Whatever it is.
Song Tingwan glanced sideways; A Yao's figure was upright, as if she had taken all the responsibility upon herself.
She chuckled softly, "Yes, let's work together."
Shen Zhuochuan raised his teacup and said with a gentle smile, "Let's work together."
Baili Xijiang looked around, picked up his cup of tea, and said, "Let's work together!"
They all laughed in unison. Song Chaoxuan, sitting at the head of the table, smiled with satisfaction before his complicated gaze fell on Shen Zhuochuan and Baili Xijiang.
A silent sigh.
The old father concealed his true feelings well, and no one noticed.
The four of them had dinner with Song Chaoxuan, chatting and laughing for a while about the major events that had happened to them in the past five years.
But most of these things have already been said via telepathy in daily life, so there doesn't seem to be anything worth reminiscing about.
The most pressing matters now are the clan leader's longevity pills and saving the races that Yunyin has taken in, which are constantly losing their vitality.
Song Chaoxuan told them to go and rest quickly.
Song Siyao stood still. "Father, do we really have to wait two months before we can set off?"
She frowned, looking somewhat anxious.
Since returning this time, whether it's because the progress of the fragments is getting higher or her perception is getting stronger, she occasionally stares at the sky and feels increasingly heavy and oppressive.
Song Chaoxuan looked at her gently, "The time is not right yet, there's nothing we can do about it."
Objectively speaking, his two daughters' situation, which he and Canxing often calculated, made him luckier than ordinary people.
No one would risk their lifespan to constantly spy on others, nor would anyone risk being punished to inform them of the timing and breakthroughs for each step.
Perhaps this was all planned in advance by Heaven to save the world.
He placed his two daughters in the Hidden Cloud Village, where two Sky-Gazing Masters would assist him in calculating every step.
Just like right now.
He only knew the direction of the first nine fragments, but not when he would encounter them.
Only after the Elf King revealed that he knew could he sense the timing of the final fragment's appearance.
As it happened, the Elf King spoke for him today, so he concealed the fact that he had also calculated it.
That's good, otherwise the two kids would worry about him again.
"Then I'll rest for one night and begin my seclusion tomorrow."
Song Siyao made a decision.
Otherwise, having nothing to do when she's idle makes her really uncomfortable.
Song Chaoxuan nodded, "But you mustn't miss the clan leader handover ceremony and Qin Yuanyuan's succession ceremony."
Song Siyao smiled and nodded, "I can't forget it."
The father and daughter tacitly refrained from asking Song Tingwan about her plans.
As the strongest alchemist in the Six Realms, she has much more to do than Song Siyao.
Everyone went back to their rooms and rested for the whole night.
Early the next morning.
The uncles and aunts from Yunyin have come to bring more good things.
He gave Song Tingwan beautiful jewelry and defensive magical artifacts, and Song Siyao magic techniques, sword skills, and newly acquired sword oil.
A pile of stuff; thankfully I have a storage ring, otherwise they would have been buried alive.
Song Tingqi and Song Miqiu, watching from the side, both felt a little envious.
“I usually have a good relationship with my elders, so why don’t I receive this kind of treatment?”
Song Tingqi crossed his arms and sighed.
Song Miqiu toyed with her whip in her hand, and scoffed when she heard this: "Song Tingwan is beautiful and good at alchemy. She can take care of anyone's minor ailments. Do you have that ability?"
After saying that, she added, "Let alone these elders, even your grandfather had to ask Song Tingwan's friend to buy the storybooks he wanted. You can't even buy the storybooks that the old clan chief wanted."
Song Tingqi clutched his chest. "Hey Song Miqiu! Can you please stop saying things that are so hurtful?"
Song Miqiu cracked the whip sharply, raised her chin and laughed: "I can't change it. I will succeed as elder in a few days. I advise you to prepare and get used to it in advance."
We have a long time to work together in the future.
Song Tingwan put the gift away, and when she looked up, she saw the two of them arguing.
She smiled helplessly. Fortunately, Song Tingqi had calmed down considerably over the years; otherwise, given Song Miqiu's arrogant personality, the two would have ended up fighting.
"You two came to see me for something?"
Song Tingwan interrupted their argument.
Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu put away her whip, and Song Tingqi also looked at her seriously.
"On the day of your succession, several elders also wanted to step down. After some discussion, we decided that you should take an elder's position."
Song Siyao is also the pride of the younger generation of Yunyin, but she is also Yan Shanjun's apprentice.
It is not appropriate for him to serve as an elder again.
Otherwise, two spots should be left empty for them.
Given Song Tingwan's reputation as the strongest alchemist, everyone knows that she comes from the Yunyin Clan.
Song Tingwan smiled and did not refuse.
"Okay, you can make the arrangements."
Song Miqiu, who was standing to the side, quietly curled her lips. She was an elder, and Song Tingwan was also an elder.
fine.
Although his reputation outside the clan is not yet on par with hers, his position within the clan is at least similar.
After seeing the two off, Song Tingwan, A Yao, Shen Zhuochuan, Baili Xijiang, and Song Chaoxuan dined together again.
"I'll go into seclusion later, and I'll come out again for the clan leader handover ceremony," Song Siyao said calmly.
“Okay, little sister, I’ll get back to work then. I went to check on the Elven race again this morning, and their situation is getting worse.” Baili Xijiang said in a low voice, having been deep in thought all morning.
Song Chaoxuan and Shen Zhuochuan exchanged a glance.
Song Chaoxuan coughed lightly and spoke.
"Little White Dragon, come with me. I have some things to tell you later."
Everyone looked over curiously, but Song Chaoxuan seemed to be eating his food as if nothing had happened, showing no intention of explaining.
Shen Zhuochuan put down his chopsticks, puzzled but still responded with a "okay".
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