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Spring comes and winter goes, seasons change, and except when his cultivation breaks through, Tan Taipei has never left that blue stone.

Until one winter day twenty-one years later, a surge of spiritual energy suddenly appeared at the entrance to the secret realm.

The once peaceful space gradually became distorted and deformed.

The elders of various sects were startled awake from their meditation and soared into the air, including those from Taipei.

He slowly rose to his feet, his eyes fixed on the void.

The spatial rift grew larger and larger, and gradually, the phantom of an ancient gate suddenly appeared.

As the ancient gate slowly opened, rich spiritual energy seeped out, and amidst the surging spiritual energy, two figures flew out from inside the gate.

The one in front was Nan Qing, dressed in red, with Qingxu Zhenren from Tianji Pavilion following closely behind.

Thirty years of waiting did not diminish Dan Taipei's longing for his master; on the contrary, it made the obsession in his heart grow even stronger. The moment Nan Qing appeared, his gaze quickly locked onto him.

More than ten thousand days of longing and yearning, at this moment, were reduced to a barely audible whisper from the throat:

"Master..."

Nan Qing also spotted the figure in black immediately. After thirty years, the once youthful boy looked much more mature.

She appeared in front of Tan Taibei in an instant, and just like when they were children, she reached out and pinched his cheek.

"How are you doing in Taipei?"

Nan Qing only discovered the special nature of that space after entering the secret realm. There was nothing she could do but wait for thirty years. However, for her, thirty years was just a blink of an eye. It didn't make much difference where she was. Moreover, it was quite interesting inside. She and Xiao Ba had a lot of fun there.

I often think of Tan Taipei, that little brat who always loved to act cute and pitiful in front of her. I wonder how wronged he must be this time.

Tan Taipei stared at the person in front of her with almost greedy eyes, and just like when they were children, she raised her hand and tightly gripped Nan Qing's sleeve.

"No, this disciple is very bad."

Upon hearing this, Nan Qing smiled, her aggrieved tone exactly the same as it had been thirty years ago.

She glanced down at the sleeve that Tan Taibei was clutching tightly, then looked up to meet his reddened eyes. Her heart softened, and just like before, she gently flicked his forehead.

"How old are you to still be acting like a child?"

He wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the Beast Taming Sect elder who was guarding the place.

"Master Ling Shuang".

"Have you seen our Beast Taming Sect's patriarch?"

The elder's face was filled with anxiety. Now that the gate to the secret realm was closed, only two of the four powerful beings had come out. In fact, even without asking, he had a vague guess in his heart.

Nan Qing glanced back at the now calm void, then looked towards Qingxu Zhenren of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, and said calmly:

"Go ask Master Qingxu; he knows the details better than I do."

After saying that, she took Tan Taibei's hand, pulled him along, and disappeared from this space. In an instant, the two returned to Ling Shuang Peak.

As soon as they landed, Nanqing pressed the person down onto the couch.

"Do you miss me?"

Tan Taibei looked up at his master, who was towering above him, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Where is Master? Has he thought of his disciple in these past thirty years?"

Nan Qing leaned down, her black hair falling down and intertwining with his, her eyes also containing a trace of affection for the person in front of her.

"Um."

"think."

"I've thought about it many times."

Tan Taipei's fingers traced the belt around Nan Qing's waist. Suddenly, he flipped her over, pinning her down, and gently bit her pale neck, muttering:

"not enough....."

"Thirty years... I have thought of Master every day, but Master has only thought of me a few times. How is that enough?"

Nan Qing chuckled, letting him leave a bright red mark on her neck.

"Then... I'll make it up to you later?"

Dan Taipei paused, his eyes burning even more intensely: "What Master said, you can't go back on your word..."

As the sun rose and the moon set, Master Qinghe came and went at the foot of Ling Shuang Peak, his whole being filled with anger and anxiety.

Junior Uncle has disappeared again!

But he is no longer the ignorant man he was thirty years ago.

Needless to say, the person is definitely on Ling Shuang Peak.

But it's been almost half a month, shouldn't I come out and have a chat with myself about what's going on in the secret realm?

We can't... we can't stay at the top forever!

Master Qinghe waited and waited every day, and finally, after another half month, he finally saw his master uncle and his junior brother who was beaming with pride.

However, the first words Nanqing uttered startled him greatly.

"What!"

"A Wedding Ceremony!!!"

Qinghe spat out the spiritual tea he had just taken a sip of. He didn't even have time to tidy his appearance. His eyes were fixed on Nanqing.

"Hmm, what's wrong? You have a problem with that?"

Qinghe opened his mouth, as if to say, "I have a lot of opinions, I have a huge amount of opinions!!"

But... looking into his martial uncle's eyes, he dared not...

So, he could only pat his chest and readily agree:

"Don't worry, Uncle-Master! Qinghe will definitely make the ceremony a grand spectacle and host a banquet for the sixteen clans of the four prefectures!"

After saying that, he thought for a moment and then said, "Then... should I prepare betrothal gifts, or...?"

Before Nan Qing could speak, Tan Taibei raised his chin proudly and said, "Of course, it's Master who will marry me!"

Qinghe: "..."

This kid should be proud. His junior uncle is recognized as the strongest and most beautiful female cultivator in the Nine Heavens Continent, but he managed to snatch her away!

But despite his complaints, he would definitely not be ambiguous about his junior uncle's marriage ceremony; he had to make sure the entire cultivation world knew about it!

So he started to plan ahead, intending to invite the other elders out as well, so they wouldn't blame him for doing things secretly.

"By the way, is there anyone you'd like to invite, Uncle-Master? I'll have my disciples prepare the invitations."

Nan Qing shook him: "You decide what to do."

If it weren't for his persistent pursuit in Taipei, she wouldn't have felt it necessary to go through all this trouble; they'd been married so many times already...

Although Nanqing doesn't have anyone she wants to invite, there are people in Taipei!

"Senior brother, Sect Master Mei of the Beast Taming Sect, the Tenth Elder of the Heavenly Sound Sect, True Person Wusheng of Starfall Valley, and..."

Tan Taipei rattled off the names of more than ten people in one go. Over the years, he had kept a clear record of all those who always found excuses to "discuss the Dao" with his master!

That Sect Master Mei often visits the Qingyun Sect and loves to send spirit beasts to Master.

And then there's that Master Mingxin from the Tianyin Sect, who always uses the excuse of sparring to send invitations to his master.

Qinghe Zhenren: "..."

Unexpectedly, my junior brother is such a petty male cultivator.

He was certainly familiar with these people; they were just a small part of his uncle's many suitors.

He genuinely wanted to tell his junior brother that jealousy was an inexhaustible source of frustration. Throughout the entire Nine Heavens Continent, how many male cultivators wouldn't say they had "long admired" Ling Shuang, the True Person of the Qingyun Sect, if her name were mentioned?

Jealous? Can he even handle it all?!