After thinking for a moment, she continued to describe Yunyin's appearance.
"It is somewhat similar to Fuqu Peak of the Wenjian Sect, but it does not have the Peach Blossom Waterfall Palace Complex. Yunyin is built against the mountain, surrounded by green mountains, pine trees, and bamboo forests."
"It will be more relaxing and pleasant than the grandeur of the Sword Inquiry Sect."
"My courtyard is full of white magnolias. When they bloom, we will gather on the second floor of the pavilion. I deliberately did not build a roof. In my spare time, I will brew wine and warm tea, and set out some spiritual drinks. It will surely be a comforting experience."
She smiled sweetly, already having decided what delicious tea she would brew for them.
"Wow, I can't wait until ten days from now."
"Hey Master, can I turn back into my original form? Does Cloud Village have a place for me to take a bath?"
Baili Xijiang's eyes sparkled; he hadn't had a carefree time playing like this in a long time.
Song Tingwan smiled gently, "The mountain stream flows down, and there is a small river where you can usually boat on the green hills and clear waters. You can find a place to do that in your original form."
Song Siyao thought for a moment and added to her older sister, "There are pavilions and terraces by the mountain streams. When you transform into human form, be careful not to damage the houses."
The Cloud Hidden Clan members usually love to find a place in various mountains, listen to the waterfall-like water flowing down from above, and leisurely cultivate in a small pavilion.
She had just returned and was not used to such a leisurely life. Fortunately, she did not stay long before her elder sister suggested taking her to the Sword Inquiry Sect.
"Don't worry! I'm not the kind of dragon that causes chaos!" Baili Xijiang patted his chest and assured him.
Wan Qiji stood to the side, lost in thought. It was his first time being invited to his friend's house, and he wondered if the gifts he had prepared were presentable enough.
The group seemed lost in thought, while the Cloud Hidden disciples, who had already found their own rooms before emerging, watched them calmly.
The Cloud Hidden Clan rarely has outsiders enter, but this time they brought three with them.
If I were to suggest that the person wasn't Song Tingwan, I'd probably be scolded to death by the clan chief.
They realized once again the special connection Song Tingwan had with the Yunyin Clan.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye aboard the comfortable and luxurious spirit boat.
Song Tingwan also planned to take her little Ao out for some fresh air.
The little guy had been wanting to go outside the Lingzhou for a long time, but he was shy. Every day he would lie by the door, watching people walk around, longing to go but too afraid to go.
After leaving the Sword Inquiry Sect, everyone changed into their own clothes the next day.
Then…
Before him stood a dazzling array of luxurious robes, and Wanqiji pursed his lips in resignation as he returned to his room.
He changed into the robe they had bought for him under various pretexts.
The garment features a jet-black base with gold accents on the collar, cuffs, and hem, exuding understated elegance.
Seeing the completely transformed Aji, Song Tingwan and the others exchanged amused glances; this person had finally decided to put on new clothes.
After laughing, Song Tingwan walked back to her room. Her moon-white dress with cloud patterns fell to the ground. She pushed open the door and squatted down. The flower hairpins on both sides of her ears drooped slightly, and the pearls and jade pendants gently brushed against her cheeks.
Song Siyao and the other two, some sitting and some standing, watched her actions with curiosity.
She reached out and scooped out a snow-white, fluffy thing with both hands.
The little creature buried its head, covered its eyes with its two paws, and only left everyone with its round, chubby back view.
Qin Xi exclaimed in surprise and ran over curiously, lifting the hem of her peach blossom skirt. "Wan'er, how come there's a little spirit beast in your room?"
Is it a kitten?
She leaned closer to take a look. The little guy rested his head on Song Tingwan's hand. The tattered Moonlight Silk Silk floated gently up and poked at the little thing, pressing a small dent into the round, fluffy fur.
Song Siyao, leaning against the railing with her sword in her arms, came over unhurriedly, rubbed the little guy's head with a stern face, and said, "It's the little tiger that my older sister picked up."
At first, she held the little guy stiffly and disdainfully, but now she can calmly scratch its chin and tease it.
Song Tingwan watched her sister's actions, her eyes crinkling as she nodded.
She gently stroked the little guy's soft fur. "Its name is Xiao Ao, and it's so well-behaved."
It's a tiger.
Baili Xijiang let out a shout and swaggered past Qin Yuanyuan.
"What little tiger? Let me see."
How can such a small group protect his master?
Baili Xijiang curled his lips in disgust, grabbed the little guy by the back of the neck and lifted him up to examine him.
The terrifying aura of the dragon made Xiao Ao tremble with fear. Suddenly, he was picked up and struggled wildly, flailing his limbs in terror.
"Awooo—" Master! Help me!
Round, bright eyes, and big, furry paws patting haphazardly.
"Oh my, so cute."
Qin Xi was secretly delighted and reached out to pry Baili Xijiang's hand away.
"Don't bully it!"
Baili Xijiang let out a sound of surprise, but did not let go.
Although he was carrying it, he wasn't using much force. Song Tingwan watched them fuss helplessly and reached out to rescue the little guy.
"This little guy actually has the bloodline of the White Tiger, but it's very diluted."
They cannot compare to his noble dragon clan.
Baili Xijiang clapped his hands dismissively.
Alright, I'll barely allow it to stay by Master's side.
Song Tingwan patted Xiao Ao's back reassuringly, then took its paw and walked to Baili Xijiang's side. The little guy, with tears in his eyes, hit his arm twice.
"Let him be bad, Xiao Ao will beat him up."
She finished speaking softly with a smile, and Qin Xi also smiled and encouraged her, "He's the most deserving of a beating."
Wan Qiji had no particular feelings about the fluffy thing. He and Song Siyao stood at opposite ends, watching the three people making a ruckus in the middle with gentle expressions.
Xiao Ao, eager yet fearful, shrank into Song Tingwan's arms, and then... was directly stuffed into Baili Xijiang's arms by Song Tingwan.
Baili Xijiang caught the little guy in a fluster, then lifted him up high, saying, "I look just as good as my master, why are you so afraid of me?"
Having said that, he tucked the limp little tiger into his arms and pulled Wanqiji to wield the sword.
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