Zi Yue's expression immediately became extremely awkward.

Luo Mengxuan then asked, "Is Elder Han that powerful?"

"I've already said it, Elder Han's strength, even if it's not as good as Elder Lingxing's, is still quite formidable," Elder Zijing said, shaking his head.

After a pause, Elder Zijing continued, "Elder Han's swordsmanship is also his own creation, called the Flying Moon Sword Technique, which has a total of six forms. This sword technique is extremely powerful and I am no match for him."

"Master, why are you undermining your own prestige while boosting the morale of others?" Ziyue said angrily, her cheeks puffing out.

"I'm not trying to belittle myself or boost the morale of others; I'm just stating the facts. Elder Han's strength is indeed far superior to mine, that's an indisputable fact. If I were to exaggerate my abilities and deceive you, you might suffer greatly if you encounter him or his disciples in the future."

Elder Zijing said earnestly, and even patted Ziyue's head.

Luo Mengxuan's expression was somewhat unpleasant, as if she had already foreseen that this trip would not go smoothly.

Chang Qingyue's expression remained calm.

Ye Feng glanced at Elder Zijing and felt a slight liking for the old man with his sunken cheeks.

Elder Zijing is indeed a very good person. He did not boast about his strength for the sake of face, but instead frankly admitted that he was not as good as Han Wangyue.

It's really admirable that an elder of a faction can be so pragmatic without any ideological baggage.

Moreover, Elder Zijing always puts Ziyue first, which is enough to show that Elder Zijing values ​​his disciple very much.

Ziyue is truly blessed to have such a master.

Another three hours passed.

Night had fallen, and the Xuanji Sect's cloud boat finally arrived at Sanyuan Mountain.

The Sanyuan Mountain was brightly lit, with the light from the Sunstone illuminating the entire mountain.

The cloud boat slowly descended from the sky and stopped ten meters above the ground. Then, Elder Ziyue led Ziyue, Luo Mengxuan, Chang Qingyue and Yefeng down from the cloud boat.

Upon reaching the ground, Elder Zijing waved his sleeve, and the enormous creature rapidly shrank, eventually transforming into a delicate, small boat the size of a palm, which fell into Elder Zijing's hand and was stored in his storage ring.

"Wu Qingyu, an inner disciple of the Sanyuan Sect, respectfully welcomes Elder Zijing!"

A beautiful woman took the lead in bowing, and the rest of the Sanyuan Sect disciples hurriedly followed suit.

"We meet again," Ye Feng said with a smile.

Wu Qingyu looked up at the night wind, her face full of smiles.

"I knew you might come to the Sanyuan Sect, Young Master Ye, and you did come!" Wu Qingyu said with a smile.

Zi Yue asked curiously, "Junior Brother Ye, do you know this Senior Sister Wu?"

"Yes, I know him," Ye Feng said casually.

Wu Qingyu said, "It's not just that we know each other! Young Master Ye saved my life in the desert. If it weren't for Young Master Ye stepping forward in my time of crisis, my young child and I would probably have perished in the desert."

Hearing Wu Qingyu say this, Luo Mengxuan and Ziyue became even more curious.

Chang Qingyue also looked at Ye Feng curiously.

"Junior brother, just how much have you done in the desert? Your experience is far richer than mine!" Chang Qingyue said half-jokingly.

"Senior Brother Chang, didn't you and Junior Brother Ye stay together after you went to the desert?" Zi Yue asked.

Chang Qingyue and Ye Feng did not explain what happened in the desert to Zi Yue, so Zi Yue really didn't know.

Not only did Zi Yue not know, but Luo Mengxuan didn't know either.

Ye Feng said, "When Senior Brother Chang and I were traveling to the desert via the teleportation array in Tai Xuan City, we encountered a problem and the teleportation failed, causing us to get separated. It was while I was looking for Senior Brother Chang that I happened to meet Senior Sister Wu, who was being chased by the Black-Clad Sect, so I helped her and her child."

Zi Yue and Luo Mengxuan finally realized what was going on and nodded together.

Wu Qingyu walked gracefully to Ye Feng, bowed respectfully, and said, "I will never forget Young Master Ye's kindness, and I have not yet repaid him. May I ask what Young Master Ye desires?"

"Then I'll repay you with my body."

These words were not spoken by Ye Feng, but by Chang Qingyue.

Upon hearing Chang Qingyue's words, a blush immediately spread across Wu Qingyu's mature and beautiful face.

Luo Mengxuan angrily retorted, "Chang Qingyue, what nonsense are you spouting! Senior Sister Wu is already married and has a son. How can she possibly offer herself to Junior Brother Ye? You're making things difficult for her!"

"I was just joking, why are you getting so worked up? Junior Sister Luo, your reaction only makes you seem stranger," Chang Qingyue said slowly.

"Am I excited? What am I excited about!" Luo Mengxuan said angrily.

"Okay, okay, you're not upset. I was mistaken," Chang Qingyue said.

Luo Mengxuan snorted and stopped talking.

Ye Feng looked at Wu Qingyu and smiled, "Don't listen to my senior brother's nonsense, he's just joking. You don't need to think about how to repay me. I saved you and your child not so that you could repay me. I'm not that kind of mercenary person."

Wu Qingyu nodded repeatedly, but the blush on her face grew deeper and deeper.

Luo Mengxuan couldn't stand it anymore and snapped, "What the hell are you blushing for?!"

So Wu Qingyu went from being shy to being embarrassed.

The night wind gave Luo Mengxuan a cold look, and Luo Mengxuan immediately shrank back and remained silent.

"I'm sorry, my junior sister isn't very bright, please don't take it to heart," Ye Feng added.

Wu Qingyu said with an awkward laugh, "I won't mind... Elder Zijing, please come with me. The sect ceremony will officially begin tomorrow morning. You can stay with us at the Sanyuan Sect for the night."

"Then I'll have to trouble you," Elder Zijing said.

Wu Qingyu led the way, with Elder Zijing, Yefeng Ziyue, Changqingyue, and Luo Mengxuan following behind.

After entering the Sanyuan Sect's mountain gate, Wu Qingyu got up and flew away.

So Elder Zijing and Yefeng followed along, and soon they arrived at a cluster of waterside pavilions and terraces.

"This small building is for your temporary use. Elder Zijing, you should be satisfied, right? If you need anything, just let me know, and I will do my best to meet your needs," Wu Qingyu said.

"You're too kind," Elder Zijing said calmly, waving her hand.

After Wu Qingyu left, Elder Zijing led Yefeng and the others into the small building.

The interior of this wooden building is simply furnished, yet it matches the environment perfectly, giving people a simple, unpretentious, tranquil, and peaceful feeling.

Elder Zijing said, "Find a place to rest yourselves. This isn't our Xuanji Sect, so don't be picky."

As she spoke, Elder Zijing glanced at Luo Mengxuan.

Because if someone were to pick and choose between Night Breeze, Purple Moon, Evergreen Moon, and Luo Mengxuan, that person would most likely be Luo Mengxuan.

Luo Mengxuan noticed Elder Zijing's gaze and whispered, "I'm not a picky person."