Canxing nodded to Song Tingwan and her sister, then turned and went back.
Meanwhile, around Song Tingwan's group, Baili Lan and her husband huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.
"This kid forgets his parents as soon as he makes friends. Let's get rid of him, we can't keep him."
"Sure, but Little Black is already so big. If he gets lost, he'll fly back on his own. That's what he's saying. After this ordeal, he's going to invite his friends back to the tribe."
Baili Lan rolled her eyes. "These people are all very busy. They'll be busier than me, the Dragon Clan Chief, once we get out of here."
It would be strange if everyone could get together.
The incident caused by Canxing passed in the blink of an eye, and Song Tingwan and the others quieted down again, listening to Yan Shanjun and other seniors give instructions for what was to come.
According to Lord Yanshan, the power of the six realms will be gathered later, and Song Siyao will be the first to try out the Demon-Slaying Sword.
After all, it can split through the white mist, so it's worth a try.
The bigwigs pondered for a moment.
She's still a woman destined for greatness.
It's worth a try.
Nobody objected.
Song Siyao naturally wouldn't refuse.
But while Song Tingwan was being pulled aside by Su Xi for a chat, Song Siyao walked over to Shen Zhuochuan's side.
"Please keep a close eye on my sister and Ah-ji later."
Shen Zhuochuan raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and nodded.
"Go ahead without worry."
Song Siyao nodded, said only one sentence, and then didn't speak again.
She knew that even if she didn't say anything, Shen Zhuochuan would still do it.
Shen Zhuochuan cares about his older sister.
Naturally, they would also care about the people that their elder sister cares about.
Wan Qiji was pulled away by his grandfather for a few words of concern, and when he returned, he saw Song Siyao and Shen Zhuochuan looking at each other in silence.
He approached, puzzled. "You two were fighting?"
Song Siyao frowned. "Why are you fighting at this critical juncture?"
Wan Qiji didn't understand, but gave a soft "oh".
Shen Zhuochuan laughed, "Ayao cares about you and told me to keep an eye on your positions later."
After he finished speaking, he was glared at by the girl who had disliked him for a long time.
Shen Zhuochuan shrugged and smiled, then walked slowly toward Song Tingwan.
"...I didn't mean to look down on you. Demonic cultivators are easily targeted in the evil realm."
Song Siyao was stared at silently by Wan Qiji for a while. She turned her gaze to her elder sister and spoke coldly.
"Yes, I will be more vigilant."
The tall demonic cultivator stood before her, speaking honestly and earnestly.
But for some reason, the corners of his lips curved upwards on their own.
He himself was unaware, but Song Siyao saw it.
The corners of my lips involuntarily curled up for a moment.
Neither of them took it to heart, and they stood side by side waiting. Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere was natural and harmonious.
Over there, the demon clan chief came looking for Su Xi, but Su Xi waved goodbye to Song Tingwan.
Shen Zhuochuan stood beside the gentle woman and said with a gentle smile, "Ayao cares a lot about Aji."
Half an hour was almost up. Song Tingwan looked at the people returning to the camp one after another and smiled when she heard this.
"They have their own way of getting along, and outsiders can't quite fit in."
Occasionally, when Qin Xi clung to her, Baili Xijiang would go to Wan Qiji and Song Siyao's side when she was alone, but she could never stand the quiet atmosphere and would always squeeze over to them.
Shen Zhuochuan smiled and agreed. The two stood side by side outside the crowd, creating an atmosphere that others couldn't easily blend into.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Before leaving with her master, Song Siyao tightly grasped her older sister's hand.
Song Tingwan and her younger sister Yingying exchanged glances, and a shimmering purple lotus umbrella appeared in their hands.
A fleeting glimpse of beauty swayed between her arms.
"So what? If someone attacks me, I'll run away immediately, and if that doesn't work, I can still pierce through them with my swift movements."
The woman held a purple umbrella, her shawl fluttering in the wind, and her hair was adorned with various Buddhist artifacts, from amber and oleander hairpins to a double-fish jade pendant at her waist.
To put his younger sister at ease, he was fully armed.
Wan Qiji glanced at Shen Zhuochuan and, under Shen Zhuochuan's amused gaze, casually added a bunch of ornaments to himself for the first time.
They are all defensive magical artifacts.
Song Siyao looked at the two of them with satisfaction, then turned her gaze to Baili Xijiang and Qin Xi standing to the side.
Qin Xi had just woken up and was being supported by Baili Xijiang in a sullen mood, not really wanting to talk.
But the moment her younger sister looked at her, she snapped out of it. Her consciousness had been struggling to regain control of the evil thoughts for a long time, and she was still somewhat sluggish.
Baili Xijiang puffed out his chest, showing off the magical artifacts hanging all over his body, then glanced at his side and saw that Qin Yuanyuan was still standing there in a daze.
"So stupid."
He muttered something, and a handful of ornaments appeared in his hand. He muttered to himself as he put a bracelet on Qin Xi and hung a jade pendant on her.
“…”
Qin Xi's usually bright eyes were somewhat dim, and she watched quietly as Baili Xijiang hung defensive magical artifacts on her body.
“I have it,” she said wearily.
Baili Xijiang had never heard her sound so listless before, and paused in his act of bending down to hang the jade pendant on her waist.
"I know, I don't lack these magical artifacts."
His tone remained the same, but his movements became more cautious.
Song Tingwan, Wan Qiji, and Shen Zhuochuan also frowned and gathered around.
Ayao was led away by Yan Shanjun to prepare. She glanced at Qin Xi with concern, pursed her lips, and left.
"Are you still not fully recovered? Besides feeling tired, is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Song Tingwan held Qin Xi's other hand, speaking softly with a slight frown.
Pills can cure anything.
Spiritual energy, divine consciousness, external injuries.
But consciousness alone cannot.
Pills like the "Clear Mind Pill" can only stimulate concentration in the short term and provide temporary relief, but it is difficult to restore consciousness instantly.
As soon as Qin Xi saw her coming, he leaned against her.
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