Chapter 741: Chapter 741: Peerless Good Man
Although the Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master had never seen Jiang Fan himself,
as a new disciple, his information had already co into his hands.
Among them, of course, included a portrait of Jiang Fan.
At present, the man depicted by Gu Xin’er’s painting and Jiang Fan…
couldn’t just be described as resembling each other.
Because—they were identical.
“Pavilion Master, do you know this person?”
Seeing the slightly peculiar expression on the Pavilion Master’s face, Gu Xin’er asked excitedly.
The Pavilion Master shook his head slightly and said, “No, never.”
“I will notify the Nine-Sect to keep an eye out for this person for you.”
“If there’s any news, I’ll transmit it to you.”
Gu Xin’er felt disappointed.
She had thought that the Pavilion Master might know him.
As for the Nine-Sect searching…
it could only be said that the hope was slim.
Judging from the techniques utilized by that man’s Cloud Shadow, it was clear…
he did not belong to this continent.
Who knew whether he had already returned to Taicang State by now?
“Well then, I’ll trouble the Pavilion Master with this.”
“Farewell!”
Leaving behind the painting, she lifted her steps and departed.
Just as she was about to walk out of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion’s hall, a girl in a purple dress dashed past from behind.
Her glossy black hair was casually tied up, and her face, unadorned by makeup, still had an undeniable allure.
Her tall and graceful figure resembled the swaying willow by the riverbank.
Even as she hurriedly ran, her silhouette exuded an indescribable elegance.
“Such a beautiful female disciple.”
Even Gu Xin’er, as a woman, couldn’t help but feel a touch of awe in her gaze.
The hairpin she carried murmured with curiosity: “Hmm, she’s not only beautiful but holds great fortune as well.”
“There are traces on her body of teaching received in dreams.”
What?
Gu Xin’er widened her mouth in astonishnt: “Dream teaching really exists in this world?”
The hairpin nodded slightly: “It certainly exists, though the conditions to trigger it are extrely stringent.”
“First, one must enter a special dream state—this is nearly one in a billion.”
“Second, one must practice the holy lineage, which is itself one in a billion.”
“For both conditions to be t simultaneously, the difficulty is naturally imnse.”
“This girl actually possesses a holy lineage?”
“Unbelievable.”
Gu Xin’er was even more shocked: “A holy lineage?”
“Master, you’re not joking, are you?”
The hairpin confird, “Only through the holy lineage can the possibility of dream teachings exist.”
“However, perhaps she has only learned so minor aspects from the lineage.”
Upon hearing this, Gu Xin’er still felt astonished:
“Even minor aspects are remarkable.”
“The Saint’s Path is not taught freely.”
“Where did she learn it from?”
As a rchant, the principle of rare goods’ higher value ran deep in her bones.
She imdiately sniffed out a business opportunity.
Her eyes darted, and she nimbly pursued after the girl.
“Dear disciple, please wait a mont.”
Liu Qingxian halted and turned to glance at the brightly dressed and lively young lady before her, saying:
“Sister, is there sothing you need?”
Gu Xin’er studied her features attentively, growing even more impressed by her exceptional beauty.
She admired, “Truly marvelous—beauty coupled with great fortune.”
“If you hadn’t joined the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, I’d definitely introduce you to the Outer Realm Divine Sect myself.”
Liu Qingxian finally discerned that this young girl, despite being younger than her, seed far from ordinary.
“May I ask who you are?”
Gu Xin’er lightly traced her finger, whereupon a flash of Nascent Soul Power sparked and disappeared at her fingertip.
What?
Liu Qingxian was dumbfounded—this seemingly girlish teenager turned out to be a Nascent Soul monster!
She quickly bowed respectfully: “Junior Liu Qingxian greets Senior.”
Gu Xin’er offered a gentle smile: “No need for formalities.”
“I noticed traces of dream teaching upon you.”
“Am I correct?”
Liu Qingxian hesitated defensively but dared not lie under the presence of a Nascent Soul Senior.
“Yes… does Senior have any advice to offer?”
Gu Xin’er said, “Have no fear, I disdain the notion of stealing another’s opportunities.”
“I simply wish to propose a trade.”
“Your dream-taught cultivation technique, exchanged for a mid-level Earth cultivation technique of mine.”
“What do you think?”
Mid-level Earth?
Liu Qingxian’s heart trembled.
The Green Cloud Sect’s strongest cultivation technique was a re lower-level Earth technique, and it was incomplete at that.
