Chapter 111 I Have a Son
He wants to win! He wants to win!! He really wants to win just once!!!
Jiang Xianwan smiled like a glamorous devil, her voice gentle and full of love: "Of course."
Why would you refuse money that's offered to you?
Xu Yanzhou: "..." Seriously, why did he have to be so foolish as to follow along?!
On the other side, the situation wasn't much better.
He Weiyu, her face pale, clutched her chest and swayed violently in the breeze, "We are all born of the same root, why are you so eager to harm me!"
Lin Yujin sneered, "Ha! Who shares the same roots as you? Don't try to play the victim!"
Finally, Xu Yanzhou, unable to bear it any longer, punched Yunzhou through the air. The weeping elders each picked up their own weeping disciples, thus ending this friendly exchange.
The six major sects from the north and south met, and the high-ranking officials naturally exchanged pleasantries.
Su Qingliu and the other two walked side by side behind Elder Tie, completely blocking Jiang Xianwan, with the beautiful Hua Meiren at the very front going first.
Jiang Xianwan walked alongside the sobbing He Weiyu, peering through the gaps between his three senior brothers' shoulders, his gaze falling on the leader of the Eternal Sect, who was at the head of the Northern Border team.
The young man wore a white satin robe with silver trim and flowing cloud patterns.
Graceful and elegant, pure and ethereal, like a tree of jade branches, much like a beautiful ancient melody flowing like clouds and water.
Led by him, the cultivators from the three sects of the Northern Territory all bowed respectfully to the Phoenix Sword Venerable.
Pei Chang'an spotted Jiang Xianwan in the crowd at a glance, happily raised his arm, and waved it joyfully at her.
He called out silently: Junior Sister Jiang!
The three boys: "..."
They tacitly blocked Jiang Xianwan from view, not even glancing at him, and giving their junior sister no chance to be seen by him.
Pei Chang'an: "..."
We've been through thick and thin together, you cold and heartless people!
He's really... about to cause trouble!
After leaving the Taixu Sect that day, he also went into seclusion in the Flame Cave for more than a month.
For some reason, when he came out again, his feelings of affection for Lin Qingran had faded considerably.
He even often wondered if Jiang Xianwan was telling stories to the disciples of the Taixu Sect again.
Or perhaps he was punished by doing a handstand while copying the clan rules and was also forced to eat a lot of bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat.
Also, is the phrase "feeling like we met too late" actually Jiang Xianwan?
If so, was Jiang Xianwan originally from their northern border?
Pei Chang'an couldn't help but smile at Jiang Xianwan again.
This action provoked the three teenagers to glare at him with murderous intent, their eyes flashing like daggers.
Lin Qingran glanced at the boy beside her who was laughing so smugly, and was so angry that she wanted to kick him.
Ah, men.
They're really unreliable.
Seeing Pei Chang'an's attempts to win him over were met with indifference, Xiu Yan and the others began to wildly speculate.
Some time ago, the female disciple personally taught by the Mist Master took on the entire Tai Cao Peak disciple single-handedly.
There are a hundred versions of the whole story.
In short, both versions are astonishing.
Later, they even competed for the Life Fruit in the newly opened secret realm.
Xiu Yan and Jiang Xianwan were practically inseparable (at least that's his opinion), and he deeply regretted not going to that secret realm.
He leaned closer and said honestly, "Junior Sister Jiang, I saw that woman across the street glare at you just now."
"It's that woman wearing the Eternal Sect's attire."
They were almost naming names.
He Weiyu sobbed, but still managed to say, "Yes, I saw it too."
Jiang Xianwan: "..." You two really looked very carefully.
Their voices were clear, and they deliberately didn't lower them.
When there are demons, the people in both the North and South are all on the same side. When there are no demons, the three sects in the South must naturally unite against a common enemy and stand together against outsiders, and never allow themselves to be bullied by outsiders.
Cultivators are naturally sharp-eared and sharp-eyed.
