911 Tempering the Soul in the Heavenly Tribulation, Return of the Bull (4)

“Nothing we can do. Fairy Xianghan is getting married, and she wants a one-month purification ceremony. Most of the forces in the Unending Mountain Range are giving her face in this matter. Even the Yin Yang Flower Sect agreed.”

“Isn’t it all because of Fairy Xianghan’s fiance, Xuan Mingzi? As the number one expert in the Unending Mountain Range, everyone can only agree.”

“However, this Fairy Xianghan is indeed beautiful and captivating. I saw her once last year, and she truly possesses unparalleled beauty.”

“I heard that this Fairy Xianghan wasn’t a cultivator of our Unending Mountain Range. She suddenly arrived a few years ago. She was originally just passing by but she fell in love with Xuan Mingzi at first sight.”

These words, mixed in with laughter, reached Xu Qing’s ears.

Xu Qing paid attention to these conversations. This was his habit. No matter where he went, the environment and information were key.

This was especially so for the latter. After experiencing some trouble caused by the lack of information at the Heavenly Fire Sea, he attached greater importance to this matter.

Wu Jianwu and Ning Yan didn’t care about these. However, the captain pricked up his ears and looked at Xu Qing.

“It has nothing to do with us. In our family, this is just a small fry.”

Seeing how confident the captain was, Xu Qing nodded and closed his eyes to continue bathing.

After an hour had passed, when they left the spiritual pool establishment, they were all revitalized, feeling refreshed and invigorated. The breeze that blew past them was refreshing, and their spirits were high.

Even though Xu Qing was disguised, his tall and graceful figure attracted some attention as they walked out. Especially when Ling’er transformed into her human form, her blushing little face made her exceptionally beautiful. Walking beside Xu Qing, she also drew many gazes.

Wu Jianwu also felt refreshed, and the frustration in his heart had dissipated significantly. Walking on the road with Xu Qing and the others, he decided to take out a fan and began to speak while fanning himself.

“Clouds in the sky reach the mountains, the stone in my heart is higher than the earth!”

“If the spirit feather turns into mortal hair, who could claim that the form remains the same!”

Wu Jianwu usually composed single lines of poetry and rarely delivered four-line verses like this. After saying it now, he had a face full of emotion.

Ning Yan, who was at the side, immediately took a few steps away. The captain didn’t understand either.

Xu Qing directly ignored him.

As for the passersby in the surroundings, many of them looked over in surprise.

Wu Jianwu grunted in his heart, thinking, ‘Just a bunch of brutes, how could you understand the profound meaning hidden within my poetry.’

At the thought of this, a sense of superiority and loneliness spread in Wu Jianwu’s heart. As he shook his head, he followed Xu Qing and the others and slowly walked away.

He didn’t notice that there were two women sitting on the second floor of the pavilion at the side.

One woman was speaking with her head bowed, while the other, a middle-aged woman with some charm, had a moved expression at the moment.

She didn’t bother with the subordinate opposite her. She stood up and lifted the curtain, looking at the streets in the distance. Her gaze then landed on Wu Jianwu’s back view.

Her expression slowly revealed admiration.

“This person is remarkable. He used mountains and stones as metaphors for determination and conveyed his inner aspirations through the metaphor of spirits and mortals. He has the style of the ancient sovereign!”

“In today’s world, there are not many people with such talent and literary grace.”

The subordinate behind the woman hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, then also looked over. She knew that her sect master had always admired Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether, and being praised like this by the sect master meant that this person was certainly extraordinary. So, she whispered softly.

“Sect Master, shall I go and investigate that young master’s identity?”

“There’s no need. Everything in my Yin Yang Flower Sect is about fate. Moreover, with his talent, he probably wouldn’t like being probed.”

The middle-aged woman spoke softly. After that, her gaze turned sharp as she looked at her subordinate.

“Have you found out more about Daoist Xiang Han’s background?”

The subordinate immediately lowered her head and spoke respectfully.

“I found out some information. The person was originally at the Nihility Realm, but she suffered severe injuries and her cultivation dropped.”

“The name is also not real, and the claimed origins are false. Although there are curses on her, they are not extensive. From this, it can be deduced that she is a cultivator from another region, and her soul is incomplete.”

“Based on where she first appeared, it’s not the Flame Moon Mystic Heaven or the Black Heaven. There’s a high chance that she entered from the direction of the Holy Wave Race.”

“As for the purpose of coming here, it’s unknown, but she did meet Xuan Mingzi more than a year ago.”

After finishing speaking, the subordinate remained silent and then the middle-aged woman waved her hand, causing her to disappear and leave quickly.

When the surroundings were empty, the middle-aged woman looked into the distance and muttered.

“Why does this Xianghan have the aura of the Soul Accumulation…”

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