This Deputy Pavilion Master, upon offering, went straight to a mid-level Earth technique!
Her heart wavered but she refused outright without hesitation.
“This was taught to by my husband, and without his consent, I cannot share it.”
“I ask for Senior’s understanding.”
Husband?
Gu Xin’er furrowed her brow, asking, “Where is your husband located?”
“I would like to negotiate with him directly.”
Liu Qingxian anxiously looked towards the outside of the Pavilion, stating, “He should arrive today.”
“Senior, I must go and welco my husband now.”
“Pardon .”
After another polite bow,
she hurriedly departed.
Watching her fading silhouette, Gu Xin’er frowned slightly:
“If another junior encountered a Nascent Soul Senior, they would surely seize the chance to form a connection at all costs.”
“Yet here she is, leaving behind for her husband.”
“What kind of captivating charm does her husband possess?”
Her words subtly carried a hint of disdain.
She felt Liu Qingxian had neglected the bigger picture for a trivial matter.
The hairpin chuckled and said:
“A husband capable of transmitting the Saint’s Path—doesn’t he carry imnse charm?”
“Among Outer Realm Divine Sect couples, let alone the Saint’s Path, even the Path of God Transformation is carefully guarded and rarely shared.”
Gu Xin’er’s face stiffened slightly.
It was true!
The Martial Path was akin to crossing a single-log bridge amidst a stampede.
Each additional person brought additional competition.
Gu Xin’er privately vowed that, should she find a Dao companion in the future, she would never consider sharing the secrets of the hairpin with them.
It was simply an impossibility!
Yet, the Saint’s Path—Liu Qingxian’s husband had easily imparted it to her.
In contrast, Gu Xin’er finally understood the extraordinary nature of her husband.
“In that light, he is indeed a respectable man.”
Unbidden, Gu Xin’er recalled Jiang Fan.
Comparing the two, Liu Qingxian’s husband beca all the more extraordinary.
“Ah! The gap between people—how can it be this wide?”
“One is vile, despicable, and shaless.”
“The other is lofty and admirable, worthy of respect.”
The hairpin sighed bitterly and said: “Could you stop thinking about that rascal?”
“You’re nearly turning him into a heart demon.”
Gu Xin’er lightly snorted:
“I’ll keep thinking about him!”
“Using aphrodisiacs to threaten .”
“I’ll rember him for a lifeti!”
At that mont.
A distant cheer from Liu Qingxian echoed forth.
Her husband had arrived.
Gu Xin’er couldn’t hide her curiosity and stepped forward, saying:
“I must see for myself.”
“Liu Qingxian’s husband—what sort of outstanding and unique gentleman he is.”
Her mind had already involuntarily scripted his image.
Dressed in black clothes swaying in the breeze, crowned with jade, extraordinarily handso.
Striding with asured steps, surrounded by righteous aura.
Exuding an imnse sense of security.
With a gentle and refined smile, utterly charming.
Lost in thought, she arrived at the Pavilion’s grand entrance.
From afar, she noticed Liu Qingxian clutching her dress and leaping like a bird into the arms of a young man.
The sight of the figure—clad in black robes and crowned with jade—montarily concealed his face due to Liu Qingxian’s embrace.
However, judging by the side profile glimpsed, he seed exceptionally handso.
Gu Xin’er couldn’t help but murmur:
“How odd—it truly matches the outfit I imagined.”
“Could it be such a coincidence?”
Her face showed perplexity.
Her spontaneous imagination had ended up resembling reality.
How astonishing.
The hairpin in her arms offered a calm remark:
“Were the attire in your imagination perhaps modeled after that rascal you often ntion?”
Gu Xin’er froze and thought back carefully.
Indeed, it was!
She’d subconsciously projected the scoundrel’s clothing onto Liu Qingxian’s husband.
“Ugh, disgusting! That rascal is unbearable!”
“Even my thoughts are tainted by him!”
“How does he manage to linger in my mind so persistently?”
The hairpin responded in a peculiar tone.
“No wonder, then, that such attire coincidentally appears in real life.”
Clearly.
The hairpin had already recognized that Liu Qingxian’s husband was none other than the rascal Gu Xin’er despised with every fiber of her being.
“What do you an?”
Gu Xin’er frowned.
But quickly.
She received the answer.
As Jiang Fan swung Liu Qingxian into the air in a jubilant twirl,
his true face finally appeared clearly!
That handso visage, hated yet now etched indelibly into her dreams,
reflected perfectly into her sight!
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