Chapter 63
Xuan Yi closed his eyes, his face full of black lines. What exactly is going on with this
Looking at the small black dot waving below, Shen Shu'an gathered his strength and asked, "May I ask who is calling me here?"
Hu Xiying below was taken aback, scratched her head, but looking at the three people rapidly descending above, she still honestly replied, "Fellow Daoist Shen, I am Hu Xiying, Hu Da's older sister."
"I've been waiting for you here today specifically to repay our mountain clinic fees. I'm in real trouble because I owe you this money."
Shen Shuan was stunned. Oh my god, she's Hu Da's older sister? And Hu Da's older sister's name is Hu Xiying?
Why are these tiger mom and tiger dad sometimes cultured and sometimes not?
Shen Shu'an quickly maneuvered her flying sword to land slowly. She jumped off the sword and rushed forward, saying, "Sister Xiying, no need. Dealing with that peacock is no trouble at all."
But Hu Xiying also rushed forward quickly, ignoring Shen Shuan's words, and forcefully stuffed a high-grade spirit stone into Shen Shuan's arms.
As she moved, she looked at the business card on Shen Shu'an's body with a puzzled expression. Why did this fellow Daoist Shen put his name on?
However, Hu Xiying couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it and just said to Shen Shu'an, "Yes, yes, don't worry, sister. I work at the sect's herb garden and I get a monthly salary. I have money."
Upon hearing this, Shen Shuan paused in her instinctive push, and seeing the sincere expression on the other person's face, she lightened her grip.
Hu Xiying was dressed in a sleek black outfit, her exposed skin a healthy, glossy wheat color, and her long hair a dazzling orange-red in the sunlight.
His hands had several calluses, but he was clean and tidy, with a storage bag hanging from his waist. When he spoke, the tiger ears on his head stood straight up, showing no sign of guilt.
Shen Shuan immediately swallowed back her words of refusal and instead looked down at the spirit stones that Hu Xiying had pushed towards her.
"That won't be necessary, Sister Xiying, just one low-grade spirit stone will suffice."
That day, the 502 only cost her one point, and in the end, her grandfather took it. She only used a few drops on the peacock.
Seeing Hu Xiying hesitate, Shen Shu'an quickly explained earnestly, "Sister Xiying, I didn't want you to take advantage of me. It really only cost one low-grade spirit stone; it was just to glue the peacock's fallen tail feather back on."
Seeing that Shen Shu'an's expression didn't seem fake, Hu Xiying finally believed that what Shen Shu'an said was true. She laughed heartily, "Alright then, thank you, sister, you really are a miracle doctor!"
With that, Hu Xiying deftly took back the high-grade spirit stone, exchanged it for a low-grade spirit stone, and handed it to Shen Shuan.
"Girl, you treat birds so quickly, effectively, and cheaply! If my bird gets sick again, can I come back to you?"
Shen Shu'an accepted the spirit stones offered by the other party and quickly waved her hand, "I don't deserve such praise, sister. I only know a little bit, I can't be called a divine doctor, that's too much of an exaggeration!"
"You can come to me if your bird is sick, but I can't necessarily cure it."
Hu Xiying smiled and gave Shen Shu'an a thumbs up: "Girl, you don't need to say anything more, you're just awesome!"
"I know you not only saved us peacocks, but also Qingcheng and Baicheng! If it weren't for you, who knows how many more days the rain would have continued!"
"However, I can't say any more, I have to go to my shift later. If you need anything, come find me at the Spirit Herb Garden. I'll be going now~"
With that, Hu Xiying clasped her hands in a fist salute to Shen Shuan, waved, and turned to leave with a smile.
That was decisive and efficient, quick and decisive without any hesitation.
Shen Shuan was left holding a low-grade spirit stone in her hand, watching that dashing figure with a smile unconsciously on her face.
At this moment, the cultivators who had been observing from the surroundings saw Hu Xiying leave, glanced at the name tags on Shen Shu'an's chest and back, and hesitantly stepped forward: "May I ask, is this truly Fellow Daoist Shen Shu'an?"
