Qin Xihe suddenly inhaled sharply, very excited: “Your senior uncle is back? When did she return? How did she suddenly think to come back?”
This rapid-fire triple question immediately caught the attention of the other fairies.
Even Ye Yu, surrounded by the crowd, grew curious and couldn’t help but glance back.
Qin Xihe felt her behavior had been a bit excessive and instinctively looked up.
The moment their eyes met, she immediately turned away.
She thought to herself: “Why didn’t you tell me such a big thing as your senior uncle returning?”
Hearing this, Lü Wanzhu felt speechless.
She wanted to contact her, but the key was that Qin Xihe had been taken away by Yao Bujian, and her fate was unknown—how could contact be made?
Honestly, at that time, Lü Wanzhu had already prepared for the worst, thinking that her master was very likely to have suffered a cruel fate.
But such pessimistic talk was obviously inappropriate for this occasion.
Lü Wanzhu was afraid Qin Xihe would lash out at her, so she weakly said, “I can’t reach you, Master.”
“Senior uncle arrived last night. Upon hearing you were captured, she was very worried.”
“So she went out overnight searching for you.”
“But now that you are safely back, I will notify her to return immediately.”
Qin Xihe’s eyes brightened.
“What? She still doesn’t know I’m back? Then definitely don’t tell her.”
“Keep this a secret; tell her only after one day—no, three days!”
After speaking, Qin Xihe’s thoughts raced, then she looked toward Ye Yu in the distance and said gravely, “Sixth Elder, please come with me to the main hall. I have something to discuss with you privately.”
Upon hearing this, the fairies grew unhappy.
Especially several who had fought their way through the core area and clung tightly beside Ye Yu.
They had barely broken through a nearly three hundred strong crowd and gotten this rare chance.
How could they easily miss it?
So they immediately said, “Immortal Lord, after a day and night of fighting, Sixth Elder must be exhausted both physically and mentally. Any matters can wait until tomorrow.”
“Yes, they should rest. Before I ascended, I learned some relaxing massage techniques. I’ll help Sixth Elder rub his shoulders and pound his legs to thank him for saving us.”
“Sis, with your hands all calloused from wielding a sword daily, that probably wouldn’t feel good at all. Let me do it. My massage technique is ancestral and proven in battle!”
“Sis, «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» do you even understand the meaning of first come first served? I’m a sword cultivator, yes, but mostly controlling the sword, not holding it. Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t know!”
The surrounding fairies began quarreling fiercely.
But each tightly grabbed Ye Yu’s sleeve, showing no signs of letting go.
Before Qin Xihe could speak, Lü Wanzhu couldn’t stand it any longer and said immediately, “Sisters, what are you doing? Keep your hands to yourselves! Don’t pull Sixth Elder apart!”
Saying this, Lü Wanzhu stepped forward to join the fray.
But at this moment, the Yixing Pavilion fairies no longer spoke of fellowship; they nearly began pushing and shoving.
Seeing things spiraling out of control, Qin Xihe could no longer bear it.
“Stop it all!”
“Look at you all, what do you think you’re doing? Where is even a shred of an immortal’s dignity? Move aside at once!”
Under Qin Xihe’s reprimand, the Yixing Pavilion fairies reluctantly cleared a path.
Qin Xihe’s figure transformed into a streak of light, rushing toward the main hall.
Though she said nothing, everyone present understood her meaning.
No wonder Qin Xihe’s third wish was gold difficulty. At this rate, how could the Yixing Pavilion fairies possibly give up their affection for him?
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