On top of the spring mountain, where nature showed off its ethereal beauty, the flowers were blooming, and two figures were sitting in front of each other under a peach blossom tree with a table between them.
There were many books on the table and many ink brushes with papers.
"Flower—F l o w e r. If we add’s’, it ans that the flower has more than one. Milky-way ans....."
It had been a month. Shelian Yingyue had been teaching the Holy Son about the English language. The man learned very fast, and he was smart. She didn’t need to repeat it a second ti, and he understood her aning.
For now, he could speak many words, and he could understand 60% of the words, including the language’s vocabulary, pronunciation, tenses, sentence formation, etc.
So incredible! If he were a student in the modern era, he would win the top prize for being the most genius student in the world. Did he install the mory recording device in his head?
During these weeks, she has been going back and forth. From the morning until the afternoon, she taught Xuan Jing the English language.
In the evening, she spent her ti practicing and reading more books. No one knew that she went into her Ethereal Small World to learn. They only saw that she closed her door and didn’t co out until Sikong Yanya appeared.
Sikong Yanya didn’t give up and often ca at midnight to fight with her. She was like a nightti Asura Goddess who loved appearing in the night and brought misery upon people. Every day that she fought with her, she felt like Sikong Yanya was improving day by day.
And she used her newly acquired skills to test on Sikong Yanya. Sikong Yanya always took her to places where no one saw them.
There, they could fight openly and wouldn’t have to be concerned if soone suddenly disturbed them.
Huang Bai Xing returned to a healthy life. She was so busy practicing, and she had left the city lord’s mansion three weeks ago.
No one knew what she was doing. But one thing is for sure: she really changed. She didn’t look at Shenlian Yingyue as coldly as she used to.
And she never said any sarcastic words to her anymore. At most, she just looked at Shenlian Yingyue with a complicated expression and ignored her.
Shenlian Yingyue understood. As the enemies who used to fight with each other to the point of ’if you live, I will die. If you die, I’ll exist.’
In the end, the person she hated the most was the one who saved her.
Until now. Huang Bai Xing hasn’t solved the mysteries yet. Whenever her chest was suffocating, she found Shenlian Yingyue, and she felt much better.
At the sa ti, the Lin clan and Xiang family had been making a lot of trouble for her and Huang Bai Xing. But Sikong Yanya and Huang Bai Xing rcilessly kicked them away.
They could only grit their teeth and report their grudge to their clan from the Superior Domain.
Haung Bai Xing was too lazy to pay attention to them. Once they provoked her in the broad daylight, she beat them as the tofu, and she didn’t look at their purple faces.
She didn’t kill anyone. It seed like she had her own plan.
Shenlian Wanyan, Helan Yuze, Mu Anwen, Dongfang Moqing, Sima Ke Xin, Yuelan Rouxuan, Sikong Wenxia, and Dongfang Moli visited her daily.
Everyone just wanted to check if she was doing fine, and they didn’t disturb her. She could feel that their breaths had changed. They beca stronger day by day.
Especially Shenlian Wanyan, who seed to be more mature than before. He was now becoming a reliable brother, and he didn’t cling to her as before.
He only hugged her for a long ti every ti they t, and he decisively left after he made sure that she had enough sleep and food.
The sa as Helan Yuze, Mu Anwen, and the others.
She wondered what the reason was for their changes. Did sothing happen to them when she was here?
A lot of things happened. The citizens of Golden Candle City were busy rebuilding the city that was ruined by the evil cultivators.
All nine righteous sects, the three big clans, and the other families, as well as the other factions, had been investigating the reason that those evil cultivators made the fuss at the sacred city.
Even the Holy Clan began to join the investigation because many evil cultivators destroyed the sacred golden candles.
Even if all of them were killed, the Holy Clan would not allow anyone who provoked their majesty to live peacefully. Not to ntion that, they hated the evil cultivators who did the evil deeds with the unclean souls the most.
Shenlian Yingyue always paid attention to the news from every corner of the world. She sent her Spirit Bees to monitor everywhere.
So, no news escaped her ears. She also checked Tuzi AoFen’s condition every ti.
Everyone had their own lives and missions to accomplish. But what she didn’t know was that Shenlian Wanyan and the others were trying hard because they wanted to be the people who deserved to stand by her side when she encountered troubles.
Even Wang Pei Zhi and Tai Hua Lei tried their best, as did everyone in the Ethereal Small World.
Wang Pei Zhi told her that Tai Hua Lei had returned to the sect, so she didn’t worry much.
"That’s it for today." She stood up and closed the book.
Xuan Jing, who was obsessed with learning as a nerd, instantly squeezed his lips.
"The day of the Grand Exchanging Battle is approaching! I have to return to the sect and prepare." Shenlian Yingyue was used to Xuan Jing’s expressions during these weeks.
Whenever he squeezed his lips, it ant that he felt dissatisfied and unhappy about sothing.
In the midst of their conversation, the communication stone lit up. She took out her phone and heard the man’s lodious voice coming.
"Xiao Yueyue, you have been out of the sect for too long. It’s ti to return. You need to prepare yourself for the upcoming event. The master misses Xiao Yueyue so much." The coquettish man complained. Xiong Zi Ying’s voice brought Shenlian Yingyue a layer of goosebumps.
"Master, I’ll return to the sect as soon as possible. Farewell!" She imdiately hung up the stone when her master was about to flirt with her.
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[Inner Domain, Divine Kunlun Sect, Peach Blossom Peak, Forbidden Mountain]
Xiong Xi Ying: "..."
Tuzi AoFen laughed softly in a good mood, seeing his stinky face.
"A’Fen, you bad guy. Don’t laugh at . My disciple doesn’t love at all. She ignores my delicate, broken heart. It’s hurt so much." Xiong Zi Ying’s eyes were as misty and charming as a ripe peach.
Tuzi AoFen directly ignored a certain charming individual who tried to attract his attention.
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