If so, what role does Wutong Mountain play in it?
Ascension...is of paramount importance to the Heavenly Dao.
If A Yao fails to ascend again, she doesn't dare to gamble on whether there will be a fourth chance in this world.
Was it a book, or a storybook, that told her about her ordeal?
Song Tingwan looked up at the sky with a complicated expression.
The sky was a clear, cloudless blue.
In her eyes, however, it always seemed like a storm cloud was about to surge at any moment.
"You said... could Wu Ling take me with her?" Qin Xi held her hand, her soft voice filled with worry.
Song Tingwan chuckled, "Recently, while you were having fun, many people from the Tianji Sect have been begging you to come back. I suppose your father and the others are getting anxious too."
If it really comes down to Wutong Mountain.
Among them was a powerful being at the Tribulation Transcending stage.
She didn't want to see the vibrant Qin Yuanyuan die in front of her again.
Her agonizing heart softened as she looked at Qin Xi with tender eyes.
"But I just want to stay with you all," Qin Xi said, stubbornly insisting.
"Or, Wan'er, why don't you come back to Tianji Sect with me for a while?"
Those big, round eyes darted around, hatching a cunning and wicked plan.
At that time, she would take Wan'er out to play every day, showing her all the precious pills and beautiful women!
I guarantee Wan'er won't want to leave.
Song Tingwan chuckled, "You and my apprentice really do think alike."
One asked her to go to the Heavenly Mystery Sect, and the other asked her to visit the Dragon Clan.
"Sigh, there's nothing fun about the Dragon Clan. Wan'er, come to the Heavenly Mystery Sect!"
She kept whining and coquettishly whining, making Song Tingwan feel dizzy.
Just as she was about to answer, the painted boat not far away was suddenly shattered by powerful spiritual energy, and the two groups started fighting in mid-air.
The waves surged, nearly capsizing the pleasure boat they were on.
The people on the surrounding pleasure boats seemed to take it all in stride, keeping their boats a little further away.
The boatman who was in charge of the pleasure boat on the first floor also rushed up and asked them not to panic.
"The people from Lord Yun Chuan will come to mediate the fight soon. I'll find a good spot for the two fairies where they won't get caught in the crossfire and can still see the place."
"I find the two fairies unfamiliar. Let's see how we fare later. If Venerable Yun Chuan comes in person, you'll be very fortunate. None of the immortal lords outside can compare to our Venerable."
Qin Xi and Song Tingwan covered their mouths and laughed, without refuting the boatman's words.
Qin Xi glanced at Wan'er and asked, "Are there many people who admire Venerable Yun Chuan?"
The boatman laughed, and after glancing around to make sure there were no other female cultivators, he whispered to them, "There used to be more, but Venerable Yun Chuan has a bad temper, so there are fewer and fewer now."
Qin Xi wanted to ask how bad his temper was.
As a result, Song Tingwan stopped him.
She chuckled and stopped asking.
The pleasure boat slowly sailed away from the center of the fight. The boatman was very kind and actually stopped in a position where it was out of the way and had a very good view.
Before long, the two groups that were fighting were separated by the domineering spiritual energy, and then one person stood between the two groups, with an imposing aura.
Song Tingwan looked at him from the second floor of the painted boat, and felt like laughing.
He had a cold expression on his face, even though he had been smiling warmly when he saw them off that morning.
After forcefully stopping the two groups of people and getting them to behave, Shen Zhuochuan was about to leave when he unexpectedly spotted a graceful woman standing by the railing on the second floor.
He paused slightly, then smiled and walked straight towards them.
Song Tingwan smiled gently as she watched him descend from the sky.
Qin Xi, being quite perceptive, took two steps back. When the man landed next to Song Tingwan, she also stepped back down one floor.
"You weren't surprised when those people started fighting, were you?"
With a jade crown gleaming, Chen Zhuochuan asked with a deep smile.
Song Tingwan shook her head, her eyes crinkling with a playful smile: "So this is how intimidating Lord Yun Chuan's aura is on ordinary days."
"Oh? Did I scare you?" He chuckled helplessly.
She just smiled and didn't say anything, and the two joked around for a few more minutes.
Then, he took Qin Xi with him and returned to the mansion together.
Baili Xijiang was panting heavily from practicing, and he had just taken a short break to rest for a cup of tea when they all returned.
Then they all gathered around and watched his uncle scold him.
Baili Xijiang looked pitiful and had just glanced at his master when Shen Zhuochuan stepped forward and blocked his view of pleading for help.
"Keep practicing."
He patted his nephew on the shoulder and pushed him back to the middle of the yard.
Qin Xi suppressed a laugh, making sarcastic remarks from the side, and happily ate the sweet pastries under Baili Xijiang's watchful eye.
Shen Zhuochuan and Song Tingwan exchanged a glance and looked at the two of them with a smile.
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Even in early winter, the Cloud Palace remains bustling despite the cool weather.
It can sweep away all the troubles in one's heart.
But today, suddenly, five Nascent Soul stage cultivators died in a shop.
It is said that his death was bizarre and did not resemble a normal death.
Shen Zhuochuan, who had been playing chess and brewing tea with them, hurried over with a sullen face.
The remaining people had different expressions and felt very strange.
"Such strange things can happen atop this cloud-covered palace?"
Wan Qiji asked in confusion.
Song Tingwan also frowned.
But besides this strange occurrence, in the past few days, when Song Tingwan went out, she often saw people asking for elixirs.
Some are expensive, while others are so pitiful they bring tears to your eyes.
There was even a woman who knelt down in front of her and begged a sage alchemist to save her father.
At first, Song Tingwan felt some pity for her.
But she felt something was wrong, so A Yao pulled her away and told Bai Li Di about it.
Baili Di was one of Shen Zhuochuan's right-hand men. He was currently overwhelmed with the investigation into the strangely deceased cultivator and had handed the matter over to Meng Jiao.
Meng Jiao, acting on behalf of Yunchuan Prefecture, offered assistance to those people.
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