Five days later.
Wen Jianzong was at the foot of the mountain.
Song Tingwan held the playful little tiger in her arms, teasing it with a jingling hair ornament.
Ling had already hidden herself in the town at the foot of the mountain. Half an hour ago, she changed into a fairy dress, checked that there was no ghostly aura left, and then took out a communication talisman to call her dear sister.
"Little darling, you'll be meeting your other older sister soon."
"Your other older sister is really something, even though she seems cold and doesn't talk much—"
Song Siyao flew extremely fast on her sword, and when she landed, she heard her holding a fluffy ball of fur and teasing it.
"Yaoyao has actually reached the Foundation Establishment stage."
As soon as she looked up, she saw the person standing in front of her. Song Tingwan felt the spiritual energy around her and smiled with delight.
Having grown up wildly, Song Siyao spent most of his time healing and recuperating within the Yunyin Clan until he entered the Wenjian Sect, where he began to cultivate seriously.
Having fought desperately to survive in the past, coupled with her exceptional spiritual root talent, it's not surprising that her speed is faster than that of ordinary people.
Song Siyao pulled her hand and scanned her from head to toe more than a dozen times.
"Don't worry, it really was just refining a pill."
She smiled gently, and as she spoke, she saw the little tiger in her arms pawing at her hand, looking at Song Siyao curiously. So she put the little guy into her sister's arms.
Song Siyao, who had hurriedly scooped up the little creature, froze instantly, staring in shock at her older sister whom she hadn't seen for a month.
"what you do."
Song Tingwan reached out and pointed at the tiger cub in her arms, then took her hand and smiled casually, "This is the little tiger I rescued, isn't it cute?"
Song Siyao's face darkened as he tried to return the soft little bundle in his arms to her, saying, "Take it back."
The little tiger let out a soft howl, then nestled obediently in the unfamiliar embrace, trying to remember her scent.
With sharp features and ruthless actions, this stubborn and unyielding person is surprisingly afraid to hold the little cub in his arms.
This is truly—
So cute!
Song Tingwan let go of her hand, lifted her skirt and took two steps forward, "No way."
The woman smiled and turned her head, her ethereal, reed-colored dress layered upon layered, her hairpins swaying gently by her ears, and her crimson ribbons fluttering in the wind behind her head.
She is gentle yet radiant, and her smile is captivating.
"Cough cough."
Indeed, some people were tempted.
"Excuse me for disturbing you. My name is Su Yang, a disciple of the Tianyan Sect. May I ask if you know this young lady?"
A young man descended from the sky, dressed in a Taoist robe, exuding a profound and mysterious aura. He was deeply ignorant of such matters and therefore treated the young man with exceptional politeness.
Song Tingwan raised her eyes, her expression slightly composed.
Song Siyao's answer was—
Draw your sword.
"roll."
Pointed at by the sharp sword light, Su Yang, who was good at deduction, took a step back, inwardly lamenting but also knowing how rash he had been.
He apologized to the two sisters: "Su Yang is good at predicting the future and knows how regrettable it is to miss the opportunity. Although it is presumptuous, Su Yang still wants to know the girl's name."
Song Tingwan met his persistent gaze and suddenly smiled.
"Since you are from the Tianyan Sect, then please deduce my name."
"If we are destined to meet, we will meet again."
As she spoke, Song Siyao tacitly pulled her away on his sword.
Su Yang watched the two figures leave, a smile of interest appearing on his face.
This woman, whose horoscope is strangely obscured, is quite interesting.
.
The two sisters landed at the outer gate.
The little tiger in her arms had its fur blown into a mess by the wind, and Song Siyao carefully tucked it back into her sister's arms.
"That person was extremely presumptuous."
Song Tingwan smiled and stroked Xiao Ao's fur. "Indeed."
"I named it Xiao Ao, isn't it cute?"
She lifted the little tiger she was enjoying in her arms, her eyes crinkling with pride as she showed it off.
Song Siyao nodded lightly, "Easy to remember."
"I intended to hand over the pills you gave me during the assessment, but the elder said I had already done so."
Song Siyao felt slightly uneasy recalling the elder's suspicious look, as if she had cheated.
Song Tingwan understood, "I asked a friend to send it to the assessment."
As soon as she finished speaking, her younger sister looked at her with a complicated expression, seemingly puzzled.
"What's wrong."
After a moment's hesitation, Song Siyao finally spoke up, still puzzled: "...I know you want to keep a low profile, but there's no need to deliberately hand over incomplete pills that would land you in Class C."
As the sect leader's personal disciple, she had so many sect resources at her disposal, so she frantically absorbed everything she learned. After her sister left, she didn't pay much attention to the outer sect, but she heard many people talking about how she, with her golden light, could have a sister who couldn't even refine pills properly.
She didn't care much about the rumors, but she couldn't figure out the deeper meaning behind Song Tingwan's actions.
Her hand, which had been casually teasing the little tiger, stiffened, and Song Tingwan slowly forced a smile.
Incomplete... elixir?
"…Oh."
Baili Xijiang.
Your teacher has come to find you.
.
Outer Sect Danxiu Class C.
As soon as get out of class ended, Baili Xijiang rushed over, and as soon as he got close to Baiyuan Pavilion, he heard Qin Xi complaining.
"Wan'er, you have no idea how much has happened in the past month or so."
"That big idiot Baili got you into the worst alchemy class, Class C. He really has no talent. Even with his tall stature, he shouldn't have ended up in Class C as a physical cultivator."
"Me? Getting into Class A is a piece of cake for me! Wan Qiji is also in Class A, but his situation is complicated. The physical cultivation side argued for many days before they agreed to let him into Class A."
"Also, our younger sister has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, but you've been back for a while now, so you should have seen her by now."
Song Tingwan nodded with amusement, and when she glanced up casually, she saw Baili Xijiang rushing toward them in a flurry.
"Look, the culprit still has the nerve to show up."
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