Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

As the sun and the moon alternate, the Golden Crow rises from the sea level on time again.

Since there were only two thank-you gifts this time, Ruan Chuyin only asked Qin Guanzhi to accompany her up the mountain.

When they arrived at the foot of Xuantian Mountain, Jinshan, Chi Youliang and others had been waiting for a long time.

The mountain road was long, so they thoughtfully prepared a sedan chair.

Qin Guanzhi did not bother them. He put his arms around his wife's slender waist, tapped the ground with his toes, and flew into the air.

"Have you noticed that Miss Ruan has become more beautiful?" Jinshan stared at the two people's backs as they left, and the scene of holding her in his arms during the battle in the ghost realm that day appeared in his mind again: soft as if without bones, with a faint fragrance, just like... just like...

"He's back to life! Hurry!" Chi Youliang patted his shoulder speechlessly and jumped to follow. Ever since they returned from recuperating in Nanxing, Senior Brother Jin has become absent-minded, often grinning foolishly at the moon. With a distinguished guest visiting today, why is he being so foolish again?

Xuantian Sect is even more magnificent than Ruan Chuyin had imagined.

On top of the giant peaks hundreds of feet high, jade-like buildings shuttle through the clouds and mist, and every brick and tile emits colorful light under the golden glow.

At this moment, she felt as if she had come to another world - the world of immortal cultivation.

The two ancestors and the old sect leader received them in the main hall.

"Guanzhi, why isn't your master here?" Jiang Zhiwei was still thinking about exchanging a few moves with Qi Jianshen, but he kept glancing at the girl beside him from the corner of his eye. Even a fairy would blush at her appearance. No wonder his disciple was willing to sacrifice his life for her.

"My master is still in Nanxing, and it will be some time before he returns." Qin Guanzhi did not mention Hao Rong's murder. Truth will come to light sooner or later.

After the greetings, the three old men focused their attention on the stunningly beautiful figure.

It was the first time Ruan Chuyin met the old Sect Master Jiang. The way he looked at her was even hotter than the two old ancestors. She could only hold the tea bowl and bring it to her mouth from time to time to cover up her inner nervousness.

This visit was mainly to visit Yanshan Pavilion, but now there is not even a trace of him, which is very strange. Just now, Chen Laozu clearly said that he has recovered well.

"Hatsune, this Great Tonic Pill was made by the Alchemy Saint, Master Qinglian. I wonder what your relationship is with him?" Patriarch Zhuang was quite interested in alchemy, often reading books on the subject in his spare time. This Great Tonic Pill was a deep crimson, adorned with a faint golden pattern. It was clearly a rare, high-grade elixir, invaluable and priceless. This thank-you gift was too heavy.

"Ancestor Zhuang, he's my husband. The one you met before was the Wind-Fusting Sword Immortal Ji Zhiya," Ruan Chuyin replied. Looking at the three elders' excited and astonished expressions, she regretted not bringing him along.

The conversation then suddenly changed, and they began to discuss Ji Zhiya enthusiastically, which made Qin Guanzhi feel a little disappointed. For the first time, his resolve was shaken, and he felt that he should learn more medical skills from his master. Besides, his wife was now Ge Yinghan's apprentice, and she would definitely learn medicine in the future, so that they would have more common ground.

Just as Qin Guanzhi's thoughts were racing, the old sect leader Jiang took Ruan Chuyin to see a few "Chrysanthemum Taoists" raised in the back mountain on the pretext of something, and temporarily separated the two.

Ju Dao Ren is a purple rabbit, named after the fact that he eats chrysanthemums and mountain springs.

Ruan Chuyin particularly loves furry animals. This was the first time she had ever seen a purple rabbit in her life, and she couldn't put it down after petting one.

Seeing that she liked it, the old sect leader generously gave her one. When she married Shan Ting in the future, would she still need these?

As he thought about it, the old face smiled even more amiably.

"Hatsune, Shan Ting came to the mountain at the age of three. Because of his exceptional talent, I took him in as my disciple at the age of seven. By the age of fifteen, he had already reached the fourth level of Xuantian Swordsmanship. At the age of twenty-three, he reached the sixth level. After winning the Ten Great Sects Competition, I handed the Xuantian Sect over to him. At the time, the entire sect was skeptical. But I always believed that Shan Ting was a towering tree that had not yet been uprooted. By the time the world truly noticed him, this towering tree would have already soared into the clouds, leaving no one behind. He has also been very motivated. This year, at the age of twenty-six, he has already reached the seventh level. When I was his age, I could only reach the sixth level. I believe that in the future, he will be able to carry forward the sect, aim high, and reach even greater heights."

Having said that, the old sect leader paused and turned to look at the little girl.

Ruan Chuyin lowered her head and stroked her rabbit, the old sect leader's words echoing in her mind. She knew Yan Shanting was talented, but she hadn't expected him to be so outstanding, to ascend to the throne of the world's number one sect leader at the age of only twenty-three.

"So my disciple is very outstanding! And he has never been close to a woman. This time he risked his life to save you, and even alarmed the two ancestors of our sect. He treats you very well!" When Jiang Zhiwei finished saying this, Ruan Chuyin suddenly raised her head.