Chapter 955 Do you want to see your master?

Once a demon falls in love, it's like a young girl in love—it won't turn back until it hits a brick wall.

They have never tasted such a sweet and sour flavor mixed with bitterness before. It is so addictive and so fascinating that they are more likely to fall into it than ordinary people, becoming deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Mortals weigh the pros and cons and are forced to compromise by the wishes of their parents and the words of matchmakers, but demons are very persistent.

They have broken free from their cocoons and been reborn on their spiritual path, and are rare outstanding individuals. Their pride and dedication are even greater than those of ordinary people.

But then I thought, they live a more unrestrained and enjoyable life, don't they?

Before Lan Jin could react, Master Han and Lord Zhao returned.

The two strolled over leisurely, seemingly having already taken care of the matter.

"You two have arrived too. I was just about to look for you. Let's go somewhere together first, and we can talk about it over there." As he spoke, Master Han raised his hand and whistled, and the few rascals responded from afar.

Lan Jin stood up. "I heard you made a big fuss yesterday, driving away that group of evil cultivators who were causing trouble. Did you go to negotiate with the higher-ups, Senior Brother?"

"I suppose so, I did give them a heads-up." Master Han cupped his hands in greeting. "I must thank you for tipping me off yesterday, otherwise I would have been completely outmaneuvered from the start."

"It was nothing, just something they happened to hear. I'm glad it helped you." Lan Jin looked him up and down. "Are you hurt?"

"No, if they could hurt me, that would be terrible. I just don't want to win too easily and make them want to fight back." Master Han glanced at Qingyu, who was chatting and laughing with Song Chunxue. "It seems you two get along quite well with Master Song."

"Hmm, she's an interesting little Taoist priest. If I have the chance in the future, I'd like to have more exchanges and chats with her." Lan Jin's smile was tinged with sadness. "I wonder when I'll be able to talk to you alone. There are some things I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say in time."

"This afternoon will do. You can pick a place," Master Han said with a smile. "Or you can go to her place."

Lan Jin smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Can we skip going there today and just the two of us?"

"Alright," Han Qingfeng nodded. "I'll treat you to some drinks, how about Yuhuchun?"

“Okay.” Lan Jin’s smile warmed. “It’s on you.”

Song Chunxue listened intently, and when she turned her head, she met Lord Zhao's gaze. He was looking at her with a half-smile.

Do you know what your expression looks like right now?

"Like what?"

"Like a malicious matchmaker, you're practically got a big mole on your lip. Next time I meet Lord Xie, I'll see how I learn from you." Lord Zhao glared at her, annoyed. "I really want to give you a couple of punches."

Song Chunxue pursed her lips. Damn it, next time I'll definitely keep my eyes under control and not betray my thoughts.

"Why did Master choose you as his disciple? Zhang Chengxuan is so good, really."

She couldn't stand these words. "Senior Brother, you've gone too far. You don't have to say it if you dislike me so much. Besides, I haven't even formally become your disciple yet. Believe me or not, I'll go and matchmake Lan Jin and Daoist Han right now, so they can live happily ever after in the mountains. You'll have to go back to the capital and cultivate on your own."

Lord Zhao's lips twitched, and he looked at her expressionlessly. "What did you say?"

"I know that Master Han's decision to leave you is purely based on brotherhood and friendship, but if Master Han truly finds a divine partner, he won't be taking you around everywhere."

Lord Zhao turned to look at Master Zhang, raised his hand to his forehead, and pointed at Song Chunxue, "I have never been threatened with such an absurd reason before. Zhang Chengxuan, if you don't make her change this habit, I will send my master back."

"Let's go back, let's go back. I think being Zhang Chengxuan's junior brother is pretty good. It's carefree and easy. Why bother cultivating so early? I want to spend a few more peaceful years with Lord Xie."

"You..." Lord Zhao laughed in anger, then turned and said, "You just wait."

Zhang Chengxuan was helpless. What did it have to do with him if his fellow disciples were arguing?

Qingyu crossed her arms in front of her, looking at Lord Zhao's figure in the distance, and said in a serious tone, "If Lan Jin has taken a liking to Lord Zhao, perhaps the possibility is greater."

"Yes, I think so." Song Chunxue asked curiously, "And what about you, senior?"

“Crows are divine birds. Only the weak would crave and indulge in something as fickle as a shadow. I have more faith in my own abilities. If I need to continue the family line, I'll just choose someone I like, and if not, so be it. I cannot condone her self-torturing behavior of being so preoccupied with worry.”

As she spoke, she suddenly fixed her sharp gaze on the distance. "I'm going to grab something."

Then, she gracefully flew out, her light and agile figure inspiring envy.

“Junior brother, stop teasing your senior brother. If you push him too far, you really won’t have a master anymore,” Zhang Chengxuan sighed helplessly. “You weren’t like this at first. How did you become so bad after coming out into the world?”

"Sigh, you're being unreasonable. I didn't say anything. It's just that Senior Brother is being overly sensitive and suspicious. He can't even let me look at him. He's meddling way too much," Song Chunxue said, stroking her chin and hissing. "Could it be that he's feeling guilty?"

Zhang Chengxuan sighed helplessly, "You two are truly worthy of being fellow disciples, so childish."

“What’s childish about him?” Song Chunxue didn’t understand. “He’s from the royal family in the capital, after all. He’s been playing the game of scheming and power politics for years. I just glanced at him, and he got all worked up like a cat that’s about to explode.”

“Perhaps next time you could try not letting him know what you’re thinking. After all, Lord Zhao is just an ordinary person, and there are some things he hasn’t experienced,” Zhang Chengxuan said earnestly. “Don’t you ever feel that sometimes he’s like your fourth son?”

Are you so stubborn and unwilling to admit it?

Upon hearing this, Song Chunxue smiled and said, "I understand. A man is a boy until he dies. I get it."

"..." Master Zhang opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

Before lunch, they walked through the bustling street and came to the end, arriving at an inconspicuous Taoist temple. The incense was not very strong, but it was much better than Qingshan Temple.

The abbot knew Master Han and personally welcomed them into the temple. After offering incense in the main hall, he arranged rooms and lunch for them. The young Taoist priests in the temple did not say anything extra or disturb them. After their things were prepared, they quietly left.

Song Chunxue ate her meal in her room, and then found a quiet spot in the temple where she could bask in the sun and quietly began to meditate.

She sat in meditation for an hour with her back to the sunlight.

I felt completely comfortable. When I opened my eyes, they were moist, and everything in front of me was clear and bright, as if it had been washed by rain.

She turned her head and suddenly froze.

"Senior Brother, you startled me." She slowly stood up and stretched. "You're here to meditate too? What brings you here?"

"Do you want to see your master?"

Song Chunxue was startled, both surprised and delighted. "He's here?"

PS: Last night I edited two chapters and then immediately updated the second chapter, resulting in only one chapter being updated. Chapter 953 is missing (it seems no one has noticed). It hasn't been synchronized yet. The gist of the story is as follows: After arriving at the snake cave, the disciples screamed in terror. Master Han even played a trick on them, letting snakes fall into their necks. Master Han said he was also a snake, so why weren't they afraid of him? (A side note: Imagine a caterpillar falling into your collar—wouldn't you be afraid?)