Song Siyao didn't know what expression to make, so he handed her the blue gauze lantern that he had carefully selected along the way, his face expressionless.
"Although I'm late, I still wanted to give this to my older sister."
The others got really excited when they heard this, and even their drunkenness couldn't stop them from wanting to complain.
Qin Xi swayed and hugged her sister's hand, while Baili Xijiang walked step by step to her sister's other side.
"You're not late, Wan'er has been waiting for you all night."
"Let me tell you, Master didn't want our lamps because she was waiting for you to give them to her—"
"Ahem." Song Tingwan coughed lightly twice, smiling as she looked at her younger sister and reached out to rescue her from between the two.
“I’m not too late, I also have a lamp to give to Ayao.”
She slightly raised her palm, and a fiery red phoenix lantern with a hollowed-out design of a phoenix perching on a parasol tree appeared in her slender hand.
This was the most central and highest-placed phoenix lantern in the entire venue last night.
The highest bidder wins.
She spent five hundred high-grade spirit stones to buy it for her sister.
Along with her, several peak masters' daughters and sons from the Sword Inquiry Sect, as well as the most outstanding young disciples from other families, including Yun Qian, were also auctioned off.
After meeting the guests with his master and junior sister, the incident involving the secret manual in the back mountain occurred, and everyone went to the junior sister. He finally had some free time, so he ran down to join in the fun.
Everyone had quite a few spirit stones in their hands. At that time, Yun Qian nodded to her from afar, but his action of raising the price was not hesitant at all.
Although he was usually poor from raising his sword, he had saved up spirit stones for a long time specifically for this day.
Finally, Senior Sister Qianyun shook her head at him, and Yunqian had no choice but to stop.
I promised to buy it for her this year.
The sect leader's first disciple clearly gave Song Tingwan face, so the other geniuses of the Sword Inquiry Sect had no choice but to reluctantly give up raising the price.
Even after acquiring the Phoenix Lantern, Song Tingwan continued bidding. The other prodigies, after being given a dismissive glance by Yun Qian, dared not utter a word of anger.
It wasn't until Song Tingwan spent several thousand spirit stones to buy all the top ten lamps and give them to them that everyone awkwardly stammered a thank you.
Yun Qian, in particular, gave his share to Qian Yun with a bright smile.
The one in her hand was a sea-blue Chongming lamp that Junior Sister Song had specially chosen; who would care about the one in his hand?
Qianyun glared at him, then happily thanked Song Tingwan while carrying the lamp in her hand.
Helpless, Yun Qian could only carry his lantern and follow slowly.
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"What a nice view."
Song Siyao stared at the phoenix lantern without blinking.
The phoenix perches on the parasol tree, its hollowed-out phoenix depicting the process of rebirth on all four sides. The lamp wick is fueled by a strange fire, and the phoenix is lifelike.
"This kind of lamp is worthy of my sister."
Song Tingwan smiled and exchanged the lamps in their hands.
The blue gauze dress perfectly complemented her blue robe, making her appear as beautiful as a fairy, noble and elegant.
The two sisters looked at each other and smiled.
The other three were very perceptive. Qin Xi let go of his hand, shook her head, but was still dizzy. She swayed to Wan Qiji's side and grabbed his sleeve to keep herself from swaying.
"You two keep looking around, I'll take them both back."
Wan Qiji and Song Siyao nodded, and Wan Qiji easily dragged the two of them back to the sect.
He still carried a large sword on his back, and he suddenly remembered what Baili Xijiang had said when he came down the mountain.
The dark-skinned cultivator fell into deep thought, genuinely considering the feasibility of controlling the sword.
Song Siyao glanced at him a few more times, then suddenly asked her older sister, "What kind of lamp did he buy?"
She rarely showed curiosity about others, but their two sparring sessions left a deep impression on her; they were incredibly enjoyable. So she simply couldn't imagine what kind of lamp such a tall, muscular cultivator would carry without seeming out of place.
Song Tingwan followed her gaze and chuckled.
"Iron lamp".
Song Siyao turned around in confusion.
She suppressed a laugh and explained, "The longer we spend time together, the less Aji accepts our excuse of buying things for him. When he sees us saying we can't leave him out, he stares at a stall for a long time before going up and buying an iron lamp."
"Two low-grade spirit stones, shaped like a cage with a hollow center. He put a candle inside, so it could barely be considered a lamp."
He himself was quite happy.
Regardless of what others thought, they had never seen Wan Qiji so content, so they stopped insisting on buying him expensive things.
"I might be refusing you because I can't offer you something equal, or perhaps I'm afraid of getting used to it."
Song Siyao curled her lips slightly and strolled slowly through the streets with her sister, carrying lanterns.
Almost everyone who passed by exclaimed in surprise at the phoenix lantern in her hand.
Song Siyao suppressed the urge to smile and looked at her sister with a forced smile.
Song Tingwan lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, "It looks good, doesn't it? I told you it suits my sister."
It's something others can only envy.
After laughing, she continued what A Yao had just said.
"We know, but we can't help it every time."
Just like how she treats her younger sister, she wants to buy her anything nice she sees.
The same applies to Wan Qiji; they always can't help but want to give him more consideration.
"He must be very happy to have met you all."
Song Siyao truly felt this way.
Song Tingwan smiled and said, "Perhaps."
"You... what's the deal with that secret manual?"
When this was mentioned, Song Siyao also looked confused.
"I twisted my ankle and fell, landing on the inheritance. That body-refining manual is wonderfully written, so I had no choice but to hand it over to my master first."
"I'm sorry, sister."
She couldn't keep the appointment.
Surrounded by her master and a group of elders, she didn't even have time to use telepathy; she could only give her senior brother a look to relay the message.
Song Tingwan gently shook her head, indicating that it was alright.
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