Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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With a cool, aloof tone, he said, "Ahem! It's alright. Our sect values ​​thrift and doesn't waste food. Just leave it there."

"Yes, Master," Su Mu replied respectfully, gently placing the food box on the table in front of the screen.

Shen Qingshang beckoned the food box behind the screen, and the lid slowly opened.

Instantly, a familiar and enticing aroma of food, mixed with steam, wafted over and filled the entire hall.

“Hmm…” A very soft, almost inaudible sigh came from behind the screen.

Shen Qingshang's vision blurred slightly, and his nose tingled with a little soreness.

Eleven years have passed; she hasn't tasted a meal cooked by Su Mu himself for a full eleven years. Even though he's right there in the sect, so close at hand...

However, she kept avoiding it because of her inner conflict.

Smelling this unforgettable fragrance, she suddenly realized that Consort Gu was right to reprimand her. What had she been trying to achieve by running away for the past eleven years?

What to do? It caused Su Mu and Zhi Xiao worry, and at the same time, it plunged her into boundless longing and pain.

"Is the food delicious, Master?" Su Mu's gentle voice pulled her back from her turbulent thoughts.

"Hmm...it's acceptable." Shen Qingshang forced himself to respond in a flat, even slightly critical tone, "Although it's not my favorite flavor, but..."

"Since you have such good intentions, you may do similar things occasionally in the future." She tried her best to maintain the composure and dignity of a master.

"Disciple has remembered." Su Mu smiled to himself.

"Hmm..." Shen Qingshang paused, then asked casually, "Have you and Xiaoxiao eaten yet?"

"This disciple awaits Master's evaluation and has not yet eaten. As for Xiaoxiao," Su Mu said naturally, "she said she didn't have much of an appetite today, and didn't want to..."

She ate a meal, drank some milk, and then said she was full.

Shen Qingshang shook his head behind the screen, sighing inwardly: This girl is truly spoiled. Even the best milk can't compare to Su Mu making it herself.

Does the food smell good? You're truly taking your blessings for granted.

Meanwhile, inside her residence, Su Zhixiao, having just enjoyed a hearty meal, lay lazily on the tatami mat, letting out a soft burp, her face radiating happiness.

A silly smile played on his lips as he curled up contentedly.

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Chapter 53 The Master Who Can Only Watch

"Yes, Master's review."

After lunch, Shen Qingshang spent over an hour before managing to write a few words of commentary on several case files. At this moment,

Su Mu was standing outside the screen, carefully flipping through the documents one by one.

Behind the screen, Shen Qingshang sat upright and composed, seemingly calm, but her heart was in turmoil, even her ample bosom unconsciously trembling.

Her breathing rose and fell slightly with a hint of rapidity.

Su Mu's gaze swept over the annotations, which appeared somewhat immature but were trying hard to imitate a formal tone, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

He picked up his vermilion pen and wrote a comment in the blank space at the end of the file: "While the insights are somewhat immature and the considerations are not thorough enough, the thought process is still sound."

The calculations are clear, and the writing shows effort...it deserves a B grade.

Behind the screen, Shen Qingshang secretly let out a long sigh of relief, subconsciously raising his hand to rub his chest, which was slightly tense from nervousness. Something was wrong—

I'm the master!

A surge of emotion, a mixture of shame, annoyance, and a strange thrill, quietly welled up inside her. Su Mu, whom she had watched grow up, treated her as someone who needed...

The students being taught generally have this feeling of "grading".

“Master, these are my humble opinions. May I ask if you have any questions or misunderstandings?” Su Muqing’s clear voice rang out.

Startled, Shen Qingshang swayed slightly. He quickly composed himself, coughed twice, and tried to restore his usual cool and authoritative voice:

"Yes, Su Mu, what you say makes sense. Let's do it your way."

“Yes, Master,” Su Mu replied.

"These corrected documents will now be returned to Master." Su Mu gently pushed the organized documents closer to the screen. "Master can review them repeatedly in his spare time."

