Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Zixiao Sword Sect, outside the mountain gate.

A young girl in a blue dress stopped and looked at the mountain gate for a moment. Then, under the gaze of hundreds of people around her, she stepped forward and bowed:

"I am Li Jingqiu, serving under the Venerable Xinghe, and I have come to seek an audience with your sect's Holy Son."

The gatekeeper disciple had already noticed this person and upon hearing this, he quickly bowed and returned the greeting: "Fellow Daoist, please come in. The Holy Son is not in the sect right now. If you are not in a hurry, you can stay in the sect for a few days. When the Holy Son returns, we will report immediately."

He lowered his head while speaking, not daring to meet the other person's gaze, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the girl's face.

Li Jingqiu had long been accustomed to these furtive glances. She didn't pay any attention to them. She just glanced inside through the mountain gate and shook her head.

"No need. Since Fellow Daoist Jiang is not here, I will come back another day. Goodbye."

After saying that, she turned around and left without looking back, without a trace of disappointment on her face.

It was not until the other party's figure disappeared at the end of the mountain road that a discussion slowly began to rise around.

"Tsk, I really like this fellow Daoist. She's much prettier than the ones from Lingtian Sect, and her temperament is so refined she's comparable to a True Immortal. I wonder where she comes from, though."

"Tsk, who don't you like? But this fellow Taoist is truly beautiful, with a pleasant voice and high cultivation. Even I can't see through him."

"Nonsense, you're just a Jindan kid, you can't see through any Yuanying senior!"

"Don't talk about me, aren't you also in the Jindan stage?"

"So this Daoist Fellow Li should be at the Nascent Soul stage. Strange, how come I've never heard of such a beautiful and powerful female cultivator?"

"Her master, Venerable Xinghe's name is also a little unfamiliar. He must be a reclusive cultivator."

"Don't worry, don't worry. She's here to look for Your Highness. When Your Highness comes back, you'll naturally know who it is."

……

At the market at the foot of the mountain, in a small courtyard of an inn, Mo Qiu Shuang and the other two sat in a daze with sad faces.

Nangong Li impatiently drank a sip of tea, but couldn't help but say, "Senior Sister, why don't we go back first? It's been over a month, and there's still no news from Jiang Han. We can't just sit there and wait, right?"

Seeing that Mo Qiu Shuang didn't react, she gave Ji Yizi another look.

Ji Yizhi understood and followed suit, "Sixth Senior Sister, what you said makes sense. We still have many matters in the sect that need to be handled by Senior Sister. Why don't we go back to the sect first and come see Jiang Han when we have news?"

It was the first time he had seen such an arrogant person. He should have given a definite answer whether he wanted to see him or not. Every time he went there, he said that the person was not there. This was too perfunctory.

Mo Qiu Shuang stared at the horizon in silence. After a moment, he spoke dejectedly, "He's deliberately avoiding us. You can go back if you want. I have to go to the Sword Sect to look for him tomorrow."

Her tone was firm, without the slightest wavering: "As long as he sees my sincerity and is moved by my persistence, Junior Brother... will agree to meet me."

That's it again.

Nangong Li really has a headache. It has been a month, she has gone there every day and been rejected every day. She is almost fed up with it!

It was the first time she realized that it was so difficult to meet Jiang Han.

"Big Sister! You are wrong."

After acting for so long, she was really fed up and felt it necessary to tell her senior sister the truth.

"Do you think Jiang Han really doesn't want to see us because of what happened before? No, not really."

Nangong Li shook his head and looked at Mo Qiushuang steadily:

"Those things are long gone. Ever since the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, the misunderstandings between us and him have vanished into thin air. He said this himself."

Nangong Li was so angry that he trembled all over when he thought about how he was forced to kneel down in front of that bitch and admit his mistake.

Mo Qiushuang's whole body was shocked. She turned her head and stared at Nangong Li with a trembling voice: "When did he say such a thing? To you? Why didn't I know?!"

Her voice grew louder and louder, her emotions becoming uncontrollable.

If it's true, if it's true!

Then she... can be free!

The air around them suddenly stagnated, and a terrifying pressure instantly filled the entire courtyard, turning into an invisible giant hand that imprisoned the two of them, making them unable to move.

Nangong Li was startled and said in horror: "I guessed! Senior Sister, I guessed!"

