NFBE Chapter 413 What is scheming? We call this mutual trust!
Chapter 413 What is scheming? We call this mutual trust!
"How strange, this child really has no connection whatsoever with the entire Yuanming Realm!"
The old man in gray clothes grabbed Xue Tong's sleeve and examined the girl over and over, his eyes looking as if he were looking at a rare refining material.
Holding the Su Jun Sword, Xue Tong cast a pleading look at Xue Lan:
"Are all the masters at Wan Gong Fang like this?"
I think you're more normal now!
Xue Lan shook her head upon hearing this: "Actually, I also found it amazing at the time. Didn't I even arrange a marriage between you and your mother because of this?"
"What?" Xue Tong turned to look at Xue Lan, her eyes filled with shock.
"Do you know how long I was moved by that red thread? And now you're telling me you were just playing around?"
Xue Lan shook her head: "Back then, when Qing Shi was here, I felt sorry for you, a lonely soul. I don't know how you drifted so far to get here."
The woman played with a strand of her hair: "Your return journey was quite smooth; none of the many rivers of time that stood between the Yuanming Realm and your world could stop you."
A hint of clear confusion appeared in Xue Tong's eyes:
Will I be stopped by other rivers of time?
Xue Lan slapped her forehead: "You've really focused on developing the system all these years. You don't know anything about the cultivation world yourself?"
Xue Tong looked up with her very pretty face and spoke:
"I can't find out everything! Besides, you're here to teach me, aren't you?"
Xue Lan couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, and I'll teach you!"
The girl was like a porcelain doll in the hands of the spirit of the Wan Gong Box and the masters, being tugged at by her sleeves and turned around, looking exceptionally obedient.
The girl heard Xue Lan's smiling explanation, which instantly gave her the feeling of being taken to a shop to have her clothes made.
“Every independent world has its own river of time, which contains the memories of the entire world, flowing continuously and endlessly.”
"You crossed the river of time like a speck of dust drifting past a hurricane. It's amazing that you weren't swept away."
The girl trembled violently after hearing Xue Lan's words:
What would happen if you got caught up in it?
Xue Lan shrugged: "I don't know. Maybe I'll be assimilated into that world, which is what you often call time travel. Or maybe I'll be like you, constantly flowing in the river of time."
Xue Tong felt a wave of fear wash over her:
"In that case, will we not be able to go home?"
Does that mean I'll never see my mother again?
Recalling the voice that had turned her hair white in the two years because of her, Xue Tong couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.
Xue Lan reached out and touched her head: "Do you miss your mother?"
Xue Tong nodded: "Aren't you afraid I won't be able to get home?"
Xue Lan gently shook her head:
"Xiaotong, do you know?"
"The Sun-Tracing Mirror can be divided into twelve pieces."
Each piece can resist one attraction when crossing the river of time, enough to bring this little girl far from home back to her mother's side so that she can do the unfinished things she should have done!
Xue Lan noticed that the girl's body stiffened slightly.
"It's alright! After all, the deal between me and your seniors clearly states that you must return safely for the deal to be finalized."
The inner demon, silent for a long time, smashed a teacup in her sea of consciousness, and the woman's eyes were filled with astonishment:
"You already knew?"
Xue Lan laughed arrogantly: "I don't know, what do I know?"
The inner demon was so angry it wanted to tear Xue Lan's mouth apart.
Her voice was laced with suppressed anger: "From the moment the main system told you the deal was done, you knew she was safely back and could come back to save you!"
"You never truly trusted her; you were just scheming against her!"
After the inner demon finished speaking, Xue Lan, unusually, did not respond.
Because Xue Tong spoke up: "What do you mean by scheming? Don't speak so rudely!"
The inner demon: "Isn't this scheming?"
Xue Tong was silent for a short while, then smiled and spoke:
"What do you know? This is called mutual trust!"
The inner demons fell silent!
Xue Lan was always surrounded by three types of people.
Xue Lan fans.
A die-hard fan of Xue Lan.
There are also die-hard Xue Lan fans...
The inner demon, whose demonic energy was unstable due to Xue Tong's sharp words, chose to remain silent, not wanting to provoke Xue Tong, who was in an excellent state.
Anyway, this girl is about to be sent into the illusion of the Heavenly Forging Hammer. It's not too late to deal with Xue Lan's mentality after she goes in.
But she fell silent; Xue Tong said nothing more.
That doesn't mean Xue Lan herself can avoid being shameless!
The woman severed the connection between Xue Tong and the two men, her laughter almost overflowing:
"Oh dear, I've been bullied again."
"It's pathetic that you, a demon in your own heart, have gone this far!"
Inner Demon: Endure!
The masters over there finally decided to let Xue Tong go. The spirit of the Wan Gong Box looked at Xue Lan with sparkling eyes. The woman had a feeling that he was about to ask if she could borrow Xue Tong to observe for two days.
So, the moment the spirit spoke, Xue Lan preemptively refused:
"No borrowing!"
The spirit held a hand seal that would send Xue Tong inside, and was somewhat displeased with Xue Lan's decisive refusal:
"When did I say I was borrowing? I was just looking forward to inviting Miss Xue Tong for a cup of tea and some pastries."
Xue Lan rolled her eyes: "This trip will involve three days of tea and dozens of plates of pastries, right?"
The spirit of the artifact fell silent. A complex hand seal appeared in the old man's hand, floating in mid-air like a constantly changing box.
Xue Tong watched helplessly as the box grew larger and larger until it covered her completely.
The girl turned around inside the box and looked at Xue Lan: "Xue Lan, I'm leaving!"
Xue Lan nodded gently: "Be careful!"
The girl disappeared into the box, and silence returned.
Wang Jingchun stepped forward first and bowed to Xue Lan: "Master, this matter is settled. We still need to carry out our cultivation to prevent our souls from dissipating, so we will take our leave now."
Xue Lan returned the greeting: "Thank you all for your hard work this time."
The spirit of the Wan Gong Box originally intended to leave with Wang Jingchun and the others, but as it turned around, it heard Xue Lan's voice:
"Senior Spirit, may I ask your name?"
The old man spoke: "I have no surname, my name is Jiusheng."
Xue Lan's smile widened: "Then I will call you Ninth Senior from now on."
The old man did not refuse and turned to continue walking out.
He had only taken a couple of steps when Xue Lan's voice came from behind him again:
"Ninth Senior!" the woman called out loudly.
"This junior has something I'd like to discuss with you in detail, senior!"
The old man stopped and turned around. Upon hearing the words "discuss in detail," the masters around him quickened their pace, and once they reached the outside of the main training ground, they flew directly there.
Senior Jiusheng looked at Xue Lan helplessly and said:
"What else does the shop owner want to say?"
Xue Lan picked up a fallen memorial tablet from the ground, wiped the three characters "Qin Lingshi" clean, and then placed it back in its original position.
"I'd like to tell you, senior, why I'm unwilling to sign a contract with Wan Gong Fang!"