"What are you doing here?" Shen Wangshu felt that Daoist Xiwu was coming too frequently.

I saw him just yesterday.

Lingxiao's indifference made Shen Wangshu's temperament become irritable and restless.

"Junior sister is so heartless." Being treated so coldly hurt Daoist Xiwu's heart. He sighed softly and walked to Shen Wangshu's side, saying weakly, "I'm so depressed."

He exuded a faint, delicate fragrance, refreshing and pleasant.

The little furball, nestled in Shen Wangshu's arms, was warily watching the stranger when it caught a whiff of the faint fragrance and suddenly sneezed.

It twitched its ears and saw the tall, handsome young man standing next to Shen Wangshu. For some reason, the little fox felt a surge of anger.

It howled angrily twice, its white fur bristling, and stretched out its short little paws to push away Xi Wu Dao Jun.

However, the fox's paws were too short, and its furry paws waved futilely in the air, unable to touch even a corner of Xiwu Daojun's clothes.

The fox became even angrier.

It angrily retracted its claws, curled up in Shen Wangshu's arms, and silently raged.

Shen Wangshu looked at this fox with amusement.

"Where did this come from?" Daoist Xiwu had obviously also noticed the fox with a very bad temper.

He reported to Lingxiao almost daily, so he knew that there had never been any living creatures on Lingxiao's icy peaks before. Therefore, he was very curious about the little creature that his fellow disciple could tolerate. He looked at the furry ball of fur, its fur heaving violently, clearly quite angry, and while extending a long, slender finger to poke the fox's small body, he smiled and asked Shen Wangshu, "So you've changed your mind and want some excitement? You actually know how to raise spirit beasts?"

This junior sister doesn't even like seeing living people, yet she knows how to raise foxes.

Shen Wangshu involuntarily reached out and grasped his fingers, frowning as she said, "It's still small, don't poke it and hurt it."

"..." Xi Wu Daojun was heartbroken by these heartless words.

When the fluffy ball heard Shen Wangshu backing up for it, it proudly peeked out a round fox eye from its tail.

“It’s definitely looking down on me,” Xi Wu Daojun said sharply after a moment of silence.

"You've misjudged." Shen Wangshu paused for a moment, then said coldly.

Her cold eyes swept over the young man who was squinting at the fox that was nibbling at its furry paw and chuckling. She asked impatiently, "You came to my cave just to ask about this fox?" She glanced at Xi Wu Daojun, who then gave a wry smile after a moment of surprise. With a snort, she swept her long sleeves across the empty space beside her, revealing two stone chairs. She sat down and said rather rudely, "What's wrong? Have you realized your darling doesn't care about you anymore?"

She was actually quite interested in Xi Wu Dao Jun's unfortunate love history, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Let's tell it and have a laugh."

"Junior sister, you really don't know the meaning of polite speech." Daoist Xiwu was already used to Shen Wangshu's temperament and sat down in the chair next to her.

The furry ball cautiously peered out and once again stretched out its furry paws to try to push him away.

This time, Daoist Xiwu was very sensible and automatically distanced himself from Shen Wangshu.

Satisfied, the fox shrank back into Shen Wangshu's arms, but its round eyes watched the cultivator warily, worried that he might sit closer again when it wasn't looking.

“She really is…” Xi Wu couldn’t care less about the fox anymore. He sat down next to Shen Wangshu and said with a wry smile, “I’ve understood for a thousand years, and I was almost fooled by a little girl.”

He used to dismiss her impatience and avoidance as mere girlish shyness, but now, upon re-examining this young female cultivator, he discovered that her eyes revealed her disgust for him. Yet, she was forcing herself to accept him, enduring her inner weariness to interact with him. She would only smile at him when she asked him for more elixirs and cultivation techniques.

Xi Wu Daojun did indeed like this little girl very much, but as a great cultivator for thousands of years, he had his own pride.

Once they realize the other person doesn't love them, they automatically back off and withdraw, no longer putting themselves in a subservient position.

"What do you want to do?" Shen Wangshu stroked the fox's soft fur, watching it nuzzle against him contentedly, and said calmly.

Xi Wu Daojun pondered for a moment, then, seeing Shen Wangshu's consistently calm face, he felt that his anger and sadness were superfluous.

He laughed at his rare, foolish infatuation, shook his head, fanned himself, and said thoughtfully, "After all, I was once in love with her, so there must be some fate between us. She didn't deceive me in any way. Since she has entered Guangming Sect, let her stay in the sect as a disciple. In the future, just say that I took a liking to a talented little girl and brought her back to the sect as a disciple. It won't ruin her reputation."

He was still thinking about that young girl. Although he had been deceived in his feelings, he was old and easygoing, and wouldn't hold it against her.

"If that's the case, be careful she doesn't use your name to bully others," Shen Wangshu chuckled.

Daoist Xiwu couldn't help but laugh and said, "How could this be? If she doesn't like me, why would she cause trouble using my name?"

"Didn't she also dislike you, yet she still tricked you out of a lot of elixirs?"

Shen Wangshu's words silenced Xiwu Daojun.

He touched his smooth chin, lost in thought.

However, he came today to pour out his troubles to Shen Wangshu, and now that he has finished, he feels much better.

Because his feelings for the young girl were still relatively recent, and he hadn't yet fallen deeply in love with her, he was heartbroken but not seriously injured. His slender hand traced lines in the air, and soon a communication jade slip materialized, which then flew down towards the foot of the ice peak. Unlike Lingxiao, who was cold and indifferent, he had many disciples serving him in his own cave, so he ordered them to escort the young female cultivator out of his dojo.

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