The group all looked towards Wan Qiji.
Wow, your grandfather is such a nice person.
Qin Xi patted his shoulder, looking on with envy.
Her father wouldn't part with the treasure trove of their Heavenly Mystery Sect, hehe.
Baili Xijiang let out a "yo" and curiously peeked over to take a look.
There was a commotion surrounding Wan Qiji.
Song Siyao helped her older sister back to her room, then curiously glanced at her and asked, "Did you go out to look for me alone, older sister?"
With her body so frail, how could her father bear to let her go out?
Song Tingwan smiled and sat down, taking out the spiritual tea she had hastily put away earlier and brewing it. "The Yunyin clan members all need to go out and travel."
“On my journey, I can’t bear to help the poor. I don’t know where you are or what your situation is. I worry that if I just walk by and miss you, it might be my precious little sister.”
"I can't even imagine how painful it must have been."
She made tea for her younger sister, and spoke slowly and deliberately about the past with a smile in her eyes.
Song Siyao took the teapot from her hand. "Sister, have you saved many people?"
Song Tingwan recalled those two or three years.
"I have saved humans, demons, monsters, and ghost cultivators. You know I am very fast at refining pills and am quite generous. I have also encountered people who covet my abilities, as well as some who repay kindness with enmity."
Speaking of the past, those were carefree and unrestrained days.
Like most monks traveling for the first time, he curiously stumbled into this colorful world and met many different kinds of people.
Even on our first meeting, we were able to lean on the railing, drink tea, and chat freely about all sorts of things in the world.
The connections between people are truly wondrous.
As Song Tingwan lowered her eyes to drink her tea, her brows relaxed and a faint smile played on her lips.
Upon hearing the second half, Song Siyao frowned angrily.
Song Tingwan looked up and saw her, then chuckled, "What's there to be angry about? If it's just a matter of being ungrateful, I'll let it go. But as for those who repay kindness with enmity, I've already returned the favor with poison pills."
At that time, her cultivation level was low, so she naturally wouldn't rashly go to a place full of experts.
Therefore, she mostly traveled through human territory, where she had fast-acting poison pills and treasures given to her by her clan and her father, so those people couldn't hurt her.
Unfortunately, she wasn't an expert in poison pills; the poison pills she refined couldn't even poison a Nascent Soul cultivator.
She shook her head regretfully.
Song Siyao placed Li Guang on the table, facing the sunlight streaming in from outside the door, her eyes clear and worried: "But you've caused such a commotion in the Demon Realm, and even exposed the Mahayana-stage ghost cultivator who follows you... How are you going to clean this up?"
Song Tingwan took a sip of tea as if she didn't care, and said slowly, "I will have my father tell the sect leader that I will not be returning to the Sword Inquiry Sect."
I obtained the Heavenly Bamboo and spent two years with my younger sister.
Ah Yao adapted very well and got along well with her sect, so there was no need for her to stay any longer.
There's no need to pretend anymore.
The search for the remaining two herbs may be fraught with difficulties.
What's more important than life? Covering up is nothing.
It's good to let them know she's not someone to mess with.
As for the Sword Inquiry Sect...
Ayao is growing up very fast.
Her friends were the same.
She should also travel, firstly to pursue her own path, and secondly to find traces of the two medicines.
It would be best if she could recover her health as she wishes.
Otherwise, we won't be able to catch up with them.
"You're not going back?"
Upon hearing this, Song Siyao looked at her older sister with trembling eyes, her fingers holding the cup slightly curling up.
She couldn't bear to see her older sister leave.
"You know that staying in the Sword Inquiry Sect is of no benefit to me." Seeing her sister's appearance, Song Tingwan gently comforted her.
Is Ayao really that dependent on her?
It's truly delightful.
Song Tingwan suppressed the smile in her eyes, "Does Ayao want her older sister to stay with you forever?"
She really wanted to.
But that won't work.
She needed to find two herbs that had become extinct, and she didn't want to give up as long as there was even the slightest possibility.
The claim that these things are extinct is merely a common perception; the real treasures have always been held by various powerful forces and influential figures.
For example, the Xuanhu School specializes in alchemy and medicine.
She has to go.
"Is your sister searching for the remaining few ingredients?"
After pondering for a while, Song Siyao knew her purpose without needing to guess.
She knew how eager her older sister was to recover.
But the old man in her dantian also told her that the medicinal materials needed for the Fukang Elixir were hard to find.
"The cultivation world is fraught with danger. Is my elder sister going alone?"
Song Siyao stared at her disapprovingly.
If that ghost cultivator regains his memories along the way, what will my sister do?
The cultivation world is fraught with danger and filled with powerful figures; how can one be at ease?
Song Tingwan smiled at her, "How do you know I won't let my clansmen accompany me?"
You know her so well!
Song Siyao sighed inwardly, "Although I have never met my elder sister who traveled away from home, I think you don't like to travel around with a group of people."
It would be more similar if it were her and Wan Qiji and the others.
The woman smiled, put down her jade teacup, and looked at her while resting her chin on her hand.
"Your older sister isn't stupid. With my strength, I wouldn't go near experts unless something unexpected happens."
“…I’ll go with you.” Song Siyao leaned forward and firmly grasped her older sister’s hand.
Song Tingwan paused, then slowly lifted her eyes to look at her.
Long, slender eyelashes fluttered.
"What will happen to the Sword Inquiry Sect? You are the one who will hold up the Sword Inquiry Sect."
Having inherited the bond of master-disciple relationship with Yan Shanjun, one must shoulder that responsibility for the Wenjian Sect.
Song Siyao frowned. "Then what about my older sister?"
She chuckled at his words, "I'm not a newborn baby."
Her voice was soft, sweet, and gentle, with a subtle hint of amusement.
Song Siyao felt a pang of sympathy but couldn't help glaring at her.
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