The villa atop Yuquan Mountain is naturally serene, especially the lotus pond outside, where flowers bloom year-round, and the red carp within are considered auspicious creatures. Almost every visitor is awestruck by the beauty of the place.
However, the beautiful scenery on the mountaintop paled in comparison to that graceful figure.
Her long hair flowed freely, she wore white clothes that were whiter than snow, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, and the lines of her fair neck resembled the arc of a crane cutting through the snowy sky.
Standing there, he looked like the most beautiful painting.
The moonlight shone down, and a radiant vortex seemed to form around her, making her clearly the most beautiful and eye-catching protagonist in the painting.
"Sister Yan!" Upon seeing her, Zu An was both surprised and delighted, never expecting to reunite with her here.
Although I often think of the other person and feel a sense of familiarity, upon closer reflection, it has been a very, very long time since we last met.
“You spoke very well. I used to consider myself a senior in front of you, but after listening to your sermon just now, even I have benefited a lot. Now you can be my master.” Yan Xuehen’s voice was still pleasant to listen to, but to Zu An, her tone felt colder than the night wind on the mountaintop.
However, he didn't care too much. Yan Xuehen was originally designed as an ice fairy, so it would be strange if she changed.
"I wouldn't dare be your master, you should be the master." Zu An walked over with a smile.
Yan Xuehen subtly moved to the side, maintaining a safe distance from him: "The cultivation world never emphasizes age or seniority; it prioritizes those who have achieved the highest level. Your current level far surpasses that of Zhao Hao and the Demon Emperor back then. You can be the teacher of all the strong people in the world, and I am no exception."
Sensing her estrangement, Zu An frowned and pulled her into a tight embrace: "You seem to have changed since I last saw you."
Yan Xuehen originally wanted to hide, but Zu An's every move was in accordance with the will of Heaven, so how could she force him to do so?
Feeling his warm embrace, Yan Xuehen frowned slightly: "Is this all the kung fu you're going to use against me?"
"Who told you to keep dodging?" Zuan retorted confidently.
“You now stand at the pinnacle of human history, how can you still act like that scoundrel before?” Yan Xuehen’s tone finally showed some emotion. She tried to break free several times but failed, and could only say coldly, “I ask the Regent to have some self-respect. After all, I am Chu Yan’s master, and this is the sacred ground of the academy…”
Pop!
Before she could finish speaking, she was kissed by the other person.
The key point is that the other party seemed to be deliberately making an unusually loud sound as if it were a prank.
Her skin, which was originally as white as snow, visibly flushed with a rosy hue: "You rascal!"
In the eyes of Baiyujing's disciples of all generations, the abbot of Yanguan was beautiful, but he was just too cold.
She seems to have no expression at all, and many people imagine how charming she would be if she smiled.
Unfortunately, over the years, people have almost never seen her smile, let alone blush or be shy.
But every time she's in front of Zuan, she always manages to show this unknown side of herself.
Seeing her coquettish yet reproachful expression, Zu An thought that there was no beauty in the world more stunning than her, and he couldn't resist kissing her cheek again.
Unable to break free, Yan Xuehen could only say with a stern face, "I can't beat you right now, but are you the kind of person who bullies women just because of your cultivation level?"
Zuan laughed: "Of course, walking chickens and fighting dogs, and taking advantage of my free time to harass respectable women on the street was my dream back then."
Yan Xuehen: "???"
She was truly shocked by this guy's lazy and shameless appearance.
She said with a hint of helplessness, "Ah Zu, didn't we agree last time that we would forget about the past and continue to get along like normal friends?"
“That’s normal,” Zuan said dismissively.
Yan Xuehen was somewhat annoyed: "Do you hug a normal friend like this?"
Anger from Yan Xuehen: +22 +22 +22...
Zuan thought that his male friends would certainly not hug him like that, but his female friends seemed to be able to hug him like that. Of course, he would never dare to say this out loud.
Yan Xuehen sighed softly, "Grandpa, I am, after all, Chu Yan's master."
"So what?" Zu An thought to himself that Chu Yan already knew about their relationship, but he had promised Chu Yan that he would keep it a secret from her, so it wouldn't be good to betray her now.
"Stop fooling around." Yan Xuehen glared at him with a stern face.
“If I remember correctly, you promised me one hundred more times last time. You are the leader of a sect, you can’t go back on your word.” Zu’an helped her recall the situation of their last meeting.
"I didn't agree a hundred times, I only agreed three times..." Yan Xuehen blurted out, finally realizing she had fallen for Zu An's trick, and threw a flurry of punches at his chest.
Seeing that she had finally returned to normal, Zu'an couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Can you let me go first? I have something to say." After the two had been playfully fighting for a while, Yan Xuehen was panting heavily.
She had looked outside several times, fearing that other people from the academy might come to see their High Priest, since he seemed quite popular these days.
"You still admit it after three times?" Zu'an seized the opportunity to ask.
Yan Xuehen was a little annoyed. This guy was determined not to let go until he admitted it, so she could only give a barely audible "hmm".
Seeing her shy expression, Zu'an was even more delighted.
After not seeing her for several years, he noticed that Yan Xuehen had become even more indifferent than before.
This has nothing to do with the feelings between the two, but rather it means that her skills have reached a new level.
The Supreme Forgetfulness Technique she cultivated required her to abandon human emotions. He had a premonition that if he had let her have her way, their relationship might have ended there.
However, as the old saying goes, even a virtuous woman can be swayed by a persistent suitor.
Yan Xuehen glanced at the man beside her, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a long while, she finally spoke, "Have you found a way to save Chu Yan?"
"I've found Chu Yan and temporarily saved her life, but her condition is hard to describe as just alive." When talking about Chu Yan, Zu An's playful smile vanished completely.
"What exactly happened?" Yan Xuehen hurriedly grabbed his hand, extremely nervous.
“You don’t need to be nervous. Chu Yan now exists as a soul, and it’s not as bad as you think. The situation is under control for the time being…” Zu An then gave her a general explanation of the Naihe Bridge and the Wangchuan River.
Even though Yan Xuehen usually suppresses all emotions and desires, tears were faintly visible in her eyes at this moment: "Chu Yan is suffering there all by herself, it's so pitiful."
Suddenly she looked up and said, "I want to see her!"
She was still worried and wanted to see the other person's condition in person.
"That's the world of the dead; the living can't go there."
"Aren't you the Lord of the World now, and the ruler of the Underworld? Don't you have any solutions?" Yan Xuehen looked at him expectantly.
Zuan pondered for a moment: "There is a way, soul separation, but it carries many risks..."
Yan Xuehen's attitude was exceptionally firm: "I'll go!"
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