The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 403 - 238: Reunion2

She had just laughed out loud when, in the next instant, Quan Shifang’s slender figure appeared outside the door. He reached out to lift the bamboo curtain to enter but seed to rember the propriety between n and won and put it back down honestly. After pausing, he then asked, "Did I wake you?"

"No." She was in a good mood, "Co in."

As Quan Shifang walked in, the sunlight leaking through the small bamboo window shone on her fair skin, casting a layer of gold light. The smile in her eyes had not faded, and they were sparkling and as clear as autumn waters. He glanced at her and found himself unable to look away.

It seed that since their parting in Siping County, she had grown even more beautiful. He couldn’t help but think.

Changtian coldly said, "Don’t smile." His voice carried a faint hollowness and an emotion she had never heard before, which suddenly alard her, and naturally, the smile faded from her face.

"What’s wrong?" Quan Shifang noticed her change and asked softly.

"It’s nothing." She turned her head to check on Changtian’s situation. With Quan Shifang nearby, she didn’t dare to enter the God Demon Prison; Golden Core cultivators had very sensitive senses, "Qi Zai is so fast, how did you keep up with it?"

"I can’t keep up with it."

The little white bird standing proudly at her bedside puffed up its chest, looking smug.

"But, with this, I can always find the direction." He opened his large hand, revealing a Jade Talisman in his palm emitting a faint red light.

"A Tracking Jade Talisman?" She frowned, "I thought Hu had already destroyed it." It turned out Hu Huo’er had also deceived her.

"No. That one was indeed destroyed; this one was made from the blood you vomited when you were hit by yesterday." His voice was low and sad, yet he did not shy away from the fact that he had injured her, which made her feel even more favorably towards him.

But after a while, the smile on her face disappeared again because Changtian, who had been silent for a long ti, whispered in her ear, "How did you handle Shi Jishan?"

That an woman, the woman who had injured her. She didn’t believe Quan Shifang was oblivious to the conflict between the two won. Changtian asked rightly, how did he deal with it?

Subconsciously, she looked at Quan Shifang and blurted out, "By the way, you know Shi Jishan hurt , right?"

The man opposite her stiffened and said in a low voice, "I know. I found out after she returned to the mountain."

"And then?" She looked into Quan Shifang’s eyes, "What did you do to her?"

He lowered his head, as if he couldn’t bear to et her gaze, and remained silent for a long ti.

So she understood—he had done nothing.

Ning Xiaoxian’s hand by her side quietly clenched into a fist. She harbored no expectations, but why was there a fire in her heart that grew fiercer and fiercer until it culminated in a resentful thought: Why didn’t he take revenge for her?

He knew full well that Shi Jishan had hurt her unjustly, so why didn’t he seek justice for her?

If it were Changtian, wouldn’t he have killed that obnoxious woman without a word?

But on second thought, why should she expect Quan Shifang to take action for her? Who was he to her?

A feeling of tightness rose in her chest.

"I understand now." After a long while, she quietly said, "I’m very tired, I want to sleep so more, please leave."

Her voice was so calm that Quan Shifang suddenly looked up, but could only see her profile. She had turned her head away to face the bamboo wall again.

She was resentful, she disliked him. A wave of bitterness rose in his heart. He wanted to explain, hesitating for a mont, but in the end, said nothing.

"Rest well." He sighed deeply and withdrew, his figure exuding endless dejection. But Ning Xiaoxian had turned her head away and did not see it.

In the God Demon Prison, Changtian sealed the Demon Eye to prevent her from hearing the noise inside the prison because Qiongqi by the Pill Furnace was clucking, "Lord Divine Monarch, your manipulation and misdirection are too heartless and ingenious! You knew that Quan Shifang didn’t take revenge for her sake to protect her."

Quan Shifang’s master valued this disciple highly. The more he showed concern for Ning Xiaoxian, the more danger it brought her. If it wasn’t for his advancent to the Golden Core Stage and his apparent letting go of romantic entanglents, the Chaoyun Sect would not have spared her.

His inaction was actually a form of protection. But from a woman’s standpoint, how could it be understood?

Changtian said lightly, "There’s no need for her to know."

To capture this young lady’s heart, he was willing to harbor murderous intentions against Quan Shifang, even stooping to use such trivial sches and tactics; he laughed at himself derisively.

Tu Jin coldly said, "Lord Divine Monarch, do you want to find a chance to quietly eliminate him? Troubles like these are better resolved sooner rather than later; eradicated once and for all."

A sudden silence fell within the God Demon Prison.

After a long while, Changtian finally said softly, "There’s no need for that."

A peculiar smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If he wants to play the gentleman, he has to be outmaneuvered."

The days passed in a blur, half a day gone.

She heard movents in the room and instantly opened her eyes to find the farr girl cleaning up. The girl was tidying up the dressing table when she suddenly turned her head and saw Ning Xiaoxian watching her with clear black and white eyes. Startled, she accidentally knocked over a small box of rouge.

"Ah!" She exclaid in distress; that box of rouge was worth five silver coins, to spill it just like that.

Suddenly, a white figure flashed by, and the expected scene of rouge scattered everywhere did not occur. Instead, Qi Zai, transford into Xiao Bai the white bird, swooped down, rescued the box of rouge, gently placed it back on the dressing table, and then returned to Ning Xiaoxian’s side.

Such a clever, human-like bird. The farr girl stood with her mouth agape for a good while before rembering to say "Thank you!"

"I’m the one who should be thanking you, for the disturbance these past few days." Ning Xiaoxian gave a slight smile, reaching out to stroke Qi Zai’s soft back feathers as a reward. Her lazy, nonchalant movent left the farr girl staring transfixed.(To be continued. If you like this work, welco to Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)