So she said, "Actually, I don't think we need to hold a covenant ceremony. Many people in the Sword Sect know my background, and I'm afraid they might slander you."
Rong Xi disagreed: "They are just a bunch of rabble, don't worry about what they think."
Yun Yuan's eyes rolled. "I think we can make a pact after ascending to the upper realm. Let everyone in the four seas know about it, and everyone in the eight wastelands will come to drink. That would be more lively."
"That's fine." Rong Xi tentatively placed a kiss on her fair face. Seeing that she didn't refuse, his dark purple eyes curved slightly and he smiled tenderly.
Yun Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over to kiss him back.
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Before Yuan Qiuying had the chance to ask Yun Yuan for the martial arts techniques, she heard the news that Yun Yuan was missing.
The news of Reverend Rong Xi leaving Guiyi Sword Sect spread like wildfire within the sect, and even she, who never left Wanmu Peak, knew about it.
"Is Yun Yuan really missing?" Yuan Qiuying grabbed Song Mingyu's sleeve and asked him.
Song Mingyu was feeling irritated. When his master left, he dissolved the master-disciple contract. From now on, he was no longer his master's disciple. Who would help him solve problems when he encountered problems in his cultivation?
Yun Yuan also left with her master.
Why did Master bring Yun Yuan but not him, the second disciple? Is he an insignificant person?
Song Mingyu felt aggrieved and depressed.
When Yuan Qiuying pulled his sleeve, he suppressed his impatience and said in a relatively gentle tone:
"Yun Yuan and Reverend Rong Xi have gone to the secret realm. What do you want from her?"
"Nothing." Yuan Qiuying said, "We both came from Lufu Palace, and we are sisters. I care about her and want to talk to her."
Song Mingyu: "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about, and don't mention Lufu Palace all the time. Yun Yuan is different from you."
Yuan Qiuying's face twisted for a moment, but Song Mingyu was too annoyed to notice.
"I'll be gone for a few days. There are some fasting pills in the room. Please take care of yourself."
After he left, Yuan Qiuying was so angry that she swept the things on the table to the ground, took a deep breath and walked out of the Wanmu Hall.
There were menial disciples around the Wanmu Hall who were doing tasks to earn points. Yuan Qiuying used to think she was the hostess here and looked down on them, but this time she took the initiative to approach them and talk to them.
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