Chapter 49. Not Bad

"Master, what... what do you mean?" Could it be that he hadn't done it on purpose just now? Luo Qingyao was instantly filled with doubt.

Yun Yi narrowed his eyes and said word by word, "My good disciple, Master forgot to tell you—this is my very first time practicing sword flight!"

"What?" Hearing this, Luo Qingyao nearly tumbled off the flying sword once again. Fortunately, Yun Yi reached out in time to grab her. Staring at him in disbelief, she asked, "This is your first time flying on a sword? How is that possible?"

With his immense strength, a mere flick of his sleeve had been enough to completely obliterate those self-important Ice and Fire Death Warriors. How could this possibly be his first time flying on a sword?

"Ahem." Seeing Luo Qingyao's expression of utter shock and disbelief, her fair little face shifting from the pale of fright to a flush of crimson, Yun Yi felt an itch in his heart and desperately wanted to lean over and take a bite out of her cheek. Resisting the urge, he said leisurely, "Your master has never flown on a sword before. Today, I simply took a sudden whim to let you experience the sensation of sword flight together with me!"

Upon hearing this, a cascade of dark lines materialized across Luo Qingyao's forehead.

He... he actually... this was genuinely his first time flying on a sword?

Amidst her shock, Luo Qingyao suddenly recalled that in the year and more she had known Yun Yi, she had never once seen him fly on a sword. He always traveled directly through the air by sheer void-treading, never needing to rely on any kind of flying magical artifact.

At this thought, Luo Qingyao felt an overwhelming impulse to bite Yun Yi. Glaring fiercely at him, she bellowed, "Master! If you don't even know how to fly on a sword, why did you drag me up here with you? Are you trying to make me fall to my death?"

Yun Yi, however, merely raised his sword-like brows slightly, his tone nonchalant. "Aren't you perfectly fine right now? Besides, the one who almost made you fall was none other than yourself. Master already warned you; it was your own carelessness that kept you from taking it to heart."

Luo Qingyao: "............"

Luo Qingyao suddenly realized that if she continued to argue with him, not only would she fail to reach any logical conclusion, but she might also end up re-experiencing that hair-raising brush with death. Consequently, she obediently chose to shut her mouth and dropped the subject entirely.

While Luo Qingyao fell silent, Yun Yi was practically glowing with amusement, the corners of his lips curving upward and his eyes half-closed in satisfaction. He had thoroughly enjoyed the process just now. Ah, how wonderful it would be if they could do it all over again! The little girl hadn't fully blossomed yet, and he couldn't even span her waist with one hand, but the tactile sensation was truly quite exceptional~~

The two of them harbored their own private thoughts, and for a time, neither spoke, leaving the air quiet between them.

After a long while, Luo Qingyao suddenly thought of the incident in the dense forest and couldn't help asking, "Master, what were those Ice and Fire Death Warriors? Are they famous?"

Hearing this, a trace of icy mockery flickered across the corners of Yun Yi's lips. "You actually thought you encountered genuine Ice and Fire Death Warriors? If they had been real, the moment the Volcanic Cloud Leopard appeared before you, your fragile little body would have been roasted to a crisp. Would you have had any time to waste exchanging idle chatter with them?"

"Fake?" Hearing this, Luo Qingyao suffered an even heavier blow. If they had been real Ice and Fire Death Warriors and she had managed to resist them for a while, it would have proved she possessed at least some capability. But if they were fake, it only demonstrated how utterly weak she truly was—so weak that she lacked even the ability to escape!

At this realization, Luo Qingyao's heart sank heavily once more, and a renewed, burning yearning for formidable power surged within her.

Yun Yi seemed to perceive the shifting tides of her thoughts. Wrapping one arm around her slender waist, he looked down at her with a smile and asked, "What is it?"