"But I have evidence! Do you remember? He asked us to kneel down and admit our mistakes. Wasn't that accepting our apology?"

"He never mentioned it again. Doesn't that mean he has forgiven us?"

"So that's it..."

The restraints around him suddenly loosened, and Mo Qiushuang frowned and thought: "Although it's a bit forced, your guess does make some sense."

The aura on her body fluctuated constantly, rising and falling, getting higher and higher, more and more violent, until a trace of calamity appeared in the air, and then it suddenly subsided.

Still not enough.

She waved her hand dejectedly: "Forget it, let's talk about this later. If you want to go back, go ahead. I'll wait for him a little longer."

If I don't hear what he says in person, I'm afraid I won't be able to feel at ease.

Nangong Li was anxious: "Senior Sister, why do you have to wait for him..."

"No one knows if he's gotten into trouble again. Waiting any longer is a complete waste of time!"

This was originally the trouble she and Ji Yizhi had caused. If they ran back and left the eldest sister alone to deal with it, how would others see them? How would the master see them?

Mo Qiu Shuang remained unmoved: "I have made up my mind. If you are willing to wait, then wait. If you are not willing to wait, then go back."

At this moment, a clear and lively voice sounded in my ears:

"She's right, there's no need for you to waste your time here."

Mo Qiu Shuang's pupils shrank and he turned around to look for the sound.

But then a breeze blew by, and the seventh-grade formation in the courtyard shook. Then the closed courtyard door opened by itself, revealing a girl in a blue skirt walking up the steps from outside the door.

She was extremely beautiful, with an elegant temperament, and her black hair was slightly purple, like a shawl covered with stars, but her expression was somewhat indifferent, as if she had no interest in anything.

Mo Qiushuang slowly stood up, his expression solemn: "Who are you?"

Although he could clearly see the other person with his eyes, he could not detect any signs of the other person's existence in his consciousness.

It was as if the person in front of her was an illusion, giving her a very strange feeling.

There is only one possibility for such a miraculous scene to happen before our eyes.

The other party's cultivation is higher than hers!

She has already reached the Nascent Soul Great Perfection stage, so this seemingly young girl in a blue dress...

He is actually a Divine Transformation Monk? ! !

"Under the seat of Venerable Xinghe, this is Li Jingqiu."

Li Jingqiu's eyes swept over Mo Qiushuang, with a hint of surprise in them, but then his expression eased a bit and he smiled lightly:

"Don't you want me to come in and sit down?"

Do you still need an invitation? You came in on your own.

Mo Qiushuang frowned and raised her hand: "Fellow Daoist, please take a seat."

Who is Venerable Xinghe?

She boasted that she knew all the great masters in this world, but she had never heard of this name.

Venerable, how could an ordinary person dare to use this name? Moreover, this so-called disciple of the other party is at least at the level of a Spiritual Transformation...

Mo Qiushuang's heart trembled, and she suddenly thought of a possibility.

Li Jingqiu nodded and sat down opposite her. "It seems you've already guessed it. That saves us some trouble."

She knocked on the table: "Bring tea."

Nangong Li was confused and looked at the two of them but didn't know what to do.

Ji Yizi seemed to understand something. After looking at Mo Qiushuang, he hurried forward to take the jade pot.

But just as he moved, he saw the other party raise his hand.

He froze and stood there, not knowing what to do. He looked helplessly at the senior sister, but only saw her drooping brows.

Li Jingqiu looked at Mo Qiushuang: "Come here."

"Yes, senior."

There was no hostility on the other side, so he shouldn't be here to cause trouble.

Mo Qiushuang lowered his head and stepped forward, respectfully poured the spiritual tea, and asked in a low voice:

"Please explain clearly what you meant by wasting time. Could it be that you know where Junior Brother Jiang is going?"

senior? !

This title made Nangong Li's pupils tremble violently. The girl in front of her had a look of abundant spiritual energy. She was definitely younger than her, but her cultivation level was even higher than that of the senior sister... a great cultivator of the Spiritual Transformation Realm? ?

To become a god in a thousand years is already a rare talent in the world, two hundred... no! This woman should be no more than a hundred years old.

hiss--!

A genius girl who has become a god in a hundred years!

Compared to this girl, even Jiang Han would be eclipsed, right?