"It's me, what's wrong?"
Shen Shuan looked down at the business card on her body, touched it, and straightened it with satisfaction.
At this moment, Xuan Yi landed with Qian Hengduo, and the two came to Shen Shu'an's side.
"Uncle Wu disappeared as soon as he arrived at the Holy Ming Sect, for some unknown reason."
Xuan Yi spoke softly to Shen Shu'an in the Dragon Language, while glancing at the surrounding cultivators whose eyes were shining, his expression somewhat wary.
Qian Hengduo put away his books and pen, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the two of them, and bowed, saying, "Sister and brother, thank you for your understanding along the way. Now that we have arrived at the sect, I will go and complete the entry procedures first, so I will not trouble you any further."
Shen Shuan quickly helped Qian Hengduo up: "Then you can go ahead if you have something to do. If you get bullied, come find me, but don't come to borrow money."
Qian Hengduo: "..."
He was speechless for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist salute to the two of them, shook his head with a smile, and turned to walk into the sect.
At this moment, the cultivator who had spoken to Shen Shu'an earlier saw that Xuan Yi beside Shen Shu'an looked very intimidating, so he silently retreated back into the crowd and said no more.
What's going on? Junior Sister returned to the sect, and why is she accompanied by a black-faced ghost?
Judging from their appearance, could they be from the dragon clan, here to steal our junior sister away?
Thinking about it, the cultivator frowned and pointed to send out a secret message.
[Shocking! Junior Sister has returned to the sect with a suspicious man, possibly a dragon! Quick, someone come to protect her!]
As for Shen Shu'an, he pondered for a moment, then turned to Xuan Yilong and replied, "Perhaps Uncle Wu has something urgent to attend to?"
As she spoke, she looked at the cultivator who had just asked the question and became polite: "Fellow Daoist, is there something you need?"
"By the way, I am Shen Shu'an. May I ask everyone's name?"
Those around: "???"
Only Xuan Yi silently pinched the bridge of his nose upon seeing this: This is about to begin again.
……
Meanwhile, Shen Wanqiu was living in the courtyard.
"Sister Wanqiu, Sister Wanqiu, your sister Shen Shu'an has returned to the clan!"
"really?!"
Shen Wanqiu, who was meditating, immediately stood up, took a few steps to open the courtyard gate, and looked at the cultivator who had come to report the news.
"It's true, Sister Wanqiu, we're right at the sect gate right now."
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Shu'an is a bit strange."
As she spoke, she paused, hesitatingly meeting Shen Wanqiu's gaze.
"Fellow Daoist Shu'an is exchanging names with everyone."
Shen Wanqiu: "?"
Filled with doubt, Shen Wanqiu jumped onto her flying sword and headed straight for the mountain gate.
Before long, Shen Wanqiu arrived near the mountain gate and saw a large group of cultivators gathered together, discussing animatedly.
"Oh dear, Fellow Daoist Shen, you were in such a precarious situation that day. If I had been there, I would have stepped forward to fight that dragon clan and helped you out, so that you wouldn't have been so easily kidnapped!"
"Yes, yes, if I had been there, I definitely would have stepped in to help!"
"Sigh, thinking back to that day, it's truly infuriating!"
Several cultivators sighed in regret, while a small number of people around them nodded in agreement and echoed their sentiments.
Most of the cultivators looked at the few cultivators who were speaking with surprise, and then looked at Xuan Yi beside Shen Shu'an with a strange expression.
Xuan Yi silently pursed his lips, his face full of black lines. What exactly is going on with this Shengming Sect?
Only Shen Shu'an ignored everything else, focusing solely on each person and persistently asking, "Fellow Daoist, may I ask your name?"
Shen Wanqiu: "???"
Looking at the chaos below, Shen Wanqiu hesitated before jumping off her flying sword and calling out to Shen Shu'an in the crowd, "An'er?"
Shen Shu'an's ears twitched, and she instantly turned to look in Shen Wanqiu's direction, "Sister!"
