Hmph

Hearing this, Qian Qing did not hesitate and decisively nodded in agreement.

Chen Baiqing turned her gaze to the old and young novice monks standing to the side. She had no interest in asking about the cause and effect of their situation, but merely said in a gentle tone,

"Thank you both for your help. This Qian Qing indeed knows my master. You two have worked hard traveling here. Why don't you go to the guest hall to rest first? We will present you with a generous gift later."

Listening from the side, the little monk of the Daoxuan Temple felt as if the world had turned upside down, as if he were in a dream.

No matter how much he thought about it, he never dared to imagine that the pure martial artist in front of him actually knew Chu Xingchen.

Indeed, the affairs of the world are hard to predict.

The abbot glanced at Qian Qing. After a slight hesitation in his expression, he still bowed and asked softly,

"Are you certain that Qian Qing knows your esteemed master, fellow cultivator?"

Chen Baiqing naturally understood the abbot's concerns and stated straightforwardly,

"This is the Tianyan Sect. No one here has the time or desire to play jokes on a martial artist."

Although Chen Baiqing had never actually met Qian Qing, when she was gathering and organizing intelligence, she paid extra attention to what her master was doing. If her master was about to do something foolish, as a disciple, she naturally had to try to stop him.

Having just recalled for a moment, she remembered that there were indeed records of a pure martial artist named Qian Qing, who was also connected to Yuan Kong.

The abbot nodded in understanding, then breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"Then I thank you, fellow cultivator. There is no need for a generous gift. We agreed to help Benefactor Qian on our own accord and cannot accept any reward. There is no need for us to rest either. This old monk still has some trivial matters to attend to, so we will no longer disturb your noble sect."

Chen Baiqing did not force them to stay and bowed slightly. "Thank you, fellow cultivator."

The abbot smiled lightly and nodded. He then reached out to pat the little novice monk who was still in a daze beside him, grabbed him by the collar, and left.

Chen Baiqing looked at the Tianyan Sect disciple beside her and asked,

"Where are they from?"

"They claimed to be from the Daoxuan Temple."

"Send a gift to the Daoxuan Temple in my master's name."

"Understood, I will do it right away."

"Thank you for your trouble." Chen Baiqing nodded in response. Then, she looked at Qian Qing beside her, slightly raised her hand to lift Qian Qing with spiritual energy, and headed into the Tianyan Sect.

In just a moment, three figures landed halfway up the mountain of the Loving Family peak.

Chen Baiqing glanced at the top of the mountain and said softly,

"I do not quite understand the realms of martial artists, but I suppose you can walk the rest of the way up from halfway. How about we chat while we walk?"

Qian Qing snapped back to reality. "Sorry to trouble you, Immortal. That is perfectly fine."

Lin Luoyu stood to the side, her gaze sizing up Qian Qing. Although Qian Qing's expression showed obvious panic, her tone remained neither haughty nor humble, which was rather interesting.

Qian Qing gathered her thoughts, ready to answer Chen Baiqing's questions about the cause and effect of her situation.

However, it was obvious that this was not what Chen Baiqing wanted to ask.

Chen Baiqing walked up the mountain with light steps, her tone relaxed as if making small talk.

"Yuan Kong and I have known each other since we were young, but I have never really liked him."

"He is wooden as a monk, his mind is not very sharp, and he doesn't know how to be flexible."

Hearing these words, Qian Qing did not answer, merely keeping her head down and watching the path under her feet.

Chen Baiqing observed Qian Qing's expression and continued, "But he is still a good person overall."

Only upon hearing this did Qian Qing raise her head and chime in,

"He's just an old softie, that's all."

Chen Baiqing nodded in understanding.

"But if you really see Yuan Kong in the future, what do you want to say to him?"

Hearing this, Qian Qing fell silent. Looking at the increasingly distinct immortal buildings ahead, she didn't know how to answer for a moment.

If she thought about it privately...

She would definitely demand to know why he just disappeared without saying a word.

Leaving her all alone in a place he thought was safe.

Why didn't he ask what she really thought in her heart?

