Transmigrated into a book? A vicious female supporting character? A senior sister? Tsk tsk!

Yu Fengyang quickly stepped forward and cheerfully introduced:

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Come, come, let me introduce you."

He then gestured for the three of them to look at Tang Xinyan:

"This is Brother Yi Mo's youngest apprentice, Tang Xin Yan. Sister Xin Yan, and these three are Qian Ming Sheng, Wu Qi Lin, and Zhang Shu Yi. By the way, Shu Yi and Qi Lin are husband and wife."

Following Yu Fengyang's introduction, Tang Xinyan looked at the three: Qian Shengming was composed and noble, Wu Qilin was sunny and handsome, and Zhang Shuyi was elegant and refined.

Looking at Yu Fengyang and the others, Yu Fengyang is cheerful and domineering, Feng Lingyun is gentle and refined, and her master is aloof and detached. They each have their own characteristics, and most importantly, none of them have any ill intentions towards her.

Similarly, as Tang Xinyan observed the three men, they were also amazed by her, firstly by the girl's appearance, and secondly by her talent.

Judging from her bone age, the little girl is only a little over a thousand years old. Compared to these ancient beings who are tens of thousands of years old, she is just a tender sprout.

Thinking of this, all three of them looked at Yu Fengyang with disdain in their eyes. Yu Fengyang touched his nose and quickly explained:

"Hey, hey, don't look at me like that. I initially asked Xin Yan to call me Uncle. It was Brother Yi Mo who said that now that we've ascended, we're all peers."

Hearing that it was Xiao Yimo who said it, everyone stopped worrying about it. Zhang Shuyi smiled and stepped forward, pulling Tang Xinyan to sit down at the table, and said happily:

"Finally, a well-behaved little sister has arrived. Now I'll have someone to accompany me when I go out."

Qian Shengming raised an eyebrow slightly, with a hint of teasing:

"So you haven't come because you're annoyed by us?"

Zhang Shuyi shrugged and said frankly:

"I wouldn't say I dislike her, but she is indeed boring. Besides, how can you compare to this sweet and soft pretty girl?"

Yu Fengyang laughed heartily, looked at Xiao Yimo and Feng Lingyun, and said with considerable pride:

"See? I told you so."

Zhang Shuyi asked in confusion, "Brother Yu, what kind of riddle are you speaking of?"

When Yu Fengyang was busy picking up the people, he overheard Tang Xinyan's comments and told her about it. Zhang Shuyi was even more delighted to learn that Tang Xinyan was also knowledgeable in music.

Ignoring the several grown men present, he pulled Tang Xinyan to another pavilion nearby to study the musical score.

Everyone knows Zhang Shuyi is a music fanatic, so seeing her directly lead Tang Xinyan away, Yu Fengyang couldn't help but tease her:

"Brother Qilin, when you're at home, is your status even lower than Shuyi's few zithers?"

Wu Qilin didn't seem to care much, looking at Zhang Shuyi with doting eyes and his tone full of happiness:

"None of that matters, as long as she's happy."

"Ugh~~ I can't stand you guys."

Yu Fengyang rubbed his arms, seemingly disgusted, and was about to call Xiao Yimo and the other two to go fishing by the lake when he noticed that Feng Lingyun's gaze was still fixed on the pavilion opposite.

The audience's gaze was obvious. Yu Fengyang slyly stepped forward, lightly nudged Feng Lingyun, and teased:

"What? Could it be that our Immortal Lingyun also has such aspirations?"

Feng Lingyun had no intention of hiding his thoughts, so he turned to look at Yu Fengyang, implicitly admitting it:

"Yes, it is indeed something to aspire to."

Yu Fengyang patted Feng Lingyun on the shoulder, looking pleased:

"Then I wish you success in winning the heart of your beloved soon."

As she spoke, she looked at Xiao Yimo, intending to ask him, her master, for help, but was startled by Xiao Yimo's cold face and blurted out:

"Brother Yimo, what's wrong?"

Xiao Yimo suppressed his dissatisfaction, composed himself, and said:

"Nothing much. By the way, what's the purpose of this invitation today?"

At this point, Yu Fengyang's attention was immediately diverted, and he pointed to the lotus pond opposite, saying with great interest:

"Hey, brothers, I got a few pretty red-scaled goldfish the other day, so I invited you guys to come fishing. Let me tell you, these fish taste really good. Whoever catches one can keep it. Come on, come on, come on."

Seeing that Xiao Yimo had already left, Feng Lingyun followed closely behind. Qian Shengming and Wu Qilin exchanged a glance, and Wu Qilin quickly cupped his hands and said:

"Brother Yu, you go ahead first. Shengming and I will finish this game of chess before we go over."

When they arrived, the two were playing chess. They were only halfway through the game and wanted to finish. Yu Fengyang understood and quickly waved his hand, saying:

"Okay, you guys continue, we'll all go together later."

Once they were alone in the pavilion, Qian Shengming subtly diminished the presence of his surroundings before speaking:

"Qilin, tell me, what kind of feelings does Brother Yimo have for his little apprentice?"

Wu Qilin didn't answer but asked a question in return:

What does Shengming think?

Qian Shengming pondered for a moment, placed a chess piece, and guessed:

"I think it's more like the love of elders? Guarding their own little cabbage against being taken by some random man outside?"

Wu Qilin's lips twitched slightly, and he joked helplessly:

"Brother Shengming, if Brother Yimo heard what you said, he'd probably freeze you into an ice sculpture."

Qian Shengming raised an eyebrow, stopped the move he was about to make, and said in surprise:

"What do you mean by that? Do you think that Brother Yi Mo has feelings for Xin Yan?"

Seeing that Wu Qilin did not refute, Qian Shengming placed the chess piece down and asked in confusion:

"If that's really the case, why didn't the two of them confess their feelings after spending so much time together in the mortal realm? Although there's a generational difference between master and disciple, cultivators don't care about that."

Wu Qilin pondered for a moment, then placed a piece and guessed:

"Perhaps it's because we've been together for so long that we can't distinguish our own feelings anymore, whether it's familial love or romantic love, or perhaps there are some reservations in our hearts?"

Qian Shengming glanced at the three fishermen subtly, offering no comment:

"If it's the former, that makes sense, but if it's the latter... they've already become gods, what could they possibly have to worry about?"

"Perhaps it's out of consideration for seniority?"

Qian Shengming was speechless:

"If they really cared about seniority, they wouldn't have deliberately prevented people from calling him 'uncle'."

Wu Qilin smiled and said, "That's true."

Clearly, Qian Shengming at this moment also leaned more towards Wu Qilin's guess, and said with some concern:

"However, no matter what, I hope this matter will not affect our relationship. After all, it is really rare to have a few close friends."

Wu Qilin nodded in agreement:

"Don't worry, both Yi Mo and Ling Yun are gentlemen. I believe that once this matter is discussed openly, there will be no rift between them."

Qian Shengming was still somewhat uneasy:

"Don't be too optimistic. People in love may not be rational. In my opinion, we should give Lingyun a proper reminder."

Wu Qilin didn't have any objections to this, but he was somewhat puzzled:

"Shengming, why didn't you remind Yimo?"

Qian Shengming smiled and looked at Wu Qilin teasingly:

"You're supposed to be the only one among us who's married, yet you couldn't even think of this?"