A deep crimson talisman streaked across the sky.

It swiftly descended, flying into the tavern and hovering before Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode flicked the talisman with his finger.

A cold, severe voice immediately emanated from the talisman:

"Fang Yuming, the Eight Elders have convened the Precepts Hall. Return to the sect quickly to confess and accept punishment, or be dealt with directly if delayed!"

Tch.

Looks like I have to go back.

Fortunately, the issue with Li Tao and Junior Master Zhang has already been resolved.

Li Tao won't cause any more trouble before his marriage proposal succeeds.

Junior Master Zhang had a sword at his neck, likely breaking his Taoist heart, leaving him too fearful to fight again.

——This also counts as completing part of the task.

The only unsatisfactory thing is——

Fu Caier is completely unharmed.

It seems that after returning to the sect this time, I should request the sect leader to punish me with seclusion.

Seclusion for ten years.

In this way, Fang Yuming's fate can be considered completely changed.

Having made up his mind, Wu Xiaode cupped his hands towards Song Qingsi and said:

"Mr. Song, I'm afraid I must take my leave."

Song Qingsi quietly listened to the voice in the Communication Talisman, puzzled:

"I heard that your sect rarely convenes the Precepts Hall. Generally, it's when a disciple has made a grave mistake that such a grand ceremony is used."

"Friend Fang, you merely sneaked out from confinement."

"Is such a matter really worthy of severe punishment?"

"Perhaps that master uncle lodged a complaint," Wu Xiaode smiled and said, "Shall we arrange to meet another day?"

"Very well, you should hurry back." Song Qingsi replied.

"Farewell, until we meet again."

"Until we meet again."

Wu Xiaode was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something.

"Mr. Song, how about I make a vow with you as well?" He said with a smile.

"A vow? And what for this time?" Song Qingsi laughed as well.

"If that Fu Caier causes any trouble in the future, my reputation might suffer, so I'll make a vow here in advance——"

"If I ever fall for Fu Caier and act like a groveling dog, let Fang Yuming die without a place to be buried."

After speaking, his figure spread wide, shooting up from the tavern towards the direction of Fuyun Sect.

Only Song Qingsi remained on the spot.

No.

There was another person.

Fu Caier.

She watched Wu Xiaode fly towards the sect, thought briefly, and her gaze returned to the tavern.

A woman had been dining with Fang Yuming just now.

What was that about?

Fu Caier glanced up at the tavern a few more times, her expression changing as if recalling something.

Song Qingsi was too renowned.

Even without having met her, one could recognize the peerless long sword in her hand——

The Xiushui Divine Sword.

——This was the leading flying sword of the Qingcheng Sword Sect!

Fu Caier's expression sank, then suddenly brightened with a dazzling smile as she leaped lightly onto the tavern, sitting in Wu Xiaode's original seat.

"If I'm not mistaken, sister is Fairy Song from the Qingshan Sword Sect?"

She greeted carefully.

Song Qingsi was absorbed in her thoughts, not expecting Fu Caier to come to her directly, and casually replied:

"I am."

Fu Caier's expression slightly changed, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

Fang Yuming——

He's already capable of having a meal with such an exceptional woman?

"Sister Song, I'm really sorry, I must apologize to you." Fu Caier said timidly.

"Why?" Song Qingsi asked.

"Brother Fang and I are mutually affectionate, and what happened today was all to help me get rid of those admirers." Fu Caier said.

Song Qingsi's indifference vanished in an instant.

Interesting.

Could Fang Yuming truly have foreseen this?

Now, with his vow preceding, Song Qingsi felt a bit calmer.

"Continue,"

Song Qingsi said.

Fu Caier stood up and bowed sincerely:

"It's indeed our mistake to inadvertently involve Sister Song in this."

"Brother Fang only wishes to be with me, please don't blame him."

"You two are together?" Song Qingsi pondered.

Fu Caier blushed deeply, shyly saying:

"Brother Fang hasn't told you yet? We're going to become Dao companions soon, and I will personally deliver the invitation to you later."

Song Qingsi looked at her.

Her eyes were full of bashfulness and joy.

Thinking carefully——

Indeed, Li Tao's proposal had failed just now.

The Nascent Soul Master Uncle, who was obviously clinging to Fu Caier, had his Taoist heart broken by Fang Yuming.

Both of Fu Caier's suitors failed.

This is an objective fact.

It indeed seemed he was driving away suitors for Fu Caier.

So——

Even though Fang Yuming made a vow before, what exactly is going on here?

What kind of man would openly vie for another woman in front of his matchmaking prospect?

Or rather——

On one hand, competing for a woman's affection; on the other, going on blind dates with other women—such things, no normal person could do, right?

I am a Sword Cultivator at the Divinity Transformation Stage, the next Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Forming a Dao companion is a major life event, listening to all sides helps one become clear-minded, this matter must be taken seriously.

After all, this concerns my own reputation.

——Rumors like "The next Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect was made a fool" would be a significant blow to both myself and the sect.

