NFBE Chapter 552 Yes, it's the real person, this illness is very urgent.
Chapter 552 Yes, it's the real person, this illness is very urgent.
Xue Lan and the others waited for quite a while on the city tower of Luoxia Mountain before finally seeing the late-arriving Master Shen Suan.
The old man seemed to be in a good mood; his steps were lighter, and his eyes were full of gentle smiles.
As Xue Lan began to consider whether to summon her inner demon and let Shen Suanzhen play with it a little longer, she heard Shen Suanzhen's gentle voice in her ear:
"Lanlan, reach out your hand."
The soul obediently flew away from Xue Lan's arms, and Xue Lan reached out her hand to Shen Suan Zhenren.
Then her senior apprentice gave her a handful of wheat seeds.
The woman switched the wheat seeds from her left hand to her right, and looked at the shrewd fortune teller with a puzzled expression:
“This is a new variety from the Millet Hall; I’ve seen it at Duanshui Pass.”
"Did you see the cultivators from the Millet Hall, Senior Uncle?"
Master Shensuan shook his head mysteriously: "It is indeed a new species of the Millet Hall, but it has nothing to do with the cultivators of the Millet Hall."
"This is your senior master's destiny in the mortal world. Please keep it safe for him."
Xue Lan obediently took out a delicate little bag from her sleeve and put all the wheat seeds in it without missing a single one.
While Xue Lan was tidying up the wheat seeds, Master Shen Suan looked around and nodded to the younger generation present.
Besides Xue Tong, Cui Wu, who hadn't seen Shen Suan Zhenren for many years, was also present.
The girl he rescued from Jiyue Mountain has grown into a mature and composed young woman. Over the years, she has been in charge of Fuyang City, and her demeanor is both calm and dignified.
Cui Wu looked at the thin old man in front of him and felt a lump in his throat: "Uncle-Master."
Shen Suan Zhenren smiled and nodded to Cui Wu, indicating that the man should not worry.
Besides Cui Wu, Shen Suan Zhenren also saw Yue Zhong, the prized disciple of the Long Sword Sect's Qingyun Elder Daoist. Standing beside him was a beautiful female cultivator who looked somewhat unfamiliar.
The female cultivator bowed to the True Person Shen Suan:
"Rong Zhi of the Hehuan Sect greets Senior."
Shen Suanzhen suddenly remembered, and the old man smiled as he looked at Yue Zhong:
"This is your Daoist partner."
Yue Zhong's face flushed slightly, and the young man lowered his head and replied sullenly, "Reporting to senior, my master has not yet given his consent."
A rare, unrestrained laugh from the usually cautious and shrewd Mr. Shen:
"Don't you know your master?"
As he spoke, the old man took out a pair of jade pendants from his sleeve and presented them to the two of them:
"The path of cultivation is long and arduous, and it is not easy to find a kindred spirit in a Daoist partner. You two must support each other. This is a small token of my appreciation from your senior."
Yue Chong and the other glanced at the jade pendant in their hands, and were about to decline when they saw Xue Lan, who was standing behind Shen Suan Zhenren, shake her head slightly.
The two exchanged a glance, then bowed in unison to Master Shen Suan:
"Thank you, senior."
Shen Suan Zhenren smiled and nodded, tears welling in his eyes, but they vanished in an instant.
The old man looked at everyone present again, then turned to Xue Lan and asked:
"Where's that young man you used to always take care of?"
"The young man I often take with me?"
A big question mark appeared above the Wolf King's head, and Xue Tong next to her nudged her lightly with her elbow.
The girl whispered a reminder to her: "Lu Feng."
Xue Lan immediately remembered.
"Oh, oh, oh! My senior master is here." The woman responded exaggeratedly, pointing to a huge pillar not far away.
She rushed over to the pillar and pulled out a silver figure.
Shen Suan Zhenren gave the exceptionally handsome young man a strange smile:
"Greetings, sir. I suffer from a condition that makes me feel unwell in crowded places, which is why I am hiding here in fear."
Shen Suan Zhenren spoke with some doubt:
Is this an acute illness?