Watching this is just... a way to reinforce your skills; practice makes perfect.

"...Alright, thank you for your trouble." Shen Qingshang straightened his back slightly, as if trying to regain some of his dignity as a master. "Since today's sect affairs..."

That concludes this section for now. Next, it is my turn to fulfill my duty as your teacher and instruct you on the path of cultivation.

She paused, then added, "I have already sent a telepathic message to Zhixiao, that you and your brother will receive instruction together today."

"Yes, Master."

Upon receiving the message, Su Zhixiao, who was still lying in bed, quickly tidied her clothes and hurried to the main peak, her face still flushed.

"Disciple Zhixiao greets Master." She bowed respectfully.

"Hmm... Zhixiao, you already know that I have accepted Su Mu as my personal disciple, right?"

"Yes! Thank you, Master!" Su Zhixiao said cheerfully, genuinely happy.

"It's alright." Shen Qingshang turned to Su Mu, "Su Mu, you have already memorized the cultivation method of my Sleeping Flower Sect. You fought against the demon cultivators twice a few days ago."

Do you have any insights?

Su Mulu pondered for a moment, then replied earnestly, "Reporting to Master, I previously regarded this Sleeping Flower Heart Method only as a technique for calming the mind and following one's will."

husband.

It is only when one embarks on the path of cultivation and draws qi into the body that one realizes its infinite mysteries.

As long as one focuses their mind and acts according to their will, the power and agility of any technique will seem to increase.

"Not bad." Shen Qingshang's tone carried a hint of approval. "Your comprehension is exceptionally high. My master, who is also the sect leader of our Mianhua Sect, she..."

The most important aspect of this "Sleeping Flower Mind Method" that I have come to understand is the four words: freedom and spontaneity.

"However, this following one's heart is not about indulging in desires and acting recklessly, but rather about understanding one's true nature, knowing one's own true intentions, and then putting them into practice. You can understand this even when you are just beginning your spiritual practice."

Its application is truly rare.

She changed the subject slightly, with a hint of self-reflection: "On the contrary, Zhixiao was a bit reserved, unable to express herself as freely as your senior uncles and sisters..."

In truth, this is also my fault as a teacher.

"I was deeply influenced by the philosophy of the Shuyu School, and even after I switched to practicing the Sleeping Flower Mind Method, I was still unable to completely abandon my old habits and follow my true nature. In teaching..."

In your process, you inevitably lost some of the true essence of its transmission.

She sighed softly and continued, "However, your senior uncles and sisters went to the other extreme, completely abandoning the Shuyu Sect's cultivation methods, which led to..."

He is too carefree and lacks self-discipline.

"In this regard, you two could consult Senior Sister Zhaorong. She has found a wonderful method between the Shuyu and Mianhua sects' cultivation techniques."

Balance means neither losing one's true nature nor lacking moderation in action.

"Aunt Gu is that amazing?!" Su Zhixiao exclaimed in surprise, her mouth agape. Her master never praised anyone easily!

"She is insightful and knows exactly what she wants, yet she never blindly pursues it, nor does she run away out of fear." Shen Qingshang's words revealed...

With a hint of melancholy and envy, she said, "In this respect, I am far inferior to her."

Upon hearing this, Su Mu seemed to be deep in thought. Wasn't this exactly how Aunt Gu treated him?

She was aware of her feelings for him, but she wouldn't be as openly affectionate as her senior sisters and uncles, nor would she deliberately distance herself like Shen Qingshang.

avoid.

"Alright, let's leave the matter of the cultivation method here for today. The main point is to make you take it seriously. You can ask Senior Sister Zhaorong for help again after she comes out of seclusion."

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It's never too late to teach. Shen Qingshang composed himself and his tone returned to calm.

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qingshang, behind the screen, pointed his fingers like a sword and gently gestured, causing a peach wood sword casually placed against the wall to rise and float in response.

In the air, the sword's blade shimmered with a faint spiritual light.