Does an adopted child no longer need to be cared for once they grow up?

Chen Baiqing waited for a moment. Seeing that Qian Qing did not reply, she sighed softly.

Qian Qing looked over.

"As expected, whether it is immortals or mortals, some things are just hard to explain clearly," Chen Baiqing said with a hint of melancholy. "The main reason I came back this time is also to reconcile with my eldest martial sister."

"There was a slight misunderstanding with my eldest martial sister in the past, and we haven't contacted each other for a long time."

"Coming back this time, I don't know what to say when I see her, nor do I know if she can forgive me."

Hearing these words, Qian Qing suddenly felt that Chen Baiqing was much more approachable for some reason.

Perhaps it was because both of them had similar troubles, or perhaps it was because Chen Baiqing didn't endlessly interrogate her with questions she was already tired of answering.

Qian Qing thought for a moment and still chose to offer comfort,

"After all, she is your martial sister. Being in the same sect, a slight misunderstanding from the past won't ruin so many years of affection."

"I hope so," Chen Baiqing replied softly.

The rest of the journey became much quieter.

Chen Baiqing occasionally asked some inconsequential questions, such as whether the journey all the way to the Central State was fraught with danger.

Qian Qing answered simply. With the rest of the time free, she could distract herself by looking at what the rumored immortal sect actually looked like.

However, the more she looked, the less she dared to look closely.

In short, the storytellers' imaginations were simply too lacking; even their most outrageous boasting could not compare to a random scene here.

Spirit beasts leaped through the forests, and immortal cranes let out soft cries.

There were also rainbow-like light barriers that would occasionally ripple across the sky.

Specks of spiritual light drifted down, and in the distance, an absurdly massive flood dragon coiled around the foot of a mountain peak.

It was like a dream, an absolute illusion...

It was a very long path, but when he finally reached the top, it felt as though only an instant had passed.

Qian Qing looked up at the plaque hanging in front of the building—A Family that Loves Each Other.

The brushstrokes were brimming with spiritual charm; just a single glance exuded a vigorous and domineering aura.

"My master came up with the name," Chen Baiqing chuckled softly. "Is it not a bit out of tune? You said you have drank with my master before; his way of speaking is a bit erratic, is it not?"

"At the time, I did not quite understand what your esteemed master said, but thinking about it carefully, he actually made sense." Qian Qing took a deep breath, his mind inexplicably feeling refreshed and clear. "However, this name indeed carries your esteemed master's style of being detached from worldly affairs."

Lin Luoyu, listening from the side, could not help but smile in amusement.

She had not expected there would come a day when her own master's naming tastes would actually be praised.

Ordinary cultivators would pause their steps upon seeing this, their expressions turning inexplicable.

Back then, Yanyun even pondered for a while whether this name held some other profound meaning.

Could it truly be that extreme vulgarity becomes elegance?

Hearing this, Chen Baiqing nodded in satisfaction. No matter what, praising her master was equivalent to praising her.

"Let us go. Since you are here, there will certainly be a proper resolution for your matters. After all, for a martial artist to reach the gates of the Heavenly Divination Sect, it would be impossible without a deep obsession in his heart."

Qian Qing nodded and followed behind Chen Baiqing as they walked inside.

Proceeding forward, they bypassed a winding bridge and a small pond, walked along a long corridor for a short while, and then saw the interior of a spacious courtyard.

Inside the courtyard, two people were sitting by a table. One was a man dressed in white with an unfriendly expression, while the other was a woman with an exquisitely beautiful face and an inexplicable sense of amiability.

However, at this moment, the amiable woman seemed to be lecturing the unfriendly-looking man, creating quite a sense of contrast.

Chen Baiqing quickened her pace and raised her voice, "Eldest Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother."

Li Xingtian looked over, a faint smile appearing on his face as he gave a gentle nod.

Li Yingling's gaze also shifted to Chen Baiqing and Lin Luoyu. Then, her eyes fixed on Chen Baiqing. She immediately crossed her arms, tilted her head up slightly, and turned away with a snort, "Hmph!"