With that, she burst through the crowd and ran towards Shen Wanqiu: "Sister—!"
Hu Xiying below was taken aback, scratched her head, but looking at the three people rapidly descending above, she still honestly replied, "Fellow Daoist Shen, I am Hu Xiying, Hu Da's older sister."
"I've been waiting for you here today specifically to repay our mountain clinic fees. I'm in real trouble because I owe you this money."
Shen Shuan was stunned. Oh my god, she's Hu Da's older sister? And Hu Da's older sister's name is Hu Xiying?
Why are these tiger mom and tiger dad sometimes cultured and sometimes not?
Shen Shu'an quickly maneuvered her flying sword to land slowly. She jumped off the sword and rushed forward, saying, "Sister Xiying, no need. Dealing with that peacock is no trouble at all."
But Hu Xiying also rushed forward quickly, ignoring Shen Shuan's words, and forcefully stuffed a high-grade spirit stone into Shen Shuan's arms.
As she moved, she looked at the business card on Shen Shu'an's body with a puzzled expression. Why did this fellow Daoist Shen put his name on?
However, Hu Xiying couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it and just said to Shen Shu'an, "Yes, yes, don't worry, sister. I work at the sect's herb garden and I get a monthly salary. I have money."
Upon hearing this, Shen Shuan paused in her instinctive push, and seeing the sincere expression on the other person's face, she lightened her grip.
Hu Xiying was dressed in a sleek black outfit, her exposed skin a healthy, glossy wheat color, and her long hair a dazzling orange-red in the sunlight.
His hands had several calluses, but he was clean and tidy, with a storage bag hanging from his waist. When he spoke, the tiger ears on his head stood straight up, showing no sign of guilt.
Shen Shuan immediately swallowed back her words of refusal and instead looked down at the spirit stones that Hu Xiying had pushed towards her.
"That won't be necessary, Sister Xiying, just one low-grade spirit stone will suffice."
That day, the 502 only cost her one point, and in the end, her grandfather took it. She only used a few drops on the peacock.
Seeing Hu Xiying hesitate, Shen Shu'an quickly explained earnestly, "Sister Xiying, I didn't want you to take advantage of me. It really only cost one low-grade spirit stone; it was just to glue the peacock's fallen tail feather back on."
Seeing that Shen Shu'an's expression didn't seem fake, Hu Xiying finally believed that what Shen Shu'an said was true. She laughed heartily, "Alright then, thank you, sister, you really are a miracle doctor!"
With that, Hu Xiying deftly took back the high-grade spirit stone, exchanged it for a low-grade spirit stone, and handed it to Shen Shuan.
"Girl, you treat birds so quickly, effectively, and cheaply! If my bird gets sick again, can I come back to you?"
Shen Shu'an accepted the spirit stones offered by the other party and quickly waved her hand, "I don't deserve such praise, sister. I only know a little bit, I can't be called a divine doctor, that's too much of an exaggeration!"
"You can come to me if your bird is sick, but I can't necessarily cure it."
Hu Xiying smiled and gave Shen Shu'an a thumbs up: "Girl, you don't need to say anything more, you're just awesome!"
"I know you not only saved us peacocks, but also Qingcheng and Baicheng! If it weren't for you, who knows how many more days the rain would have continued!"
"However, I can't say any more, I have to go to my shift later. If you need anything, come find me at the Spirit Herb Garden. I'll be going now~"
With that, Hu Xiying clasped her hands in a fist salute to Shen Shuan, waved, and turned to leave with a smile.
That was decisive and efficient, quick and decisive without any hesitation.
Shen Shuan was left holding a low-grade spirit stone in her hand, watching that dashing figure with a smile unconsciously on her face.
At this moment, the cultivators who had been observing from the surroundings saw Hu Xiying leave, glanced at the name tags on Shen Shu'an's chest and back, and hesitantly stepped forward: "May I ask, is this truly Fellow Daoist Shen Shu'an?"
"It's me, what's wrong?"
