The two brothers, caught off guard, opened the cloth bag.
Then their expressions changed, and they all suddenly looked up at their junior sister.
What followed was a rich, pungent fragrance that permeated the entire sparring arena.
Feeling refreshed and relaxed.
The unique fragrance of high-grade pills.
It also carries the delicate fragrance of floating pine branches.
Among them, Yan Shanjun felt most familiar with it.
The sect leader didn't have time to be polite and accepted the cloth bag handed to him by his little disciple.
An even richer fragrance of elixir wafted over, confirming Yan Shanjun's suspicions.
The fairy he had prayed for back then had been lingering right under his nose for so long.
The two had met before.
Normally, Song Tingwan would greet him politely like any other disciple, but on the day she made a deal with Fairy Pillow Sleep, it was his turn to be polite.
I'm so ashamed, I didn't recognize him at all.
After Yan Shanjun finished his reflection, he looked up and met countless pairs of eyes filled with fierce jealousy.
Startled, he quickly put the cloth bag back into his storage space.
"What are you looking at? Go ahead and be jealous, it won't do you any good."
Yan Shanjun clapped his hands and laughed heartily.
Song Siyao chuckled softly, "I'm glad that Master and my two senior brothers like it."
Yun Qian quickly put the cloth bag away, saying, "I'm more than just happy to receive it; I'm extremely grateful, and I feel unworthy of such a gift."
Taking care of their junior sister was their duty, so they had no right to ask for such a heavy reward.
Well, it was truly a pleasant surprise that made me feel flattered.
Didn't you see how envious your fellow students were?
Their treatment was truly thanks to their junior sister.
Marquis Chu patted Song Siyao's shoulder with a smile, "Please tell your sister that if there's anything I can do to help, just let me know. I, Marquis Chu, will be there whenever you call."
The junior sister and that demon lord junior brother often sparred together over the past hundred years and also killed many evil spirits side by side.
He wouldn't mince words; from now on, anyone who dares to speak ill of his junior sister, whom he's only met a few times, will be beaten up.
"Second Brother, you don't need to be so polite."
Song Siyao smiled and told his master and two senior brothers about his recent situation at Wenjian Peak.
The four disciples were serious, and Yan Shanjun brought up the rumors that had not caused any ripples.
"I don't know what their intentions are, but they are trying to push you into the center of the vortex."
The mere mention of the rumor that A Yao was going to destroy the world infuriated Lord Yan.
His little apprentice is so good; he's quiet and diligent, and he doesn't need any reminders from him as he's always busy with his studies.
He also knows how to show respect to his master from time to time.
"In my opinion, they are just jealous of your talent. Hmph, these people are all petty."
In fact, Yan Shanjun and Song Hexi had already discussed it privately.
Let this matter fade away; keeping a low profile and forgetting about it is the best way to handle it.
However, we must be wary of anyone later linking this rumor to something else.
That would be bad.
"It's just a rumor; only a fool would care about it," said Chu Hou, whose appearance was deep and foreign, as he casually sat down on the steps at his master's feet.
"Junior brother is right. Junior sister, you don't need to take this to heart."
Yun Qian nodded in agreement.
Song Siyao pursed her lips at them, "I really didn't care, but my sister is a little concerned, so I want to know where this rumor came from. I'd like to ask my master and senior brother to investigate for me."
She herself doesn't care about what others say.
She created the Demon-Slaying Sword, and countless sword cultivators supported her. She never cared about the reputation that those people had bestowed upon her.
But my older sister cares.
Yan Shanjun raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I do have some guesses, but there are quite a few doubts about them."
The first time he heard about his youngest disciple's destiny was when Ning Chongxuan of the Tianyan Sect approached him privately.
However, Ning Chongxuan was subsequently ambushed and rendered speechless.
After Ning Chongxuan's accident, the immortal from Penglai became the most revered.
But the immortal from Penglai said that the Song sisters were chosen by Heaven.
Favored by Heaven.
During that battle atop the Cloud Palace, many cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage only intervened because they listened to the words of the Penglai Immortal.
When one's cultivation reaches the Tribulation Transcending stage, one can perceive the will of Heaven.
They then became even more convinced of the words of the celestial observer.
However, the immortal of Penglai was not like Ning Chongxuan. After the crisis was over, he returned to Penglai to go into seclusion and neither explained nor responded to the term "woman of destiny".
A century later, hardly anyone cares about this anymore.
Logically speaking, Ning Chongxuan should no longer be able to make prophecies, and the immortal of Penglai should also be in seclusion.
Who started this rumor?
Yan Shanjun silently uttered a name.
"Su Yang, Ning Chongxuan's disciple, is now the Tianyan Sect's chosen successor as sect leader."
"He is very hostile towards you."
Yan Shanjun looked at Song Siyao with a puzzled expression: "He treats you this way, but he seems to care about your older sister."
“Over the years, he has maintained contact with the Tianyan Sect and has asked me about your elder sister.”
Song Siyao silently gripped Li Guang tightly and sneered, "When we first met him at the foot of the mountain, he stared at my sister rather presumptuously and even came up to ask her name."
After her master had an accident, she saw this man staring intently at her older sister.
It's really distasteful.
Yan Shanjun scoffed, "He really dares to think that way."
They weren't afraid of the white dragon at the top of the cloud palace beating them up.
After hearing his young apprentice complain a couple of times, Yan Shanjun vaguely guessed the relationship between Song Tingwan and Shen Zhuochuan.
"What good would it do him to spread this rumor? Is he trying to use this opportunity to diminish the prestige of the Sword Inquiry Sect?"
Lord Chu tried to use his brain, which he hadn't used in a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.
Yan Shanjun kicked him irritably, sending the man down the steps. "I've already said there are suspicious points. I suspect he's the source of the rumors, but it's not necessarily his doing."
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