Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

  A gentle breeze blew.

  Standing at the entrance to the Netherworld, Jiang Lan felt a chill.

  It was snowing.

  The snow was rather heavy.

  It covered the grass on the mountain peak.

  He strode forward and arrived near the courtyard.

  The snow had covered the peach trees.

  “I should plant some plum blossoms so that I can see them bloom.”


  “The sharp edge of a sword is sharpened through harsh refining while the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.”


  Jiang Lan, who was walking in the courtyard, couldn’t help but think of this poem.

  He was tempering himself.

  One day, his brilliance will also shine in Kunlun.

  But he didn’t want that day to come.

  It was fine as long as he was brilliant.

  There was no need for him to shine.

  Because there would definitely be many bad things that would happen then.

  There was nothing bad about settling down.

  “Junior Brother even knows of poems?” A voice suddenly sounded from behind Jiang Lan.

  Naturally, it was Xiao Yu.

  Jiang Lan turned around.

  Xiao Yu was standing behind him, her dress fluttering in the wind.

  Her legs and feet were white. She stood on the snow.

  “You haven’t bought your shoes yet?” Jiang Lan asked.

  Xiao Yu looked at Jiang Lan and tilted her head.

  “Junior Brother didn’t buy it for me?”


  Jiang Lan: “…”


  Finally, he took off his Dharmic shoes.

  He then stood barefoot on the snow.

  Xiao Yu didn’t hesitate and placed her feet into Jiang Lan’s shoes.

  Because it was a Dharma treasure, there was no possibility of it being unsuitable.

  Furthermore, the shoes could change colour.

  Xiao Yu made it turn white.

  “Junior Brother’s shoes fit my feet very well.” Xiao Yu jumped a few times.

  She was very satisfied.

  It was unknown if she was satisfied with the shoes or Jiang Lan’s actions.

  Anyway, she was smiling.

  Jiang Lan stepped on the snow and took out a new pair of shoes.

  He had quite a few shoes, especially Dharma shoes.

  Xiao Yu didn’t say anything and tossed the wooden sword to Jiang Lan.

  She ran to the courtyard to play with the snow.

  “This dragon is treating me more and more like an insider,” Jiang Lan thought as he received the wooden sword.

  He did not mind her actions.

  He was happy to do so.

  After arriving at the courtyard, Jiang Lan handed the candied fruits to Xiao Yu.

  “It’s Senior Sister’s stuff.”


  Xiao Yu opened her mouth and bit on one stick before picking another one up.

  After finishing the candied fruits in her mouth, she said.

  “Junior Brother went to a private school before?”


  “I’ve sat in one of their classes before.” Jiang Lan cleaned up the snow on the tables and chairs before sitting down.

  Of course, he wasn’t just cleaning up the chair he was going to sit at.

  Instead, he cleaned up all the snow on the tables and chairs.

  This would make it convenient for Xiao Yu to sit down later.

  After Jiang Lan sat down, Xiao Yu sat beside him.

  “When I was young, my master took me outside and we chanced upon a private school tutor teaching. Junior Brother, do you want to learn as a tutee as well? It’s been long since I taught you Dragon Language as well.”


  “Senior sister, I have learned it a long time ago,” Jiang Lan said.

  He had indeed learned the Dragon language very early on.

  “Just because you know how to say it doesn’t mean you know how to write it.

  I shall teach Junior Brother how to write.

  The last time I taught you was a long time ago.” Xiao Yu suddenly became interested in this matter.

  It was snowing heavily, so it was easier to practice writing as well. They could write in the snow.

  Jiang Lan “…”


  That afternoon.

  The private tuition ended.

  “You’ve improved a lot.” Xiao Yu was satisfied.

  Jiang Lan didn’t want to say anything else.

  Then, he began to focus on embedding his Dragon Slaying Sword Sword Intent into his Senior Sister’s wooden sword.

  It was as though he was playing house with his Senior Sister.

  After having fun, Xiao Yu went to play with snow, intending to build a snow figurine.

  Jiang Lan just watched on.

  The Senior Sister in the snow was very beautiful.

  Not long after, he saw that Xiao Yu had returned to normal.

  She now looked tall, beautiful, and mature.

