Song Siyao's eyes darkened slightly as he spoke rationally.

“Of course not enough. I will give Qin Yuanyuan and the others a copy of the pill formula. Let’s search for it first. When the time is right, if we can openly announce the crisis of the Six Realms, that will be the best time to find all the pill formulas.”

How easy is that?

They were doing just fine; who would believe that the Six Realms were about to perish?

If such a day truly comes, and you say you want to save the world, the entire six realms will probably suspect you've gone mad.

"Only our group would believe it without hesitation."

After thinking for a moment, Song Tingwan chuckled and led A Yao out of the forbidden area.

Are you alright?

Wan Qiji was lost in thought while leaning on his sword when he saw the two of them come out. He then went up to them and asked them with concern.

"It's alright, let's go back."

As Song Tingwan spoke, she suddenly wanted to ask about the days when the Sword Sect would seize food, so she turned to Wan Qiji with a smile and said:

"Come on, it's my treat today, let's have a good meal."

Wanqiji scratched his head, puzzled as to why Wan'er was in such a good mood today.

Song Siyao stood to the side with a gloomy expression. He glanced at the scene twice, and then Wan'er pulled him away with one hand on each side to the most luxurious restaurant in Yunyin.

"Those two guys who can't hold their liquor aren't here, so we don't need to help the drunkards today."

Song Tingwan raised her glass, saying that it wouldn't be as lively without people.

But it's also rare to find peace and quiet.

"Qin Yuanyuan wakes up as soon as she touches the bed and always clings to me." Song Siyao rarely felt the urge to complain when talking about those two people who could only drink one cup of water.

Her high ponytail drooped down in a depressed mood.

He then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Wan Qiji chuckled. "Baili too, he made a huge fuss the whole way, always shouting to keep drinking."

Song Tingwan covered her lips with the cup, the aroma of the wine filling the air. She took a small sip and was already intoxicated by the wine before even drinking it.

"I wonder what those two are doing."

There is also Chenzhuochuan.

Within his mind, Xiaolong seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes.

It hesitated and slowly took flight, tentatively nuzzling its head against her consciousness.

It seemed like they were trying to comfort her when she was feeling down.

Responding to her longing.

Song Tingwan's hand trembled as she poured wine for her sister, and the wine in the pot spilled out.

"Sister?"

Song Siyao took the wine pot with a puzzled and somewhat strange expression.

After refilling everyone's glasses, he was puzzled again.

This wine pot isn't heavy.

Why are my sister's hands suddenly shaking?

"fine."

Song Tingwan smiled, clinked glasses with them, and then her consciousness returned to its source.

The intimacy was so intense it made my bones tingle.

At the summit of Yunque, Chen Zhuochuan almost dropped his gun.

Then, mocked by the two Venerable Ones with incomprehension, the calm and reliable Venerable Yun Chuan fled in disarray for the first time.

Then I sent her a voice message.

--What's wrong.

Song Tingwan had just put down her wine glass when she saw Chuanyin and felt inexplicably annoyed.

—What did you do while you were distracted? You don't know?

Chen Zhuochuan was bewildered, and restored his attention, which he had deliberately suppressed by lowering his five senses.

…I understand.

—It was instinct, not something I did intentionally.

He explained.

This caused Song Tingwan's lips to suddenly curve into a smile.

—Then I'll just return it.

Xiaolong nudged her.

Her consciousness simply slipped back.

There was nothing excessive.

It wasn't meant to tease him.

—Of course.

—I will take good care of it.

Even if you lose your five senses, you still have instincts.

It's better not to cut it.

That's a bit...overly intimate.