Chapter 944 Where did you go?

What?

Worry-free is gone? How could that be!

"How could that be? Wuyou's sword is so clever, how could it be lost? Unless he doesn't want to come back." Master Zhang looked at Song Chunxue, "Could it be that he went to find Lord Xie himself?"

“No,” Song Chunxue shook her head. “Lord Xie now has a sword, and it’s so far away. How could someone with just a sword suddenly decide to cross mountains and valleys to find someone?”

She frowned, completely baffled.

Could it be that Wuyou has discovered something good? Or perhaps he's encountered a sword just like his and wants to rescue it?

“It’s alright, let’s wait a few more days. Anyway, if he doesn’t want to come back, none of us will be able to find him.” Song Chunxue shook her head. “I can’t control this sword. If he finds a more powerful master, there’s nothing I can do.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Master Han, what is your relationship with those two old acquaintances?" Lord Zhao picked up his teacup, raised an eyebrow, and asked slowly, "A fleeting romance?"

For a snake, casual encounters are perfectly normal, especially considering how long it has lived.

Men, if they are a bit philanderers, can have at least twenty or thirty relationships with women they can't keep to themselves even in their short lives of less than a hundred years. And that's even more true for men who are over a thousand years old.

It's good enough that there aren't descendants everywhere.

Thinking of this, Lord Zhao felt a chill run down his spine.

Snakes are probably a very prolific species. If his descendants had not cultivated themselves, there would be at least a thousand snakes left today.

Tsk, tens of thousands is not impossible.

Thinking of that scene, he suddenly felt discomfort in his throat and quickly put down his teacup.

Is living a long life something to be proud of?

That's absolutely amazing!

He also wanted to live a long and healthy life, to witness the changing of the sun and moon, the rise and fall of dynasties, and the transformation of the world.

"Thump."

The teacup was placed on the table, making a very soft sound.

However, everyone present did not think so.

Song Chunxue wished she could split her eyes apart, one on Lord Zhao and the other on Daoist Han.

But she was quite timid. She lowered her head, picked up a piece of sesame seed, took a bite, and pretended not to care, but her eyes were always on them out of the corner of her eye.

"I did have some casual relationships when I was young, but I don't remember them at all. After I started cultivating, I also had dealings with countless snake demons. I don't know what they look like now, where they are, whether they are alive or have ascended to heaven."

"As for Miss Lan Jin, we are friends of the same kind, having known each other for hundreds of years, but we are not very close." Master Han leaned back in his chair, brushing a strand of dark hair from his temple with his index finger. "But one of her seniors is someone I have a deep friendship with."

The room was silent.

Song Chunxue rolled her eyes and asked the question they all wanted to know, "And then what happened?"

This is the first time I've heard Master Han talk about such a secret of his.

“I knew about Lan Jin’s thoughts hundreds of years ago. Her predecessor did not survive the heavenly tribulation and died. I guarded her grave for a hundred years, and she thought I was a snake demon who was deeply affectionate and devoted, an anomaly among all demons.”

Master Han chuckled softly, the sound seemingly coming from his nostrils, carrying a hint of mockery, pity, and even sympathy.

"The girl is just a bit naive. How could I, Han Qingfeng, be that kind of person? But to be honest, as someone who's been through it all, I really appreciate being looked at with such admiration and respect. Who doesn't like to be loved?"

These words shocked Song Chunxue.

Who doesn't like to be loved?

Master Han is being far too sincere and outspoken.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to Lord Zhao.

Lord Zhao didn't bother to look at her.

"So you didn't want to say yes just now?" Song Chunxue asked cautiously. "You didn't want to hold her back?"

She felt that this was why Master Han had been silent earlier.

"trouble."

Master Han sighed softly, looked up at the roof thoughtfully, and said, "Didn't you say I'm old? By age, I am indeed an old man. I've lost interest in human love. That Vermilion Bird girl is of the fire element, she dares to love and hate, and once she's ignited, she can't be extinguished. My old bones can't withstand any more of this."

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Um, I can't respond to that.

Lord Zhao scoffed, "Didn't you say before that you knew some ancient immortals who were tens of thousands of years old? In your eyes, age is just a number and has no meaning?"

Master Han lowered his eyes and curled his lips. The lazy and noble air between his brows made it hard for people to look away.

“Times change, it depends on the situation.” Master Han picked up his teacup, glanced at the tea inside which had gone cold, and then looked up at Song Chunxue. “Brew a pot of hot tea.”

Song Chunxue stood up. "Wait a moment."

In order to hear what he was going to say next, she hurried there and back, and in a slightly eager manner, she filled his teacup.

"Alright, let's stay put for today. Let's enjoy the scenery nearby, consider it a day trip. We'll leave Aishan early tomorrow morning," Master Han said quietly, looking at the shadows of the trees outside the window. "Otherwise, something unexpected might happen."

Is that enough?

Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow. Is that all?

She hadn't had enough yet.

Thinking this, she met Han Daoshi's gaze, and when she saw his teasing yet indescribable expression, she was immediately startled.

"Okay, you guys chat, I'm going outside to grill some fish."

Song Chunxue lowered her head nonchalantly and poured tea for her two senior brothers.

"There are so many good things here. I'm going to take out some of the potatoes I brought and roast them to eat, and make room to store the herbs."

Master Zhang stood up. "You brought potatoes? I'd like to have two. I haven't had roasted potatoes in ages, I'm really craving them."

The two squeezed out of the door and turned around to see the regret on each other's faces for missing out on a good show.

Outside, several children were eating grilled fish. When they saw them coming, they greeted them warmly, "Come on over, this fish tastes really good, better than any fish I've had elsewhere. It would be even better if there was some wine."

"Did you sprinkle salt on it?" Song Chunxue took it, took out two small porcelain jars from her storage ring, and sprinkled some Sichuan peppercorn powder on it.

"There's salt spilled, and there's also the five-spice powder that Tudan brought." Changyun said, joining in, "I also like it spicy."

Song Chunxue sprinkled some wine for each of them, and then took out wine and a bowl from her storage ring.

"This is a wonderful place. If there were no poisonous insects, we wouldn't starve even if we didn't grow crops. We could dig up some herbs and exchange them for food outside." There's plenty of everything here, except for the lack of people.

This place is cold and damp; it is difficult for ordinary people to stay here for long.

"Nothing is better than Uncle-Master! You brought us so much delicious food, which made this trip so pleasant. Thanks to you, Uncle-Master, we'll definitely be on the right track with you from now on." Tudan exclaimed, "No wonder Master said that traveling with you is less worrisome, because you take care of all the little things."

Yes, she and her senior brother have gone on several long trips.

"Oh my goodness!"

"What is that?!"

"Someone's attacking! Watch out!"

Hearing the noise, Song Chunxue turned her head and suddenly found herself facing a long sword.

"Worry-free?"

Where did you go?