Shangshen of Penglai, Shu Yun, accepts an old friend's request to protect their son through his tribulation and picks up a pitiful little apprentice along the way.
Unexpectedly, after she...
Jiang Yan carefully peeled off the skin sticking to the flower with her fingertips, without looking up again.
Shu Yun wanted to explain, but didn't know where to begin.
"Beautiful dance!"
A shout of "Bravo!" carrying a surge of divine power rang out, followed by a chorus of praises from all around.
A red-clad fairy on a distant frost-covered flower gracefully bowed, then leaped away, her figure lithe and elegant.
"The commotion was probably heard by all the buildings in this area."
The nine-tailed fox despised these attention-seeking female immortals the most. If it weren't for the fact that Shang Shu was here, and Jiang Yan was that devil, she would have rushed up and challenged this female immortal to a duel.
In terms of looks and figure, the fox clan has never lost to anyone.
Shu Yun had also glanced at the female fairy's dance a few times; indeed, her figure was graceful and her dance was superb.
"That was a really good jump."
The nine-tailed fox refused to acknowledge the female immortal's dance, not even offering a simple "not bad," because she simply disliked these female immortals.
Of course, the goddess sitting next to me doesn't count.
She secretly watched out of the corner of her eye as Jiang Yan peeled flowers for Shu Yun; from her angle, she could only see his profile.
Even compared to the fox clan, Jiang Yan's appearance is no less impressive.
Compared to the fox clan men, Jiang Yan was less alluring and more sharp. His demeanor was not as captivating as that of the fox clan men, but rather aloof and cold.
She'd seen plenty of alluring fox-like men, but Jiang Yan's aloofness and indifference were simply mesmerizing. A few sweet words from him were enough to make her forget all her worries.
She reached behind her and stroked her eight tails.
The more she saw Jiang Yan's gentle demeanor in front of Shu Yun, the more bitter she felt. Because of Jiang Yan, her tail, which took a thousand years to grow, was severed, taking her life in his place.
She desperately longed for the love she desired, but she could only watch helplessly as Jiang Yan eagerly offered it to someone else.
The nine-tailed fox held its own tail and carefully combed its fur.
She glanced at the two out of the corner of her eye. Fortunately, the Penglai Shangshu didn't like him. Whenever she saw Jiang Yan's obscure and restrained expression, she felt a sense of satisfaction.
It's time for him to experience this feeling.
In the distance, an invisible stage seemed to have been erected out of thin air on the frost-covered flowers.
As one dance ends, the other begins.
Female immortals from various regions and sects descended to the stage to display their dance skills, unwilling to be outdone, determined to determine who was superior.
The female fairy dancing now has a pair of dragon horns on her head, and her golden fairy dress is fluttering. She dances with great enthusiasm and joy, which is completely different from the female fairy who pursued gentleness and beauty before. She is equally beautiful.
Shu Yun's gaze drifted downwards several times as she watched the dancers, but Jiang Yan never raised his head even slightly, not even sparing a glance for those vibrant and alluring female immortals.
She couldn't help but speak seriously, as if commenting on the female immortals' dance, but actually speaking to Jiang Yan, "Hmm, this Little Dragon Girl dances really well. The golden dress suits her very well, and she's quite a sight to behold."
"This youngest daughter of the Nanhai family is quite skilled at such a young age. Her dance is charming and lovely. She is not as graceful as the other female immortals. Not bad."
"Dancing among the flowers, what a magnificent sight in the three realms..."
She talked until her throat was dry, praising each person who came up, trying to attract Jiang Yan's attention.
Unfortunately, the other party seemed completely uninterested, and she couldn't detect even the slightest change in their expression.
Shu Yun sighed inwardly, wondering why he was so difficult to coax.
Just then, a female fairy entered the scene, and her dance was even more impressive than the previous ones.
She coughed lightly, intending to call out to him directly, "Hey? This female immortal dances beautifully, Jiang Yan, you..."
“Master,” Jiang Yan interrupted her.
He placed the peeled flower seeds into the luminous cup in front of Shu Yun, finally looked over, and said in a low voice, "I'm not interested in these."
"I see."
Shu Yun was somewhat disheartened.
She saw Jiang Yan lower his eyes again, about to return to the silent state he had been in, which made him seem like he had been wronged.
She hesitated for a moment and then explained, "I didn't eat the flower seeds just now. I didn't expect you to poison me. I just hadn't heard that the Frost Flower Seeds were edible and was afraid they might be poisonous. Please don't be angry."
Jiang Yan stopped what he was doing, as if he had thought of something, and looked at Shu Yun in disbelief, "Is Master trying to coax me?"
Shu Yun sighed, "I guess so. I'm not good at comforting people."
The little spirits on Penglai Island are all taken care of by Zi'e, Fengxian, and others; she just needs to be a hands-off manager.
"I thought the beautiful scenery and the lovely people in front of you would distract you, but I didn't expect you to be uninterested."
If it were Feng Ziyi, he probably would have already rushed up to flirt with that female fairy.
It was also because she didn't understand Jiang Yan, didn't know his preferences, and didn't know how to handle things when they had a disagreement.
Jiang Yan curved his eyebrows, his beautiful face strikingly handsome. "I don't understand what's good or bad about those dances, and I don't know the dancers. There's no need for me to support them."
Shu Yun nodded. "It was my oversight."
After peeling the last flower seed, Jiang Yan placed it into the luminous lamp, then pushed the small lamp, which was filled with the flower seed, towards him.
He curled his lips into a smile and looked up at her, a gesture that made him appear most obedient and softened her heart. "If the dancer is my master, I will naturally be happy to support him."