After chatting for half an hour, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan took leave and left. They went to Purple Moon Fairy's residence to visit her.
Purple Moon Fairy's face was bloodless, and she looked extremely weak.
"Senior Brother Wang, Senior Sister Wang, you've finally returned."
Purple Moon Fairy said with a smile, though her voice carried a hint of weakness. Her injuries were far from light.
"Junior Sister Tian, we have you to thank this time. Otherwise, our family would have been in trouble. Say no more—we will find a way to treat your injuries."
Wang Changsheng made the promise solemnly. If Purple Moon Fairy had used the Fire Finch Fan, she would not have ended up in such a state. However, if she had used the Fire Finch Fan, the aftershocks of the battle would have spread, and many more Wang Family cultivators would have been killed or injured.
Holding Purple Moon Fairy's jade-like hand, Wang Ruyan said seriously, "Junior Sister Tian, I'm older than you. If you don't mind, why don't we address each other as sisters from now on?"
Purple Moon Fairy was slightly taken aback. She quickly thought of the other meaning of "sisters," and rosy clouds spread across her pale cheeks like brocade clouds on the horizon, lending her a touch more bewitching charm.
"Alright."
Purple Moon Fairy nodded and lowered her head slightly, her heart pounding wildly.
"Husband, little sister, you two talk. I'll go check on Qingqi."
Wang Ruyan tactfully rose and left, leaving Wang Changsheng and Purple Moon Fairy alone.
In a secluded courtyard, Wang Qingqi sat in a stone pavilion, gazing toward the open courtyard gate.
A fragrant breeze drifted past as Wang Ruyan walked in.
Wang Qingqi had personally taught Wang Jiyu alchemy and urged him to cultivate. Whenever Wang