Upon returning to the Seeking Immortality Sect, Qingxuan immediately took Xu Nian to see his senior sister Qingyu, Xu Nian's master.

Qingyu Peak.

Qingyu looked at Qingxuan and Xu Nian kneeling in front of her, especially at the bright red cinnabar marks between their brows, and her teacup was crushed into powder.

"Qingxuan, you deserve to die! How dare you lay a hand on my disciple!" Qingyu Zhenjun's natal magic weapon appeared in her hand, and she brandished her large ruler as she attacked Qingxuan in a fit of rage.

"Senior sister, calm down. I really love Nian Nian." Qing Xuan said while dodging Qing Yu Zhenjun's attacks, trying to appear weak.

"Hehe! Qingxuan, do you think I'm stupid? I was wondering why you kept staring at my disciple when we first met. So that's when you started having designs on her." Qingyu Zhenjun's words left Qingxuan speechless. He had indeed taken a liking to her at first sight.

Qingxuan took a solid hit from Qingyu Zhenjun's ruler. He groaned and retreated in a sorry state, hurriedly avoiding Qingyu Zhenjun's next strike.

"Senior sister, I admit that I fell in love with Niannian back then, but I think I am still worthy of Niannian." Qingxuan's words not only failed to calm Qingyu down, but made her even angrier.

"You're worthy? You're worthy and yet you forced her to form a Dao contract? Qingxuan, you really are that old geezer's good disciple, you've learned it all. Today, if I, Qingyu, don't break your legs, I'm not Qingyu Zhenjun." After Qingyu Zhenjun finished speaking, the spiritual energy of the ruler in his hand burst forth, and in an instant, he swung out hundreds of illusory rulers.

These illusory rulers surrounded Qingxuan, forming a cage, and were continuously swung at him.

Qingxuan dodged some fatal attacks, letting the other illusory rulers strike him.

He didn't use his spiritual power to resist, but several illusory figures of rulers fell, and with a few "crack" sounds, all the bones in his hands and legs broke.

The person fell helplessly from mid-air and crashed into the mud.

Qingyu's eyes narrowed upon seeing this, and she immediately stopped her attack. Her face darkened as she said, "Qingxuan, are you trying to play the victim with your senior sister?"

"I'm willing to be punished if you're angry, but I really love Niannian. Please grant us your wish, Senior Sister?" Qingxuan got up and smiled weakly.

Xu Nian also stepped forward and said, "Master, I'm willing, so please don't be angry. If you're still angry, hit him every time you see him in the future."

"Niannian, is this how you plead for me?" Qingxuan's face was bitter.

“Nian’er, I know your temperament. He must have forced you because of his high cultivation level. You don’t need to speak up for him or make things difficult for yourself. If you like someone, you like them; if you don’t, you don’t. Even if it was forced, it won’t make a difference.” Qingyu Zhenjun said, her gaze falling coldly on Qingxuan.

"Master, thank you!" Xu Nian's eyes welled up with tears; she genuinely liked this master.

"Don't cry, I don't cry easily. I will stand up for you after you've been wronged," said Qingyu Zhenjun, patting Xu Nian's back.

"Master, I really am willing, please let him go!" Xu Nian didn't want Qingyu Zhenjun to make things difficult for Qingxuan because of her.

Most importantly, she didn't want Qingyu Zhenjun to hold a grudge about this.

She is a good teacher and a good senior sister; this matter should not become her obsession.

"Nian'er, are you really willing?" Qingyu Zhenjun looked at the cinnabar mark between Xu Nian's eyebrows with suspicion.

If she really wanted to, why was she in such a hurry to sign the Dao Contract?

If she really wants to, why not ask for her consent openly and then the two of you sign a contract?

"Master, I really am willing." Xu Nian spoke with a hint of sincerity this time, making it a little difficult for True Monarch Qingyu to discern whether her words were genuine or not.

"Since that's the case, I'll let him off this time. If he suffers any injustice in the future, just tell me, and I'll skin him alive!" After speaking gently to Xu Nian, Qingyu Zhenjun gave Qingxuan a fierce look.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. If I don't treat Niannian well, I'll end my own life without you having to lift a finger." Qingxuan's cheerful appearance made True Monarch Qingyu very unhappy.

"Qingxuan, I'll remember this debt." Qingyu Zhenjun meant that this matter was not over yet.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister, the things you're worried about won't happen." Qingxuan knew about Qingyu's troubles, but Qingxi and her master were doing well now, only she was still struggling to let go.

"Alright, get back to your Qingxuan Peak." True Monarch Qingyu chased him away, not wanting to see this junior brother who had tricked her disciple.

After Qingxuan left, True Monarch Qingyu asked Xu Nian a few more questions to make sure she wasn't unwilling before saying, "Nian'er, you should also go back to your own cave. You haven't held your Daoist couple ceremony yet, so it's not appropriate for you to live together."

"Yes, Master, then I'll head back now." Xu Nian left Qingyu Peak carrying Yuanbao, who had a very low profile.

Back in his little cave, seeing the peach blossoms still in full bloom, he felt a strange sense of peace.

She wanted to paint the peach blossom grove.

Xu Nian took out her brush, ink, paper, and inkstone and began to paint this peach blossom forest. As she painted, she suddenly remembered Ye Fuchen's face.

With a flick of her pen, a face appeared on the paper, but she paused when drawing the eyes and body.

She subconsciously felt that the eyes on that face weren't like Ye Fuchen's.

What should it look like?

Suddenly, Xu Nian thought of Qingxuan's eyes, and with a flick of her hand, the person in the painting became a familiar yet unfamiliar figure to her.

Looking at the people in the peach blossom forest in the painting, she was shocked and hurriedly drew their bodies as well.

Yuanbao, having nothing to do, wanted to see what Xu Nian was drawing. When it saw the person Xu Nian was drawing, it suddenly fell off the table.

Holy crap, how did the host manage to draw Yu Chen?

Could it be that the host's emotional memories were not completely erased?

Xu Nian stared blankly at the painting she had created, lost in thought.

Her eyes inexplicably began to moisten, and the bitterness and sorrow in her heart threatened to overwhelm her like a raging storm.

"Pfft!" Xu Nian lost control of her spiritual energy and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the drawing paper, turning the originally colorless peach blossom forest crimson.

who is he?

Xu Nian braced herself against the table, her fingernails digging holes in it, but the more she tried to recall the events, the more her head ached.

With a thud, Xu Nian collapsed to the ground, her spiritual energy surging violently within her body.

"Host, host." Yuanbao looked at Xu Nian anxiously, but was grabbed by the back of his neck and thrown away by a pair of large hands.

"Niannian, Niannian, what's wrong with you?" Qingxuan hurriedly used his spiritual power to guide the chaotic spiritual power in Xu Nian's body, but it was no use. The chaotic spiritual power in her body became even more violent.

"The painting, give me the painting." Xu Nian spat out another mouthful of blood, her eyes fixed intently on the painting on the table.

"What painting?" Qingxuan, who had just arrived, didn't understand what was happening, but still took a picture of the painting.

When he saw the person in the painting, he was struck dumb.

Niannian is because he is mentally disturbed, so what exactly is he?