What a face it was!
Zhao Siya considered herself well-acquainted with young talents; the Xuantian Holy Land was a gathering place for geniuses, many of whom possessed extraordinary grace and outstanding temperaments. However, not a single one of them could be compared to the man before her.
His sword-like eyebrows slanted upward, not appearing sharp but instead sketching an air of boundless freedom and nobility. His eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, and the gentle smile he wore when looking at Su Qingyue was enough to drown one’s heart.
Most importantly, he carried a high-and-mighty, transcendent aura—like a banished immortal—that made people instinctively want to follow him.
Zhao Siya felt as if she were suffocating, her heart gripped tightly by an invisible hand. Looking at Su Qingyue nestled in Qin Hao’s arms, she even felt the absurd wish that she were the one in his embrace.
As soon as the thought appeared, Zhao Siya startled herself, her face burning intensely.
"Qin Hao... so this is what the man Junior Sister Su likes looks like."
At this moment, Qin Hao was completely unaware that his peerless looks had successfully won him another little fangirl.
He looked down at Su Qingyue in his arms, the corners of his mouth curling slightly. "Alright now, there are others here."
Hearing his voice, Su Qingyue snapped out of it and hurriedly retreated from his embrace, a blush creeping onto her face. She looked at Zhao Siya with some embarrassment.
"Senior Sister, this is Qin Hao. Qin Hao, this is Senior Sister Zhao Siya. She has taken great care of me in the sect."
Qin Hao turned to Zhao Siya and gave her a gentle smile. "Miss Zhao, thank you for looking after Qingyue."
His voice was clear and calm, possessing a sort of magic that made Zhao Siya’s heart skip a beat. Meeting those deep eyes, her mind went blank.
"It’s only right... no need for thanks. I like Junior Sister Su."
The moment the words left her mouth, Zhao Siya wanted to bite her tongue. What on earth was she saying?!
Qin Hao observed Zhao Siya with his Heavy Pupils, then took a bottle of essence blood from his storage bag and handed it to her.
"I see you practice a fire-attribute cultivation technique. This is a bottle of fire-attribute True Dragon Essence Blood; it should be of great help to you. Consider it a thank-you gift for taking care of Qingyue."
Qin Hao’s words struck Zhao Siya’s heart like a bolt of lightning. What! True Dragon Essence Blood!!! Even a single drop was a precious treasure to immortal experts, yet he had pulled out an entire bottle just like that! What kind of background did he have?
A surge of intense envy rose within Zhao Siya. She finally understood why Su Qingyue was so devoted to this Qin Hao. If she were Su Qingyue, being doted on by a man who was handsome, powerful, and had a terrifying background, she would be the same.
"This... this is too precious. I cannot accept it. Taking care of my junior sister is my duty."
Hearing this, Qin Hao waved his hand. "Precious? It’s just a bottle of essence blood, nothing worth mentioning. Take it. I only hope you can continue to assist Qingyue in the future."
Not worth mentioning? Zhao Siya was internally horrified. This was True Dragon Essence Blood! Did he think it was common cabbage? To hear him call it "nothing worth mentioning," just how terrifying was his background?
Zhao Siya cupped her hands toward Qin Hao. "In that case, I shall respectfully accept."
Following this, Zhao Siya became even more determined to maintain a good relationship with Su Qingyue. Su Qingyue herself was exceptionally talented, advancing from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core in just one month, and she had such a massive tree backing her. Staying on her good side would bring nothing but benefits!
Beside them, Su Qingyue’s heart felt incredibly sweet, hearing Qin Hao constantly looking out for her.
"Qin Hao, why did you come to find me?"
Su Qingyue hugged Qin Hao’s arm, her joy plain to see.
Qin Hao pinched Su Qingyue’s delicate, supple cheek.
"I saw the letter you wrote and knew today was your birthday, so I came specifically to celebrate with you."
His words made Su Qingyue frown slightly. "A letter? What letter? I didn't write you a letter."
Su Qingyue hadn't dared to hope that Qin Hao would come to see her; her only thought had been to cultivate hard until she was worthy of standing by his side.
Qin Hao was also stunned. "Huh? But Big Nephew came to me and said you wrote me a letter."
As he spoke, Qin Hao pulled out the letter he had received. "The handwriting and the tone seem just like yours."
Seeing the contents of the letter, Su Qingyue’s face immediately flushed crimson. She hurriedly snatched the letter from Qin Hao’s hand and tucked it away.
"Master! This... this is my diary! How could he..."
Qin Hao’s mouth twitched. He had wondered why the contents were so rambling; it turned out that old scoundrel Big Nephew had stolen Qingyue’s diary! With the methods of an Immortal King, condensing the contents of Su Qingyue’s diary onto a single sheet of paper was all too easy.
Qin Hao shook his head with a smile. "It seems my Big Nephew has rebellious intentions! What? Not content with being a generation below me, so he wants to get back at me through Qingyue? Hmph, his plan is going to fail. By then, your disciple Qingyue will also be a generation higher than him."
"Well, even if the process was wrong, the result was right. If not for him, I wouldn't have known today was your birthday. Qingyue, close your eyes."
Su Qingyue obediently closed her eyes.
Qin Hao took out a treasure he had commissioned and said to Su Qingyue, "You can open them now."
Su Qingyue opened her eyes to see a small, delicate mirror in Qin Hao’s hand.
"This mirror was crafted from Ethereal Jade combined with the power of a Seven-Apertures Exquisite Heart. It calms the mind and focuses the spirit. As for a name... I haven't thought of one yet. It can reflect the true heart and see through illusions and inner demons. It will be helpful for your cultivation. This is the birthday gift I prepared for you. I hope you like it."
"I love it! As long as it's from you, I’d love it even if it were just a rock!"
Su Qingyue took the mirror from Qin Hao, cradling it in her palms with extreme care, as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.
And to Su Qingyue, it truly was. She had never received a birthday gift before; this was her first, and it was from Qin Hao!
To her, even if someone offered her a Zenith Emperor Weapon for this mirror, she wouldn't trade it!
Seeing her like this, Qin Hao teased her with a smile, "If I’d known you were so easy to please, why would I have wasted time crafting a treasure? I should have just picked up a rock from the side of the road for you."
Su Qingyue looked up at Qin Hao, her face brimming with happiness.
"If I’d known a single letter could bring you back to me, I should have written one every day."
Standing to the side, Zhao Siya felt completely miserable!
"Heavens, if I have committed a crime, please punish me, but do not make me stand here watching the man who finally made my heart flutter dote on another woman!"
"I'm so envious of Junior Sister Su... where is my Qin Hao?"
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