I learned of the whereabouts of the old master of Fengbo Valley on a sunny afternoon.
Song Xiwei has been living a fulfilling life these days, with Ao Qian urging her to eat every day, occasionally having snowball fights together, and even supervising Ao Qian's cultivation.
Aoqian's cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, with significant changes visible almost every day.
When they emerged from the peak and valley, Aoqian and Song Xiwei walked side by side.
The two possessed stunning looks and graceful figures, attracting attention wherever they went.
Having adapted to the four seasons of ice and snow in Fengbo Valley, once we leave Fengbo Valley, the outside world is already lush and vibrant, with the fields full of life in early spring.
The afternoon sun shone warmly down, and if the two of them weren't in such a hurry to get somewhere, they would have loved to bask in the sun and take a nap.
The old master of Fengbo Valley was fished out of the water by farmers in a village called Yuncun.
The old valley master had been unconscious, only waking up once occasionally to send out a distress signal, which led Song Xiwei to this place.
When Song Xiwei saw the old Valley Master, he was already on the verge of death. She transferred her spiritual energy to him and fed him a lot of spiritual pills. Finally, the old Valley Master woke up.
But the old valley master is now at his last gasp; even if he were to wake up, he would be completely exhausted.
On his deathbed, he could only entrust his final affairs: "A traitor has emerged from Fengbo Valley, harming everyone. We owe you a great debt, young friend. From now on, I hope you will take care of Fengbo Valley for me. This is the Valley Master's seal. I beg you..."
Before Song Xiwei could speak, the old valley master had already breathed his last.
“The old Valley Master must be waiting for you with his last breath,” Ao Qian said.
Song Xiwei felt that the Fengbogu seal in her hand was heavy, as if it carried too much weight.
"Young Master, we may have to stay in Peak Wave Valley for a while longer. We'll leave once we find a suitable successor to the Valley Master. Until then, please focus on your cultivation in Peak Wave Valley, okay?" Fearing that Aoqian might not be able to wait for revenge, Song Xiwei also didn't want Aoqian to feel that she had neglected his affairs.
She communicated with Aoqian in a consultative manner.
Unexpectedly, Aoqian was very reasonable and did not object to her. "Let's do it your way."
Song Xiwei looked at Ao Qian with surprise. Ao Qian in front of her was as gentle as the warm sun outside. Even so, Song Xiwei still asked him nervously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you are, don't keep it to yourself, you must tell me..."
Upon hearing this, Aoqian's smile deepened.
He clearly sensed Song Xiwei's nervousness and concern for him.
That's enough.
Reclaiming the Demon Lord's throne cannot be rushed; he can afford to wait.
Moreover, Song Xiwei has been entrusted by the old Valley Master to take over the position of Valley Master of Fengbo Valley. If I force Song Xiwei to ignore this matter, Song Xiwei will inevitably be caught in the middle.
He didn't want to put Song Xiwei in a difficult position, and besides, he was getting along very well with Song Xiwei every day in Fengbo Valley, and he was gradually growing to like Fengbo Valley, a place where it snows all year round.
"I don't feel uncomfortable." Aoqian couldn't help but reach out and smooth Song Xi's slightly furrowed brows. His fingertips gently pressed against her brow, and the warmth left there seemed to leave a burning sensation on her heart through his fingertips.
Song Xiwei was still stunned and hadn't come to her senses when she heard Ao Qian speak gently, "I've been eating and living in Fengbo Valley for so long for free, it's time to repay you. Let me help you help Fengbo Valley settle down again, okay?"
Song Xi nodded slightly, "Of course it's good, of course it's good!"
Ao was overjoyed to think that way.
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