  She was no longer flat.

  The view had changed to that of a tall mountain.

  “It seems like she is trying to build a figurine of her normal self.” Jiang Lan guessed.

  However, he still watched quietly.

  In the middle of the night.

  Ao Longyu sat down next to Jiang Lan, then laid her head on the table, planning to sleep.

  “Junior Brother, I’m going to sleep. Take your time to embed my wooden sword with your sword intent.”


  Looking at his Senior Sister beside him, Jiang Lan activated his spell technique and expelled the surrounding cold air.

  A warm feeling surrounded Ao Longyu.

  After he was done, he looked at the snow figurines that were built by Xiao Yu.

  It was two people who were very close to each other and were looking at each other.

  One was Ao Longyu while the other was him.

  Even though it didn’t look like it, he could tell that there was a smile on his Senior Sister’s face.

  She looked very happy.

  He withdrew his gaze before turning to Ao Longyu again.

  “Why didn’t she turn into a dragon and sleep at the side?” After thinking for a moment, Jiang Lan had an answer.

  He thought of the bathing scene.

  Becoming a dragon was probably considered as being naked.

  Were dragon scales considered clothes?

  With this thought in mind, he took out the recording Dharma treasure he had obtained earlier.

  He could see how his Senior Sister looked when she was young.

  Hundreds of years ago, his Senior Sister was still a young dragon.

  Looking at the recording Dharma treasure, he never thought that a dragon would actually fall asleep beside him.

  He activated the recording Dharma treasure, intending to take a look.

  However, before he could take a look, a hand reached out.

  Someone had snatched the recording Dharma treasure.

  It was Ao Longyu.

  At this moment, she had transformed into the form of Xiao Yu.

  “Junior Brother, I didn’t expect you to be such a person.” Xiao Yu reprimanded him sternly.

  Jiang Lan looked at Xiaoyu and remained silent for a moment.

  What did he do?

  “A recording from a Dharma treasure is not as good as viewing it in person.” She straightened her plains and said.

  “I’m standing right here, but Junior Brother actually wants to look at the recording of myself.”


  Xiao Yu stood up and pointed at Jiang Lan.

  “Junior Brother, you’re too rude.”


  Jiang Lan: “…”


  After a long time.

  “Junior Brother, I’ll return the Dharma treasure to you.”


  “Look at the records. Stop staring at me. I can’t sleep.”


  Only then did Jiang Lan keep his Dharma treasure and continue to embed the wooden sword with sword intent.

  It was morning.

  Multicolored light took over the sky, and the night sky retreated from the stage.

  It was rather magnificent.

  Jiang Lan put the wooden sword aside. At this moment, Xiao Yu was still sleeping.

  Her legs stretched straight across the table and chair.

  They were slender and fair.

  If the leg was removed, would it become a dragon claw?

  Jiang Lan was curious.

  His Senior Sister was a dragon in human form.

  Once her limbs were separated from her body, it should return to how she looked in her original form.

  “Yes!”


  Xiao Yu poked her eyes and woke up.

  She yawned and stretched.

  Perhaps it was because her Junior Brother was by her side.

  Except…


  When she saw her Junior Brother looking at her stretching, she immediately covered her chest.

  Then…


  She realized that there was nothing.

  “…”


  …


  “Junior Brother, as a fair trade, what should I pay for wearing your shoes?” When Xiao Yu was about to leave the Ninth Summit, she asked Jiang Lan.

  “Then Senior Sister, close your eyes.” Jiang Lan spoke.

  Xiao Yu was puzzled, but she still closed her eyes.

  Jiang Lan flicked Xiaoyu’s forehead as he watched her close her eyes.

  Dong!

  “Aiya!”


  Xiao Yu covered her forehead and looked at Jiang Lan, expressing her dissatisfaction.

  “That’s it?”


  Jiang Lan nodded slightly.

  “That’s good.”


  “This doesn’t count. Junior Brother, think about it carefully. Otherwise, I won’t make a deal with you next time.” With that said, she rode her sword towards the Jade Pool.

  Jiang Lan watched Xiao Yu’s figure disappear before turning to look at the Kunlun Main Hall.

  The negotiation was about to start again.

  The other party this time was most likely the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race.