"Don't dare."

"No."

Yun Zhao and Qi Yan said in unison.

Song Zhiyuan pressed further, "What? Are you feeling guilty?"

Yun Zhao shielded Qi Yan behind her like a mother hen protecting her chicks, "Who's feeling guilty? You said A Yan is a demon, so does A Yan have to use the Demon Mirror to prove herself?"

"Then I could also say you're a demon. Shouldn't you provide evidence to prove you're not a demon?"

Yun Zhao kept babbling on, and Song Zhiyuan's face grew increasingly grim.

Master Guiyuan coughed and said, "Alright, alright, Zhiyuan, I did not sense any demonic aura from Fellow Daoist Qi. Do you not even believe what I say?"

Song Zhiyuan was unwilling, but dared not refute Guiyuan Zhenren's words, "Master, your disciple dares not."

Then Master Guiyuan looked at Qi Yan and asked about his origins.

Qi Yan said he only knew his own name and nothing else.

“Real person, I have been locked in a dungeon since I can remember, and I have never seen my parents or relatives.”

"I see," Master Guiyuan said thoughtfully.

No wonder he found that Qi Yan had no spiritual power at all when he checked Qi Yan's aura. It turned out that no one had taught him how to cultivate.

Taking the opportunity, Yun Zhao said, "Sect Master, why don't we let Ayan join our Qingyun Sect? My father always wanted to pass on his unique skills before he died, but unfortunately I have a fire spirit root and could not fulfill his wish."

Master Guiyuan asked in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Qi has a top-grade wind spirit root?"

Yun Zhao nudged Qi Yan: Answer quickly!

Qi Yan nodded: "Yes."

Master Guiyuan was overjoyed: "My junior brother's greatest wish before his death was to take in a disciple with the Wind Spirit Root. Fellow Daoist Qi, would you be willing to join my Qingyun Sect?"

Yun Zhao nudged him again before he reluctantly answered, "I'm willing."

As they exchanged questions, it became clear that Qi Yan was about to join the sect. Song Zhiyuan knew Qi Yan best; he was well aware that Qi Yan's cultivation speed was more than twice as fast as his own.

Once Qi Yan becomes a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, wouldn't the title of senior brother be transferred to Qi Yan?!

Song Zhiyuan's eyes were gloomy.

He doesn't allow it!

Using his body as cover, Song Zhiyuan contacted the clansmen waiting outside the door with a communication talisman, instructing them to rush in.

"What are you doing! You can't go in!"

Things happened so fast that the disciples outside couldn't stop them, and the Guiyuan True Person and the peak masters inside didn't have time to react either. Song Zhiyuan's clansmen rushed in and threw the demon-revealing mirror at Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan caught it and suddenly shone it on Qi Yan--

Yun Zhao's expression changed drastically: "Stop!"

Song Zhiyuan ignored her words and said smugly, "Qi Yan, show your true form..."

The Demon-Revealing Mirror... has disappeared?!

Song Zhiyuan's smile froze on his face, and he mechanically turned his head to look at the door.

Yun Zhao stopped the system, and Qi Yan also stopped using the secret technique. Everyone followed Song Zhiyuan's gaze.

Outside the door stood a woman in green, holding a demon-revealing mirror in her hand.

"I only went into seclusion for a month, and someone is already bullying my Zhaozhao?"

"Song Zhiyuan, did you just use this broken mirror to look at Zhaozhao?"

Song Zhiyuan was startled by Hanyue Zhenren's voice. He opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, Hanyue Zhenren slapped him away.

Master Guiyuan quickly caught his disciple and explained, "Junior sister, it's not what you think. Zhiyuan just..."

Master Hanyue gestured for silence. She slowly walked up to Yun Zhao and patted her head. "Zhao Zhao, tell me, did Song Zhiyuan bully you?"

Yun Zhao glanced at Master Guiyuan and said with a smile, "Uncle-Master, Senior Brother Song didn't bully me. He just wanted to congratulate my father on taking on a disciple and wanted to give the Demon-Revealing Mirror to Junior Brother as a congratulatory gift."

"Senior Brother Song, don't you think so?"

Song Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, but after receiving Guiyuan Zhenren's hint, he swallowed his anger and said, "Yes."

Han Yue Zhenren observed the subtle tension between them but did not point it out; she received a telepathic message from Gui Yuan Zhenren.

So, following Yun Zhao's words, she said, "Since it is a congratulatory gift, isn't it a bit too stingy for Junior Nephew Song, as the senior brother, to only give a broken mirror?"

Song Zhiyuan's face darkened.

Is the Demon-Revealing Mirror a broken mirror?

That was bought by the Song family for 100,000 high-grade spirit stones. This kind of thing is extremely hard to find, and they also used a lot of favors to buy it.

“Indeed, it’s rather meager,” Master Guiyuan’s voice rang in Song Zhiyuan’s ears. “Then I’ll make the decision: your senior brother will give the newly joined junior brother an additional 50,000 high-grade spirit stones as a congratulatory gift. How about that?”

Song Zhiyuan wanted to refuse, but a single glance from Master Guiyuan silenced him.

Yun Zhao, pulling Han Yue Zhenren and Qi Yan along, said with a grin, "Then Zhao Zhao will thank the Sect Master on behalf of Junior Brother!"

"Thank you too, Senior Brother," Yun Zhao said in a more exaggerated tone, "Senior Brother is indeed generous, truly worthy of being the number one among the younger generation of our Qingyun Sect!"

"puff--"

Whether it was from being beaten by Hanyue Zhenren or from being angered by Yun Zhao, Song Zhiyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Yun Zhao hid behind Han Yue Zhenren, only peeking out her small head: "Um, Sect Master, if there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now."

Master Guiyuan still had a smile on his face. "Okay."

After leaving the council hall, Yun Zhao walked between Han Yue Zhenren and Qi Yan. After walking for a while, Han Yue Zhenren suddenly said, "Zhao Zhao, you seem a little strange today."

"Yes, yes?"

Yun Zhao asked instinctively, "Uncle-Master, what's wrong with Zhao Zhao?"

Master Hanyue gave Yun Zhao a serious look, which sent chills down Yun Zhao's spine. She frantically called out to the system, but before the system could answer her, she heard Master Hanyue say earnestly:

"It's so cute."

Yun Zhao: "..."

Master Hanyue suddenly chuckled: "It's been a long time since I've seen Zhaozhao protect someone like this. I wonder who this person is..."

Han Yue Zhenren possesses an icy and snowy temperament; she is a true ice beauty, always wearing a cold expression, and can only be admired from afar.

Suddenly, a smile appeared, as if ice and snow were melting and spring was returning to the earth.

Yun Zhao was stunned. She didn't even realize that Master Hanyue had suddenly shifted the topic to Qi Yan.

“Ayan is my disciple whom I took in on behalf of my father.”

Yun Zhao almost blurted out the words "target of conquest".

Then, she said shyly, "Yes, he's also someone I like..."

Han Yue Zhenren gave Qi Yan a cryptic look, while Qi Yan stood behind Yun Zhao, letting her scrutinize him.

“Not bad,” Master Hanyue withdrew his gaze and tossed the Demon-Revealing Mirror to Qi Yan. “Zhaozhao’s judgment has finally improved.”

That's what I said.

Yun Zhao felt ashamed.

Is this implying that "her ex" was blind to fall for someone like Song Zhiyuan?

Yun Zhao chuckled, "Thanks to my martial uncle, my eyes have been healed. This time, some weeds and rotten flowers won't catch my eye. Only things like A-Yan are pleasing to my eye~"

She spoke bluntly, even in front of her elders, and Qi Yan silently distanced himself from her.

These young ladies are shameless.

Sigh, it seems Yun Zhao has indeed fallen for him, otherwise she wouldn't have expressed her love for him so openly in front of her only elder.

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