Today is Lunar New Year's Eve. As agreed with Junlan, the two changed into their newly bought clothes in their respective rooms and prepared to go down the mountain.
"Does it look good?" Xi Yun asked Sui Xin as she walked over after changing her clothes, her face slightly flushed.
Xi Yun was dressed in red, with a wooden hairpin in her hair, and her light blue hair fell over her shoulders. She wore a longevity lock that emitted a faint light on her chest, but her most striking feature was her exquisite face.
Standing in front of her was Sui Xin, who was also dressed in red.
Her face was as smooth as jade, delicate yet still showing a hint of youthful innocence. She wore a talisman she had made herself at her waist, and attached to the talisman was a rather rough-looking eye band.
"Beautiful," Sui Xin said almost subconsciously. Xi Yun in front of her was stunning. Her slightly flushed face and red dress complemented each other, making her even more elegant. She was a little stunned.
"Hehe, it looks really good even when it's just casual."
Looking at the imposing Sui Xin, Xi Yun walked over and took his hand.
"It feels like we're getting married," Sui Xin joked.
To be honest, they really do look alike. The two are dressed in bright colors, and the house and the surrounding area exude a festive atmosphere, giving off a real sense of a newlywed couple.
"What? Can't wait?" Xi Yun joked, contrary to her usual self.
"Such a beautiful girl like Yun'er, of course I want to marry her as soon as possible."
"Ugh, I've been home the whole time!"
...
After exchanging a few playful words, Suixin and Xiyun prepared to set off. It was 5:30 PM, and the family gathering was scheduled to start at 7:00 PM, so they decided to go a little early.
As if by divine will, the snow stopped.
At first glance, Xuan Yu Mountain was entirely white. A small mountain of the Xuan Yu Sect, usually closed off, was now open. The thick barrier was broken, and a swarm of disciples rushed up, numbering at least six or seven hundred, roughly divided into three camps.
The group dressed in white were disciples of the Xuanyu Sect, numbering around two hundred. Beside them, equally matched, was the Tianjun Sword Sect, dressed in light gray robes. This sect was also one of the ten major sects of Xuanxing and had always maintained good relations with the Xuanyu Sect.
More than 300 people came, more than the host family; the last group consisted of core disciples from affiliated sects, numbering more than 200.
In the sky, five cultivators with terrifying cultivation stood atop the clouds, silently watching their disciples below.
“Brother Jian, your Sword Sect is still so excellent, unlike ours, which is a mixed bag,” Zheng Qiao said to an old man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes next to him.
He was dressed in a white robe, with a powerful longsword fluttering behind him.
His name is Jian Jun, one of the four Divine Profound cultivators of the Heavenly Monarch Sword Sect. He is here to escort his disciples to participate in the Divine Assembly Realm, and he has some matters to discuss with Xuan Yu.
"Brother Zheng, what are you saying? I've seen quite a few promising talents at the Xuan Yu Sect," Jian Jun said, not wanting to embarrass the host.
But a sliver of joy lingered in his heart. In terms of overall disciple quality, the Sword Sect was far superior, with several exceptionally talented individuals. In the past, it was always the Xuan Yu Sect disciples who were better than them; this was the first time in so many years that they had achieved this.
I just don't know which family has the most outstanding disciple.
"Haha, the Divine Realm is about to open. They'll have to rely on themselves to get the opportunity."
Although they only have about two hundred people, they never lack the top-tier members, and this year is especially special.
He thought most highly of Suixin and Xiyun. As he thought this, Zheng Qiao looked down.
"Huh?" Zheng Qiao was somewhat surprised not to see Sui Xin and the other two. Such an important event should not have been missed by the two of them.
"What's wrong, Brother Zheng?" Jianjun asked.
"Oh, it's nothing."
After thinking for a moment, he transmitted his voice to Liang Jing, "Junior Sister, please take everyone to the main hall for a while. I have something to attend to and will be right back."
He then bowed slightly to the three cultivators before him, saying, "I have some matters to attend to. Please go to the main hall and have a seat. I will be there shortly."
Having said that, he flew towards the Medicine Pavilion, wanting to find out the truth. He couldn't just let such an opportunity slip by.
"Is Pavilion Master Zhao here?" Zheng Qiao's voice reached Zhao Yingtian's ears before he even entered the room.
Upon hearing the voice, Zhao Yingtian immediately came out, but for a moment he forgot who the person in front of him was. "Who are you? I'm sorry, I can't remember."
Zheng Qiao frowned slightly, clearly not in good condition. He then raised his hand and sent a beam of light into Zhao Yingtian's body.
a little.
"Oh, it's Senior Zheng. What brings you here?" Zhao Yingtian's cloudy eyes brightened considerably as he cupped his hands in greeting to Zheng Qiao.
"Why didn't Suixin and Xiyun go to the Divine Realm?" he asked bluntly.
"Oh, is that so? They..."
Zhao Yingtian gave a general overview of the situation of Sui Xin and the other person.
"Nonsense! This is too careless!" Zheng Qiao couldn't help but feel angry. This was a benefit that others wouldn't even dare to dream of, yet it was handled so hastily.
Zheng Qiao was furious, but it was also clear from the side that he valued Sui Xin and Xi Yun very much.
Where did they go?
Zheng Qiao scanned Xuanyu Mountain with his divine sense but couldn't find the two of them, so he asked.
"I'm not really sure about that either."
"Senior Zheng, Suixin and Xiyun have their own difficulties, so please don't force them to go," he said, pleading for the two of them.
Zheng Qiao stared blankly for a long time, feeling somewhat helpless.
They scanned the area one last time, but still couldn't find them.
"Alas, now that we can't find them, we can only give up. What a pity," he said, turning and leaving.
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Down the mountain, the two of them had arrived at Junlan's clothing store.
Not many shops were open today, but there were still quite a few people on the street, chatting and laughing in small groups.
"Aunt Jun, we're here!"
As soon as Xi Yun entered, she saw Jun Lan sitting in a chair wearing a cheongsam.
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