Qin Yao covered herself in terror.
She never expected that as soon as her Master closed the door, she would rush over, strip her of her clothes, and then begin to take off her own cloud robe.
‘Is she really going to teach me through a practical demonstration?’
She was an Alchemist, after all. She had studied the spiritual meridians of countless beings and was no stranger to the human body.
She even knew the specific mechanics of how to… perform the act!
However, the Head of Qingxia Peak simply removed her garments with a solemn expression, carrying her massive assets onto the jade bed.
The colossal pair, now freed from their restraints, looked even more exaggerated.
It made the Senior Sister burn with envy, and for a moment, she didn’t know whether to be afraid or feel inferior.
“Master, what are you doing… mmph!”
“Be quiet.”
Gelan quickly pressed two fingers against the Spirit Platform Jade Palace.
It was simple and crude, a direct transmission of power to Qin Yao.
Soon, dots of green light gathered like fireflies in the sea of trees.
The wood spirits of the entire Qingxia Peak rushed in, swirling around the two of them.
As the spiritual energy surged, a mark appeared on the center of Gelan’s forehead, looking like a green leaf or a drifting cloud.
The majestic spiritual pressure made Qin Yao unable to move.
She watched as the cloud pattern gradually dimmed while the fluorescent light slowly soaked into her Sea of Consciousness.
A thin layer of auspicious clouds rose within her, filled with delicate veins and the essence of cloud leaves.
After an unknown amount of time, the green light dissipated.
When Gelan withdrew her power, her entire body was trembling.
Every breath she took caused her chest to heave like crashing waves; it seemed she had exhausted a great deal of mental effort.
Qin Yao felt her body burning, the fluorescent light flickering.
She instantly realized what had happened.
That unique cloud pattern had been transferred into her body!
“You… this is…”
“Whew, time waits for no one. I’m already losing my strength after just a short while.
I originally planned to teach you this move when you grew up, but who knew you’d reach Golden Core Peak in the blink of an eye?
Very good, very good. Now you have received my true legacy. Go and show those bratty boys what you’re made of!”
Gelan rubbed Qin Yao’s head.
She couldn’t hide her fatigue, but she was still high-spirited.
“Master, what are you saying? I don’t understand a single word!”
Qin Yao’s eyes widened.
She was so shocked she didn’t know what to say.
If she wasn’t mistaken, her Master had just given her the most precious and important thing of the Qingxia lineage.
It was the inheritance sword mark, which not only granted the ancient power of the Sword Canon but also served as a symbol of status and position.
But doing it so suddenly without even a word of warning was far too reckless!
Gelan shrugged.
To her, it was simple: the next Head of Qingxia Peak had been decided, and it was her.
“I’ve thought about it.
I’m old, and I’m a lazy bones. I rarely step out of my door. I’ve sat in this position for hundreds of years.
Sooner or later, I’ll have to pass it to you. I might as well hand Qingxia Peak over to you and Liuer to manage early.”
Qin Yao’s eyes reddened.
She suddenly threw herself into Gelan’s arms—like an egg hitting a rock, she was once again shocked by her Master’s grand bosom.
This wasn’t just affection; it was a form of recognition and expectation.
“Don’t joke around at a time like this. You’re making it sound like you’re about to pass away. You’re not old at all! I’ve always seen you as a sister.”
“Only you would have such a sweet tongue.”
Gelan laughed so hard her whole body shook.
The sight of the beautiful Master and Disciple hugging each other naked in the middle of the night was simply too stunning.
She had to admit her Senior Sister was quite capable.
She had managed to snag a dark horse like Liuer from the chaotic crowd.
With such a sharp eye, Gelan hadn’t spoiled her in vain.
Celestial Aristocratic Families, noble young ladies, royal princesses—none of them compared to her disciples of Qingxia Peak!
“But, is this really okay? Won’t the other Elders and disciples have objections?”
Qin Yao spoke softly, feeling she didn’t deserve it.
There were many girls in the Qingxia lineage who were stronger than her, and many seniors at the Nascent Soul stage.