"But what I excel at is still martial arts techniques. In this respect, she is not as good as me." His words carried a hint of confidence and pride.

"Su Mu, how much do you know about my sect's Nine Falling Flowers Technique?"

Su Mu responded fluently: "The Nine Methods of Falling Petals encompass nine essential principles: attack, defense, strength, weakness, cunning, clumsiness, formation, killing, and healing."

Although it originated from the Shuyu Fifteen Forms, a unique martial art of the Shuyu Sect, it is no longer confined to swordsmanship and can be applied to fists, palms, spears, staffs, and many other martial arts.

Within the realm of skill.

"Not bad." Shen Qingshang's tone was approving. "Back then, Master combined the form of the Fifteen Forms of Shuyu with the spirit of the Sleeping Flower Heart Method to create these nine forms."

The secret formula, though still containing a few moves from the Fifteen Styles of Shuyu, has a completely different essence and artistic conception.

"The Falling Petals Nine Style has only been around for a little over twenty years, yet it can already rival the Thousand-Year-Old Rinsing Jade Fifteen Style, holding its own against it." Speaking of which...

Here, her tone also carried a hint of pride and arrogance.

"Sect Master is truly amazing!" Su Zhixiao couldn't help but exclaim in sincere admiration. "Such an exquisite technique, she was able to comprehend it on her own, and even the complex ten..."

Refining five techniques into nine—truly a genius!

"Yes, that's right." Shen Qingshang paused slightly, a scene from many years ago flashing through his mind—

"Master, the new technique you comprehended from the Fifteen Forms of Shuyu is indeed powerful! But why are there only nine forms left?"

"Uh, well, fifteen moves are too many, I can't remember them all, so there are only nine left."

"...Master, was this cultivation technique truly created by you alone?"

"Of course! Would Master lie to you?"

Shen Qingshang sighed softly in his heart and continued, "In short, Su Mu, your Nine Yang Spear technique is already a superior-grade martial art; there's no need to change it."

"That's your set of boxing techniques. Perhaps you could try incorporating the essence of the Falling Flowers Nine Technique into it; it might produce unexpected and miraculous results."

"Disciple understands and will carefully follow Master's teachings."

"Zhixiao," Shen Qingshang instructed, "you stay to the side and correct Su Mu's posture during the practice on my behalf."

"Yes, Master!" Su Zhixiao replied cheerfully.

So, Su Mu began to slowly practice the fist techniques according to the principles of the Falling Flowers Nine Method. Shen Qingshang, meanwhile, observed intently from behind the screen, occasionally issuing pointers.

The order was given to Su Zhixiao to step forward and correct the problem.

"Warm up and then sink three more points to the left, keeping the force contained. Zhixiao, hold his waist and help him feel the point of force."

"When the left leg is ready to strike, it should first be relaxed and then tightened, like an old tree with its roots firmly planted on the ground. Zhixiao, press down on his buttocks and legs with your hands to feel the changes."

"His shoulders and back are too tense. Relax them a bit and let your energy flow. Zhixiao, massage the area around his Jianjing acupoint."

Su Zhixiao happily complied with all of them, thoroughly enjoying herself.

She loved watching her brother's focused expression and fluid movements as he practiced his kung fu. Now, she could even legitimately touch him and feel his...

The taut, powerful muscles beneath his clothes—it's the perfect job!

However, while some rejoice, others grieve.

Behind the screen, Shen Qingshang rested her chin on her hand, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Despite being separated by a screen, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, her divine sense was sharp. She noticed Su Zhixiao's cheerful and unabashed groping and pressing on Su Mu's body.

The scene was laid bare, revealing everything without reservation.

Moreover, this was an order she herself had given.

Moreover, she can only sit there and cannot do it herself.

Moreover, she could only watch helplessly.

Shen Qingshang sighed softly, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the table. An indescribable sense of frustration welled up in his heart, but he could only...

Forced to suppress it, silently endured it.