He remembered that Xue Lan had taken Lu Feng to the Wan Gong Fang for a trial last time, and it was packed with people.
Lu Feng nodded frantically under Xue Lan's "kind" gaze:
"Yes, it's true, this illness is very urgent."
Xue Lan had witnessed Cui Wu helping him regulate his breathing half an hour ago, and he was in a panic.
Xue Tong, who had been watching Xue Lan and Lu Feng, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
A survival tip for the chosen one of destiny in the Yuanming Realm: Don't let that unscrupulous boss surnamed Xue see you talking to his junior sister.
Seeing Lu Feng's unpleasant expression, Shen Suanzhen reluctantly convinced himself to believe the man's excuse:
"Alright then, young people should cultivate more. A cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage shouldn't get sick so easily."
If Shen Suanzhen hadn't mentioned Lu Feng's cultivation level, Lu Feng would have been fine, but the mention of it made Xue Lan's killing intent even stronger.
The woman's icy voice was like a handful of snow falling on his neck, making the young man shiver.
“I asked you to take my daughter to the Longsword Sect’s sword vein to hone her skills, but you ended up resonating with the sword vein and reaching the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage.”
"So, after you've succeeded, you faint and I'll have my junior sister help you recover?"
Lu Feng felt like his world had collapsed when he heard Xue Lan's words.
How could someone unintentionally cause such a huge disaster?
Xue Lan will definitely kill him!
The young man had an exceptionally strong imagination; in just a few breaths, he conjured up the horrific scene of Xue Lan breaking his limbs and throwing him into the Desolate Demon Cave.
Looking at the young man's expression, Xue Lan tapped Xue Tong speechlessly:
What on earth is he thinking about now?
The girl quickly replied, "She's probably thinking that she'll be torn to pieces if she accidentally violates the rules of an unidentified super strong person."
Xue Lan frowned upon hearing the girl's words: "What kind of storybooks have you been reading lately?"
"Strange Tales of Rules, thank you."
Seeing that Lu Feng was about to scare himself to death with wild thoughts, Lord Wolf took pity on him and released him, then walked towards Cui Wu.
"Xiao Wu, your senior sister is going to Duanshui Pass soon. You have to be good in Fuyang City."
Upon hearing Xue Lan's words, Yue Zhong couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Who are you telling to behave?
That was Miss Cui, who had been in charge of Fuyang City for many years, a shrewd and resourceful person who traveled among mortal dynasties and immortals and gods all year round!
Xue Lan was fully aware of the disdain that Yue Zhong held for her, but she didn't care!
The heavier he is, the more he's used to being pushed around by Long Siyin every day. He probably hasn't seen his obedient junior sister in his entire life.
Xue Lan: It's just jealousy!
Cui Wu was good at perceiving his senior sister's little thoughts. Although Xue Lan had a bad and eccentric personality, she was really easy to coax.
The woman nodded obediently to Xue Lan: "I've remembered everything you said, Senior Sister."
Xue Lan looked at Yue Zhong provocatively.
Xue Lan: Did you see that? Junior sister, I snatched it myself!
Yue Zhong wanted to hit her, but Rong Zhi held him back.
The woman smiled at him with her eyes crinkled, seemingly quite pleased with her partner's exasperated state.
The heavier the load: This world has no love for me anymore!
Xue Lan knew that Yue Zhong was probably angered by her, so she wisely took a few steps back and stood in front of Shen Suan Zhenren:
"Senior Uncle, shouldn't we set off for Duanshui Pass?"
Shen Suan Zhenren looked at her helplessly and nodded: "Let's go!"
Xue Lan and the others transformed into streaks of light and flew towards the desolate region. After a while, Yue Chong suddenly heard Xue Lan's sullen voice:
"Senior Brother Yue, don't be so hostile towards me. If I hadn't sold your portrait with Sister Rongzhi back then, you wouldn't have this wonderful marriage!"
"I'm the matchmaker, you should thank me!"
Yue Zhong slowly drew his sword: Some people are just plain despicable!