Chapter 1295 Welcome to My Dream

Song Chunxue was dressed in clothes that had altered her appearance, but she wasn't sure if people who knew her would recognize her.

The so-called "rejuvenation" simply makes people look younger and more attractive, more radiant than before.

Otherwise, the younger generation wouldn't have been staring at her blankly.

More importantly, Xie Zheng was also among their group.

Although I know he doesn't remember the days they spent together, they met again later.

Song Chunxue remembers it herself.

Only she knew how awkward it must have been for her to appear before him like this.

So she fled on the spot.

Unfortunately, someone prevented her from getting what she wanted.

"Junior brother, you rarely dress up like this, why are you running away?" Lord Zhao blocked her way. "Did you think you could escape just because you put on an invisibility talisman?"

Master Han also appeared before her, his voice gentle, "Long time no see. If you don't resist taking the Youth Preservation Pill, you'll look just like this in the future—young, beautiful, and pleasing to the eye. Isn't that wonderful?"

"That's good, but I don't want to for now."

Master Han seemed to know what she was thinking, "Then by the time you think about it in the future, it might be too late."

"It's late, it's late." Song Chunxue awkwardly began to unbutton her outer garment.

But before he could unbutton the second button, Qi Yun stopped him.

"Master, let's go all the way and see this through to the end, please don't take it off yet..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Chunxue slapped his hand away and pulled off her outer garment.

"Brother Qiyun, why... do you prefer older sister now?" Huanyu looked at Song Chunxue's face curiously. "Do you like women who are bare-faced, without makeup, and messy?"

"..." Song Chunxue's lips twitched. She looked down at herself, dissatisfied with the messy description.

"How am I a mess?" she retorted, unusually. "You can say I'm old, but you can't say I'm a mess. How can a young girl talk like that..."

The next moment, Huanyu grasped Song Chunxue's hand, "Sister, you look old. 'Messy' is just a description of your hair. Your body is still very young. Your fuzzy, short hairs are just growing out, which is why they look messy. Please don't take offense, sister."

Hearing the repeated calls of "sister" give Song Chunxue goosebumps and make her bones feel a little weak.

As expected of a vixen, her face is truly pleasing to the eye.

But if Song Chunxue herself looked like that, she would feel very uncomfortable.

Therefore, she disagrees with becoming young and beautiful, looking as tender as a girl in her late teens or early twenties. What's the point?

Moreover, in the world of martial arts, outstanding looks will only bring trouble.

"Sister, please promise me. From now on, I will stay by Brother Qiyun's side with you. I will never compete with you for his affections..."

Song Chunxue covered Huanyu's mouth, not daring to look at the others.

"Well, Qi Yun, you explain yourself."

Master Han and Lord Zhao stood with their hands behind their backs, staring at Qi Yun, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"Grandmaster Uncle, Grandmaster Master, I only asked Master for a favor, I didn't expect..."

"Master?" Huan Yu looked at Song Chunxue in surprise. "You are Brother Qi Yun's master?"

Qi Yun nervously swallowed.

"Isn't that betraying his master and ancestors? How could he do that to his own master..." Qi Yun raised his hand to cover Huan Yu's mouth and pulled her aside to prevent her from saying anything outrageous and scaring everyone.

"Master, you two chat. I have something to discuss with this junior sister." Qi Yun smiled and waved to them. "I'll be there shortly."

"Master, is Qi Yun still up to his old tricks?" Changfeng leaned close to Song Chunxue and whispered, "Actually, he's not bad either."

Song Chunxue frowned. "Do you also want to be expelled from the sect?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Xie Zheng's gaze was fixed on her.

Strange, given their current relationship, what is there for her to feel guilty about?

The current situation makes Song Chunxue suspect that Qi Yun resorted to this drastic measure in order to get her to see Xie Zheng.

Whatever the reason, this apprentice needs to be taught a lesson.

However, since we're already here, we might as well make the best of it.

She nodded to Xie Zheng, "Junior Brother Xie."

Xie Zheng nodded slowly, "Senior Sister Song."

She walked past him and came to Zhang Chengxuan. "Senior brother, why are you all here?"

"That senior master is in the Taoist temple over here, don't you know?"

Song Chunxue smiled slightly, then gritted her teeth and said, "It seems that Qi Yun deliberately tricked me into coming here. I told him I wasn't coming."

