Zi Yi glanced at Xiang Wan briefly, her eyes flickered for a moment, and then she raised her hand and cast a cleansing spell on Xiang Wan.

The soft light extended downwards from above Xiang Wan's head, and the impurities and dust left behind after practicing the exercises all left her body.

Xiang Wan shuddered, her face flushed, and she was incredibly embarrassed.

She was so focused on finding the red ball that she forgot to clean her tattered clothes. Later, she encountered Song Bo and Bai Xuan, but they didn't give her any strange looks, so Xiang Wan didn't pay them any attention.

I never expected this!

At this moment, silence speaks louder than words; Xiang Wan felt as if the whole world was disgusted with her.

Without the cover of dust and impurities, the tattered clothes could no longer conceal the exposed skin.

Bai Xuan had just taken a robe out of his storage bag when a purple robe was thrown at Xiang Wan.

Xiang Wan looked up, and her robe slipped off her head. She quickly reached out to wrap it tightly, staring ahead with puzzled eyes.

Zi Yi moved extremely quickly. By the time Xiang Wan looked over, he had already calmly withdrawn his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked into the void beside him.

"Bai Xuan, are you very free?"

The cold and indifferent tone clearly indicated that the person wanted to leave.

Bai Xuan didn't take it to heart, swiftly pulling back his robes. With another flick of his wrist, a white jade token appeared in his palm. "Little girl, it's fate that we've met. This is my personal token. If you ever encounter any trouble in the future, you can come to me. Don't be shy; who knows, we might even become family, hahaha..."

As he spoke, without waiting for Xiang Wan's response, the token flew directly into Xiang Wan's palm, the kind that couldn't be taken off.

"Immortal in Purple Robes, don't always have such a cold face, you'll easily lose friends. I'm leaving now, I still have a troublesome junior to worry about, this immortal is very busy."

The sound was still ringing, but the person had vanished.

Xiang Wan held the token, feeling somewhat helpless.

Will accepting gifts from others in front of the Purple-Clad Immortal affect her image?

At that moment, she forgot that just now, her image had been utterly destroyed.

Xiang Wan looked up and reached out her hand, staring at the purple-robed immortal with innocent eyes.

"Immortal in Purple Robes, this token..."

The woman in purple said calmly, "It's alright, keep it."

Xiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to use her other hand to pry the token off, it flashed with light and automatically flew into the storage bag at her waist.

Such self-motivated behavior seemed like a nuisance to Xiang Wan.

"The Purple-Robed Immortal..."

"Get up. You now carry my aura, making you half my disciple. I deserve your bow just now; it was the will of Heaven. The Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast is frightened and won't show its face for a while, so this place is safe. Come back to Tongtian Peak with me, and from now on, forget worldly thoughts and focus on your cultivation."

As she spoke, the woman in purple raised her hand and a small pendant flew out from her sleeve.

The waist pendant is light green overall, with an oval-shaped piece in the center, less than half a palm's width, resembling jade but not quite, engraved with a streamlined "purple" character, occasionally flashing a subtle golden light. Below the pendant is a bell about the thickness of a finger, which makes no sound when it falls into Xiang Wan's hand.

"There have never been outsiders on Tongtian Peak before; you are the first. This waist pendant allows you to freely enter and exit the Tongtian Peak barrier. The calming bell is silent; when infused with spiritual power, it can dispel illusions and stabilize your mind. Remember, no matter how good the function of external objects is, they should not be overused."

Looking at the cold and aloof Zi Yi, Xiang Wan was taken aback by his words and listened to him in a daze, as if she were hearing heavenly music.

After Zi Yi finished speaking, she waited for a long time without receiving a response from Xiang Wan, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

Xiang Wan was startled, realized what was happening, looked at the thing in her hand, and silently tied it around her waist.

Zi Yi intended to take her as a disciple, and Xiang Wan knew very well that such an opportunity was rare and precious. But, if they became master and disciple, then what would happen in the future…

Xiang Wan hadn't thought things through. Deep down, she was somewhat resistant to this kind of relationship.

Xiang Wan clasped her hands together and pressed them to the ground. "Thank you, Purple-Robed Immortal! However, before meeting you, I was fortunate enough to receive guidance from another master. Although I don't know who he is yet, I already consider him half a master in my heart. Please understand, Immortal!"

Half disciple, half master, perfect!

The woman in purple turned around, glanced at Xiang Wan's back, and said in a deep voice, "I have no intention of taking on any disciples. Taking you on would only make you a servant."

This immortal?

Xiang Wan smiled bitterly to herself; it seemed her refusal had displeased him.

His displeasure was reflected in how he addressed himself.

Thankfully, they didn't turn around and leave after a single disagreement.

Xiang Wan kowtowed to the ground, "Thank you, Immortal!"

She straightened up, the torn strips of cloth swaying in front of her. Xiang Wan quickly pulled the purple robe on her back tighter, covering her exposed skin.

Looking at the person so close to her, Xiang Wan felt a little uneasy.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he exuded an air of refined elegance, like a mountain spring. Alone and serene, he possessed a detached air of superiority. His sharply defined features and cold, handsome face resembled a masterpiece of nature's artistry. A teardrop-shaped golden mark on his forehead, faintly visible, further accentuated his sacred and inviolable aura.

He is serious, indifferent, and aloof, yet possesses a subtle charm that draws people in.

The woman in purple frowned slightly, and with a wave of her hand, a sword light flashed, hovering horizontally in front of Xiang Wan.

"Go up."

Looking at the sword, Xiang Wan felt that it looked somewhat familiar.

Before she could take a closer look, a gentle force lifted her up, and when she came to her senses, she was already standing on the flying sword.

Xiang Wan hurriedly cupped her hands and said, "Immortal in Purple Robes, one of my companions has disappeared here, and I wish to find him..."

The woman in purple narrowed her eyes and with a wave of her hand, she wrapped the purple robe that had slipped off Xiang Wan's shoulder back around her body, and then wrapped it with a faint gold thread.

Xiang Wan's ears turned red all the way to her neck; she really didn't mean it!

Fearing that he might not be able to return to find the red ball after leaving, he clasped his hands together in his haste, which caused his robe to slip down.

Once the clothes were tightly wrapped around her body, Xiang Wan remembered that the little cloud dream beast was still hanging around her waist.

It looks strange that it's tied so tightly.

Xiang Wan shifted uncomfortably, but Zi Yi remained unmoved, forming a hand seal, and the flying sword rose into the air with him. "There are no living creatures left here."

What?

Xiang Wan turned her head down in disbelief and saw the remains of the Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast, which was bound by a golden net, turning into dust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the entire canyon began to sink.

In no time, a deep pit more than ten feet deep reappeared at the bottom of the canyon, filled with charred bones that quickly turned to ashes under the cover of the golden net.

"Red ball..."

Tears blurred her vision, and Xiang Wan was unsteady on her feet.

Without turning her head, Zi Yi created a barrier to immobilize Xiang Wan.

"If we are destined to meet, we will meet again."

Was he trying to comfort her?

Xiang Wan shook her head gently, tears still streaming down her face.

All she wants now is to cry quietly for a while.

That heartless girl, Hongqiu, left without even saying goodbye.

When I see it again, I'm going to give it a good beating!