Chapter 187: 187. Qin Yunzhu and I battled for three thousand rounds.

Since Ling Xiaoyue took Fang Zhou as her disciple, she has never called him by his name, always addressing him as “disciple.”

Now, suddenly calling his full name directly showed just how out of control her emotions were.

Cheng Xing, standing beside her in fear, heard Fang Zhou’s name from someone else for the first time.

Ling Xiaoyue, with an amazing momentum, stepped closer to Fang Zhou, pressing him.

This Moon Viewing Peak was her hard-earned property; she negotiated with the Heavenly Sword Sect for more than two years for it. She never expected to be backstabbed by her disciple after just one trip out.

Although the saying goes, “Master and disciple are one, what’s yours is mine and what’s mine is yours,” this sentence didn’t exist in Ling Xiaoyue’s dictionary.

“What’s mine is mine, and what’s yours is also mine,” this was the maxim she pursued.

It was the first time Fang Zhou had seen Ling Xiaoyue in such a state. Through their spiritual connection, he could feel the raging fire.

He hurriedly said, “Calm down, Master, this wasn’t my request. The Heavenly Sword Sect deliberately wrote my name on the land deed to provoke our relationship. If you get angry at me, you’ll fall into their trap and become a laughingstock.”

Ling Xiaoyue stopped in her tracks, suspicious: “Really?”

The Heavenly Sword Sect, known for their pride, wouldn’t likely do such a disgraceful thing. However, True Master Yu Jian, with her seemingly benign but truly sly nature, might do such a thing.

But Ling Xiaoyue leaned more towards suspecting Fang Zhou, who didn’t seem to care about his Master. He was the most suspicious.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Fang Zhou quickly said, “Is there any doubt? If you ask the Heavenly Sword Sect, they’ll surely slander me, saying I deliberately made them write it. But if I really did that, you’d find out sooner or later. That would be futile, wouldn’t it? You’re my dearest Master; though I don’t say it out loud because I’m shy, I truly like, respect and admire you in my heart!”

Fang Zhou tried to recall the kindness Ling Xiaoyue showed him… Damn it, he couldn’t think of any.

He instead thought of his parents’ kindness from his previous life, momentarily feeling moved to the point of tears.

As the saying goes, flattery always works, and Ling Xiaoyue also liked hearing compliments. Especially feeling Fang Zhou’s genuine admiration and fondness through their spiritual connection, she believed him ninety percent.

Ling Xiaoyue felt a bit touched, not expecting this kid to spew nonsense yet still like her inside.

Haha, indeed, I am born to be a master, even such a slick youngster can bow before me.

“Disciple, no need to say more. Of course, Master believes you. We’ll settle accounts with the Heavenly Sword Sect sooner or later.”

Ling Xiaoyue said as she put away the land deed: “As for the deed, it’ll stay with me for now. It’s not safe for you to have it.”

She thought to find a way to change the name on the deed to hers.

Fang Zhou watched as the deed was taken away, hesitated, and his eyes showed heartache.

But inwardly, he was deeply relieved. Fortunately, he had Wei Yuanling forge a fake deed in advance to fool this troublemaker.

Although she would find out eventually, he’d delay it as long as possible.

Also, he truly pulled off a feat, even saying such cheesy words.

Fang Zhou silently gave himself a thumbs-up.

“By the way, the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Qin Yunzhu, asked you to see her once you returned.”

Fang Zhou, fearing Ling Xiaoyue would probe further, quickly changed the topic: “How did you get acquainted with Qin Yunzhu?”

With the land deed in hand, Ling Xiaoyue was in a good mood. She chuckled: “Well, that’s a long story. When Master first came to Moon Viewing Peak, the group from the Heavenly Sword Sect bullied those fewer in number, but Master easily handled all of them. True Master Yu Jian was even chased and beaten by me. Don’t you think Master is amazing?”

Fang Zhou immediately chimed in, giving a thumbs-up: “Amazing! That’s like a little cow chasing a little bull – that’s some powerful bullsh*t!”

Listening to his disciple’s flattery, Ling Xiaoyue felt extremely comfortable: “Qin Yunzhu came to sneak attack me in the middle of the night, very despicable. But she’s indeed formidable. We fought three thousand rounds without a winner, eventually becoming friends through battle.”

Fang Zhou doubted: “Really?”

Weren’t those three thousand rounds actually three thousand miles of being chased?

Given Ling Xiaoyue’s habit of fleeing when outmatched, Fang Zhou didn’t believe she would stay and fight the sect master to the end.

Ling Xiaoyue was displeased: “Are you daring to doubt your Master?”

Fang Zhou could only mollify her: “No, I’m just too shocked to believe it.”

“That’s more like it.”

Ling Xiaoyue’s gaze fell on Cheng Xing beside them, who shivered immediately.

Ling Xiaoyue burst into laughter: “Don’t be afraid, little gourd. You’re all my disciple’s people; Master won’t harm you.”

Fang Zhou took Cheng Xing back into the gourd. The one good thing about Ling Xiaoyue was giving Fang Zhou great freedom — everything except money.

If Fang Zhou really switched to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and had dealings with monsters, the Heavenly Sword Sect wouldn’t turn a blind eye.

Since the house wasn’t yet built, Ling Xiaoyue had nowhere to go and had to stay in Fang Zhou’s bamboo hut.

This trip, apart from seeking the Foundation Establishment Pill for Fang Zhou, was tremendously rewarding as she brought back all the goods stored in various places.

After entering the bamboo hut, Ling Xiaoyue used her Sleeve Universe technique, conjuring countless items that piled into a small mountain, almost ten feet high.

Looking at these countless dazzling items, Fang Zhou thought Ling Xiaoyue must have robbed several supermarkets; however, what she looted weren’t daily necessities but all sorts of strange and peculiar things.

Fang Zhou quickly asked, “Do you have any Wanhua Mirrors in there?”

Ling Xiaoyue waved her hand: “Too many things, how would I know? What do you need it for?”

Fang Zhou had to tell her about the comic issue, knowing she would find out sooner or later.

Talking about making money excited Ling Xiaoyue. With so many items, she indeed didn’t know if there was the magic treasure Fang Zhou needed, so they had to categorize everything to find out.

Fang Zhou instantly smiled: “I happen to have seven top-notch garbage classification experts here.”

Ling Xiaoyue immediately understood Fang Zhou’s meaning, patting his shoulder: “Haha, free labor, you’ve got your disciples.”

The master and disciple laughed slyly.

Fang Zhou suggested absorbing the pile into the gourd and letting the gourd babies sort it before taking it out.

But Ling Xiaoyue refused, worried that only half would come out if everything went in, so she preferred the gourd babies come out to select, not fearing them causing trouble with her around.

Fang Zhou also wasn’t worried. The gourd babies had resigned to their fate, bearing no hostility towards him. Even the third baby, who was most antagonistic, now merely refused to speak to him, so they were unlikely to cause trouble.

When the house is complete, it will be time to let them out. Staying in the gourd wastes their lifespan.

With Ling Xiaoyue back, there were two urgent matters to address.

One was the Golden Core in her chest. After refining the core’s spiritual energy, the cold still lingered.

The other was learning the Foundation Establishment Realm techniques.

Neither the New Moon Qi nor Heaven and Earth Qiankun Technique’s Qi Refinement chapters were sufficient for Fang Zhou’s current pace.