Looking at the brocade pouch, Qiyue's eyes lit up with a smile: "You have your chance to repay this kindness now."
Xi Ning was taken aback. Um... something feels off.
"What's wrong with you?" Qi Yue looked at the other person's stunned expression and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. She had just said she would repay the favor, would she go back on her word now?
Fortunately, what the other person said next put her mind at ease.
Looking at the bright concern and worry on the face of the man who was half a head taller than her and whose handsome appearance was almost otherworldly, and remembering that the man had just said that he had just ascended from the lower realm, the strange feeling in Xi Ning's heart subsided.
"I apologize, I was distracted just now. Please speak, fellow Daoist."
"It's like this, since you're from a major sect, I'd like to ask you to help me find a few people." As Qiyue spoke, she took out portraits of several people that she had prepared in the lower realm and unfolded them in front of Xi Ning.
Looking at the portraits of several exceptionally handsome men with distinct styles, one of whom, a man in red, was even more alluring than the person before her, and another woman in white whose beauty and aloof demeanor could not be concealed, Xi Ning's beautiful eyes trembled slightly.
These people truly have appearances that are rare in the world.
Not missing the astonishment in Xi Ning's eyes, Qi Yue proudly raised her chin and pointed to Lou Xuanzhi, who was dressed in a striking red robe, and the others: "This is my master, and these are my senior brothers and sisters. They ascended before me, and they are the ones I'm looking for."
Isn't it beautiful?
Speaking of those people, a soft look appeared on Qiyue's indifferent face: "They are the best people to me in this world."
Although Xi Ning was somewhat surprised by the unique words Qi Yue used to praise someone, she still nodded: "Beautiful."
Then, as if remembering something, she said to Qiyue, "I also have someone very important in my heart, and this is what she gave me."
As she spoke, she pulled up her sleeve to reveal a bracelet of small, silent bells, and gently assured them, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you find them."
"In that case, I'll trouble you." Qi Yue rolled up the portrait and handed it to Xi Ning, her face showing gratitude, but her expression returned to its usual indifference.
"You probably don't have anywhere to go right now, do you?" Xi Ning asked, putting away the portrait.
July nodded noncommittally and replied with a faint "Mm".
With deep eyes, she knew there was nowhere for her to go for the time being, but she planned to visit the Tengshe clan and ask them to help her find her master and the others, which should make things easier.
Looking at the indifferent man, Xi Ning said, "Since that's the case, why don't you come and stay temporarily at my Shangyuan Sect? You are my savior, and the sect leader and elders will agree."
Upon hearing this, Qiyue shook her head. She had no intention of getting involved with the Yuan Sect. Saving her was merely a means to use her to help her find her master and the others.
Xi Ning was a little surprised to be rejected; she thought he would go.
"So where do you plan to go next? If I get news about your master and the others, how will I find you?" This was a question that Xi Ning was particularly concerned about.
Qiyue took out a recording stone that she had prepared beforehand and handed it to Xi Ning: "You just need to show them this, and they will know."
"This is a photo stone." Xi Ning looked at the light blue, crystal-like stone in her hand, instinctively wanting to look at it, but couldn't open it.
July: "I've placed a restriction inside; no one but my master and the others can open it."
Xi Ning suddenly snapped back to reality, her face flushed with embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I just..."
"It's nothing." Qiyue interrupted her, smiling faintly, "Thank you, goodbye."
After saying that, Qiyue mounted her spirit sword, looked down at Xi Ning, sighed, and finally couldn't help but remind Xi Ning.
"Since we have met, it must be fate. I advise you to leave this place. This is not something your Shangyuan Sect should concern itself with, lest you bring great disaster upon yourself."
Xi Ning froze, her pupils contracted, and her hands tightened involuntarily. Just as she was about to ask, "Do you know something?", Qi Yue had already disappeared.
Looking at the memory bead in her hand, her eyes flickered. She glanced at the place she was originally going to, and thinking about everything that had happened since she was chased here, she slowly loosened her grip.
The Qingyang Sect dared to do this because there must be someone supporting them. Whoever that person is, she could sense from Pei Luo's words that it was someone she and the sect could not shake.
Since it is a decree issued by the Immortal Palace, then let the Immortal Palace issue it.
Thinking it over, she composed herself and turned around.
Sitting cross-legged on the sword, Qi Yue frowned deeply, hoping that Xi Ning would heed her advice and not act recklessly with a heart full of justice, as that would only lead to a quicker death.
Green grass slowly appeared ahead, and Qiyue finally smiled. She had finally escaped this awful place.
Sheathed her spirit sword, Qiyue landed slowly, and what appeared before her was a small village. The villagers were all ordinary people without spiritual roots and unarmed.
Thinking of what Xi Ning had said, she frowned.
Letting a group of mortals live outside the ancient demon-suppressed land is a clever idea. Even if the demons reappear, these mortals will be the first to be killed. These immortal families really know how to come up with such a plan.
A group of hypocrites who appear virtuous but are actually morally upright.
"You lowly wretch! How dare you soil my clothes!"
A harsh rebuke reached her ears. Qi Yue squinted and saw a group of children playing and laughing, accidentally bumping into a cultivator.
Judging from their appearance, they are disciples of the Qingyang Sect as described in the original work.
Tsk.
It's absolutely disgusting. He bullies the weak just because he has cultivation, and he uses his words to seek fame and reputation. He commits evil deeds in the name of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path. And this kind of person is actually a disciple of the immortal sect.
It's utterly ridiculous.
I really want to tear his face apart.
"Senior brother, there's someone over there." Just as Qiyue was thinking, a voice rang out.
The disciple who had just been so menacing as to try to kill the child immediately threw the child to the ground and walked towards Qiyue with a wary expression.
A sly glint flashed in Qiyue's eyes. She concealed her aura and suppressed her cultivation. In the next instant, her bright eyes suddenly became dull and lifeless. She picked up a stick from the ground, held it in her hand, and groped her way forward while coughing.
"Hey, Senior Brother Zhang, this guy is blind, and he's also a tuberculosis patient."
The disciple named Chen Er spoke with ill intent, glancing at Zhang Huaiyang.
A sinister smile curled at the corner of Zhang Huaiyang's lips. His gaze fell on Qi Yue's face, and after observing his cultivation level, humiliating words poured out of his mouth.
"She's a blind man with cultivation, and her face is strangely pretty. Could she be the plaything of that perverted young master of the Li family? She looks like she knows how to serve people. Tie her up and send her to the Li family. Otherwise, that good-for-nothing might not be able to find her and cause trouble."
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang." Upon hearing this, the others walked towards Qiyue with ill intentions. Qiyue looked at these people with fear, but the moment they approached, she quickly stuck talismans on them.
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