Against The Sky Supreme

“Master,” Shen Subing said obediently, still maintaining her gentle demeanor. After a moment's hesitation, she stretched out her delicate arm and linked it with Tan Yun's left arm, entering the Immortal Palace together.

Once Tan Yun took his seat, Shen Subing secretly thought, “You know the answer yet you still ask, hmph!”

Upon finishing, Shen Subing admired, “Master, you are truly incredible! Don’t you think the elders will no longer look down on me during this alchemical arts grand competition?”

“You are right again, at that time Tan Yun took the place of my disciple…”

Then, Shen Subing recounted how Tan Yun surpassed Lu Yi in alchemical arts and then slapped Lu Yi three times, looking confused. “Master, there’s something I don’t understand. Can you enlighten me with your vast abilities?”

“Oh? What is it?” Tan Yun chuckled, “While you are talking, why not give me a massage? I’ve been sitting here for quite a while and you haven’t helped me yet.”

“Okay, I’ll massage you now.” Shen Subing discreetly moved behind Tan Yun, extending her delicate fingers and suddenly exerting force to grip Tan Yun’s shoulders.

“Ah—”

Tan Yun gasped in pain, “Disciple, your technique is too strong! It’s not your first time massaging me, why don’t you know the right pressure?”

Behind Tan Yun, Shen Subing smiled with her lips pursed, then resumed a more moderate pressure while asking, “Master, you don’t know this, but Gongsun Yangchun was being quite rude to me!”

“But Tan Yun, a mere disciple, actually stepped in to protect me.”

“Master, where do you think Tan Yun got the courage? He dared to confront Gongsun Yangchun to protect me?”

“Also, even though he wanted to protect me, where did he get the guts to grab my wrist and pull me behind him?”

After asking, Shen Subing shot a fierce glare at the back of Tan Yun's head, looking both resentful and playful.

“Uh…” Tan Yun stuttered, “This… How would this master know! However, I can definitely say that Tan Yun is a good disciple!”

Shen Subing's eyes flashed with a glint of brilliance, “Master, do you think Tan Yun likes me?”

“He usually wouldn’t dare to have ideas about me, but when he saw me in danger, he felt protective?”

“Ahem!” Tan Yun cleared his throat, “Disciple! How would I know? I’m not a deity!”

“Come on, Master! Just give a guess! Otherwise, I won’t massage you anymore,” Shen Subing said in a somewhat spoiled tone.

“Alright, alright, let me take a guess.” After a moment of silence, Tan Yun said, “Disciple, you are one of the nine beauties of the Immortal Sect. It’s possible that Tan Yun, that brat, might indeed have some admiration for you!”

“Oh, really?” Shen Subing bit her lip anxiously, “I didn’t expect you to know about the nine beauties of the Immortal Sect. This surprises me.”

“Oh right, Master, in my Meritorious Lineage, there’s me and Mu Mengyi, and also Zhong Wu Shiyao from the Artifact Lineage. Who do you think is the most beautiful?”

Shen Subing had always wanted to hear Tan Yun say who among her and the two others was the most beautiful.

Women love beauty, as everyone knows, and comparing beauty is quite normal.

“Disciple, I’ve only heard about it,” Tan Yun chuckled, “I have never seen Zhong Wu Shiyao or Mu Mengyi, so how can I judge?”

“It doesn’t matter if you haven’t seen them. I will show you right now.” With her left hand massaging Tan Yun's shoulder, her right arm lightly waved, and instantly, two waves of spiritual power transformed into the forms of Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shiyao in front of Tan Yun.

After stepping away from Tan Yun, Shen Subing stood alongside the memories of the two women, smiled gracefully, and said, “Master, you must give us three a ranking!”

“Uh—” Tan Yun was taken aback, “My precious disciple, why are you suddenly comparing beauty with these two disciples?”

“Master, I’m still a girl! Isn’t it normal to compare beauty with other girls?” Shen Subing smiled charmingly, “Master, you must answer truthfully about who is the most beautiful!”