The journey back to the sect was quite quick; the barbaric lotus boat only drifted for about half a month before stopping at the entrance of the Sword Inquiry Sect.
"Finally back! I was going to get moldy if I didn't come back soon."
On the way there, they stopped frequently and even bickered with their friends. On the way back, they didn't stop at all, and they, who hadn't slept in a long time, finally got a good night's sleep.
Song Tingwan smiled and waved her hand, putting away the lotus boat.
After washing up at the foot of the mountain and resting for a day, the four of them slowly returned to the Sword Inquiry Sect to hand in their mission.
Five people went out but only four returned, which was against the rules. Song Tingwan and the others wanted to explain the situation and hope that the elder could be understanding, but when the elder saw their names, he waved his hand and said he knew.
It is said that Qin Xi's family had already given instructions.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan and Pei Xiang'an exchanged a glance, then fell silent and said no more.
It seems that Qin Xi's family is not simple.
She's probably a young lady from a major sect.
After saying goodbye to her companions, Song Tingwan did not return to her room, but instead went to the inner gate to inquire about news.
Other disciples who entered the secret realm also couldn't contact Si Yao, just like her.
The audience remained calm, and Song Tingwan understood; she had clearly let her concern cloud her judgment.
The opportunities in secret realms all have their own rules, so it's normal to be cut off from the outside world like this, and she wouldn't normally find it strange.
But having only found Si Yao in such a short time, and with this being her first time leaving to explore the secret realm, she couldn't help but worry.
Song Tingwan walked back, silently adjusting her mindset.
Not long after returning to the sect, the communication talisman from his father rang again.
He gestured for her to use the clairvoyance mirror.
She understood, took out the spirit vision mirror from the storage bracelet, and silently recited her father's name and the spirit vision mirror's number.
The water-like spiritual mirror rippled twice, and then a slender, otherworldly-looking man appeared on the water screen.
She looked to be around thirty years old, but her eyes were gentle and compassionate, seemingly possessing a divine quality that set her apart from most people.
“Ah Wan.”
The man spoke in a gentle voice, a hint of kindness showing in his handsome features.
Song Tingwan smiled and said, "Don't you have classes today? Father actually has time to look for me."
Song Chaoxuan is the high priest of the Yunyin clan. Divination requires a lot of spiritual energy, which is harmful to his body and mind. On weekdays, when he is not divination, he attends classes at the clan school.
He smiled and shook his head, his gaze towards his eldest daughter flickering with a hint of the vastness of the starry sky and sea of clouds.
"Still can't get in touch with Si Yao?"
She sighed and shook her head, "With the elders of Songyun Peak accompanying us, as well as the sect leader's eldest disciple, Si Yao estimates there won't be any danger."
As she was comforting him, she suddenly looked up and saw that her father's eyes did not show much worry.
Song Tingwan frowned instantly. "Father did another divination?"
The divine aura surrounding Song Chaoxuan paused slightly, and he smiled guiltily at his daughter, "I couldn't help it, I just did some divination, Awan, don't worry."
She sighed and turned her head slightly as if she didn't want to talk to him, which made Song Chaoxuan coax her like he used to when they were children.
"Father was wrong. When you get home, Father will make you Shangyun cakes."
His eldest daughter was always polite and gentle in front of outsiders. The clansmen only knew that he indulged his daughter's poor health and laziness in cultivation, but they did not know how capable his daughter was.
Cloud-Hidden Clan priests have never lived long.
At his age, he should have been weak and sickly, but Awan found many spiritual plants and secretly refined an eighth-grade pill for him.
She was still young then, and despite her weak body, she was so exhausted after the elixir was completed that she had to stay in bed for a month before she could recover.
His little child only reached his waist, and for his sake, how could he not indulge his daughter and hide her talents?
"Anything else?" Song Tingwan couldn't help but glance at her father discreetly.
Song Chaoxuan smiled and said, "Also, remember to take the Qi-boosting pills."
Her heart softened; that was more like it.
"You also said that Si Yao is blessed with good fortune and will naturally turn bad luck into good. Leave the rest to me. You should do less divination. In two years, it will be the clan festival again. I will take Si Yao back then."
My father is the high priest who listens to the will of God.
Upon losing his daughter, he immediately consulted the oracle, but was punished by Heaven, his eyes bleeding and his hearing completely gone.
After a period of silence, the high priest, who had lost his wife and youngest daughter, held his eldest daughter every day and made her braids, which had been unsightly, neat and beautiful.
She was raised with three times the love her father poured into her.
Until that day, her father, with red eyes, stumbled out and pulled her along, saying that he had found her sister.
Her father worshipped the will of Heaven and often sensed it. He noticed that she was different from ordinary people, but he never interfered too much.
However, his youngest daughter was caught up in fate and wandered for more than ten years. Even though he knew that good fortune was coming his way, he was still very worried.
So Song Chaoxuan treated his eldest daughter well, but all he got in return was a helpless look from her.
Song Chaoxuan smiled, and after chatting for a few minutes, he brought up another matter.
“A friend of mine has a wife who is seriously ill and, having exhausted all other options for medicine, came to me.”
"Yunyin can't solve his predicament. I wonder if Awan has a solution."
Song Tingwan found it strange.
"Father's old friend? I've never heard Father mention him before."
Hearing her call him "father" again, Song Chaoxuan smiled helplessly.
The eldest daughter calls him "Daddy" when she's happy, and calls him "Father" when she's unhappy that he's hurting his body.
"I told you, do you still remember that jade bracelet? It belongs to Uncle Fuyin."
Song Tingwan's brows relaxed slightly as she rummaged through her childhood toys and pulled out a bracelet.
The bracelet is entirely emerald green, with a circle of bamboo leaves carved on it. The leaves are slightly raised, and each time a bamboo leaf is pressed, a different song is played.
When I was a child, I loved listening to tunes on it.
"It turns out it was a gift from Uncle Fuyin. I always thought that the person who made this bracelet must be a gentle and thoughtful person. I have always regretted not being able to thank this uncle in person."
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