"That was my original plan, but last night I made an unexpected discovery..." Feng Che told Ji Jiuying everything that happened last night.

Ji Jiuying frowned, her mind constantly analyzing what Feng Che had said: "Second Uncle, this hairpin might indeed be a breakthrough, but wouldn't it be too risky to entrust this matter to Sister Feng?"

Ji Jiuying didn't distrust Feng Qingxue, but she was afraid that Feng Qingxue would be implicated because of this matter, since the Moon God was her master.

“But she is indeed the best choice, isn’t she?” Feng Che said, but he didn’t mention a word about the deal he made with her. In his heart, these were all unimportant things, and it didn’t matter whether he mentioned them or not!

Ji Jiuying fell silent; that was indeed true.

With her current strength, it would be difficult for her to control Yuehua using her pupil technique or soul technique. It might even startle her, which would be a loss.

At this moment, a subtle ripple came from the air, and Ji Jiuying's clear eyes flickered slightly. With a wave of her hand, she put Xiao Huang'er and Hei Xiangling into her space, and Xiao Yichen's figure appeared in Xianlin Peak.

"My dear junior nephew, did you have a good time at the academy today?"

Xiao Yichen looked at Ji Jiuying with a roguish smile, while his eyes darted around. He had clearly sensed the presence of others just now, but now only Feng Che was there. Where had he gone...?

Ji Jiuying slowly poured a cup of spiritual tea and placed it in front of Xiao Yichen: "Not bad!"

"Brother Feng, have you made any new discoveries?"

Feng Che told Xiao Yichen what happened last night. A look of surprise flashed in Xiao Yichen's eyes. Kamakura was hiding so well.

"Yuehua is always cautious in her actions. It might be difficult for her to get the hairpin on her own. How about I lure her away?"

Feng Che glanced at Ji Jiuying and nodded. "How about tonight? I happen to have some matters to discuss with the leaders of various sects."

"good."

"By the way, Uncle-Master, do you have a portrait of the Kamakura God?" Ji Jiuying asked Xiao Yichen.

"A portrait of Kamakura?"

Xiao Yichen frowned and shook his head: "Why would I draw a man when I have nothing better to do? But since Jiu'er wants one, I can draw one for you."

"Jiu'er, what do you need his portrait for?" Feng Che asked in confusion.

"N-nothing!"

Ji Jiuying lowered her eyes, recalling the dream she had fallen into in the Demon Realm.

——

Night falls.

call out!

A flash of cold light streaked past, and Feng Qingxue suddenly looked at the dart on the door, her heart filled with joy.

He pulled the dart out, opened the note on it, then conjured a fire to destroy it, and took out a set of night clothes that he had prepared beforehand from his spatial ring.

They arrived at the Lotus Peak of the Moon Goddess with ease and carefully entered Moon Goddess's bedroom.

Feng Che said that Yuehua wouldn't be coming back to Lianhua Feng tonight, and told her to look for the hairpin without worry.

Even so, this was the first time she had done something like this, so she was inevitably a little nervous. However, despite her nervousness, she remained extremely vigilant.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qingxue frowned and looked around.

Strange, we've searched everywhere we could think of, but there's no trace of the hairpin. The only ones we've found are the ones that Master usually wears herself.

Could it be stored in a spatial dimension? That would be a huge problem! Feng Qingxue gritted her teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes. She didn't leave until dawn, but she found nothing.

The next evening, just as Feng Qingxue was about to put on her night clothes, she heard her master's voice outside the door. Feng Qingxue panicked and quickly put away her night clothes. Why was her master looking for her so late? Could it be that she had been discovered last night?

Feng Qingxue nervously opened the door, pretending to rub her eyes: "Master?"

"Master, why are you here so late to see Qingxue? Is there something you need?"

"Qingxue, I do have something to discuss with you. I want to talk to you about some things... Am I disturbing your rest?" Although Yuehua was smiling, Feng Qingxue could clearly see the sadness in her eyes and understood why Yuehua had come to see her.

Since we can't find the hairpin, we might as well talk to our master first; we might gain something from it.

"Master, no, no, Qingxue is willing to share your burdens."

Feng Qingxue smiled.

"Then let's go to Lianhua Peak!"

"good!"

Soon, Feng Qingxue followed Yuehua to Lianhua Peak. Yuehua took out two jars of wine from her spatial storage: "Qingxue, how about having a couple of drinks with your master?"

Feng Qingxue's eyes flickered, and she nodded slightly. Although she couldn't hold her liquor, she was determined to find the hairpin!

"good."

“I remember that Qingxue is not a good drinker, so Qingxue can just have a small drink with me,” Yuehua said.

After downing a cup of wine, Yuehua chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Qingxue, you said that Kamakura has been dead for so many years, yet I still can't let go of him. Am I being foolish?"

Looking at the moonlight, Feng Qingxue's eyes showed a hint of heartache: "Master, look ahead, perhaps there is great scenery ahead, why confine yourself like this..."

"I'm waiting, waiting for an impossible outcome..." After saying that, he downed another glass of wine.

Before we knew it, it was already midnight, and the moonlight was already half-drunk.

"Qingxue, do you know? It's not that I'm deliberately trapping myself in this, but I've always had a feeling that Kamakura isn't actually dead..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingxue was slightly taken aback: "Master, you've had too much to drink!"

"If Kamakura Shinto is still alive, why doesn't he come back!"

Yuehua slumped onto the table and chuckled softly, "Yes, your teacher is drunk..."

As she spoke, a hairpin appeared out of thin air in her hand. Feng Qingxue's breath hitched, and her body trembled slightly. It was...!

Feng Qingxue came to her senses and quickly calmed down: "Master, you're drunk. Let Qingxue help you inside to rest!"

As she spoke, Yuehua helped her up and placed the hairpin in front of her eyes: "Qingxue, every time I look at this hairpin, I feel heartbroken. I can't understand what kind of woman could make him suddenly change into a different person."

Feng Qingxue didn't reply, but carefully placed Yuehua on the bed. Yuehua, who had been chattering incessantly, now had her eyes tightly closed.

"master?"

"master?"

Feng Qingxue shook Yuehua, and seeing that she did not respond, she bit her lip and her gaze fell on the hairpin in Yuehua's hand.

She carefully took the hairpin, took out the paper and pen she had prepared beforehand, and drew the hairpin. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she put the hairpin back in Yuehua's hand, covered her with the quilt, and left.

However, as she left, Yuehua, who had been completely drunk and unconscious, opened her eyes, and there was not a trace of drunkenness in them...