She wasn’t the smartest among the disciples, nor the strongest, and certainly didn’t have the largest chest…
“They wouldn’t dare! For the position of Head Seat, there is no candidate but you!”
Gelan’s eyes burned brightly.
She had seen the spark in Qin Yao long ago, and she believed that after this year’s Great Competition, everyone else would see it too.
Last year, she was only at the second level of the Golden Core stage.
What about now?
Granted, Xiao Xinran and Ji Shiyu were exceptionally talented, but in terms of the same growth, was the concept of the Golden Core stage and Foundation Establishment stage really the same?
Seeking the Dao and cultivation is a path to the heavens.
Some are born with talent and take a strong lead, while others are late bloomers who fight to catch up.
Qin Yao was different.
She always maintained a steady pace—neither rushed nor slow—and before she knew it, she had already surpassed the fellow disciples who used to lead her.
“Humph, you don’t have to think of me as so great. I have my own selfish motives! When I retire, I’ll move to Heavenly Phenomena Peak to accompany your Aunt Master. When the time comes, you and your husband will be responsible for taking care of the two of us.”
“Try to have a big, fat boy for us to play with as soon as possible. Don’t be like your Master Uncle Liu and Master Uncle Yun, only caring about their own happiness. Do you hear me?”
It had to be said that the Lan Seat’s plan was quite beautiful; she had already calculated everything in secret.
Even after retiring, she could still throw her weight around in the Sea of Clouds and dominate the Shenhua Sect!
“Master.”
Qin Yao was moved beyond words.
Gelan was extremely protective of her own. Entrusting her with the Azure Cloud Sword Mark at this moment was clearly intended to give her a better chance of winning.
She secretly resolved to get a good rank and never let her Master down.
“Sigh, your teacher doesn’t have much in the way of savings. We Sword Cultivators are notoriously poor.
This Azure Cloud Sword Mark… just consider it your dowry.”
Gelan smiled awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed.
After all, she didn’t have much else that was worth presenting.
Qin Yao broke into a smile through her tears.
Before she had even married into the family, her Master was already treating her as a daughter-in-law, treating the sect’s lineage like a family business.
“You’re talking nonsense again. Is this a nudge toward marriage or a forced one?”
“How can I not push you? You’re good at everything, but your temper is just too nice. If it were me, I would have beaten those fuzzy-haired girls to the ground long ago. Would I let them stare at my man with those lecherous eyes all day? You have to change; you really must change!”
“Alright.”
Gelan slowly stood up, her expression solemn.
“Yaoer, from now on, I’m entrusting Qingxia Peak to you.”
Qin Yao bowed back blankly, touching the sword mark on her forehead, still in disbelief.
At the same time, the Old Sect Leader in the Illusion Pavilion looked up in astonishment.
Sensing that the Azure Cloud had changed masters, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Ridiculous, simply ridiculous…”
The Head of Qingxia Peak was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, not even halfway through her lifespan and in her prime.
Why on earth was she quitting?
Each of the Five Peaks’ Head Seats was startled.
Even Yan Bingling was a bit confused, thinking Gelan had contracted some incurable disease—like a massive blockage and necrosis of her spiritual meridians caused by her chest being too large.
‘Couldn’t she just cut it off? Why quit her job?’
Tu Gou, the Head Seat of Sunset Peak, was fuming.
He immediately understood the rogue woman’s intention and began shouting toward the direction of Qingxia Peak.
“Isn’t this just being a hooligan?! A Chief Disciple fighting a Head Seat? I’ll hit your mother!”
The Azure Cloud Sword Mark meant that Qin Yao had already become the Head of Qingxia Peak, though she hadn’t officially taken over yet.
It was a unilateral appointment.
The inheritance of a lineage’s Head Seat was no small matter.
If it fell into the hands of someone with impure intentions, it would be a disaster.
Usually, it required the approval of the Five Peaks’ Head Seats.
Ge Erniang was swift and unreasonable, giving those old fossils no face at all.
That was right—she was being a hooligan.
Qingxia Peak hadn’t stood at the summit of the clouds for over 100 years.
Before she retired, she just wanted to see the Azure Cloud soar once more and take the top spot in the Great Competition.