Zhang Chengxuan crossed his arms, glanced at the group of people talking in the distance, and walked forward slowly. "Since you're here, don't be angry. I think Changyun has something to say to you."

Turning around, he saw Changfeng and Changyun standing behind him. Tudan smiled brightly and said respectfully, "Uncle-Master!"

"Where's Wuji?" Song Chunxue asked curiously. "Why haven't I seen him?"

“He was delayed by something and will arrive tomorrow,” Tu Dan’er said, comforting her considerately. “Uncle, I understand how you feel now. Do whatever you want without worrying about others.”

Changyun nodded, "Master, your happiness is the most important thing. But shouldn't we give this junior brother Qiyun a beating? He actually asked Master to help him fend off unwanted suitors."

“Hmm, I think it’s necessary.” Zhang Chengxuan laughed. “He really doesn’t know how lucky he is. Such a handsome demon cultivator, and he’s still not satisfied. He makes your master wear such elaborate clothes. Tsk, he’s rich.”

Song Chunxue followed them forward, "I've never heard of this senior uncle before. Are you really just here to celebrate his birthday?"

“No,” Zhang Chengxuan looked around warily. “We came here specifically to find out the truth for our own safety. It’s said that there have been many problems here recently. Someone is openly kidnapping people. It’s the method of evil cultivators. You should be careful.”

"Okay, I understand." Song Chunxue looked at her shoes, which were almost showing her big toe. "I really should have dressed up a bit before coming here. No wonder Qi Yun thinks I'm embarrassing him."

Zhang Chengxuan was surprised, "I thought you did this on purpose, to test whether Xie Zheng was the same Xie Zheng as before."

Song Chunxue sighed helplessly; she wasn't in the mood for that yet.

"So, do you think he is?"

"It's hard to say."

What do you mean?

Zhang Chengxuan lowered his voice, "We'll talk about it later."

They arrived at an ancient but very grand Taoist temple.

After settling in, the first thing Song Chunxue did was to redo her makeup and change out of her old shoes and clothes.

She understood the principle of showing respect for clothes before respecting people when traveling.

As he came out of the room, his three apprentices waited obediently outside the door.

"Master."

They were to meet at the main hall and then have a vegetarian meal together.

Song Chunxue glanced at Qi Yun, "Let's go, we'll settle the score later."

"Master, I..."

“Wait, we’re going to seek justice for our master too.” Changyun tapped Qiyun on the head. “Let’s eat first.”

Many people came, and Song Chunxue saw many young Taoist priests, old Taoist priests, and several female cultivators.

The lingering scent of incense, the wind chimes swaying under the eaves, the warm air, and the leaves fluttering in the wind all bring a sense of peace.

She quite liked it here; it was much warmer than Lijiazhuangzi.

"Uncle-Master Song."

"Uncle Song".

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Song."

"Uncle Song, I've heard so much about you."

That night, Song Chunxue truly realized that she was a senior on the path of cultivation.

But she also met many of her seniors.

Following her two senior brothers, she got to know and exchanged pleasantries with many Taoist priests.

Master Han did not come.

In this kind of setting, a senior figure like him would definitely not like it.

"Master, this is so boring. Can we go back now?" Qi Yun burped. "There's not even any wine, and my stomach is bloated from drinking tea."

"Master, I want to go back too." Changyun was sleepy and could barely keep his eyes open.

Seeing their dejected appearance, Song Chunxue said, "You guys go back first."

"Then I will stay with Master." Qi Yun began to admit his mistake. "I was wrong before, please punish me, Master."

Song Chunxue tapped the table, about to say something, when she saw Xie Zheng get up from the low table next to her and walk straight towards her.

"Senior Sister Song, I have something to tell you."

Before he could answer, the three apprentices discreetly stepped aside.

“Sit down and talk,” she raised an eyebrow. “Why did you suddenly call me senior sister?”

Don't they all call her senior brother?

The next moment, she suddenly felt dizzy, as if the ground was shaking, and her chest felt a dull pain.

"Who are you!" Song Chunxue suddenly pointed at him with Wuyou, "You are not Xie Zheng."

"Oh no! Could Lord Xie have been possessed?" Wuyou exclaimed in alarm. "Oh no! Where are we? Have we been bewitched? How did everyone disappear in the blink of an eye?"

Song Chunxue took a deep breath, and the Overlord Sword was held horizontally in front of her.

"This is...a dream?"

"Hahaha, so clever. Master Song, welcome to my dream. I've finally caught you, hahahahaha!"