Leng Tianlang also said, "Grandmaster Uncle, it's not that we're bullying her, it's that Grandmaster said we should go home, and I even wanted my junior uncle to come to my house to play."
Qing Xuanzi breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Rong Jiaojiao's red eyes, he said with heartache, "Disciple, don't cry. Master has brought you back. I'll take you home now, okay?"
Rong Jiaojiao leaned on Qing Xuanzi's shoulder and nodded in agreement.
Qing Xuanzi gently patted her shoulder, stood up and said to Leng Qianjue, "Thank you for taking care of Jiaojiao, Grandmaster."
He took out a box and said, "This is a Venus Tempering Grass to enhance your physical body."
Leng Qianjue took the box, opened it, glanced at it, and immediately closed it back to him: "This spiritual herb is no longer of much use to me. You should take it back and consume it yourself, strengthen your muscles and bones, and strive to break through to the Celestial Master realm as soon as possible."
Qing Xuanzi pushed it back: "You said it yourself that it's not very useful, but it's not that it's completely useless. Strengthening your physique is more important than anything else."
In the world of Xuanxiu (mystical cultivation), everyone knows that if one cannot continue to break through, strengthening one's physical body even slightly can extend one's life by several years. Therefore, the Xuanqing Sect places special emphasis on tempering the physical body and bones.
If Leng Qianjue lives longer in the Xuanqing Sect, his faction will have more say wherever they go.
Seeing that Leng Qianjue was about to refuse, Qing Xuanzi said, "If you feel bad about it, give me your pharmacopoeia and I'll copy it for Jiaojiao to study."
Rong Jiaojiao looked at Leng Qianjue expectantly, and Leng Qianjue finally nodded: "Give it back to me when you're done copying."
Qing Xuanzi was overjoyed: "Of course."
Leng Qianjue's pharmacopoeia has his own annotations. He didn't care about it before because he didn't want to refine medicine, but Rong Jiaojiao is different. She must have a copy of this pharmacopoeia.
Leng Qianjue waved his hand and said, "You all should leave now. Take these children down the mountain."
"knew!"
Each of them had a spatial storage talisman, and they rolled up their bedding and headed down the mountain.
Rong Jiaojiao also ran back to her room to pack her things, picked up Ziling and went out to say goodbye to Leng Qianjue: "Grandmaster, wait for Jiaojiao to learn how to refine pills, and I will send them to you then."
Leng Qianjue smiled and waved her hand, "Alright, everyone go back now. After you get back, continue to cultivate diligently and don't slack off."
Everyone responded, "We will!"
Watching everyone leave, I breathed a sigh of relief. Taking care of a group of kids is really not easy. I must never do this again.
Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Qing Xuanzi said to Leng Tianyou and the others, "Take Du Qingshuang home first, then you can go back."
Leng Tianyou said, "Don't worry, Grandmaster Uncle, we're not far apart, it's on our way."
"Okay, that's good. Let's go back now!"
Leng Tianlang asked Qing Xuanzi, "Grandmaster Uncle, can we still go to find Junior Uncle?"
He also wanted Rong Jiaojiao to help him sense spatial power again!
Qing Xuanzi shook his head: "Not for now, let's talk about it in a few days."
He is now eager to go back and verify his feelings.
Okay~~
Although Leng Tianlang was somewhat unwilling, he still nodded and took Du Qingshuang's hand, saying, "Senior Sister Qingshuang, let's take you home first."
Du Qingshuang smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."
Qing Xuanzi watched them leave before taking Rong Jiaojiao home. The master and disciple remained silent the entire way, creating a somewhat somber atmosphere, which made Rong Jiaojiao feel very uneasy.
Upon arriving at the courtyard, Rong Jiaojiao put Ziling down. As soon as Ziling returned to a familiar place, she immediately started running around the courtyard happily.
Qing Xuanzi activated the formation in the courtyard before looking at Rong Jiaojiao seriously and saying, "Jiaojiao, tell me what happened to you?"
Rong Jiaojiao nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, just as she was thinking of a suitable explanation, when Qing Xuanzi said coldly, "Are you still my Jiaojiao?"
Seeing Rong Jiaojiao's surprised yet somewhat guilty look, Qing Xuanzi felt as if his heart was immersed in an icy pool, chilled to the bone.
A long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, pointed directly at Rong Jiaojiao's throat, and he said with hatred in his eyes, "Who are you? Where is my Jiaojiao?"
"Speak, or I'll kill you!"
Upon seeing this, Zi Ling immediately rushed over to attack Qing Xuanzi, but he immobilized her with a spell, leaving her only able to anxiously squeak and scream in her mind.
Rong Jiaojiao paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master, Jiaojiao is still Jiaojiao. Please sit down first, and Jiaojiao will tell you slowly."
Qing Xuanzi, however, was on high alert. He had noticed earlier with Leng Qianjue that Rong Jiaojiao was somewhat awkwardly resistant to his advances. Upon closer observation, he discovered that a hint of maturity would occasionally flash in her eyes.
Although it was a small thing, how could it escape the memory of the person who raised her from childhood?
Upon seeing her astonished expression, he felt as if his internal organs were being roasted by fire.
If he hadn't sensed that Rong Jiaojiao's original aura was still present, he would have killed her with a single sword strike long ago.
On the way back, Qing Xuanzi thought a lot, and he even began to suspect Leng Qianjue, whose lifespan was not very long.
He said coldly, "You speak."
Rong Jiaojiao recounted everything that had happened to her after Qing Xuanzi left, omitting the rest and focusing on the dream. She concluded by saying, "Master, I am still me. I just had a real dream."
Qing Xuanzi recalled what Lord Fan Wujiu had said before, that Rong Jiaojiao was a little unlucky. Could he mean that Rong Jiaojiao was unlucky enough to have her soul taken by the wrong person?
“But you’ve become estranged from your master!” He still wanted to confirm further.
Rong Jiaojiao said shyly, "Master, Jiaojiao feels that I should be an adult and shouldn't act like a child anymore."
Qing Xuanzi sheathed his sword in his sleeve and said, "Nonsense. Since you've been reincarnated, you're a child. How can you be an adult?"
Rong Jiaojiao didn't say anything, but her eyes crinkled with laughter.
But Qing Xuanzi still said seriously, "Jiaojiao, it's not that your master doesn't want to believe you, but your master can't ignore it. So, are you willing to let your master examine your sea of consciousness?"
Rong Jiaojiao did not object. Her master was the closest person to her in this world, and she would not allow any discord to arise between them.
Seeing Rong Jiaojiao nod, Qing Xuanzi breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Although he believed most of what Rong Jiaojiao said, he still took precautions before slowly walking up to her, gently touching her brow with his finger, closing his eyes, and beginning to probe her consciousness.
The sea of consciousness is the most mysterious and important place for cultivators of the profound. It is like a vast and boundless ocean, carrying a person's memories and the origin of their soul.
Qing Xuanzi knew that only by examining Rong Jiaojiao's sea of consciousness could he truly ascertain her identity and condition.
When Qing Xuanzi's consciousness entered Rong Jiaojiao's sea of consciousness, he was shocked by the scene before him.
Rong Jiaojiao's sea of consciousness was exceptionally pure, like a flawless crystal lake, clear and transparent, without a trace of impurity.
In the center of her sea of consciousness, there was a white sphere radiating a soft glow, surrounded by a very faint golden edge—that was Rong Jiaojiao's soul essence.
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