"What did you say, you vixen!" Yan Xuehen's eyebrows furrowed.

"You've already done it yourselves, so why are you afraid of me saying anything?" Yun Jianyue had always disliked Yan Xuehen's nonchalant attitude, so she liked to tease her all the time. Every time she saw Yan Xuehen break down, she would feel extremely happy.

Because of what had just happened, Yu Yanluo felt inexplicably guilty. Could it be that Yun Jianyue was making veiled accusations?

Seeing the faint peach-pink hue on Yan Xuehen's jade-like skin, one can't help but admire how beautiful this woman truly is. If it weren't for her years of cultivating Taoism and detaching herself from worldly desires, outsiders would instinctively not associate her with the list of beauties. Otherwise, the title of the most beautiful woman back then might not have fallen so easily on my shoulders.

And Yun Jianyue, though a bit fierce, is undeniably beautiful. These women are all Grandmasters, yet they're so gorgeous—it's impossible for anyone else to live like this!

For a moment, she wondered if it was a mistake to ask Yan Xuehen to accompany her man back home.

However, the most important thing right now is the current crisis in Zaun; everything else can wait.

"You're so enthusiastic, why don't you go back with him?" Because of their unwavering love and the many intimate things that had happened between them, Yan Xuehen was very clear-headed that she could not have any deeper entanglement with him anymore.

“I would like to, but unfortunately all the officials in the court regard me as a traitorous witch. If I go back with Azu, wouldn’t I be harming him?” Yun Jianyue said, looking Yan Xuehen up and down. “You are different. You have built a good reputation over the years. As far as I know, most of the high-ranking officials in the court are your little fans. They always follow you around calling you ‘fairy’. They will definitely believe what you say.”

At this point, she couldn't help but feel a little sour. The two of them were clearly of similar cultivation level and their appearances and figures were equally matched, but the treatment they received was worlds apart.

Yan Xuehen knew that she had indeed been a guest of honor for many high-ranking officials and nobles in the past, but she was naturally quiet and rarely interacted with those people.

But that's not the point. The point is...

She glanced at Zu An, meeting his gaze, and lowered her head guiltily, saying apologetically, "Of course I'm willing to help, but there's a difference between men and women, and time is already tight. Bringing another person might slow you down."

This was already a polite refusal, and Zu'an smiled slightly, not pressuring him.

Before he could answer, Yun Jianyue spoke first: "You cultivate the Path of Heartlessness, when did you develop any awareness of the difference between men and women? Could it be..."

Yan Xuehen panicked and hurriedly explained, "What Path of Heartlessness? I cultivate the Path of Forgetfulness."

“Anyway, to outsiders they all look pretty much the same,” Yun Jianyue said dismissively. “You never used to consider these issues.”

“It’s not impossible to act expediently in an emergency,” Yan Xuehen didn’t dare to dwell on this point, afraid that the two women would notice something was amiss. “However, given the distance, it’s already difficult for him to get back by himself before tomorrow. Having me along would only be more tiring.”

Redundant.

Yun Jianyue rolled her eyes: "You're so slender, how much could you weigh? The Wind and Fire Wheels are a Heaven-Rank weapon, what's a hundred or two pounds more than you?"

Yan Xuehen was speechless and could only look to Zu An for help, her eyes full of expectation, hoping that he would help her out of this predicament.

To everyone's surprise, Zu'an nodded: "Sister Yun is right, it really doesn't have any impact."

Yan Xuehen: "..."

She was completely taken aback by what the other person said and was immediately dumbfounded.

"It's settled then. Go and come back quickly." Yun Jianyue yawned, looking like she wanted to go back to sleep.

Yu Yanluo also bowed to Yan Xuehen: "Thank you for your trouble, Sister Yan."

With the atmosphere already so heated, Yan Xuehen felt embarrassed to refuse: "Well... okay."

Because the matter was too urgent, the two had no time to waste and were about to set off.

Zaun summoned the Wind and Fire Wheels, and Yan Xuehen hesitated for a moment: "Can we each take turns stepping on one of these?"

“I’m afraid that won’t work.” Zuan shook his head. “These two are a pair; they can’t be controlled separately.”

Yan Xuehen opened her mouth, her face showing some hesitation and confusion.

Zuan said, "I'll carry you on my back; it'll be easier that way."

Yan Xuehen bit her thin lips, knowing that this was the most reasonable solution.

A princess carry is too suggestive, and long flights to Zaun are also tiring.

Putting my arm around his waist would be too intimate, so carrying him on my back is acceptable, since I've been carried on his back before.

Seeing the other person half-squatting in front of her, Yan Xuehen blushed slightly, but still gently leaned over.

Zuan lifted her up by her thighs and then stepped onto the Wind and Fire Wheels.

Having experienced it so many times, he has mastered the balance of the Wind and Fire Wheels. In addition, he had tried it with Tu Shanyu in Qingqiu Kingdom before, so having one more person would not make any difference.

He turned around and bid farewell to Yu Yanluo and Yun Jianyue: "I'll come back as soon as I've finished dealing with things over there. You two be careful and take good care of yourselves."

Yun Jianyue rolled her eyes: "When I was conquering the world, you were still drinking milk. You should be taking care of Ice Stone Girl. She's seriously injured. If I find out she's missing a single hair when I come back, I'll hold you responsible."

Zuan couldn't help but mutter, "Don't you often pluck her hair?"

Yan Xuehen was extremely embarrassed and secretly pinched his waist hard. She never expected that he would see her being bullied by Yun Jianyue in private.

Yun Jianyue retorted confidently, "If she wants to bully someone, it should be me who does it. When did it become your turn, kid?"

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