Chapter 941 The Fairy Who Wants to Eat Guokui

“He sent word back that he had met an old friend and would be delayed for a day, so we shouldn’t worry.”

Lord Zhao's slender fingers gently placed the white pieces, one hand wrapped around his wide sleeve, every movement exuding nobility.

"However, he also said that we don't have to go any further, and we don't have to stay for seven days before going back. We can stay where we are and wait for him to come back."

Song Chunxue had the same idea.

She glanced at her senior brother, who had recently been living in the damp mountains and was now thriving even more than before.

"When are you going to sleep? Before you go to bed, could you please do me a divination?"

Without even looking up, Master Zhang said, "I know what you want to divine. Xie Zheng is also my junior brother. I care about him even more than you do. Don't worry, he's just having a tough time right now, but overall it's an auspicious divination. He'll eventually turn danger into safety."

ah?

Senior brother knows all this.

Song Chunxue sat down beside her and looked around. "Where are our apprentices?"

"They went to the river to catch fish, saying that the fish are easier to catch at night." Lord Zhao said helplessly, "Let them have their fun. When we get back, I'll use a whip to supervise their training."

That's true; if you don't work hard when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old.

At her age, she only started practicing cultivation now. If she hadn't been so busy, she would have been exhausted and crying out in pain. How could she have persevered?

Those few brats are just living too comfortably, only caring about enjoying themselves.

"So, after we get out, where will we go? Will we need to fight?"

She had a feeling that they must have something important to do this time.

Otherwise, this group of people, traveling and enjoying the scenery, doesn't seem like the way Master Han and his senior brother were when they were in the capital, with heavy thoughts on their minds as they rushed here.

Lord Zhao looked up and smiled at her, "You seem to be looking forward to it?"

Song Chunxue remained expressionless as she took out a plate of sweet, red wild fruits from her storage ring and placed it aside. "No, I just wanted to make things clear so I could be prepared. Otherwise, I feel like things have been too peaceful lately, unlike what you all said at the beginning."

Actually, she was really looking forward to it; she hadn't fought in a long time, and her hands were itching to get involved.

No wonder those who usually bully others always want to kick anyone they see; now they know what it feels like.

Lord Zhao saw through it but didn't say anything. "I'm not entirely sure either. You'll have to ask your Taoist Master Han. I'm just following his instructions. Besides, the initial mission was to find the whereabouts of Prince Xuan. I didn't expect to run into him here by chance. I guess he'll bring back the whereabouts of Prince Xuan."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Anyway, if the sky falls, someone else will hold it up. You should eat and play as usual, don't take it so seriously." He casually suggested, "If you have nothing to do, then focus on your cultivation and bring those kids along too."

"..." How infuriating that sounds! Is she just someone who has nothing better to do than cultivate? How come she's so diligent?

However, after being reminded by him, Song Chunxue realized that she had not practiced swordsmanship.

She stood up. "Teach me divination, something simple will do. I can't understand those words."

“Alright,” Lord Zhao replied casually, “I’ll teach you when I have time.”

Song Chunxue had consulted her senior brother before, but he said that there was no need to see things so clearly.

But now she feels that it's always better to not ask for help from others.

Wuyou was not there. She took out the short sword she had brought from Kunlun Mountain, but she had not formed a pact with the weapon spirit.

She chose the one that suited her best and always wore it close to her waist to deal with emergencies.

Recently, she's been feeling a strange energy inside her, making her feel relaxed and wanting to release it all.

She found a relatively open space; in the mountains, there was no moon, but the stars were dazzling, enough for her to see her surroundings.

She didn't dream last night, but found herself floating again, though she didn't know who had tied her to the bed.

Tonight, she plans to sleep in the tree.

With two ropes wrapped around her and two quilts hanging from them, she could sleep soundly.

"Swish swish~"

She tossed the short sword away, then used her spiritual power to control it, summoning it back into her hand. This increasingly skillful sense of control fascinated her.

So, she wasn't being diligent; she just enjoyed the novelty.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

After that, she leaped onto a tree and darted back and forth between several tree trunks, raising her hand to control the short sword as it flew through the woods. She felt the blood in her body rushing faster and her heart pounding.

It feels like the spiritual energy here is more abundant, and I can better control the surrounding air and breeze when I take off and jump.

Riding the wind, falling with the wind, it is like a light swallow, flying freely.

This feeling was unprecedented, which made Song Chunxue even more excited.

She couldn't help but take out the sword her senior brother had given her for self-defense, as well as an ordinary self-defense sword she had bought, and she was able to handle them with ease.

She flew on her sword, using both hands to control it to cut through tree branches, then grabbed them back into her own hands, flipped around the branches, and attacked, cutting almost all the bark off a tree of unknown species.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a dark red figure out of the corner of her eye, which terrified her so much that she immediately stopped in the middle of a tree branch.

Song Chunxue looked closely and saw a figure leaning against the tree opposite. The figure was a deep red mixed with other colors, and the hair ornaments looked like those of a bird.

"Your skills are impressive. To have reached this level in just a few years, you certainly deserve to be among them." The woman's voice was cool and calm. "You also deserve his praise for your talent."

Song Chunxue looked at her warily, "Who are you?"

“I am an old friend of Master Han. I practiced under his tutelage hundreds of years ago. Later, I found my own kind and we parted ways. I heard that he came to Aishan this time, so I came to see him.” She crossed her arms over her chest, like a noble peacock.

But she shouldn't be a peacock.

"Master Han has gone to take care of some business. You'll have to wait for him for a while," Song Chunxue asked tentatively, gripping her sword hilt. "May I ask how I should address you?"

“My name is Lan Jin, and I have known Master Han for five hundred years. Recently, I have come to know about love in the mortal world, so I am certain that I am in love with Han Qingfeng. When he returns, could I stay with you for a few more days? However, I do not intend to confess my feelings to him. After seeing him once, I will go back to continue my cultivation.”

Song Chunxue was surprised; this was the first time she had ever met an admirer of Master Han.

"Don't worry, as long as you two have a good relationship, Master Han will definitely ask you to stay," Song Chunxue said, not daring to agree rashly. "When did you arrive?"

"I entered the mountain a day later than you." The woman flew to the tree closest to Song Chunxue, her large, dark eyes scrutinizing her in the darkness. "Your posture is wrong, not light enough. To be as light as a bird, you need to understand three key points."

"Huh?" Song Chunxue felt a little flustered and scared, and was somewhat wary of her. She couldn't understand why she suddenly said that.

Is he trying to get on my good side?

Or is she going to teach Song Chunxue?

"Are you planning to give me some pointers?" Song Chunxue asked, cupping her hands in greeting. "What are your instructions?"

"Just call me Lan Jin, or you can call me senior. I wanted to try the guokui you brought." The woman raised her hand to tuck a strand of dark hair behind her ear and said with a hint of regret, "I've had your guokui before, but this morning I saw you take it out, and then you ate something else. It's been making me crave it all day."

"Huh?" Song Chunxue was stunned.

I never expected her guokui (a type of flatbread) to be so memorable.