Su Zhuyi laughed awkwardly, “Big brother, you must be joking.”

Go to Gujian Sect?

How could that work? It was simply absurd, absolutely out of the question! There was already Luo Ying, and Little Skull’s fate had changed. If she went to the Gujian Sect, how could she follow her previous life’s trajectory of killing and causing trouble? In her past life, she had known a direct disciple of the Gujian Sect and knew it was a very ancient and conservative sect. Disciples had to spend a hundred years cultivating sword heart, and within those hundred years, they were not allowed to leave the mountain. In other words, if she entered, she wouldn’t be able to leave the mountain for a hundred years.

Then, how would the Su family of Yongan Town be destroyed? How many people’s fates would be altered?

She would probably be struck to smithereens by heavenly lightning!

Even going to other righteous path sects would be better – she absolutely couldn’t go to Gujian Sect, and especially couldn’t take Luo Ying as her master.

She didn’t dare imagine that even if she luckily avoided heavenly dao and cultivated on the mountain for a hundred years, when she later came down wanting to make a name for herself by entering secret realms, killing people and seizing treasures, with a master who had great love in her heart and a fierce, evil senior brother chasing behind her, how difficult it would be to act. Before she could even kill anyone, she’d probably be dragged back for punishment!

“Not going?” Qinghe’s expression eased slightly. He snorted lightly, “Fine, if you don’t want to go, I won’t force you.”

Not going was perfect. Originally, he and his master lived together on Luoxue Peak of Gujian Sect, enjoying their world of two. He completely didn’t want a third person to disturb them.

“Farewell.” After speaking, Qinghe tapped his toes and jumped onto the fan surface. After snapping his fingers, the fan flew into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, only a small dot remained. The moment it took off, it created a strong wind that made Su Zhuyi appear unsteady. She had to firmly hug a crooked tree beside her to avoid being blown away. After the fan completely disappeared, she spat out the leaves and sand from her mouth and cursed quietly.

Just because she didn’t agree to become a disciple, not only did he not give her a ride, but he even fanned her with the fan!

With Qinghe’s current strength, how could flying with a magical device create such flying sand and stones? He did it on purpose.

In his heart, Luo Ying was number one in the world, and she actually dared to refuse Luo Ying, so he deliberately gave her some trouble. Hmph, he was secretly pleased but still made her eat dirt.

After spitting twice more to clean the sand from her mouth, Su Zhuyi planned to take out a tree root to replenish herself. When she reached to feel around, she suddenly realized that she had given all her spirit stones, pills, and even tree roots to Luo Ying earlier. Now she had nothing to replenish spiritual energy with. She was already seriously injured, and now tired and exhausted, wanting to walk out of Seven Fairies Mountain would be too difficult.

Fortunately, the mountain’s collapse and the earth’s splitting here had created quite a commotion, so there were no fierce beasts around. But with no fierce beasts, there were also no other small animals, making it difficult for her to fill her stomach. She sat down under the big tree and had just rested for a while when she saw a red cloud appear overhead.

Qinghe stepped on his fan and flew back with a gloomy face. Looking at Su Zhuyi curled up under the tree, he shouted, “Get up.” Without waiting for her agreement, he used a grappling technique to grab and lift her, picking her up like a chick and throwing her onto the fan surface.

The master had just woken up again.

Seeing only the two of them on the flying magical device, she frowned. He honestly said that the little girl didn’t want to be her disciple, but unexpectedly, the master suddenly perked up and sat up, gazing distantly toward Qilian Mountain with clear, distant eyes.

She didn’t speak, but Qinghe understood her meaning.

Luo Ying had always been expressionless, and others couldn’t read any emotional changes from her face, but Qinghe could. He had spent so many years day and night with Luo Ying that he could detect even a subtle expression on her face or a slight change in her eyes.

Even though she didn’t speak, Qinghe knew what she meant.

Even if that little girl didn’t want to join the Gujian Sect, they couldn’t just leave an injured and exhausted girl on the mountain.

So, under Luo Ying’s gaze, Qinghe drove the fan back to the fourth peak of Qilian Mountain. Seeing Qinghe’s actions, Luo Ying closed her eyes with relief. She was too weak. Because her heart was concerned about Su Zhuyi and Little Skull, her consciousness hadn’t completely relaxed. Now that she had Qinghe’s assurance, she fell asleep.

Qinghe lifted Su Zhuyi onto the fan surface and asked, “You want to go to Suyue Sect?”

Su Zhuyi nodded, “Yes, I heard Suyue Sect is recruiting disciples recently, only female disciples. I want to try.”

“Not joining Gujian Sect?”

“Not joining.” Su Zhuyi answered decisively.

“Fine, I’ll take you there.” After speaking, he also threw Su Zhuyi a pill, then took out a cosmos bag from his storage magical device and threw the entire bag to Su Zhuyi.

Looking at the patterns on the cosmos bag, Su Zhuyi knew this bag wasn’t his. The red and white colors looked like a storage magical device from Feihong Sect disciples. The storage bag she had first picked up from corpses looked very similar to this one.

Could it be that Qinghe had already killed several Feihong Sect cultivators?

Su Zhuyi understood but wasn’t foolish enough to expose this. She took the storage bag and looked inside, finding over ten spirit stones. Just as she opened the bag for a glance, Little Skull, who had returned to the Wuding Gourd, emerged again and stared longingly at the storage bag in Su Zhuyi’s hands.

Su Zhuyi felt her back go cold being stared at by those hollow eye sockets, so she took out a spirit stone and handed it to Little Skull.

It bit and crunched it in one bite, finishing it in the blink of an eye.

