【Oh dear! I feel sorry for the eldest brother for a second. His beloved husband is right there, but he still has to make up an excuse to see him. Is he afraid of being seen? Isn't he just shy?】

I understand, I understand everything~

There's nothing a girl can't understand instantly!

Hehe~

Qi Yue laughed inwardly, a deep, dark laugh escaping her lips. Xie Ji'an's face turned ashen, and he was on the verge of tears.

Help! So he can't explain himself now, right? What do we do? Who can save him? Is there anyone who can save him?

Xie Ji'an wanted to die. He had just tried so hard to convince his junior sister that neither he nor his master had any messy feelings for each other; their relationship was the purest of father and son.

So all his talk was for nothing...

He had originally been eager to help his junior sister plead with their master, but now he had no desire to go at all.

"Senior Brother, I said I understand." Seeing Xie Ji'an staring at her with a face full of questions, Qi Yue thought that he had not heard her at all, so she raised her voice again and said it solemnly.

Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, she frowned slightly, couldn't help but wave her hand in front of his eyes, tiptoed, and asked tentatively, "Senior Brother, did you hear me?"

After being called several times, Xie Ji'an finally came to his senses, but just as he was about to speak...

July's doubts were deafening.

[Has Senior Brother gone mad?!]

“I didn’t,” he suddenly said.

Seeing that Xie Ji'an finally reacted, Qi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

[That scared me to death! Turns out he wasn't stupid after all. But I told him so many times and he didn't hear me. Looks like he's getting old and a bit hard of hearing.]

It seems that this is true for the elderly, no matter the time.

It's time to demonstrate the admirable virtues I possessed in my past life as a Chinese person—respect for the elderly and care for the young!

Lost in thought, Qi Yue didn't notice Xie Ji'an's eyes widening. She tiptoed closer to his ear, slowed her speech, and drew out each word: "Senior Brother, I just said I heard it."

Damn it, am I crazy? If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all!

Cursing himself in his heart, Xie Ji'an slapped himself. His heart was completely broken.

Looking at Qiyue, he was afraid that if he listened any longer, he would lose control of the primal power within him, so he quickly said, "Junior Sister, you don't need to speak so slowly. I can hear you. I was just thinking about how to tell Master. Okay, I won't say anymore. I'll be going now."

Before he finished speaking, he fled into the sky as if escaping.

July tiptoed to take a look.

I was speechless.

[Tsk tsk tsk, how long has it been since I've seen my sweetheart? Running like a dog, you'd think a ghost was chasing me!]

Xie Ji'an stumbled in mid-air and almost fell off. He glanced at his small, adorable junior sister behind him.

My feelings were incredibly complicated. Wasn't there something fishy going on behind that? No, junior sister, you're scarier than a ghost!

At the same time, he patted his chest in relief.

"Luckily, I was the only one who could hear my junior sister's thoughts, otherwise I would have been utterly disgraced. What would become of my dignity as a master? What would become of the dignity of a cultivator?"

What he didn't know was that, unbeknownst to him, he had already been utterly disgraced in the eyes of his fellow disciples and even his master, leaving him with nothing but his underwear.

Moreover, the people who believed that he and his master were in love were not just his imaginary junior sister, but all his junior brothers and sisters.

Meanwhile, Qiyue watched Xie Ji'an disappear, then returned to the South Pavilion and took out some books related to talismans and formations to read.

It's always better to be prepared for the unknown; having more trump cards and resources will give her peace of mind.

As for the Nine-Tailed Fox, for some unknown reason, it should have been able to transform into a human after breaking through to the Golden Core stage, but there has been no movement for a long time. Instead, its demonic form has only grown a little larger.

At the same time, Song Yanzhuo and Lou Xuanzhi, master and disciple, met again at Hengyang Sect.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Inside Xia Wuxin's room in Hengyang Sect, Song Yanzhuo stared wide-eyed at Lou Xuanzhi, who was ruthlessly trampling the sect leader on the ground.

Heaven help me, although he had heard from his junior sister that his master had gone out to kill people to calm down, he never imagined that his master's purpose was actually the Hengyang Sect.

"As a disciple, is this something you should be asking? Instead, you should be explaining why you're here." Lou Xuanzhi's gaze darkened as he looked at his disciple. Could it be that his disciple had fallen in love with the woman of destiny?

Although the man in front of her was dressed in red and had an incomparably handsome face, his aura was colder than ever before, and even exuded a chilling murderous intent.

The oppressive and suffocating feeling that seemed capable of taking a life in the blink of an eye made the usually wicked and unrestrained Song Yanzhuo lower his head: "Disciple knows his mistake. Xia Wanqing, the daughter of this sect, has humiliated my junior sister time and time again. Disciple has come to avenge my junior sister. Please, Master, see the truth."

As he spoke, his expression remained unchanged, revealing nothing about his true nature.

But only he himself knows how panicked and scared he is right now.

Whenever he thought of what his junior sister had once "said"—that their master was a villain who was madly infatuated with the woman of destiny, loved her but could not have her, and killed without blinking an eye, not even sparing them—he couldn't help but connect his master with the woman of destiny.

He was afraid that his master would be bewitched by the woman of destiny.

Abandon them.

"Since you've come to avenge your junior sister, then kill him." As the only major villain in the original work, Lou Xuanzhi was incredibly shrewd. He immediately saw the panic hidden deep in Song Yanzhuo's eyes and didn't completely believe his second disciple's words.

Song Yanzhuo raised her eyes and looked at her master, who was as unpredictable and eccentric as ever. She felt a little dazed. It seemed that her master only truly had a human warmth when her junior sister was around.

As a disciple, he also understood that his master no longer believed him.

However, his doubts and fears faded away. He firmly believed that his master could not possibly fall in love with the woman of destiny. Otherwise, why would he ask him to kill the woman of destiny's father?

Xia Wuxin panicked as Lou Xuanzhi trampled him underfoot and desperately begged for mercy.

"The Xunhui Sect is a thing of the past! You cannot kill me! I am the Sect Master of the Hengyang Sect. If you kill me, not only will the entire Hengyang Sect not let you off the hook, but you will also be making an enemy of the righteous path of the entire cultivation world!"

"The Righteous Path? What is the Righteous Path! There is no true Righteous Path in this world. The so-called Righteous Path is nothing but the rhetoric of the strong! Now that I am stronger than you, then I am the Righteous Path!"

Lou Xuanzhi looked down at Xia Wuxin, his foot pressing down hard on Xia Wuxin's face, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain for the entire Hengyang Sect and even the righteous path that Xia Wuxin spoke of.