C36 He Taught Shen Yunqing..

Elder Chiu Yue paced the main house, seemingly having neglected to instruct his disciple on the route to the Carefree Pavilion.

But with his disciple's striking looks...

Simply by asking, he'd surely have the Outer Sect's female disciples vying to show him the way.

During his visit to the Outer Sect for a mentoring session, teaching them the sacred mantras, the female disciples couldn't hide their bashful glances. Elder Chiu Yue wasn't the type to be vain, but his thoughts quickly turned to his dashing disciple.

At that moment, Jiang Su realized he was clueless about the path to the Carefree Pavilion.

Luckily, he had the system.

"System, lead me to the Carefree Pavilion," he requested.

Instantly, a Devil Sect map materialized in his mind, pinpointing the Carefree Pavilion. A distinct path materialized before his eyes.

He embarked on the marked trail, initially with ease. But as the Outer Sect female disciples caught sight of him, they flocked to his side, making the way congested.

Their adoration for Jiang Su was palpable as they squealed with excitement.

"Eldest Senior Brother has arrived! He's so dreamy! I must steal another glance!"

"I could give up cultivation, but never the chance to see Eldest Senior Brother!"

"Eldest Senior Brother, please notice us! We're your most devoted fans!"

"Good heavens! Eldest Senior Brother has reached the Foundation Stage! His cultivation speed is astounding!"

Jiang Su continued his journey, engulfed in a heady perfume, his complexion ghostly pale.

He had maintained a stoic facade until the robust cheers of the male disciples left him utterly stunned.

As his ears rang and he was nearly buried in a shower of petals, the scenery abruptly opened up before him.

A serene expanse of water unfolded, with emerald leaves floating atop the deep blue lake, and delicate lotus flowers of pink, white, and red adding a touch of enchantment. The beauty of the scene was breathtaking.

By the water's edge stood a centennial tree, its branches adorned with words carved into Orchid Pine Stone: Carefree Pavilion.

Tracing the gentle sway of the inscription, Jiang Su's gaze followed the floral path stretching from the lake's shore. A sea of snow orchids snaked through the landscape like a stream of pure light, leading to the finely crafted courtyard at its end.

Every vista appeared as if it were a picturesque scene meticulously sculpted by the heavens, seamlessly blending with nature in a fluid transition.

At last, he reached the Carefree Pavilion.

In stark contrast to Elder Chiu Yue's modest wooden hut, this place exuded opulence.

Indeed, the Carefree Pavilion seemed fitting for the grandeur of the First Devil Sect.

Jiang Su entered the pavilion without a moment's hesitation. Upon entry, he was greeted by the melody of swordplay.

The sword energy was potent, sending several young, tender leaves fluttering to the ground.

A girl in pink practiced her sword dance in the courtyard with such focus that she remained oblivious to Jiang Su's arrival. This girl was none other than Shen Yunqing, the Holy Maiden of the Devil Sect.

With his Original Sword Body, Jiang Su could instantly discern the flaws in Shen Yunqing's cultivation.

He spoke calmly, "Your spiritual energy is concentrated in the Guancang Meridian. First, it condenses; second, it releases; and third, it disperses. Once your inner spiritual energy merges with the sword energy, it will become one."

Shen Yunqing recognized the voice, yet she hesitated to believe that her idol had truly come.

Following his advice, she astonishingly broke through the fifth form of the Jade Lady's Heart Sutra—a barrier that had long stymied her progress.

Sheathing her sword, she turned to face the unexpected visitor.

It was indeed Jiang Su!

"Hello, Eldest Senior Brother!" she greeted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Thankfully, her idol didn't seem to mind and had even offered her guidance.

He had grown even more charismatic since their last meeting, and his attire suited him exceptionally well.

Jiang Su nodded, inquiring, "Where might I find Elder Wuyou? I'm here on behalf of our master to deliver something to the Elder."

He toyed with the unsightly stone in his hand, noting its unusual hardness and the cool aura it emitted, which only deepened his curiosity about its nature.

"So, Eldest Senior Brother has come to see my master," Shen Yunqing remarked, her gaze dropping as if struck by a sudden thought, her expression turning peculiar. "Why not stay here for a moment, Eldest Senior Brother? I will go and fetch Master shortly."

Jiang Su caught the fleeting change in Shen Yunqing's expression and was left wondering. Was his master unable to meet with him at the moment?

In the light of day, was Su Wuyou perhaps toying with a male cultivator?

Suddenly, music began to emanate from somewhere within the Carefree Pavilion. Who could be playing?

Shen Yunqing's face shifted instantly. With a swift motion, she traced a rune in the air, silencing the music for them.

"What's the matter? Is Elder Wuyou the one playing music? Just take me to her," Jiang Su said, fixing his gaze on Shen Yunqing.

Truth be told, he was under a severe time crunch, thanks to his two masters. With at least nine books to study this month, every second counted.

Shen Yunqing gave him a piercing look, her lips briefly caught between her teeth, before she dispelled the rune and said, "Follow me, Eldest Senior Brother."

The music resumed, its melodious strains sweet and captivating.

Jiang Su didn't need Shen Yunqing's guidance anymore; Su Wuyou had to be where the music was originating. All he had to do was follow the sound.

Along the way, Shen Yunqing stole glances at Jiang Su, but he was so enraptured by the music that he remained oblivious.

They reached the source of the music to find a crowd gathered in three rows. The front row held a little girl and a youth in black, while the remaining rows were filled with male cultivators, all fixated on the stage.

A woman in red stood on a platform, flanked by a troupe of maids in white.

Upon closer inspection, Jiang Su recognized her as Su Wuyou, poised to sing.

Jiang Su realized he would have to wait. Interrupting Su Wuyou now could spoil her pleasure and possibly provoke her ire.

The past few days had been a whirlwind of activity, leaving Jiang Su worn out. This moment of reprieve was welcome.

After all, Su Wuyou was a Nascent Infant Stage Expert, and opportunities to hear such a master sing were rare in the Cultivation World.

The assembled crowd was undoubtedly there to enjoy Su Wuyou's performance. The little girl and the black-clothed youth in the front row must be her other two disciples.

However, why was Shen Yunqing, who stood by his side, trembling slightly, her hands clenched tightly, and her expression consistently odd?

Onstage, Su Wuyou also noticed Jiang Su's arrival and gave him a playful wink.

Su Wuyou was about to sing at last.

In that instant, Jiang Su caught a glimpse of Shen Yunqing beside him, covering her ears with lightning speed. Similarly, the two individuals in the front row reached up to cover theirs.

A sense of foreboding suddenly washed over Jiang Su.