Chapter 929 Have you forgotten your sister?

Why can't I ask?

Master Han spoke casually, as if it were an extremely ordinary question.

The more Song Chunxue tried to stop him, the more Master Han wanted to ask.

Everyone loves beauty, and it's only natural to be drawn to a beautiful male peony.

But he was a snake, and not particularly handsome, so how could Lord Zhao possibly have any improper thoughts about such a monster?

Only a woman like Song Chunxue would have so much free time to make such a guess.

But then he suddenly remembered that Lord Zhao seemed to be spending a lot of time with him lately.

No wonder people misunderstood.

"Fine, I won't ask. Do you think I'm the kind of person who lacks tact?"

He didn't understand why Song Chunxue was so anxious when he said he would go ask.

It's like he's going to slaughter an entire family.

"Okay, that's good. Just don't ask." Song Chunxue casually reminded him, "It's not good to ask."

She worried that the old snake had been a demon for too long, and hadn't acquired much humanity, but rather divinity. If she actually went to ask the senior brother, she might end up harming him instead.

After all, the senior brother is just like her. Despite his extensive knowledge, high position, and numerous romantic encounters, he can't be as rational and calm as the demon god when it comes to love.

"Alright, pack up, we'll leave tomorrow morning."

Master Han rubbed the black jade thumb ring between his pale fingers, then got up and left.

Song Chunxue went to the kitchen to get hot water, took a good bath, and felt refreshed before heading out.

The north is dry, so she doesn't like to take baths.

I estimate we can rub off about a pound of mud.

Sigh, with Lord Xie not around, she seems quite rough around the edges, just like before.

The next day.

They left the inn and headed straight for the foot of Mount Ai.

When they learned that the purpose of this discussion was to search for treasure in Mount Ai, with a seven-day deadline, many people immediately started cursing.

Everyone thought they would only have two days at most, and since they hadn't prepared much food, they were quite dissatisfied.

But the person in charge of the meeting said with a smile, "This is one of the tests."

Song Chunxue smiled smugly, "See? It's always a good idea to bring plenty of food when you're traveling. Don't laugh at me, but I secretly packed some firewood in the kitchen the other day."

Everyone turned their attention to her.

"Master was truly prescient. We'll have to rely on you this time." Changyun smiled and patted his purse. "I also brought some steamed buns and pastries in case we get hungry on the road. They should last us a day or two."

Master Han said calmly, "I can abstain from grains."

Lord Zhao laughed at him, "You are clearly a picky eater and have a big appetite. You can't abstain from food when you smell a delicious aroma, yet you still try to show off."

Master Han gave him a haughty look and turned to look ahead.

Master Zhang smiled and said, "I brought a lot of wine; it will keep me warm tonight."

Song Chunxue's image; she also brought two extra quilts.

But she didn't want to talk about it right now, afraid of being laughed at.

It's not too late to take it out when they need it.

If you don't need them to know, then don't let them know.

Before long, some people left in anger because they were dissatisfied with the rules of the seminar.

But most people still gladly went to Mount Ai.

Since we're already here, we can't leave empty-handed.

Leaving early isn't necessarily a bad thing; there's nothing shameful about admitting defeat when you can't retreat any further.

Stepping into Aishan, Song Chunxue instantly felt a chill run through her body. It was colder and damper here than outside, and the tall trees made her feel very uncomfortable.

At first, she was overjoyed by the various shades of green in front of her.

But gradually, when she saw centipedes and other creatures swimming under the dead leaves, snakes coiled around the tree trunks, and small, green snakes, she no longer dared to walk in front of them.

Logically speaking, surrounded by masculine men, why did she still feel a chill, as if something was following her, when walking among them?

She clenched her thumb and secretly made a hand seal while chanting an incantation.

"Scared?" Master Zhang held a tree branch he had picked up from somewhere, using it as a walking stick. "This place is deserted. I'm worried we're being used. If we can't hold on, we'll turn back."

Master Han's voice came, "What's there to be afraid of with me here? It's just that there's no dry place in these mountains, so we might have to sleep tied to a tree at night."

Tu Dan'er didn't care; he thought this place was wonderful, and he didn't know where to look.

If I come across a leaf that I like, I'll casually tuck it into the book I'm holding.

Suddenly, Master Han stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lord Zhao looked nervously at the mist in front of him, feeling uneasy.

The yin energy here is extremely heavy, and there are probably quite a few demon cultivators here.

"It's nothing that I ran into an old friend." Master Han pointed to the left. "You guys go that way first, I'll be right there."

Lord Zhao frowned. "An old friend? How many years of friendship? Male or female?"

Song Chunxue pursed her lips and lowered her head, her heart pounding with joy.

“Both men and women are here, you can go first,” Master Han explained gently. “They look rather frightening, they might scare a few of your disciples.”

Ye Bai revealed two small tiger teeth, "Uncle-Master, we're not afraid, we just don't know if you could make an introduction."

Master Han shook his head slightly.

"You guys go first, we still have some old matters to settle. Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

This means they don't want them to stay.

"Alright, then we'll wait for you in the open space ahead, and we can take care of lunch while we're at it." Seeing that he had made up his mind, Lord Zhao did not insist any further.

A group of people gradually walked away.

Master Han's eyes changed, and his cold voice was devoid of warmth, "Come out."

As the thick fog gradually dissipated, two eerie figures appeared before them.

"Han Qingfeng, how have you been? How have you been doing hiding in the capital all these years?"

The woman, dressed entirely in black, floated towards her with an alluring and seductive air.

A man who blended into the white mist followed behind them. They were as light as dandelions and floated to Master Han's sight in the blink of an eye.

"What do you mean by hiding? Don't tell me you think I'm hiding from you?" Han Qingfeng sneered. "It's true that you are his old acquaintances, but why would I hide from you? We're not even close."

"Not familiar with each other?"

The woman suddenly started giggling. The surrounding fog grew thicker and thicker, her voice became increasingly shrill, and the echoes kept filling the ears, making people feel very uncomfortable.

Lord Zhao, who was hiding in the shadows, covered his ears.

“We weren’t close, but she died for you back then. My foolish sister, she actually lost her soul for a cold-blooded animal like you. Don’t you feel guilty and heartbroken when you dream about her in the middle of the night?”

"You said you wouldn't betray my sister, but I heard you have someone new by your side, and he's a man. How can you face her like that?"

Lord Zhao covered his ears, feeling as if the sharp, angry voice was about to explode in his head.

The next moment, his arm was tightly wrapped by something thick and white.

Before he could cut it with his sword, he was dragged along, sliding through layers of withered leaves and wet ditches.

"Thump!"

After he was hoisted up, he fell to the ground suspended in mid-air.

It didn't hurt at all, just a bit embarrassing.

"If you kill him in front of us today, I will let bygones be bygones." The woman in black pointed at Lord Zhao, her contemptuous gaze sending chills down one's spine.