NFBE Chapter 454 This is her own karma
Chapter 454 This is her own karma
Knowing full well that with the current strength of the Xuanhuang Sect, it was impossible for them to truly sever their causal connection with him.
However, Xue Lan still felt a little touched when she agreed.
Xue Lan: Although I know you mean well, I've always been a bit rebellious.
Xue Tong hid inside the man's sleeve and inexplicably felt a nameless chill.
A long-time scholar of the mountain range couldn't help but speak up:
Are you planning something terrible?
Xue Lan straightened his back and repeatedly bowed to the fellow Daoists who came to offer their congratulations.
The woman was all smiles, impeccably polite, and even had time to respond to Xue Tong:
"I never do dangerous things, I'm just a little rebellious!"
As expected, after she finished speaking, a long sigh came from the girl in her sleeve:
"A little rebellious?"
That's not just a little bit.
Within the magnificent pavilions of the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map, a young girl sits on a swing, her face filled with sorrow.
"Do we still need to tell your senior uncle about breaking through the boundary?"
Xue Lan saw off the last lower-realm cultivator who came to offer his congratulations, her voice filled with excited laughter:
"I have to say it!"
"I was worried about being punished by the sect leader, but now he's going to expel me from the sect..."
"Let's see how he dares to hit me!"
Bloodline swayed the swing and caught the flying soul in its arms.
"You don't understand, your senior uncle is still your senior uncle!"
Xue Lan sighed softly:
"Let's take it one step at a time. If things really don't work out, we'll just run!"
"As you know, I've always been someone who values my life."
The soul guide in Xue Tong's arms obediently raised its head upon hearing this:
"Your Majesty is talking nonsense again."
Xue Lan's face flushed slightly as she was criticized by her own daughter.
The woman slowly turned around, her gray-white eyes looking in the direction of Lei Chuxi and the others.
Their eyes met.
The woman and Lei Chuxi exchanged glances before looking at Xue Lan together.
Xue Lan walked up to the two of them with a smile:
"Miss Lin, Fellow Daoist Lei."
"Congratulations, Miss Xue, on becoming the head of the Wan Gong Fang. With the Wan Gong Fang now in existence, our Yuanming Realm has a better chance of winning against the Demon Clan." Lei Chuxi said with a sincere smile.
Xue Lan tilted her head slightly:
Are you genuinely congratulating me?
The young man's smile froze, then he gritted his teeth and spoke:
"What do you think?"
Xue Lan smiled and said, "I think you're faking it!"
"But it's alright..." the woman changed the subject:
"I'll pretend too!"
Lei Chuxi wanted to hit her, but Lin Buyu, who was beside her, held her down.
The other person shook their head slightly at Lei Chuxi, signaling him to hold back.
After a brief exchange of glances, Lin looked silently at Xue Lan in front of him:
"Miss Xue, is there something important that brings you here?"
Xue Lan looked around and spoke:
"Where is the crane girl who was behind you earlier?"
Lei Chuxi spoke up upon hearing this:
"She went to Jidu with Zhu Lingzhi to handle some business. What do you want with her?"
Xue Lan raised her hand and began to calculate Jing Ruyu's aura. Only after sensing that she was getting closer and closer to her did she feel relieved.
The woman's voice carried a faint smile:
"Is she engaged? To a disciple of the Lingqiao Pavilion named Ji Ping'an?"
Lei Chuxi didn't speak, but Xue Lan had already read the young man's expression.
The woman lowered her eyes slightly, her voice carrying a hint of coldness:
"Then there's no mistake, you demon!"
A chill that could not be ignored swept through the surroundings.
Lei Chuxi's expression immediately turned serious, and the young man waved his sleeve, creating a protective barrier around the three of them. He then spoke solemnly:
"What do you mean by that, Miss Xue?"
Xue Lan gestured for the young man to be quiet, her eyes crinkling with a smile:
"If you're curious, tell that Miss Jing to come back quickly."
"This is her own doing!"
"Xue only spoke to her."
Lei Chuxi rolled her eyes at Xue Lan, and the young man raised his hand and sent out a light-colored stream of light flying eastward.
Two hundred miles away, a woman in white high in the clouds raised her hand and caught a streak of light coming from the horizon.
The woman looked at Zhu Lingzhi beside her:
"The head of Wan Gong Fang has been appointed."
"It's Miss Xue, whom we met before."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Lingzhi's expression clearly showed some disappointment. However, he quickly composed himself:
"If it's her, it's within expectations. Did Lei Chuxi say anything else?"
As soon as he asked the question, Zhu Lingzhi noticed the unnaturalness on Jing Ruyu's face.
The woman's voice carried a hint of doubt:
"Brother Lei said that Miss Xue wants to see me, the sooner the better."
Zhu Lingzhi nodded: "Then let's go and meet him, after all, he is now the owner of Wan Gong Fang."
The two increased their speed and flew towards the birthplace of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Xue Lan and Lei Chuxi waited in the same spot for less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before two people landed not far away.
One was dressed in fiery red, the other in elegant white.
It was Zhu Lingzhi and Jing Ruyu.
As Jing Ruyu slowly walked towards them, Lei Chuxi saw a strange smile appear on Xue Lan's face.
It was chilling yet tinged with a hint of excitement, and looked rather eerie.
As Jing Ruyu entered the barrier constructed by Lei Chuxi, she immediately saw Xue Lan standing opposite Lei Chuxi.
The woman wore a black robe embroidered with gold, the gold threads depicting delicate flying cranes and flowing clouds on the hem and sleeves, and her gray eyes were incredibly deep.
"Miss Jing, it's been a long time."
Jing Ruyu nodded slightly to Xue Lan:
"Friend Xue!"
"I heard that Fellow Daoist Xue wishes to see me?"
Lei Chuxi looked at Xue Lan:
"Fellow Daoist Xue, now that Ruyu has arrived, may we speak?"
Xue Lan nodded slightly, her gray-white eyes meeting Jing Ruyu's: "Miss Jing, is the person you are betrothed to Ji Ping'an, a disciple of Lingqiao Pavilion?"
Jing Ruyu's heart stirred. The woman turned to look at Lei Chuxi, and only after seeing the young man nod did she slowly speak:
"Indeed, I wonder where Fellow Daoist Xue learned of this news."
Her engagement to Ji Ping'an was a secret known even to few in the Upper Realm. How did Xue Lan know about it?
Xue Lan clapped her hands:
"It can't be wrong."
"There's no doubt about it," Jing Ruyu thought, her eyes filled with even more confusion.
The woman bowed to Xue Lan.
"Could it be that Senior Brother Ji has been away training for many years and has accidentally clashed with Fellow Daoist Xue?"
"If that's the case, Lingqiao Pavilion is willing to step in and mediate."
The woman's voice was soft, but it did carry a hint of coldness.
That's roughly the idea.
I will repay what I owe you, but don't even think about bullying me.
Xue Lan smiled softly:
"As expected of the young master of Lingqiao Pavilion." The woman clapped her hands, her smile deepening. Jing Ruyu had a bad feeling about this.
Xue Lan sighed softly:
"I originally didn't want to be the villain, but I couldn't bear to see you continue to be deceived."
Jing Ruyu heard Xue Lan's icy voice:
“Your fiancé is Ji Ping’an, a disciple of Lingqiao Pavilion.”
"It is none other than the seventh son of the Demon God—Ji Ping!"