To be honest, although the initial and fundamental purpose of sparring with Gu Qingqing was to help her remove her inner demons and reconcile the master-disciple relationship between Gu Ziying and Gu Qingqing, Xiao Lin felt that he gained a lot from this sparring session.

First, in terms of combat experience, not only did he exchange moves with a Lower Core Formation Realm expert, but he also put the "Gale Sword" into practice. Most importantly, he managed to execute the Lightning Strike of the Ultimate Invincible World-Dominating Thunder Sword.

It's worth noting that despite being struck by lightning for several days, Xiao Lin hadn't learned a thing. Now, he could suddenly use it, which was indeed a great joy.

However, as the saying goes, everything has two sides. This joyful event also brought many new confusions for Xiao Lin—how did he manage to use the Lightning Strike of the Ultimate Invincible World-Dominating Thunder Sword? The masked man had only demonstrated it once and hadn't even officially started teaching the sword technique. Moreover, during the execution of the sword technique, the unusual movement of the Kui Ox Mark and its mysterious connection with the "Beat Up Anyone Who Disagrees" mental technique...

Speaking of which, Xiao Lin had to mention his second gain—intelligence clues.

Setting aside the newly added mysteries, during the battle, Xiao Lin also learned some useful clues from the inner thoughts of his four junior brothers and sisters. For instance, in the novel world, he seemed to have mastered the "Gale Sword" but not the Ultimate Invincible World-Dominating Thunder Sword. In his previous life, he had mastered the Ultimate Invincible World-Dominating Thunder Sword but not the "Gale Sword"...

What does this mean? A direct fusion and evolution in this life?

Xiao Lin was puzzled.

So he decided to consult his Master.

It's an old story; although his Master is not tall, her skills are exceptional.

What Xiao Lin didn't expect was that early the next morning, just as he got up, he saw a figure sitting at the table, holding an apple in one hand and a novel in the other, eating and reading with great interest.

"Master, it's quite improper for a young lady like you to appear in my room early in the morning." Xiao Lin lifted the blanket and checked, confirming that he hadn't impulsively slept naked last night, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Heh, if a young lady like me has no complaints, what opinions could you possibly have?"

"Master, I was just flattering you, but if you keep going along with it like this, isn't there a risk of pretending to be young..."

"How dare you! Are you trying to rebel, you ungrateful disciple?"

"I apologize, Master."

Jumping out of bed, Xiao Lin quickly admitted his mistake and scratched his head, "But Master, I need to change clothes... could you step out for a moment?"

"Heh, haven't I told you I've seen it all? Go ahead and change." Leng Youxue, engrossed in her novel, sneered, showing complete disinterest.

"…"

Seeing this, Xiao Lin, with a twitching mouth, didn't insist and turned around.

Today, he only changed his top, wearing his pajama pants underneath as thermal underwear...

With this plan in mind, Xiao Lin quickly changed his top.

Sitting at the table, Leng Youxue, though her beautiful eyes were fixed on the novel, her face full of disdain, blushed slightly as Xiao Lin moved, especially when he revealed his firm back.

But it quickly faded.

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Expression management was a piece of cake for their sect leader; she hadn't lived all these years for nothing!

"So, Master, what brings you here so early in the morning?" Having quickly changed his clothes, Xiao Lin approached Leng Youxue and asked respectfully.

"What? Can't I come to see you without a reason? Oh, our Senior Brother Xiao is quite the big shot now." Leng Youxue took a bite of the apple in her hand.

Tsk, is this menopause or a visit from a relative? Why the sarcasm so early in the morning?

Xiao Lin's mouth twitched again, but he quickly responded, "What are you saying, Master? I was just surprised you came to see me so suddenly."

"Heh, you should be surprised." Leng Youxue chewed the fruit in her mouth, "After all, my big disciple here is usually so busy that he doesn't come to see his Master unless there's something important, let alone show any filial respect."

"Master, what are you saying? I'm always thinking about showing respect to you." As Xiao Lin spoke, he sensibly moved behind Leng Youxue and placed his hands on her slender shoulders, "Like now, I can't help but want to massage your shoulders and back."

"Hmph, you better be."

Feeling the appropriate pressure on her shoulders, Leng Youxue nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but marvel at how comfortable his Master's shoulders felt, even through the fabric, as if he could sense their smoothness.

How to put it? Jade-like shoulders.

However, he didn't take the opportunity to lower his head and gaze at Leng Youxue's fair neck, letting his thoughts wander.

What a joke! He wasn't a rebellious disciple; a real man knows not to look at what he shouldn't.

"Let's get to business." Leng Youxue put away the novel and asked while chewing on the apple, "You must have many questions, right?"

"Uh... Master, doesn't this scene seem familiar? I guess you won't answer my questions, will you?"

"Indeed, but this time it's fair. Why don't you explain first where you learned that Gale Sword and that unknown sword technique?"

"This..."

Hearing this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but recall the conversation between Leng Youxue and Gu Ziying in front of him—

At that time, Gu Ziying first praised the elegance of Xiao Lin's Lightning Strike, then directly asked, "Aitonggua, how did you learn such a powerful sword move? Can you share it with me?"

"I don't know." Leng Youxue replied crisply while munching on an apple.

"You don't know? Didn't you teach him?"

"No."

"Then where did he learn it?"

"Well, I'm not sure, maybe he met a master while traveling?"

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"What else could it be? Did an immortal come to teach him in the middle of the night?"

"Alright, alright, is that how we're playing it? What about the Gale Sword? Who taught him that?"

"This I do know."

"Heh, at least you have some conscience."

"The Gale Sword was indeed taught to him by a master he met while traveling."

"…Aitonggua, let's have a fight."

"You can't beat me."

…

"…"

Returning from his memories, Xiao Lin hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Master, about that last sword move yesterday, there are some things I'm not sure if I should say..."

"Then don't."

"Tsk..."

"Remember."

Leng Youxue swallowed the apple in her mouth and looked up at the ceiling, "Loose lips sink ships, silence is golden."

Xiao Lin followed Leng Youxue's gaze to the ceiling, understanding that his Master wasn't looking at the ceiling.

After all, above the ceiling is the sky.