Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

The Sword Fairy finally felt like she had delivered a line where she held the upper hand for once.

Noticing the brief moment of hesitation from the boy beside her, the young girl chuckled inwardly, her strong mental processing seemingly erasing the embarrassment she’d felt just moments ago.
Then she saw Luo Wusheng, after his initial pause, nod earnestly.
“Hmm… You’re right. Then I’ll rely on Little Yuli Master.”

It was obvious /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ that Lu Yuliu had underestimated the sheer audacity of the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect when dealing with her alone.
‘Something feels off from how I imagined this… Also, is he calling me, or my master with that title?’
A mixture of emotions bubbled up in the young girl’s heart, and her fleeting sense of triumph began to fade.

Yet, deep down, hearing him address her like that stirred an inexplicable feeling she couldn’t quite identify.
On the other hand, Luo Wusheng didn’t feel there was anything unusual about his response.
Little Yuli’s earlier remark had clearly been in jest. Since she’d already decided to teach him that spell, she certainly wouldn’t do anything to trouble her master.

Perhaps her master had even mentioned during the teaching process that it could be passed on to trusted individuals?
After all, this was the disciple who had saved her life—showing a bit of generosity was perfectly reasonable. In the original story, her master had sacrificed much more than just a spell for her; this was nothing in comparison.
As for calling her master… it was just words, wasn’t it? No big deal.

In fact, it added a bit of humor to the situation.
As the free-spirited Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, Luo Wusheng was quite confident his lenient master wouldn’t care about such trivial matters.
‘Not that he’d ever get the chance to find out about this anyway…’ Luo Wusheng thought to himself.

And so, with his reply, the earlier “Little Yuli incident” was considered settled—for now.
The young girl, whose mood had lifted significantly, turned her gaze toward the world beyond the ruined walls.
After hesitating for a moment, she spoke softly, “Since we’ve come to Sword Province, I’d like to make a trip back to the Sword Sect…”

Luo Wusheng nodded gently.
That made sense. However, now that the Sword Fairy’s episode had passed, her aloof, icy master had missed a golden opportunity to be claimed by Little Yuli as her first harem member….
“Do you want me to take you back?”
He had just gained the ability to teleport, and bringing the young girl along would allow her to return to the Sword Sect much faster.

Besides, the sacred land of sword cultivation had long piqued Luo Wusheng’s curiosity, and he was eager to catch a glimpse of Little Yuli’s master’s true visage.
However—
“No need.”

The young girl replied with a smile, decisively refusing his offer.
After a brief pause, she added, “The Sword Sect is not like the Immortal Nation’s Royal City. Have you forgotten your identity and cultivation level?”
Hearing this, Luo Wusheng revealed a look of understanding.

Sect territories were typically well-guarded. For example, even Bai Xiaoyao, the Demon Sect’s Holy Maiden, had to sneak Lu Yuliu into the Demon Domain disguised as a sect disciple.
The Sword Sect would naturally have similar restrictions, especially for someone like Luo Wusheng, a Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, with cultivation nearly at the Nascent Soul Realm.
If he approached the Sword Sect, the Sect Master himself might come out to interrogate him.

Fine, he thought. He could use some time to be on his own anyway, especially since his storage bag contained crucial information he needed to go through.
Plus, what if he reached the Sword Sect and Little Yuli’s icy master decided to fight him for hijacking her disciple’s storyline?
Visiting the Sword Sect could wait. Exploring Sword Province seemed like a safer option for now—he’d heard that places like Daybreak City in Sword Province had unique local attractions…

So he nodded slightly.
“In that case, let’s stay in contact through the wooden sword. When you’re done at the Sword Sect, we’ll head back to the Royal City together.”
Yes, the Sword Fairy still needed to participate in the Royal City’s Human Immortal List.

Hearing Luo Wusheng not insist further, Lu Yuliu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She had just confirmed through communication that her master was still at the Sword Sect.
However, her attempt to use the wooden sword to convince her master to avoid traveling to the Royal City had failed.

That was because yesterday, in her “episode,” she had happily agreed to the plan herself…
Since that was the case, now that she was already in Sword Province, she might as well switch from a remote strategy to an in-person one to stop her master!
She was still lost in thought when she saw Luo Wusheng’s hand pause a short distance above her chest.

‘What— what is he trying to do?’
Lu Yuliu’s face flushed red, but she quickly realized that his hand did not lower. Instead, it radiated a faint energy of spiritual energy.
The Star-Moon Jade pendant on her chest gently floated up before settling back down against her heart.

“With its material and my current cultivation level, this seems to be the best I can manage. But with this, I feel a bit more at ease.”
Retracting his hand, Luo Wusheng gave her a gentle smile.
Feeling the spiritual energy flowing through the Star-Moon Jade pendant, the Sword Fairy’s heart warmed. A subtle but perfect smile curved her lips.

Still holding onto Luo Wusheng’s hand, she gave it a light tug, tilted her chin confidently, and pointed at the swords lying on the ground.
“Come on, let your Master see just how good your aptitude truly is~”
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As dawn broke, in the Sword Sect atop Frosty Snow Peak, Ling Shuangxue sat quietly on her bed, her expression thoughtful.
Yesterday, she had emerged from seclusion after diligently consolidating her cultivation realm.
Though she had only managed to stabilize about 70-80% of her new realm, it was still an extraordinary feat. To reach such stability so shortly after advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm had surely stunned the Nascent Soul elders of the Sword Sect.

Yet why did she choose to emerge from her retreat before fully stabilizing her realm?
Everyone knew that consolidating one’s cultivation was best done in one uninterrupted effort. Interrupting the process could leave hidden flaws in one’s foundation.
Ling Shuangxue was well aware of this.

However, she had recently learned of a major incident in the Royal City.
‘The Netherkin Extermination Operation… The Royal City is no longer safe…’
The thought of her disciple being in the Royal City left her deeply unsettled.

Thus, upon ending her retreat, the first thing she did was send a message to her disciple, confirming her safety.
In the message, she had even passed on a new sword technique she had recently comprehended.
This technique, inspired by a certain story she’d come across, came with a specific instruction: if her disciple ever encountered someone related to that story, she was permitted to share the sword technique with them as a gesture of goodwill.

That had concluded yesterday’s exchange of messages.
The content of their conversation seemed fine—her disciple had been surprisingly lively and obedient, even responding affirmatively to her every word.
But Ling Shuangxue had not expected that, just today, her disciple would abruptly change her mind and send another message urging her not to go to the Royal City.

What could have happened in the Royal City?
This thought began to take root in Ling Shuangxue’s mind.
No, she needed to go there and see for herself.

Just as she made her decision, her brows furrowed slightly.
A small sword emerged from the void and landed in front of her.
It danced lightly in the air, and a flash of sword light formed words in the space before her.

The content reflected in Ling Shuangxue’s eyes read:
“Daybreak City… Traces of a Heaven-grade Soulblade Specter… Call for extermination…”