A fleeting cold glint flashed through Song Qingsi's eyes, her face broke into a serene smile as she softly said:

"It's been a long time since I've met with Brother Fang, so we just had a meal together. Who would have thought he's already found a Dao companion—he hid you so well."

"Please don't laugh at me, Sister," Fu Caier said shyly.

"This is a good thing, congratulations to you both," Song Qingsi's expression remained unchanged as she raised her cup and toasted Fu Caier.

There is a flaw here.

"It's been a long time since I've met with Brother Fang."

When this line was said, Fu Caier unexpectedly accepted it.

——She didn't even know that she only met Fang Yuming today!

Moreover, if she were Fang Yuming's Dao companion——

If Fang Yuming had a meal alone with a woman like me, wouldn't she feel even a little jealous?

Yet she only appeared shy.

Song Qingsi's pretty eyes narrowed slightly.

——Little tramp, you've exposed your flaw, yet you're still trying to compete with me for a man?

Yes.

She was indeed here to compete for him.

Song Qingsi's face maintained a gentle smile as she softly said:

"Little Sister Cai Er, you should hurry back. It seems Brother Fang is about to be punished."

Fu Caier replied, "Thank you for the reminder, Sister, I will go right away."

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly clutched her chest, her figure wobbled, and a strange expression flashed across her face.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingsi asked with concern.

Fu Caier casually said, "It's nothing, I've been feeling nauseous lately, maybe..."

She suddenly realized what she was saying, stomped her foot in panic, and flew into the sky.

Only Song Qingsi was left holding her wine cup, sitting alone in the original spot.

She's been feeling nauseous lately...

Song Qingsi lowered her head and stared blankly at the Xiushui Divine Sword on the table.

Could it be that she's already pregnant?

——If it were another female cultivator facing this situation, knowing that Fu Caier was already pregnant, she might retreat in dismay even if reluctantly.

But unfortunately.

There is Fang Yuming's vow in front and my own discovery of these flaws behind.

I'm not convinced that you are pregnant.

I've seen too many such deceitful ways, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to storm the Demon Sect's sacred land at Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain alone and destroy it.

Song Qingsi took a sip of wine and remained silent.

In truth, what's truly important is another matter——

I came out on a blind date, seeing Fang Yuming for the first time.

Should I continue...

Song Qingsi closed her eyes, carefully recalling every moment they spent together.

"Strangely, I don't seem to dislike him."

The saying "At the time, it seemed ordinary" means when the heavens offer you the best, you must not take it for granted.

Song Qingsi has always been someone who could seize opportunities.

Otherwise, she couldn't have reached where she is today.

She paused for a moment, set down her wine cup, and softly said:

"Someone come."

In the entire tavern——

The cultivators at other tables, who were originally playing games, drinking, and discussing the Tao, all stopped.

Someone got up to block the doorway of the tavern.

Then, a clever young woman ran up to Song Qingsi.

"Paying respect to the Sect Leader, how may I assist you?"

——Song Qingsi has actually become the Sect Leader!

This matter hadn't caused any gossip at all!

"Today I went on a blind date, you all saw Fang Yuming, what are your impressions of him?" Song Qingsi asked.

Cultivators at other tables discussed for a moment.

Then one cultivator stood up and said:

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, the elders find him exceptionally talented, his divine skills are quite impressive, but..."

"But what?" Song Qingsi asked expressionlessly.

The cultivator cautiously said, "His romantic life seems a bit too complicated... The ancestors are worried you might suffer in the future."

Song Qingsi suddenly laughed and said:

"Pass the order; bring me Fu Caier's files immediately, and all her interactions with Fang Yuming, I want a copy."

"Understood, Sect Leader!" The young woman retreated.

Before long.

A file was placed on Song Qingsi's table.

After reading it for a while, Song Qingsi set down the file and said, "Go deliver a message to the Fuyun Sect, saying I'll be visiting today."

"Understood!" The young woman replied.

Song Qingsi got up to head to the Fuyun Sect.

Suddenly.

An elderly woman's voice sounded from the innermost table.

An old Taoist woman with a head full of silver hair spoke:

"Qingsi, are you really going to compete with that Fu Caier for a Dao companion?"

"Compete?" Song Qingsi paused, "Master Ancestor, I've seen her file and she's not even fit to compete with me."

"What makes you say that?" the Master Ancestor asked.

"She has always only accepted gifts from male cultivators, supported by a group of them, using her looks to eke out a small profit, always taking in and never giving back, like a beast that thinks it's gained something. What qualifications does she have to compete with me?"

Song Qingsi gently caressed the Xiushui Sword, smiling:

"I gifted Fang Yuming the entire collection of Demon Sect Cultivation Techniques, and he gifted me the Divinity Transformation Sword Skill in return. We sparred and discussed the Tao, talking about endless matters of the world; now that's what you call being well-matched and mutual affection."

"Master Ancestor, just watch, once I go to the Fuyun Sect alone, I'll definitely win my beloved back!"

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