She suddenly waved in a certain direction and said, "Ji Pei, I got two fun things, I’ll share one with you."
In the night, Ji Pei walked over the thick snow, took the pink pearl Shen Zhan handed over, and held it in his palm, examining it closely.
"I rember you produced a pink rfolk Pearl too; why do you want his if you have your own?"
Shen Zhan looked at him softly with those crystal-clear eyes and smiled, "Deep sea rfolk pearls can co in ten colors, but only the pink ones are the most enchanting and beautiful because they are the rmaid tears shed by rfolk when they miss their beloved. They are the most beautiful and alluring. I am not a pure-blood rfolk, as my father is human, so at most, I’m considered half rfolk, and the pink pearls I shed aren’t pure."
Ji Pei was indifferent and was even less interested in the pearl in his hand. He was about to return it when she continued:
"There’s a legend about rn in the sea. If you can get two rfolk Pearls of longing from pure-blood rfolk, with a man and woman each holding one, even if their relationship is broken in this life, they can et in the next without regrets. Ji Pei, do you think this legend could be true?"
Ji Pei’s palm slightly stiffened, and he looked at her silently.
Shen Zhan chuckled lightly and said, "If this legend is true, then I won’t be afraid that one day you’ll suddenly have a mont of madness and break your sword, dying."
Ji Pei: "..."
Shen Zhan reached out, brushed aside his collar, and looked at the scar on his neck left from a self-inflicted wound, her smiling eyes tinged with faint lancholy: "Ji Pei, next ti, don’t seek death again."
Ji Pei unconsciously avoided her gaze, clenched the pearl in his hand, cleared his throat, and said, "Is this why you let that young man into the mountain?"
"Not exactly." Shen Zhan took a piece of xuan paper from between a stack of books, which had an ink portrait drawn on it.
Ji Pei was astonished: "Is this the young man from earlier?"
Moreover, looking at the brushwork, it seed to be from the hands of the Fourth Senior Sister.
Shen Zhan smiled mischievously and said, "Several months ago, Fourth Senior Sister returned from the Demon World, her state of mind often unstable. She would secretly compare this portrait with the many disciples one by one, as if trying to find a junior brother who resembled this young man. Tell , when has Fourth Senior Sister ever cared so much about a man?"
Ji Pei’s face showed an extraordinary expression, and after a long while, he stuttered out four words: "A mirage that quenches thirst."
Shen Zhan’s expression was playful: "Now the mirage has co to our door, so tell , as a junior brother or sister, why ruin Fourth Senior Sister’s affair?"
Ji Pei held his forehead and said, "I think this is too unbelievable. In Fourth Senior Sister’s eyes, there’s no distinction between n’s beauty or ugliness, good or bad. To her, besides the sword, every man and woman in the world is just different looking big radishes."
Are you telling that her sword-addicted Senior Sister is actually drooling over a young man’s looks?
Shen Zhan said: "That’s not so bad. Early on, from the Sect Master’s perspective, it seed there was an intent to betroth Fourth Senior Sister to the Eldest Senior Brother, hoping that entering spirit cultivation through the Eldest Senior Brother’s sword movent would help Fourth Senior Sister rebuild her Sword Heart Clarity, so as not to waste her good sword bones.
But who in the sect doesn’t know that the Eldest Senior Brother and the Second Senior Sister are a match made in heaven? The Sect Master did not do right by wanting to have Fourth Senior Sister and the Second Senior Sister serve one man. I think it won’t work."
ntioning this gave Ji Pei a headache, as the Eldest Senior Brother and the Second Senior Sister have known each other for years yet still couldn’t fulfill their destined relationship, all because the Fire Scripture was caught in the middle.
The Fourth Senior Sister doesn’t need to get involved in this murky water.
"So, when it cos to your turn to invigilate, make sure to look after that young man, turn a blind eye to small matters. I noticed that Eldest Miss of the Jiang Family, when looking at Fourth Senior Sister’s husband, her nose almost pointed to the sky, so let’s make sure our people aren’t bullied by so little girl from outside."
The eight characters haven’t even been started yet, and you’re already calling him Fourth Senior Sister’s husband.
Nepotism and malpractice have reached this level, and Ji Pei felt that the Fengyi Sword tucked in her sleeve would feel ashad for her.
Although her words sounded mysterious and unfounded, if it sohow turned out to be true, it would indeed be a tricky matter to handle.
The Dead Spirit Root, a useless thing with blocked nodes, an ornate but useless embroidered pillow, but so what?
In the end, it can’t surpass the fact that he’s the man whom Fourth Senior Sister fancies.
As a junior brother and sister, what else could they do?
Secretly lend so help, pull so strings, and pamper him all the way up the mountain.
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