Seeing Xia Wei’er change completely upon hearing Tang Ming had arrived, Murong Xue’s lips twitched. Even as a master, she had never seen this side of Xia Wei’er, it was unimaginable.
"Looks good! But I haven’t changed my clothes in days, I need a new outfit."
After tidying her hair, Xia Wei’er glanced at her clothes and quickly ran toward the wardrobe.
"Wei’er..."
Murong Xue opened her mouth and quickly stopped Xia Wei’er: "The situation is a bit complicated, please don’t bla your master."
"What happened?"
Hearing this, Xia Wei’er frowned in confusion: "Did you drive him away and not let him see ?"
"No! That’s not it."
Murong Xue quickly shook her head.
"Good! Rember, Master, though I’ve joined the Rainbow Cloud Peak, I will always be Tang Ming’s woman. If he ever needs , I will support him with all my might."
Xia Wei’er looked earnestly at Murong Xue: "If there’s ever a conflict between the Sect and him, I will stand by his side. We agreed upon this earlier, you should rember."
"Of course I rember."
Murong Xue nodded with a complicated expression; it was precisely because of this statent from Xia Wei’er that she wanted to kill Tang Ming.
Otherwise, it would be like making wedding clothes for soone else, training a Supre Master for Tang Ming for nothing.
"That’s all I need."
Xia Wei’er laughed, cheerfully continuing to look for new clothes.
"Wei’er, you’re about to et Tang Ming. I have so things to explain to you, so make sure you rember."
Seeing Xia Wei’er so busy, Murong Xue sighed helplessly.
"You can tell , I’ll definitely rember."
Xia Wei’er responded without turning her head, her mind full of thoughts of Tang Ming.
"Sigh!"
Murong Xue sighed helplessly again and again.
After Murong Xue left, Tang Ming began to heal ng Xianjun and Zhang Chuming.
"There are always stronger people in the world, who would’ve thought a Three-star Martial General was so powerful; with our combined strength, we had no ability to resist."
While receiving treatnt, ng Xianjun sighed with a pale face.
"Be content! Among the younger generation, we’re definitely the new rising stars of the Martial Arts world, able to dominate an era. But no matter what, Murong Xue is the Sect Master of Rainbow Cloud Peak, a great from the previous generation, there’s no comparison."
Zhang Chuming sat on the ground unconcernedly: "When we reach her age, I’m confident I’ll be stronger than her."
"Actually, that woman doesn’t look that old, at most forty. Is it really that exaggerated?"
While helping the two with acupuncture, Tang Ming curiously questioned.
"For cultivators at the level of Martial General, you can’t judge age by appearance."
ng Xianjun rolled his eyes at Tang Ming, pointing at Yue Ming and Caixia buried in stones: "Look at those two old folks; they have gray hair but look young. They’re likely over a hundred years old."
"The man is seventy-nine, and the woman is seventy-five."
Zhang Chuming casually ntioned their ages: "I’m different from you guys; I can directly determine actual age by the strength of their souls."
"Oh! That’s odd!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Ming was puzzled. His two masters, Tang Cha and the Old Madman, were so old they seed to be falling apart, but their power was at least equal to Murong Xue’s. Why do they look so old?
"What’s wrong?"
Seeing Tang Ming’s confused expression, ng Xianjun and Zhang Chuming were bewildered.
"Nothing! I was just wondering, my master’s power is also strong, but why does he look so old?"
Tang Ming shook his head, expressing his genuine confusion.
"Whether a powerful cultivator can maintain a youthful appearance depends on many factors; the key is whether the cultivator themselves wants to stay young."
Zhang Chuming explained with a smile: "Maintaining a youthful appearance like Murong Xue requires continually using True Qi to preserve one’s looks, which is actually a slow consumption. Many who pursue Martial Arts disdain to waste energy on such things."
"Does it affect strength?"
Tang Ming quickly inquired.
"In theory, it doesn’t make much of a difference. By the ti you reach the realm where you can maintain youth, the consumption to keep your appearance is negligible. However, in a fight between cultivators of equal power, the one who doesn’t pursue appearance will definitely win."
Zhang Chuming confidently stated: "In a supre master’s duel, a minor discrepancy can lead to a major error."
"Moreover, maintaining appearance has side effects. If severely injured, their appearance will age rapidly to match their true age."
ng Xianjun quickly added, looking oddly at the Yue Ming couple: "See their faces are already showing many wrinkles; if we beat them again, they’ll turn ugly."
"So that’s it, I’ve learned sothing. I always thought there’s no such thing as immortality."
Tang Ming kept nodding; if immortality existed, the world would have long descended into chaos.
"Indeed, it’s impossible."
Zhang Chuming smiled, casting an undetectable glance at Zhang Baobao, seemingly indicating it might not be entirely impossible.
"By the way! What kind of creature is Sister Baobao? She was also severely injured by Murong Xue, but she’s recovered even faster than I have?"
After finishing the acupuncture, Tang Ming looked baffled at Zhang Baobao, who was leisurely eating and drinking while lounging on a folding chair.
"Everyone has their secrets, including Sister Baobao."
Zhang Chuming glanced at Tang Ming but offered no explanation.
After treating their injuries, they found a place to ditate and rest, knowing Murong Xue would return soon. Tang Ming didn’t feel like continuing underground, so they simply waited there.
"Ming, are you here?"
After who knows how long, a sweet and lodious female voice suddenly echoed through the air.
"Wei’er!"
Upon hearing this voice, Tang Ming jumped up excitedly, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Under the astonished gazes of the group, Xia Wei’er, wearing colorful clothes and resembling an immortal, gracefully descended from the sky.
"What a beautiful woman."
Seeing the ethereal Xia Wei’er, ng Xianjun and the others praised in wonder.
The current Xia Wei’er’s otherworldly aura combined with her increasingly mature supre beauty was breathtaking, instantly captivating everyone’s hearts with her grand entrance.
"Wei’er."
Tang Ming stared at Xia Wei’er, then sprang up, leaping: "You’re here."
"Ming!"
Xia Wei’er’s eyes were also teary as she quickly rushed toward Tang Ming.
The two embraced mid-air, spinning down to the ground.
"Damn it, another one of his won."
ng Xianjun’s lips twitched with jealousy as his eyes almost popped out.
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