The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

Qingyun was filled with astonishment, touching the leaves again and again.

Luo Jingqian couldn't bear to watch any longer and said:

"Pay attention to where the smell disappears, don't just focus on playing."

"Junior brother, this is no less impressive than the legendary spirit boat, is it? Miss Han is so young yet she has such strength. Who is her master?" Qingyun's grandfather was an elder of Fuguang Mountain. His family had cultivated on Fuguang Mountain for generations and had a deep affection for the sect.

"Put away those thoughts. I don't know about Miss Han's lineage either. If you want to recruit people to your sect, you should wait." Luo Jingqian saw through his thoughts at a glance and pointed him in the right direction. "For now, let's get things done and become familiar with Miss Han first."

Han Cuiyin's cultivation had recovered somewhat, and she was originally in the lead, moving very fast.

Later, realizing that the two hadn't kept up, he turned back and overheard their conversation. "If you want to learn, I can teach you, but you need to have a foundation in talisman drawing and sufficient spiritual energy, otherwise it won't last long and will be useless."

These things mean nothing to her.

In the realm of immortality, which cultivator hasn't learned one or two skills, such as alchemy, weapon crafting, or talisman making? Unless one truly lacks aptitude and can't learn them no matter how hard they try, they can only buy them from shops.

The Leaf Village has indeed lost its lineage, and Mount Fuguang should be a relatively large sect, so why are they so surprised by this?

Luo Jingqian and the others have indeed helped a lot these days, so teaching him this is a good way to express our gratitude.

"Miss Han, he was just saying that. If it's inconvenient to spread, please don't force it," Luo Jingqian quickly said, to avoid Han Cuiyin misunderstanding that their sect had no intention of coveting it.

"I'm not joking, these are nothing. It's just that the spiritual energy is thin now, so it might be a bit difficult." Han Cuiyin was not joking; the top of her jade staff was inlaid with a top-grade spirit stone, making the success rate extremely high.

“Miss Han doesn’t need to worry about spiritual energy; the sect will have a solution,” Qingyun quickly added. A grown man is like a bird that flies away; if he didn’t speak up soon, the duck that was already in his mouth would fly away.

Han Cuiyin nodded. "We'll talk about that later. Let's find that person's whereabouts first."

After saying that, he gently pushed off with his right foot, and the leaf floated forward.

“A boy is like a tree that grows up and can’t stay at home! Junior brother, you’re turning away the advantage you’ve already got. If the sect leader finds out, you’re in big trouble. Luckily, Miss Han is righteous!” After saying that, Qingyun followed Han Cuiyin’s example and chased after her.

Luo Jingqian continued at his original speed, without a mask on his face, his expression inscrutable.

Miss Han is too generous; I'll have to remind her of something later.

It's not a good thing to reveal too much of something good.

Her lineage is clearly far superior to that of Konoha. If she attracts the attention of those with ulterior motives, she may not have a peaceful life.

Having spent time with her over the years, he has become very curious about how many secrets she still holds.

Having observed her for so long, I have some understanding of her personality.

She doesn't enjoy power struggles; instead, she prefers a peaceful life, appreciates beauty, and especially loves good food. Among all foods, meat is her favorite, and from what I've observed, her current favorite is fried anchovies.

He was being very careful in his interactions with her, afraid that going too far would offend her.

She was hot and cold towards him, sometimes close and sometimes distant, leaving him unsure of what to do.

The leaves at Luo Jingqian's feet fluttered, his thoughts a jumbled mess.

I couldn't help but sigh. Why did I even think of distancing myself from this back then? I was just asking for trouble.

If his master hadn't sent him a message that day, he wouldn't have used the Longevity Diagram to return to Mount Fuguang, where he happened to enter the Time Array and witness his past in the Leaf Village. He also remembered that silly girl, felt even more sorry for her, and didn't want her to become his master's pawn.

Even though Luo Jingqian was slow, he still caught up with them.

Han Cuiyin and Qingyun stood on the ground, while the spirit butterflies fluttered and circled around them.

After he landed, Qingyun said, "He must have disappeared here. Lingdie really couldn't find the direction. It's very likely that the person who saved him had mixed auras, or that he just happened to be rescued."

Perhaps some diligent people, hoping to earn more money, would set off early for the capital to sell their goods and happen to rescue the person.

The butterfly landed on Qingyun's shoulder, fluttering its wings as if agreeing with him.

Han Cuiyin's eyes scanned the ground, finally noticing a clue. "It looks like a donkey cart, but the hoofprints are different from a horse's. There's a piece missing from the middle of this mark, so the donkey's front leg must have a defect. We—"

"What if it's a mule? How can Miss Han be so sure?" Qingyun asked without hesitation.

“You’ve never lived in the mortal world before, let alone gone down the mountain to gain experience, so naturally you’ve never seen these things. Qingyun, you should wait for Miss Han to finish speaking!” Luo Jingqian said helplessly. This impatient person’s inability to let people speak was sometimes really unpleasant. He was still thinking about drawing talismans on the leaves.

“I’ve raised mules before, and their hoofprints are different. You still need to experience the world and cultivate your mind. Don’t just focus on the progress of cultivation. It’s not a good thing if your mind can’t keep up with the speed of cultivation.”

Han Cuiyin, seemingly looking down on a younger generation, offered a few words of advice.

Qingshan and Qinghe were more normal than him, and they knew about the lives of ordinary people, so they didn't arouse suspicion.

If this person were to suddenly blurt out something, Luo Jingqian should be worried. No wonder he has always kept him hidden in the background and out of the public eye.

Qingyun blushed, "Miss Han is absolutely right."

His grandfather often said the same thing, which coincided with Han Cuiyin's statement. Was this Miss Han really just an ordinary cultivator?

Seeing his eyes darting around, Luo Jingqian knew that this man was probably thinking about something again. "Should we go to the capital first?"

“No, we’ll split into two groups and follow the hoofprints. I’ll go find where he came from, and you two will find where he went. I’ll come back for you later. It’ll be faster if we go in both directions.” After Han Cuiyin finished speaking, she gave Luo Jingqian another stone bead.

After Han Cuiyin left, Qingyun blurted out, "These hoofprints are the clue? Isn't that too frivolous? Did Miss Han make all of these stone beads? The formations on the manor before were all made by her. I thought they were gifts from that person she learned from."

“There are many things you don’t know. Let’s hurry up, or we’ll still be going around in circles when Miss Han is finished.” Luo Jingqian pointed to the marks on the ground. “Make sure you remember them, then let’s go.”

The two manipulated the leaves, keeping them three inches off the ground, and followed the trail all the way to the capital.

"Miss Han, we have arrived in the capital."

Luo Jingqian suddenly spoke, startling Qingyun, "Miss Han isn't here. Did you give her the sect's communication talisman?"

"No! Quickly release your Spirit Butterfly and see if you can find anyone."

Qingyun suddenly seemed like a completely different person, and Luo Jingqian didn't want to pay any attention to her.