Shen Shuan looked down at the business card on her body, touched it, and straightened it with satisfaction.
At this moment, Xuan Yi landed with Qian Hengduo, and the two came to Shen Shu'an's side.
"Uncle Wu disappeared as soon as he arrived at the Holy Ming Sect, for some unknown reason."
Xuan Yi spoke softly to Shen Shu'an in the Dragon Language, while glancing at the surrounding cultivators whose eyes were shining, his expression somewhat wary.
Qian Hengduo put away his books and pen, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the two of them, and bowed, saying, "Sister and brother, thank you for your understanding along the way. Now that we have arrived at the sect, I will go and complete the entry procedures first, so I will not trouble you any further."
Shen Shuan quickly helped Qian Hengduo up: "Then you can go ahead if you have something to do. If you get bullied, come find me, but don't come to borrow money."
Qian Hengduo: "..."
He was speechless for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist salute to the two of them, shook his head with a smile, and turned to walk into the sect.
At this moment, the cultivator who had spoken to Shen Shu'an earlier saw that Xuan Yi beside Shen Shu'an looked very intimidating, so he silently retreated back into the crowd and said no more.
What's going on? Junior Sister returned to the sect, and why is she accompanied by a black-faced ghost?
Judging from their appearance, could they be from the dragon clan, here to steal our junior sister away?
Thinking about it, the cultivator frowned and pointed to send out a secret message.
[Shocking! Junior Sister has returned to the sect with a suspicious man, possibly a dragon! Quick, someone come to protect her!]
As for Shen Shu'an, he pondered for a moment, then turned to Xuan Yilong and replied, "Perhaps Uncle Wu has something urgent to attend to?"
As she spoke, she looked at the cultivator who had just asked the question and became polite: "Fellow Daoist, is there something you need?"
"By the way, I am Shen Shu'an. May I ask everyone's name?"
Those around: "???"
Only Xuan Yi silently pinched the bridge of his nose upon seeing this: This is about to begin again.
……
Meanwhile, Shen Wanqiu was living in the courtyard.
"Sister Wanqiu, Sister Wanqiu, your sister Shen Shu'an has returned to the clan!"
"really?!"
Shen Wanqiu, who was meditating, immediately stood up, took a few steps to open the courtyard gate, and looked at the cultivator who had come to report the news.
"It's true, Sister Wanqiu, we're right at the sect gate right now."
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Shu'an is a bit strange."
As she spoke, she paused, hesitatingly meeting Shen Wanqiu's gaze.
"Fellow Daoist Shu'an is exchanging names with everyone."
Shen Wanqiu: "?"
Filled with doubt, Shen Wanqiu jumped onto her flying sword and headed straight for the mountain gate.
Before long, Shen Wanqiu arrived near the mountain gate and saw a large group of cultivators gathered together, discussing animatedly.
"Oh dear, Fellow Daoist Shen, you were in such a precarious situation that day. If I had been there, I would have stepped forward to fight that dragon clan and helped you out, so that you wouldn't have been so easily kidnapped!"
"Yes, yes, if I had been there, I definitely would have stepped in to help!"
"Sigh, thinking back to that day, it's truly infuriating!"
Several cultivators sighed in regret, while a small number of people around them nodded in agreement and echoed their sentiments.
Most of the cultivators looked at the few cultivators who were speaking with surprise, and then looked at Xuan Yi beside Shen Shu'an with a strange expression.
Xuan Yi silently pursed his lips, his face full of black lines. What exactly is going on with this Shengming Sect?
Only Shen Shu'an ignored everything else, focusing solely on each person and persistently asking, "Fellow Daoist, may I ask your name?"
Shen Wanqiu: "???"
Looking at the chaos below, Shen Wanqiu hesitated before jumping off her flying sword and calling out to Shen Shu'an in the crowd, "An'er?"
Shen Shu'an's ears twitched, and she instantly turned to look in Shen Wanqiu's direction, "Sister!"
With that, she burst through the crowd and ran towards Shen Wanqiu: "Sister—!"