Her eyes were smiling, and her gaze seemed to reveal everything.
Pei Xiang'an smiled broadly, appearing completely open and without a trace of guilt.
He did indeed tamper with things just now.
He may have had ulterior motives, but he had no intention of harming anyone.
Even if what he did this time truly proved that Song Tingwan was extraordinary, he only thought that after returning to the sect, he would ask Song Tingwan, either by himself or by asking Elder Pei, if she had any solutions.
Song Tingwan smiled and the group decided that Baili Xijiang and the other two would wait for them to come to them, while she and Pei Xiang'an would return to Sui Village to rest first.
"Wan'er, how about we lend you this small blanket to go back first?" Qin Xi took out her magic item, which was about the size of a handkerchief, and thoughtfully offered it to her.
Song Tingwan didn't answer, but turned to look at Pei Xiang'an, who was tall and imposing beside her, "Senior Brother Pei should know how to fly on a sword, right?"
He entered Sword Peak first, so how could he not know the essential sword control technique for sword cultivators?
Pei Xiang'an nodded, raised his hand and took out an ordinary sword. With a thought, the sword soared into the air and grew several times larger.
He was the first to mount his sword, then looked at Song Tingwan and the other three, "Don't worry, I'm very steady when I fly on my sword."
Pei Xiang'an was always reliable, and Song Tingwan easily jumped up and stood behind him to say goodbye to the others.
Regardless of their cultivation levels, all five of them were exceptionally good-looking, with Song Tingwan being the most eye-catching among them. Standing behind Pei Xiang'an, she wore an elegant outer disciple's robe that looked capable and efficient. Pei Xiang'an was tall but not thin, possessing a neat and tidy appearance.
Baili Xijiang and Qin Xi gritted their teeth in unison, feeling inexplicably annoyed.
"We'll be going now. Contact me if you need anything." After Song Tingwan steadied herself, her bright, clear eyes sparkled with a smile.
The flying sword rose at the thought of the inhabitants and slowly made its way towards Sui Village.
The group trusted Pei Xiang'an quite a bit and decided to wait for them to leave before keeping watch.
The three stood in a row on the riverbank, all looking up in unison.
The next moment.
The sword and the person who had been moving steadily through the air suddenly fell to the ground. "Wan'er!"
Qin Xi exclaimed in surprise.
Before she could do anything, the flying sword suddenly resumed its steady flight.
The tension in my heart eased back down, while the three people on the ground continued to curse.
Pei Xiang'an seems reliable, so how come he can't even control a sword properly?
Those below watched the fleeting flying sword with trepidation, while Song Tingwan grabbed Pei Xiang'an's shoulder and laughed in exasperation.
"Didn't you say it was very stable, senior brother?"
Aside from the moment it took off, after nearly falling off mid-air, the sword wobbled unsteadily, moving left and right like someone who had just learned to ride an electric scooter in their past life.
Song Tingwan even began to question whether Pei Xiang'an had actually graduated from Jianfeng.
And what about his experience attending classes at Bafeng? Was he so busy earning spirit stones that he didn't listen to a single lesson properly?
Pei Xiang'an gave a guilty smile, trying her best to keep her balance while turning back apologetically to reassure her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I promise I won't let my junior sister fall."
Song Tingwan chuckled skeptically, "Just now, Senior Brother assured me that the flight would be very stable."
A gentle breeze blew in mid-air, causing the flying sword to dart left and right, nearly crashing into the trees along the riverbank.
After narrowly avoiding the sword, Song Tingwan fainted.
She gripped Pei Xiang'an's shoulder tightly, her already pale face appearing even darker. She weakly said, "Why don't we walk back?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Xiang'an turned around and met her pale face, instantly panicking and falling to the ground.
He helped the weak Song Tingwan sit on a rock and apologized awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I've never given anyone a ride before, and I couldn't control myself."
The woman lowered her eyes slightly, feeling as if the world was spinning.
She waved her hand, "It's okay, I'll leave after I've calmed down a bit."
The two sat there for a long time. After Song Tingwan felt more comfortable, she took out her flying artifact before Pei Xiang'an could speak.
A lotus boat with a rather ethereal feel.
The boat is surrounded by an elegant circle of lotus flowers and leaves, and there are even subtle ripples on the water as it moves, which are actually the spiritual energy in the air.
Pei Xiang'an stood comfortably behind Song Tingwan, suddenly feeling a pang of envy.
This flying artifact, the spirit stones he earns in a hundred years might not even be enough to buy a lotus leaf by the side of the boat.
Even though he had been in the Sword Inquiry Sect for a hundred years and had seen many wealthy disciples, for some reason, seeing Song Tingwan's indifferent expression, his heart was slowly stabbed.
He looked down at the luxurious boat and slowly closed his eyes.
Such dazzling wealth.
He was so jealous.
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