My suspicions first arose when she delivered medicine to her aunt.
What a coincidence! She had just finished crying with her best friend and went home when her friend came to deliver medicine.
Although the excuse was very good, she later asked her uncle and found out that her uncle and that senior Song were indeed on good terms.
The reason was valid, but in her heart she felt that Wan'er had sent the antidote to keep her from being sad.
At that moment, she vowed that for all eternity, she would never do anything to betray Wan'er.
Also... it seems that Wan'er's frail health is true.
Her father asked her to go back, and this time, unusually, she didn't refuse outright.
She was thinking.
If she were to properly become the young master of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, wouldn't she be better able to protect her friends?
In the cultivation world, strength reigns supreme.
But power can mobilize countless big shots.
.
"There are too many things in this world that cannot be stopped, and so is parting."
She just didn't expect that day would come so soon.
Song Tingwan gently stroked her long hair, lowered her eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "This is the cultivation world, at worst I'll buy a box of teleportation talismans and come to see you every month, how about that?"
Teleportation scrolls aren't expensive; you can buy one with a high-grade spirit stone.
But the farther the distance, the more expensive it is.
The two sects are located far apart, one in the east and the other in the west. The teleportation talisman that can connect them would probably cost several thousand high-grade spirit stones.
What does it mean to have several thousand high-grade spirit stones?
Even the sect leader of the Sword Inquiry Sect, Yan Shanjun, only had three to five hundred high-grade spirit stones as his trump card.
“…I think we can take the teleportation array.” Baili Xijiang silently approached, quietly thinking of a cheaper solution.
"Don't come near me, I hate the sight of you." Qin Xi got up from her waist and glared at him.
Baili Xijiang clicked his tongue, "Why are you like this? Fine, I'll go anyway."
"You have to go there even if you know where it is."
Qin Xi rolled her eyes, her tear stains still wet. Song Tingwan chuckled and bent down to wipe her eyes with a scented handkerchief.
"This fragrance smells so good. Wan'er has changed her fragrance so often these past two years, but none of them smell as good as your first one."
Qin Xi followed her hand, nudging her head like a puppy to sniff.
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow slightly, but before she could speak, Baili Xijiang next to her got excited again.
"Of course! Those boxes of incense were all bought by my uncle from the Cloud Peak auction house. Do you know Cloud Peak?"
Qin Xi gritted her teeth and tried to twist his arm, but couldn't budge it. She still tried her best to twist it.
"Who doesn't know! That's where countless Mahayana and Tribulation Transcending stage experts gather, where you can find fine wine costing tens of millions of top-grade spirit stones per sip, and delicacies that can lead to immortality. It's rumored that you can find merfolk and elves there, regardless of race."
Qin Xi was, after all, the young master of a sect. Although she had never been there, she had heard of the famous Cloud Palace Peak.
but…
"Does your uncle know Wan'er?"
Qin Xi looked up in confusion, only to see Wan'er, who was usually calm and collected, with a slight glint in her eyes and a slight curve at the corners of her lips.
"An old acquaintance."
She changed the scented perfume she was wearing.
During those two years, he continuously sent out a lot of incense.
In each incense box, there was a note he had placed inside.
Each word describes the scent and name of the fragrance.
It has nothing to do with romance.
Yet it surpasses even the beauty of romance.
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