In particular, all the high-ranking officials of each faction heard it clearly.
The polite smiles on Xu Yanzhou's and Daomingzong Tianqingzong sect leaders' faces instantly tightened.
Following the sound through the mist, I slowly turned my head.
In an instant, the previously friendly atmosphere turned sour.
Hua Buxiu lightly lifted his dark eyelashes, his eyes, tinged with a hint of malice, seemingly landing on Wu Miao's head.
Eternal Sect disciple: "...?"
Pei Chang'an lowered his head in embarrassment once again.
Lin Qingran almost choked on her breath.
She tried to explain, enduring all sorts of strange looks that seemed to solidify into reality.
She was also afraid that the people from the Taixu Sect might say something to disparage her or damage her reputation in front of both realms.
I can't swallow this insult without explaining.
After several internal struggles, he could only pretend to be indifferent, letting others misunderstand him, maintaining an unperturbed and guiltless image, as if they had just farted.
Wu Miao frowned, and as he turned around, his wide sleeves trailed to the ground. Xu Yanzhou subtly blocked his view, but his voice lost some of its laughter, "Sect Leader Wu, please."
This invitation broke the eerie atmosphere, and everyone followed Fengyi Sword Master into the Xianlai Inn.
Hua Buxiu and his four wicked disciples arrived at a guest room, where Hua Buxiu waved his sleeve and set up a protective barrier.
"Shall I change your face?"
Jiang Xianwan was still feeling guilty and didn't dare to look at him. "No need."
"Alright then." Hua Buxiu glanced at his unruly disciple with his head down, and left.
Lin Yujin: "Junior sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Bai Ziye: "It's one thing that the stupidest Lin Laosan couldn't understand, but I didn't understand either."
Jiang Xianwan scratched his face, then suddenly dropped a bombshell, "Oh, this? I once stayed at the Eternal Sect for a year under the name Jiang Zaozao."
Su Qingliu was slightly taken aback, realizing that she was ready, and her fingers curled nervously under her green sleeves, "Junior Sister."
Jiang Xianwan waved his hand and continued to throw out bombshells, "Hey, I'm not a disciple, I just slept with the Northern Emperor for a year."
The three of them: "...?!"
He's asleep... the Northern Emperor!
Northern Emperor!
One year!
The three boys stared blankly at their junior sister, who was smiling faintly in the candlelight, and their eyes silently reddened.
They can guess it.
There's probably more to this story than meets the eye.
Su Qingliu closed his eyes briefly, his slightly trembling hand gently cupping Jiang Xianwan's back as he pulled her into his embrace. "It's all in the past..."
Jiang Xianwan blinked and rubbed her cheek against his clothes. "Yeah, it's all in the past."
She then said softly, "I'm sorry, I... I have one more thing, oh no, two things."
Su Qingliu slowly released her and ruffled her black hair. "Don't say sorry. If you're not ready, tell us when you're ready."
He smiled, but his brows and eyes remained closed.
"No matter what, we'll always be there for you."
Bai Ziye and Lin Yujin also came over to rub her head.
Jiang Xianwan was deeply moved and rubbed his hands together. "Well, it's nothing. Let me make this clear first: I don't consider my senior brother an outsider. I just didn't know how to bring it up later."
The three teenagers instinctively held their breath.
I have this agonizing, almost catastrophic feeling that's both terrible and not so bad.
Fine, I'll say it, but... could you please stop with these guilty little tricks?
They knew their junior sister so well.
This guilty look means you must have done something earth-shattering, something that would make even the gods and ghosts weep!
Jiang Xianwan chuckled under the tense, almost bursting gazes of the three pairs of eyes.
"Yes, I have a son."
The three of them: "...!!!" Suddenly!
"She's almost two years old."
"Jiang Xingxing's biological father is Di Yin."
"However, he is now Feng Huixue's son."
The three of them: "...!!!" Aaaaaaaahh ...
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