After eating, it continued to stare longingly at Su Zhuyi, its little finger hooking the mouth of the storage bag. It was too hungry, so hungry it felt anxious, and its bones had become crispy. Just now, it had even pinched out some powder. Little Skull used to hide its discomfort when sick because it feared that Daddy would worry. Now, big sister was also covered in wounds and looked weak and tired, so she hid in the gourd and didn’t dare say she felt bad.

Staying inside the gourd was quite comfortable, but spirit stones had an inexplicably strong attraction for Little Skull, like eating candy – it couldn’t resist.

Su Zhuyi handed it to another one and watched helplessly as the spirit stone disappeared in the blink of an eye.

These spirit stones were only mid-grade spirit stones, so Su Zhuyi didn’t feel bad about eating them. But seeing it eat reminded her of the high-grade spirit stones she had painstakingly dug in the gourd – over a hundred of them, all eaten clean by Little Skull in one go. This made her feel somewhat frustrated. She had to train it, control its daily food intake, and couldn’t let it eat everything available, right? Otherwise, how would she survive in the future?

Thinking of this, Su Zhuyi ignored Little Skull’s pitiful gaze and even reached out to pat the little finger bone hanging on the bag.

But just as she moved, she heard Qinghe say coldly, “Give it to him.”

He stood behind them, his killing intent almost condensing into water.

Su Zhuyi wasn’t easily intimidated. She held back her anger and smiled, “Big brother, you have many spirit stones. This little bit isn’t enough – it can eat several hundred in one meal.”

Give it to him? Sure, but how about you provide some more spirit stones?

“I don’t have any.”

“That storage bag was picked up after I killed someone.” Qinghe stared fixedly at Su Zhuyi. “With master here, I don’t kill people.”

He just happened to be out of spirit stones, otherwise, he wouldn’t even have picked up the bag. Now that he had agreed to return to Gujian Sect with his master to accept punishment, he probably wouldn’t get to leave the mountain for hundreds of years, so he wouldn’t need spirit stones anyway. That’s why he gave her the entire bag.

And now, naturally, it was for that little skeleton.

He had obtained the Longquan Sword and knew everything that happened in the seal through it. He knew that without this little skeleton, the master probably wouldn’t have been able to come out alive. Therefore, he rarely showed any gentleness toward this little skeleton.

Moreover, being near this little skeleton weakened the evil nature of the Longquan Sword within him. This was also why, although he greatly disliked Su Zhuyi, he didn’t directly refuse her entry to the Gujian Sect. Not wanting to make his master unhappy was only one of the reasons.

Su Zhuyi chuckled, “Then forget it.” She then threw the entire storage bag at Little Skull and sat down at the edge of the fan.

Little Skull made gurgling sounds in its throat – it was swallowing saliva. It poured out all the spirit stones and arranged them, counted out half of them, quickly stuffed them into its mouth, then reluctantly put the other half back into the storage bag and quietly slipped it into Su Zhuyi’s hands.

“Big sister, you eat too.” After speaking, to avoid looking at the bag again, it directly dove into the Wuding Gourd and hid deep in the gourd’s belly, temporarily not planning to come out.

Qinghe continued, “It eats spirit stones. How can you afford to raise it?”

“It’s so capable, it can find its food.” This experience in the seal made Su Zhuyi realize how strong Little Skull was. Since it was so capable, getting some spirit stones would be simple. Since it could control itself and left her half, it showed it was quite obedient and sensible. Later, it could go out to hunt spirit beasts, explore spirit mountains for treasures, and mine spirit stones. She would just need to lie at home and count spirit stones.

With its abilities, even if it ate half and left half, Su Zhuyi felt she would have no worries about food and clothing. Thinking this way, keeping Little Skull by her side was also a good thing.

Qinghe thought about it and agreed with Su Zhuyi’s words. “You do have some ability. How did you subdue it?”

Su Zhuyi didn’t answer but asked in return, “Then how did you subdue the Longquan Sword?”

Qinghe was slightly stunned and said coldly, “I am a descendant of the sword forger.”

No wonder… he had only fallen in for such a short while, yet the Longquan Sword acknowledged him as master.

This was… heavenly will!

Unexpectedly, that sword forger from back then still has a bloodline continuing to this day.

“What about you?” Qinghe continued asking with a gloomy face.

Su Zhuyi touched her head, wanting to habitually make a charming, alluring gesture, but suddenly realized her hair was only an inch long. Then she gave Qinghe a sidelong glance, “Because I’m beautiful.”

“Heh.” Qinghe sneered and didn’t continue asking, sitting cross-legged beside Luo Ying.

He sat there very devoutly, as if the woman before him was his entire faith, a treasure cherished in his heart.

The way he looked at her was full of deep affection, and then he gently placed his palm an inch above her forehead, infusing spiritual energy into her body.

Su Zhuyi said, “You can’t treat her like a noble fairy. No, wait, you can treat her like a fairy.” She paused, “But what you should do isn’t worship, but blasphemy.”

Flirt from time to time, and make the girl’s heart flutter a bit. This master-disciple taboo stuff was all just passing clouds.

Su Zhuyi, this demonic path demoness, could easily seduce famous sect disciples. The current Qinghe and Luo Ying were just like her and Qin Jianglan, with positions swapped. Just shamelessly flirt every day, and how could Luo Ying not be moved?

But thinking of this, Su Zhuyi suddenly froze. How had she forgotten that Luo Ying had no heart?

Just then, Qinghe finished transmitting spiritual energy and suddenly turned around. His gaze was like sword light, making Su Zhuyi, who was sitting alluringly on the fan, feel cold all over, as if half her body had been scalded by fire.

“If you continue spouting nonsense.” The black sword shadow appeared behind him again. “I’ll dismember you into ten thousand pieces.”

Su Zhuyi: “…”