing else in his ears.
"Using the shelf to dry people …" Ito Sei narrowed his eyes when he saw this. He immediately stepped into the room and walked toward the futon on the side.
Seeing Sei Itō enter without saying anything, the plain-clothed woman standing on the side with a sword shouted, "How dare you!" Both of them drew their swords and closed in on Sei Itō.
The corner of Sei Itō's mouth rose and a sneer appeared on his face. Then, without seeing him do anything, there were a few ripping sounds and the clothes of the two sword-wielding women were suddenly torn apart. They flew out in all directions from their bodies, completely exposing their naked and graceful bodies.
"Ah!" The two women who felt their bodies turn cold were immediately startled. They instinctively covered their chests with their arms and squatted on the ground. They looked at the culprit, Sei Itō, with shame and resentment. Not only the two sword maids, but even Fu Junqiong and the other women who stopped their performance and singing looked at Sei Itō with resentment. They wanted to eat him alive.
"Is this how Mr. Fu treats his guests?" Ignoring those angry glares, Ito Sei walked to the futon on the side and sat down. He looked at the two women who squatted down to prevent themselves from being exposed and said with interest.
"As expected of a group of barbarians who don't understand etiquette. I have educated you for so many years. I think you might not even be able to bear the title of Mr. Fu." Then, Sei Itō changed the topic and sneered.
"How dare you! How dare you! "The women in the room, except for Fu Junqiong, shouted in unison.
They pulled out their swords. If it were not for the fact that they did not understand Sei Itō's attack methods and were afraid that they would follow in the footsteps of the two women, they would have charged at him with their swords.
"Who are you?" Fu Cailin, who finally turned his head to look at Sei Itō, asked calmly.
"I am the Emperor of China – Chen Xicheng." Sei Itō looked back at Fu Cailin's long and narrow eyes that seemed to be filled with endless wisdom and said calmly.
"Why are you here?" Fu Cailin's eyes flashed slightly as he asked again.
"To see you, a great master, and to deal with you at the same time. I don't want you to shamelessly assassinate my generals like you did in the past when my army is attacking Gaojuri," Sei Itō said sarcastically without giving him any face.
"Damn it! I'll kill you! " Fu Junqiang, who was already excited, couldn't bear it when she heard this. She immediately stepped on the ground and stabbed Ito Sei with her sword.
Sei Itō acted as if he did not see it and continued to look at Fu Cailin. However, just as Fu Junqiong's sword was about to stab Sei Itō, Fu Junqiong's figure suddenly appeared beside Sei Itō. She flicked her sword and sent Fu Junqiong's sword flying.
"Eldest Senior Sister?!" Fu Junqiong cried out in disbelief as she looked at Fu Junqiong, who had a complicated expression on her face.
The women in the room had all been by Fu Cailin's side for a long time, so they were naturally very familiar with Fu Cailin's three disciples. It was just that because of their status, they didn't have much interaction with the other two aside from Fu Junzhuo. However, they still admired and admired Fu Junzhuo, the disciple who could inherit Fu Cailin's mantle. Therefore, at this moment, when they saw Fu Junzhuo's actions, the atmosphere became even more tense, and they all looked at her with eyes full of anger.
In the entire room, only Fu Cailin did not say anything. He looked back at Sei Itō, just like how Sei Itō looked at him.
"You haven't even unified the Central Plains, yet you already have the intention to invade. As expected, I can't let you live. It seems that this old man will have to work harder. "Fu Cailin's aura surged as he spoke with killing intent.
"Master!" Fu Junqiong and Fu Junzhuo cried out together.
"Sir." Following that, Fu Junqiong looked at Sei Itō with pleading eyes.
"I said that I will spare your master's life." Sei Itō said indifferently without turning his head.
Fu Junqiong opened her mouth but no words came out. She knew that it was impossible for her to change Sei Itō's mind with her own strength. In the end, she could only shut her mouth and suppress the worry in her heart.
"Spare my life? Ha, I haven't heard such words in a long time. " Fu Cailin smiled faintly. "Among the younger generation, you are the first one who dares to say such words in front of this old man. Your courage is commendable."
"Younger generation …" Sei Itō chuckled. Following that, a light flashed in his eyes. Powerful mental energy shot out from his eyes and pierced into Fu Cailin's mind. He took the initiative to attack him.
Although Fu Cailin was over a hundred years old, his physical strength was not that great. He could not even compare to Ning Daoqi or the rough Bi Xuan. However, his mental realm was the most outstanding of the three. He could feel it the most clearly. As a result, the moment Sei Itō's mental energy brought his external senses into a strange realm, his mind's spiritual sense was activated. It was like a true cultivator's consciousness, reflecting the material objects of the external world back into his mind's lake.
In his mind's lake, Fu Cailin, who discovered that Sei Itō was attacking from a strange angle, spun his Yi Sword and stabbed towards Sei Itō in a seemingly straight yet not straight, seemingly curved yet not curved path.
"Turning the surrounding heaven and earth into a field similar to a domain …" Itō Sei's body became empty, allowing the Yi Sword to pierce through his body as he thought to himself, "Then let me show you what the Mountain River Map is."
After thinking that, Sei Itō spread out his mind, turning into a small virtual world that covered his body. Through Fu Cailin's domain-like field, he invaded Fu Cailin's mind's lake. He hid his body that had turned into a blade of grass and a tree. He gently shook his head with the wind in his mind's world, stirring up Fu Cailin's mind's lake.
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