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

Yu Zechen shielded Tang Xinyan, looking up warily. The man before him was aloof and refined, exuding a subtle but undeniable aura of power.

Instilling both fear and respect in Yu Zechen, Xiao Yimo extended his hand and said calmly:

Give Yan Yan to me.

Upon hearing Xiao Yimo's address, Yu Zechen subconsciously felt that this person had a close relationship with Tang Xinyan, but he was also afraid that the other party was taking advantage of the situation.

Just as he was in a state of great distress, Mei Xue, who was walking towards him, reminded him with a charming smile:

"Silly disciple, hurry up and return the little girl to her master."

"Master?"

Yu Zechen reacted instantly, looked at Xiao Yimo and exclaimed:

"You are Elder Xiao?"

Xiao Yimo nodded slightly, and Yu Zechen quickly handed Tang Xinyan over. Xiao Yimo hugged Tang Xinyan and channeled some spiritual energy into her.

Tang Xinyan's depleted dantian quickly recovered, and she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Xiao Yimo, Tang Xinyan thought she was dreaming.

She softly called out "Master," and Xiao Yimo, no longer as indifferent as before, responded gently. Hearing the reply, Tang Xinyan was stunned for a moment, then murmured:

"Huh... this doesn't seem like... a dream?"

After saying that, she pinched herself and hissed. Her silly, endearing expression made Xiao Yimo smile and say helplessly:

"Silly Yan Yan, you're not dreaming. You've already left the secret realm. Have you forgotten what Master told you? He would meet you outside the secret realm."

Tang Xinyan looked up and saw that the red barrier was indeed gone. It seemed that the sword had broken through the formation. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Xiao Yimo, he sincerely praised him:

"Master is still the most powerful. Fortunately, I have the sword energy that Master left me, otherwise I would probably be in grave danger this time."

Xiao Yimo, however, showed little joy; his tone was tinged with self-reproach.

"It was Master's oversight that he didn't bring you any escape or emergency communication tools."

Tang Xinyan quickly shook her head:

"How can you blame Master? It was just an ordinary secret realm for Foundation Establishment cultivators. Who knew it would cause such a commotion?"

The two chatted naturally and warmly, completely oblivious to the others around them. Only when they felt the surroundings quiet down did Tang Xinyan subconsciously look around.

Only then did Tang Xinyan realize that everyone was looking at her and Xiao Yimo, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally. She then whispered to Xiao Yimo, "I think of something."

"Master, they all seem... to be watching us. Do we need you to give a summary of this matter?"

Having experienced the 996 work culture, Tang Xinyan knew that after such a large event concluded, the highest-ranking leader would usually be invited to attend.

Let's have a written summary. Xiao Yimo is presumably the highest-ranking person here, so everyone is naturally waiting for him to speak. Seeing that she was still being held, Tang Xinyan said shyly:

"Um... Master, would you please put me down first?"

Xiao Yimo didn't look at the others, but said softly:

"No need. Just focus on recovering. Once Master gives you some instructions, I'll take you back to the sect."

In fact, if Tang Xinyan hadn't been involved, Xiao Yimo wouldn't have come in person unless absolutely necessary.

And given his personality, once he's done with something, he'll disappear in a flash, not caring about anything else.

The reason others were paying attention was simply because they were so shocked, especially those who had dealt with Xiao Yimo; their jaws nearly dropped to the floor in astonishment.

They actually saw the millennia-old ice melt, and not only did they speak softly, they actually... they actually laughed!

Especially those who secretly admired Xiao Yimo, their hearts were filled with mixed feelings. They were jealous, but Tang Xinyan was still just a young girl...

They weren't envious, but the girl was a girl too, and in a few years she'd be a young woman. The thought of them still interacting like this then made them all feel a pang of jealousy...

However, Mei Xue and the others were alright. They had actually given up on Xiao Yimo long ago, but they still felt the urge to flirt with him whenever they ran into him, thinking, "What if?"

There was only one person whose eyes turned red with jealousy, and that was Yun Wanrou, who was hiding in the Misty Sect. Malicious thoughts kept popping into Yun Wanrou's mind.

The reason Yun Wanrou has been so quiet lately is mainly because Mei Xue is around. Facing a powerful figure like Mei Xue, she doesn't dare to act rashly.

Moreover, Xiao Yimo was indifferent to everyone, and even when faced with Mei Xue's seduction, he remained aloof, which made Yun Wanrou feel much more at ease.

As for Xiao Yimo's arrival in the secret realm, Yun Wanrou subconsciously attributed it to a sense of responsibility; Xiao Yimo had come to save the world.

The moment the formation broke, Yun Wanrou saw worry and anxiety on Xiao Yimo's face, something she found hardest to accept.

It was Xiao Yimo who... he was actually holding that little bitch! Not only was he gently comforting her, but he was even smiling at her!

At that moment, how much Yun Wanrou wished that the person being held in Xiao Yimo's arms was her, that the person being gently cared for by Xiao Yimo was her!

Why? Why did that little bitch have the right?! It must be that little bitch who seduced Xiao Yimo by taking advantage of their master-disciple relationship. Yes, that must be it!

Yun Wanrou suppressed her jealousy and resentment, repeatedly convincing herself that if it were any other time, others would have noticed something was wrong long ago.

However, at this time, Yun Wanrou's two personal disciples and several inner disciples all died in the formation. Everyone thought that Yun Wanrou was grieving for her disciples.

Only Xueqin understood. She scoffed inwardly, thinking Yun Wanrou was courting death, and couldn't be bothered to pay her any attention.

Hearing Xiao Yimo say he was leaving, Tang Xinyan was curious about the whole story and why he was willing to leave. She quickly asked with a hopeful look:

"But Master, I want to hear what happened."

Xiao Yimo remained unmoved: "Someone will report later."

Tang Xinyan inwardly scoffed. Reporting was nothing compared to witnessing it live. She tentatively tugged at Xiao Yimo's sleeve and said coquettishly:

"Master~, please let me finish reading before I leave, considering how close I came to death."

Seeing that Xiao Yimo was wavering, Tang Xinyan immediately assured him:

"I promise, I'll leave right after I finish watching!"

Helpless, Xiao Yimo channeled some more spiritual energy into Tang Xinyan. Sensing that she could move on her own, he took out two chairs and led Tang Xinyan to sit down beside him.

This scene made Mei Xue's teeth ache, and she couldn't help but tease:

"I never expected that you, Xiao Yimo, could be so thoughtful and gentle."

Xiao Yimo acted as if he hadn't heard, took out two cups of spiritual tea, handed one to Tang Xinyan, and then sipped his own tea slowly.

Mei Xue pouted and sat down to the side with Yu Zechen. At this moment, the culprit, who had been guarded in the center by the array masters, woke up.

She opened her eyes and coughed up a mouthful of blood, clearly suffering a severe backlash. After recovering, she looked around at her surroundings.

Amidst the resentful gazes of the crowd, he suddenly burst into maniacal laughter: