Chapter 339

After passing the Bai family, Lingwu took out a spirit boat and took the two of them back to the Ji family.

Bai Yu was filled with wonder as he rode the spirit ship for the first time, but he also felt lost because he was returning to the home of his immortal lord.

But when he turned his head slightly, he saw Fuxue, who was even more at a loss than him, and even nervous and anxious.

"Is this outfit a bit too frivolous? Will the elders like it? They probably won't. Wait, I need to look again..." Fu Xue muttered to herself, constantly rummaging through the clothes in her storage ring.

"This one? No, it's too tight around the waist."

"This one? No, it's too revealing."

"..."

Lingwu, who was ahead, looked back and was quite puzzled by what she saw.

As Fuxue, still rummaging through her clothes, approached Lingwu, her pretty face bearing a pitiful expression of feigned strength, which Lingwu could not ignore.

"What's wrong?" Ling Wu asked.

Fu Xue bit her red lips, "This servant...this servant..."

She lowered her head, seemingly too embarrassed to say it.

"Tired?" Ling Wu asked, then explained, "We're almost there."

Beneath the spirit ship, the city, where the ice and snow had melted, was bustling with activity, possessing a different kind of beauty compared to the vast mountain landscapes encountered earlier.

After Lingwu finished explaining, Fuxue became even more anxious.

"Are we almost there? But I... I haven't found a suitable dress yet." Fu Xue's eyes were filled with anxiety as she clutched the hem of her skirt, regretting that she hadn't brought more clothes.

Hearing her say that, Lingwu began to examine her more closely.

She had a slender and charming figure, with intricate patterns on her deep purple skirt. Tassels hung at her waist, making her look even more petite. Her sleeves and chest were covered by a thin veil, revealing glimpses of her fair skin underneath.

At this moment, she was shy and bashful, exuding a unique charm.

Just as Ling Wu was about to say "no need to change," Bai Yu gritted his teeth and took the initiative to bring it up.

His initial tension subsided by 30%. He had previously felt that this woman, as vicious as the man in black robes, harbored ulterior motives towards the Immortal Venerable.

Seeing him now only confirms his thoughts.

Bai Yu, having guessed Fu Xue's intentions, said to Ling Wu, "Immortal Venerable, I always keep a disciple's robe in my storage bag. If this Venerable One does not mind, I can lend it to her."

As he spoke, he held a brand-new disciple's robe in both hands and headed towards Fuxue.

"This holy maiden doesn't want your dirty clothes! Don't come any closer!" Fu Xue said, taking two steps back as if she was terrified that Bai Yu would approach her.

Bai Yu wasn't someone who would get upset by someone's harsh words, but when Fu Xue said those words, he clenched his hands holding the robes slightly, as if he had been hit hard.

But he did not lower his head immediately. Instead, he glanced at Ling Wu, his eyes revealing disappointment and pity, before silently lowering his gaze, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his robe.

He muttered to himself, "My things aren't dirty, they aren't dirty."

After muttering to himself, he put his robe back into his storage bag, lowered his eyes to hide the pitifulness in them, and then knelt down before Fuxue, saying:

"It was your rudeness that offended Your Excellency."

His movements were fluid and graceful. If Ling Wu hadn't been there, Fu Xue would have definitely snorted coldly and said with disgust, "You know that's good. Get the hell away from me now."

With Ke Lingwu present, she couldn't help but wonder if this ugly woman was trying to sow discord among them.

Thinking of this, she pretended to be hesitant, pursed her lips, picked up a handkerchief and brought it to her nose, then slowly raised her eyes, revealing only a pair of bright, sparkling eyes, and said to Ling Wu:

“I have never been able to be around people who are not good-looking since I was a child. Otherwise, I feel uncomfortable all over. It’s all my fault for speaking my mind too bluntly, which hurt his self-esteem.”

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and a few tears fell.

She held a handkerchief in her hand, but refused to raise it to wipe away her tears. She just looked at Lingwu pitifully with tears in her eyes.

To express his grievances.

Bai Yu, kneeling on the ground, lowered his head. He covered his empty eye with an eye patch, and his eyelashes trembled as he blinked his other eye. His handsome face was filled with pity.

Ling Wu's face showed no favoritism towards either person; she remained silent with her lips closed.

Bai Yu, kneeling and bowing his head, felt as if war drums were beating in his chest, pounding as if they could leap out of his heart.

He wanted to know if the immortal lord would show him any other favor, so he raised his head.

Bai Yu saw that the Immortal Venerable standing in front of the spirit ship had an indifferent look in her eyes, as if no ripple in the world could stir any emotion in them.

Sensing this, Bai Yu's sense of loss was amplified infinitely. He lowered his head and took the blame upon himself.

"This matter is entirely my fault."

As soon as Bai finished speaking, Fuxue raised her handkerchief to wipe away her tears. She waved her hand understandingly, "You didn't do it on purpose. There's no right or wrong. But you mustn't do it again next time."

"Yes." Bai Yu stood up. "Thank you for your teachings, Venerable One."

Fu Xue slightly opened her mouth, sneering inwardly at how cunning this ugly monster was.

The immortal venerable one himself was here, yet he said to himself, "Thank you for your teachings!"

Is she being used as a stepping stone to embarrass the man she loves?

snort!

Fu Xue blinked and approached Ling Wu playfully.

Then he explained in a low voice, "This little disciple is a bit dim-witted; he actually took my words as a teaching."

Ling Wu glanced at her and saw her blinking, looking so obedient and innocent, and shook her head with a smile.

He then took out a blue dress from the ring and gave it to her, saying, "This is a dress that I have never worn."

Fu Xue held the dress in her hands, her expression slightly stunned, as if she were holding a priceless treasure and feeling both cherished and amazed.

A moment later, she pouted her red lips and said in a shy voice, "Actually, if it's your dress, I... I prefer the ones I've worn before!"

After speaking shyly and frankly, she turned and hugged her dress, hiding in the cabin like a little fox who had teased someone and then fled in panic.

Ling Wu's expression remained unchanged, but Bai Yu felt a deep sadness in his heart.

The joy he felt a day ago when he learned from Half Moon Peak that the Immortal Venerable was going to personally take him to the Bai family was now buried by the snow.

Thinking of this, he asked the demon soul in his heart, "Several disciples from major sects were killed like that by the demonic sect, yet no one went to punish the demonic sect?"

Demon Soul glanced at Ling Wu furtively, and noticing that she was looking down, he quickly replied:

"All those people combined couldn't beat Fuxue, but she probably won't stay long. And as I told you, don't look for me while she's around!"

"Fuxue? You know her?" Bai Yu grasped the key point, but unfortunately, there was no response after he finished speaking.

The moment the demonic soul appeared, Ling Wu seemed to sense something and tapped the ring on her fingertip.

Bai Yu is currently very weak. Any high-level cultivator could easily kill him. Furthermore, he personally removed his five spiritual roots, making it impossible for him to transform into a chaotic spiritual root. Therefore, his demonic soul must already be planning to escape.

But before he escapes, he will definitely find a suitable body.

Hopefully, he will stay obediently inside Baiyu's body. If he touches someone he shouldn't, then he won't be able to die easily in the end.

Lingwu withdrew her gaze from the bustling crowd below.

Five years have passed since I last saw her. I wonder if her younger sister, whom she named back then, is doing well as she wished.

When Fuxue reappeared, she had undergone a complete transformation. Her delicate and charming makeup had been replaced with a fresh and elegant look, and her black hair was styled into two ear-length buns, making her appear playful and lively.

"Does it look good?" Fu Xue twirled around, her blue dress swirling and rippled with graceful arcs.

At this moment, the spirit ship was about to land, but Lingwu did not answer.

Fu Xue followed Ling Wu and sighed softly from behind, muttering, "One moment cold and the next gentle, making me feel nervous and happy at the same time."

"But... what can I do? I just like it!"

"As long as it's her, no matter what kind of person she is, I'll love her!"

Ji Family Gate

A five-year-old girl with her hair in two buns stood at the door.

She blinked her big, dark eyes and stared at the slowly descending spirit ship.

Finally, the moment he saw Ling Wu, he ignored the obstruction of the maid beside him and started running.

A few steps away from Ling Wu, she opened her chubby little arms and suddenly pounced in front of Ling Wu, tightly wrapping her arms around Ling Wu's legs.

"I'm Huan'er, do you still recognize me, sister?" The little girl looked up and introduced herself.

Ling Wu bent down and picked up the little girl, her voice carrying a light laugh as she called out the little girl's name: "Ji Shihuan".

May the times be auspicious and all things bring joy.

"Sister, you know Huan'er!" Ji Shihuan hugged Ling Wu back and said excitedly.

Ji Shihuan, who was being held by Ling Wu, was perched on her shoulder, and happened to be face to face with Fu Xue and Bai Yu who had followed up.

The little girl's expression changed repeatedly. First, she sweetly called out, "Pretty sister."

The moment she met Bai Yu's timid gaze, she buried her head in Ling Wu's neck.

In a muffled voice, she said to Lingwu, "Sister, Huan'er doesn't like that brother."

The little girl's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present was a cultivator, so they could all hear her clearly.

Fu Xue was overjoyed, while Bai Yu's smile froze.

Holding the little girl, Ling Wu lowered her eyes, hugged her tighter, and then asked, "Why don't you like it?"

Ji Shihuan still didn't look up, but a muffled voice came from under her fluffy, round little head: "Because Huan'er saw it."

"What did Huan'er see?" Fuxue asked, leaning closer.

But no one expected that Ji Shihuan's next sentence, spoken in a childish voice, would cause everyone's expression to change.