A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Yun Yueqing said in her usual respectful tone, "Uncle Master, I hope you can keep this a secret for me."

Xiao Yirao nodded gently: "Of course."

"There's one thing I want to ask. I heard that there's another Yun Yueqing in our Jingyuan Sect. What's going on?"

Zhang Jiaxi: "It was that bastard Si Luochen who suggested it. You've just taken up the position, and disappearing would definitely be controversial for you."

"He said it would be better to make a puppet of your appearance, and after Elder Zhong Gu handles the trivial matters, have the puppet repeat the story."

"It can consolidate your position and prevent the Jingyuan Sect from being left leaderless. It's a two-pronged approach."

"But after a long time, the puppet gradually became uncontrollable. At this time, Elder Zhong Gu and I proposed replacing the puppet."

"I didn't expect Si Luochen to be so direct and make you, who has the appearance of a puppet, do a series of unreasonable things."

"I also heard about what happened next. Because I stopped him from controlling the puppets, I was kicked out of the Jingyuan Sect. That's why all this happened."

"The best thing to do is for you to come back with me now, and the puppet technique will naturally break down on its own."

After Yun Yueqing thought about it again and again, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back with you."

When Xiao Yirao saw Yun Yueqing agree so readily, he felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.

He still maintained a faint smile on his face, but his heart was like a surging tide.

He complained in his heart, "I asked you to go back, but you refused. Now that Si Luochen has made things worse, you agreed to Zhang Jiaxi's request."

He looked at Yun Yueqing with complicated eyes, and the barely perceptible jealousy was suppressed by him.

Yun Yueqing also realized that something was wrong and wanted to explain to Xiao Yirao: "I..."

"Whether to reply or not, just make your decision. There's no need to waste time explaining it to me."

Xiao Yirao spoke in a hurried tone, interrupting her without thinking.

Yun Yueqing was stunned for a moment, "Master uncle, you have also seen my current situation. I look like a ghost, neither human nor ghost. Of course, I can't speak to you."

Xiao Yirao laughed at himself in his heart, and the sadness turned into a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

I couldn't tell him, but I told Zhang Jiaxi frankly that I guess in her heart, I am not as good as others after all.

A breeze blew by, blowing away a few strands of hair on his forehead, and seemed to take away the surging emotions in his heart.

He stared at Yun Yueqing, and those clear eyes contained too many emotions that he could not understand.

He only said a few words: "You don't have to respect me as your great-uncle master. I can't bear such a prestigious title."

Xiao Yirao was actually speaking out of anger, but his expression was cold and distant, and he looked like he was keeping people at a distance, making it difficult for people to approach him.

Yun Yueqing didn't understand the angry meaning in his words. She just felt that he wanted to distance himself from her, and a sense of loss inexplicably welled up in her heart.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked into Xiao Yirao's deep eyes, trying to find a trace of the warmth of the past, but she only caught a glimpse of indifference and alienation.

"In that case, this is the only way. Master Xiao, we'll see each other again if we're destined to."

Yun Yueqing felt mixed emotions and uttered these cold words with red eyes.

When Xiao Yirao heard this, his heart tightened. The word "Young Master Xiao" was like an ice knife, piercing his heart.

He looked at Yun Yueqing's back with a complicated look as she was about to turn and leave.

He really didn't like the title of "Uncle Master". After all, who likes to be treated as an elder by the person they like?

Now the name "Master Xiao" felt even more distant. He didn't know how to start or how to explain. He could only watch Yun Yueqing's back gradually walking away.

Yun Yueqing felt a bitter feeling in her heart. She had never experienced this kind of feeling since she was a single, so she had no idea that she was in love.

Zhang Jiaxi dragged her injured body and followed closely behind Yun Yueqing who was walking faster and faster.

"Can you slow down a bit? You beat me like this. Even if I don't deserve any credit, I've worked hard. Can you understand how I feel?"

Yun Yueqing's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Zhang Jiaxi fell straight and bumped into her back.

"Ouch! Could you please tell me when you stop?"

Yun Yue glanced at him with her majestic eyes, and Zhang Jiaxi fell silent immediately.

She asked weakly, "Sister Yun...are you okay?"

The two of them were childhood sweethearts, and usually they would tell Zhang Jiaxi everything, and this time was no exception.

"Tell me, I feel so bad, why is it so?"

Zhang Jiaxi thought about it and came to a conclusion, "Maybe it's because this is the first time I transformed on a full moon night, and my body isn't used to it."

Yun Yueqing suddenly remembered what Xiao Fu once said: "The heart is a zombie's unique way of communicating."

"Although what you said makes some sense, it also doesn't make sense. During and after the workout, I don't feel that blocked or bored feeling in my heart."

"Just now, after I finished talking to my uncle-master, no, to Master Xiao, I started to feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Jiaxi's eyes flickered, and suddenly he seemed to understand something. He opened his mouth, but hesitated and closed it.

He looked up at Yun Yueqing, whose pretty face was filled with confusion and melancholy, and a wave of sadness rose in his heart.

He gritted his teeth secretly, unwilling to admit his suspicion that Yun Yueqing, the girl who grew up with him, actually fell in love with Xiao Yirao.

He slapped his head hard, trying to get the thought out of his mind.

"That's impossible! How could Sister Yun possibly like that icy-faced guy? I must be overthinking it."

But Zhang Jiaxi's eyes betrayed him. The deep sense of loss and unwillingness hung over his heart like a dark cloud, making it impossible for him to deceive himself.

Seeing that Zhang Jiaxi didn't say anything, Yun Yueqing bumped him with her shoulder and saw his ugly face.

Then he asked, "Why do you look uglier than me? Did I hit you too hard? I'm sorry, let me cast a spell to heal you."

Zhang Jiaxi nodded dully, "Yes, I'm upset because you hurt me so badly."

Her hands were gently raised, and her fingertips sparkled with soft blue light, like the gentlest stars in the night sky.

She slowly approached Zhang Jiaxi, and the blue light gently brushed across the scars on Zhang Jiaxi's body as she moved.

It's like a spring breeze blowing through the dead branches in winter, bringing a touch of vitality and warmth.

The wounds on Zhang Jiaxi's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You don't even know that when you were mad, your cultivation had actually reached the upper realm. Even now, you're still in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul while treating my injuries."

"The realm switches back and forth between the lower and higher realms with such a huge span, it is simply unheard of."

Yun Yueqing pulled herself out of her recent annoyance, "A higher realm? Stop kidding, okay? If this is true, is this going to catch up with the Void Master?"

She looked obviously unconvinced, and Zhang Jiaxi snorted in dissatisfaction.

"With your current level of cultivation, how could you possibly have beaten me like this?"