After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Fairyland, Southern Wilderness.

In a dense forest, Lin Chuan was lying on the ground in a mess, his body soaked in blood. His chest was heaving violently, and every breath he took was accompanied by a heavy gasp.

"I clearly told you that I could get rid of him, so why did you still bother to activate the secret technique at all costs?"

The sword spirit's slightly dissatisfied voice rang out in Lin Chuan's mind, "Master, don't you even trust your own sword?"

"In this vast fairyland, Qingxiao is the only one who can talk to me. If he gets hurt, I will be bored to death." Lin Chuan slowly closed his eyes and said softly.

"..."

The voice in my head was silent for a moment, then added with a hint of disapproval, "Wouldn't it be better to find a better sword later?"

"Clothes are worse than new, friends are worse than old, and no sword can compare to Qingxiao." Although Lin Chuan's voice was soft, it was full of unquestionable seriousness.

This was his true feelings. After all, in this fairyland filled with cultivator puppets, Qingxiao was the only familiar person around him who could talk to him.

"Where is the master's previous sword?" asked the sword spirit.

"Isn't it inside you?"

Lin Chuan opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the figure of the woman in white dress beside him, who was the only one he could see.

"I'm talking about the master's sword from earlier."

Qingxiao's voice lost some of its previous casualness and became more serious, and his eyes fell on Lin Chuan.

"..."

Lin Chuan was silent for a moment, his voice becoming softer with a hint of barely perceptible regret: "That battle was so difficult, but my old friend helped me create a glimmer of hope..."

“I will definitely be able to do it in the future.”

Qingxiao's voice was without hesitation, and there was determination in his eyes.

"No way, are we going to argue about this?"

Lin Chuan's tone was full of helplessness as he slowly stood up by supporting himself on the ground.

"Don't continue to regulate your breathing?" Qingxiao's eyes fell on his collar, which was still stained with blood.

"It's just a minor injury. Just lie down and breathe. There's no need to go through so much trouble."

As Lin Chuan spoke, he walked towards the beheaded corpse not far away.

It was also "good" luck. Lin Chuan had thought that there were fewer cultivators and puppets in the dense forest, so he came here specifically to transcend the tribulation and ascend to the immortal realm.

As a result, just as he finished tempering his body with thunder tribulation, a puppet from the Immortal Emperor realm appeared out of nowhere and attacked him.

Fortunately, his realm had been elevated, and he possessed many secret techniques. In addition, the Immortal Emperor cultivator's puppet only had killing in its eyes, and fought entirely on instinct, so he was lucky enough to kill it.

Lin Chuan walked up to the corpse, bent down and picked up a small piece of iron with a cold glow from the ground.

"This person must have stolen this piece of holy iron somewhere, so he's hiding in this remote place..."

Lin Chuan frowned slightly as he looked at the piece of iron in his hand that almost caused him serious injury.

As the name suggests, holy iron is the core material for creating holy immortal artifacts and has always been extremely rare.

While Immortal Emperor cultivators weren't considered elite in the Central Region, they were certainly not unknown figures. They shouldn't have appeared on the southern border, much less in the dense forests of this frontier. Clearly, this piece of holy iron was the reason for his seclusion.

"Qingxiao, do you want to have a snack?"

Lin Chuan turned around holding the piece of holy iron and looked at the woman in white dress beside him.

"..."

Qingxiao's eyes fell on the holy iron in Lin Chuan's hand. After a pause, he slowly moved away. His tone was calm but with a hint of tentativeness: "Master, are you willing to give it up?"

She had noticed this piece of iron long ago, and she knew that under normal circumstances, this piece of holy iron alone was worth half of her body. It was precisely because of this that she had never had the nerve to ask Lin Chuan for it before.

"Didn't Qingxiao say he was an imperial weapon? If he doesn't eat more, how can he return to his peak?"

Lin Chuan chuckled, raised his hand and placed the holy iron in his hand on the sword.

"Eating it won't improve me much."

Qingxiao shook his head slightly, his eyes falling on the piece of holy iron, and said with some consideration, "This holy iron... should be kept for use when the master refines me again in the future."

"It's just a piece of holy iron. Qingxiao can eat it if he wants."

Lin Chuan tapped the sword lightly and said, "When I refine it again in the future, I will go to the Central Region and kill some puppets in the Immortal Saint Realm."

"Om."

The longsword suddenly trembled, and a warm, soft light emanated from its body. As the light shone, the holy iron slowly melted into the sword like ice and snow.

"I will be in seclusion for a while, so I'll trouble the guardian Qingxiao for help." Lin Chuan said, and found a rock sheltered from the wind to sit down.

Qingxiao found a stone not far away and sat down. She was chewing something in her mouth, making a slight crisp sound, but her eyes were fixed on Lin Chuan. Her white skirt swayed gently in the breeze in the forest, adding a bit of liveliness that was rarely seen before.

