After saying that, she ran out from a distance and stuffed a delicate box into her hand in front of everyone.
Song Tingwan was both amused and exasperated. "Uncle Zhu, I just got back. I need to take my friends and Seventh Brother to see the clansmen."
Uncle Zhu chuckled, “It’s alright, it’s alright. I went to see your father a couple of days ago and saw that the magnolia flowers in your yard were getting taller and taller. As soon as I saw them, I got an idea. Plus, we’ve added a lot of good stuff through our trade with the sects outside. This magnolia hairpin is practically a divine artifact.”
"Tch, Lao Zhu is just bluffing again."
The shopkeepers nearby sighed.
Uncle Zhu wasn't annoyed. He knew that once Xiao Awan wore his magnolia hairpin in her hair in a few days, they would know how stunning she was.
Starting with Uncle Zhu, a whole bunch of people came one after another to give Song Tingwan things.
She had only walked halfway down the wide, golden brick street by the time she finished putting the storage bracelet into her hand.
"Wan'er, why are they so enthusiastic towards you?"
Qin Xi and the others were dumbfounded, and only when she had a free moment did she have a chance to ask.
Song Tingqi and the others suppressed their laughter.
Seeing the Yunyin Clan elders looking at them with loving eyes from the roadside, Song Siyao nodded and greeted them all the way, smiling casually.
"My sister is the most beautiful fairy in Yunyin. Whenever my sister wears jewelry or clothes from a particular brand, the items in those shops will be in high demand that day."
My sister is the most beloved among the elders in the clan.
Oh, and there's a bunch of kids clinging to her.
"Sister Awan!"
"Sister Wan is back!"
Just as she expected, a group of children rushed over and surrounded Song Tingwan, each one sweetly saying how much they missed her.
Song Siyao took a step to the side in disgust. Was she missing her older sister? Clearly, she was—
"Sister Awan, Xiaosui is eleven years old. Can she still eat candy?"
One of the little girls timidly tugged at Song Tingwan's sleeve, her eyes pleading.
Song Tingwan chuckled, then touched each of their heads before a large box appeared in her hand.
"I knew you guys were thinking about candy."
The woman scolded him playfully, but didn't take it to heart, and handed out a small candy to each person.
Wanqiji opened his mouth wide.
That big box doesn't contain candy.
It's clearly a third-grade pill.
Your Cloud Village's candy is way too much.
When the children came in a flurry and left happily with a handful of 'candy beans', Baili Xijiang finally realized that something was wrong.
His voice trembled as he tugged at the hem of his master's robe.
Song Tingwan had just put the box away when she turned back in confusion.
A pair of bright, clear eyes.
"Master, why are all the people passing by more powerful than me?"
How terrifying! Isn't this just an ordinary street?
Song Tingwan suddenly stopped, turned around and frowned at her three friends in confusion, "Didn't I tell you? The Yunyin Clan is full of Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators. Those shopkeepers and aunts just now were all Mahayana cultivators."
Therefore, she is the most difficult existence to ignore in the entire Hidden Cloud Village.
An incongruous foundation building.
Baili Xijiang and the other two held their breath. "Then...then your clan must have some powerful cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage!"
Based on the number of people in the Mahayana stage, there must be quite a few in the Tribulation stage as well.
Qin Xi felt a chill run down her spine. She glared at Baili Xijiang, who had just asked the question, and wished she could cover her ears.
She doesn't want to know these secrets! She's the young master of the Heavenly Mystery Sect!
Song Tingwan smiled and shook her head, but remained silent.
Even with her best friends, she couldn't tell them the secret of the Hidden Clouds.
The Cloud Hidden Clan does not have a concept of a Tribulation Transcending Period.
Crossing the Mahayana path is equivalent to ascension.
so.
In the calamity described in the book, a demon in the Tribulation Transcending stage controlled demonic fire, leading to the extermination of the Yunyin clan.
They don't have a tribulation-crossing period, but their cultivation level is definitely Mahayana.
Though separated by a single step, their cultivation levels are worlds apart; a Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator can kill someone as easily as crushing an ant.
It is a gift bestowed by Heaven, but it also limits their potential.
One can ascend to the Dao, a path of profound mystery.
According to records, after the Star Abyss Calamity five thousand years ago, there has been no more ascension.
If they were to truly face the Tribulation Transcending Realm, they could only rely on the clan's protective formation to salvage a chance of survival.
It's impossible to defy fate.
Song Tingwan sighed wearily.
After walking through the bustling streets, we stopped in front of a tall pavilion.
It is clearly a solemn place.
Baili Xijiang rubbed his hands together. "Are we going to see the clan chief and my master's father?"
I'm nervous! I don't know if my master's father is satisfied with me as his disciple!
"Yes, it's just around this corner."
Song Tingwan and Song Siyao exchanged smiles, eagerly anticipating seeing their father.
In the past, the clan chief and Song Chaoxuan would be inside the hall, and they could only enter after being informed by a member of the clan.
But today, as the crowd turned a corner, they saw a group of imposing figures standing with their hands behind their backs in front of the tall building.
The moment I saw them.
A refined and otherworldly man walked towards us; he was slender, scholarly, and compassionate.
He was around thirty years old and handsome, and the Song Tingwan sisters looked seven or eight parts like him.
In terms of temperament, Song Tingwan's temperament is more similar to his.
Qin Xi and the others lagged behind, looking at him curiously. This must be Wan'er's father.
"Father."
"Father."
As expected, Song Tingwan, holding her younger sister's hand, also ran quickly towards Song Chaoxuan.
Upon closer listening, Song Siyao's tone was calm yet gentle, while Song Tingwan's tone was unusually sweet.
Song Chaoxuan grabbed one of his daughters with each hand, "Good, good, good, your good daughters have finally returned."
After saying this, he looked at his two daughters for a moment.
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