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Qingluan Continent, the holy land of all living beings.

As the search teams returned one after another, the location of the fog was finally discovered.

In a village east of the continent, a few days ago, the sky was suddenly covered by a gray mist. Then the gray mist began to slowly spread around. When it was about to reach a nearby town, it was discovered by people sent by the Holy Land to search.

The senior leaders went to observe for a while, then returned to the holy land and held a meeting.

Ultimately, they concluded that the gray mist was eroding the formation while also growing and spreading. According to their calculations, given the current situation, the formation would completely collapse in three hundred years.

They had no idea whether three hundred years would be enough for Lin Chuan to resolve the crisis. All they could do was continue to maintain the harmony of the various clans' fortunes and quietly wait for the outcome.

Central District.

Xu Hanyi stood in front of a palace gate, with a hint of hesitation between his brows, as if hesitating about something.

Ever since she returned with Ye Xiaoxiao, word of her change of attitude spread among the other girls. Immediately afterwards, Xu Hanyi approached Lin Wanxi, Qiu, and Ran one by one. After a sincere apology, the three decided to put the past behind them and expressed their willingness to sincerely accept her.

Now, only Jiang Wanying, Bai Zhi and Qing Shu are left, and she has not yet gone to apologize.

She wasn't too worried about Jiang Wanying, but Bai Zhi and Qing Shu...

"Strange, when did I invite a door god into my home? Huh? It turns out to be Master Xu... Peak Master."

A teasing voice sounded from behind. Xu Hanyi, who was feeling conflicted, withdrew his thoughts and turned around subconsciously. He saw Bai Zhi standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Baizhi...my sister is outside."

Xu Hanyi smiled a little unnaturally, "I was just about to go into the hall to look for you."

"Master Xu Feng, calling me that is really embarrassing."

Bai Zhi said humbly, "You are older than me. In terms of seniority, I am considered your disciple."

"..."

Xu Hanyi took a deep breath, seemingly oblivious to the sarcasm in Bai Zhi's words. He simply said calmly, "Sister Bai Zhi, if you want to be polite, just do so in front of outsiders. Now that there are no outsiders, we are all just Chuan'er's Taoist companions."

"Master Xu Feng is the elder, so whatever he says is reasonable."

Bai Zhi walked forward, stretched out her hand to push open the door of the hall, then turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Inside the hall, candlelight flickered.

Xu Hanyi sat at the table, quietly looking at Bai Zhi, who was making tea for her, with a look of hesitation. After a moment, she finally spoke, "I'm sorry, I was wrong before."

Bai Zhi seemed not to have heard anything, and continued to concentrate on making tea with her eyes downcast, paying no attention to Xu Hanyi's words.

"If you have any resentment in your heart, you can scold me, or even stab me a few times." Xu Hanyi continued, his tone full of sincerity.

Bai Zhi still kept her eyes down, without stopping the tea-making process, and did not respond to Xu Hanyi's words at all.

"..."

Xu Hanyi bit her thin lips lightly, not knowing how to continue speaking for a moment.

a long time.

As the aroma of tea spread, Bai Zhi slowly raised her head, her gaze falling on Xu Hanyi, and asked softly, "Do you know the biggest reason why I hate you?"

Xu Hanyi met Bai Zhi's gaze, his voice firm, "If my guess is correct, I have been monopolizing Chuan'er all along, not letting you two meet, right?"

"No."

Bai Zhi shook her head gently, a hint of melancholy in her voice. "It was because of you that my husband refused to accept me. Even when you lost control of your emotions and hurt him, he still didn't want to go with me."

"It turns out Chuan'er doesn't fall in love with every woman he meets. He would even reject someone just for me..."

A hint of joy quietly passed through Xu Hanyi's heart, but this joy was quickly suppressed by sadness.

The gap between her and Bai Zhi was so deep that it was difficult to bridge easily.

"But none of this matters anymore."

The melancholy in Bai Zhi's tone faded a little, "Who made me like him? What he likes, I should like too."

"..."

Hearing this, Xu Hanyi looked at Bai Zhi with a complicated expression. Just as he was about to say something, Bai Zhi interrupted him.

"The most important thing among family members is to be honest with each other."

Bai Zhi looked directly at Xu Hanyi and asked seriously, "Is your apology based on your true feelings, or is it to fulfill the task assigned by your husband?"

"Liyue told you?" Xu Hanyi frowned slightly.

"No one told me, it's just my guess."

Bai Zhi shook her head slightly. "But everyone probably knows it in their hearts, and no one exposes it. They just think that compared to before, you are at least willing to try to get along peacefully with everyone. This is always a good start."

"..."

Xu Hanyi remained silent for a moment before nodding slightly.

Bai Zhi slowly poured the freshly brewed hot tea into the cup, held the cup in both hands and handed it to Xu Hanyi, saying softly, "Sister Xu, please have some tea."

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