Gu Qinghan's View of Xiao Yan

Central Continent, Starfall Pavilion.

"Finished~"

Yao Chen patted her jade hands and stood by the pavilion window, looking up at the vast, boundless starry sky above with a rather proud nod.

"Mm-hmm~ As expected of me. This new Starfall Grand Formation is much sturdier than the old one."

Slap!

Before Yao Chen could gloat for long, Feng Xian smacked her across the head and shot her a cold glance.

"The Starfall Grand Formation should have been maintained ages ago, yet you, the Pavilion Master, never bothered with it. Only now, when there was no other choice, did you tear it down and rebuild it. Where did you get the nerve to be proud?"

"You haven't maintained it all these years either."

Yao Chen turned her head slightly and muttered in a soft, guilty voice. No one would have imagined that this pitiful-looking beauty was actually a mighty Half-Saint.

Though Yao Chen had only muttered quietly, Feng Xian, as a cultivator, heard every word clearly. Her eyes immediately turned scarlet as she leaned her cold, stern face toward Yao Chen, her voice especially sinister and cold.

"For all these years, I've been trying every possible way to reduce the Pavilion's resource consumption, doing everything I could to cut costs and expenses, all to settle the mess of debts you left behind." As Feng Xian spoke, the killing intent in her eyes grew increasingly intense. "May I ask our esteemed Pavilion Master, under those circumstances, where exactly was I supposed to find enough spare money to maintain our Starfall Grand Formation?"

"Can't I admit I was wrong? Stop bringing up old matters!" Yao Chen wailed miserably. Feng Xian twitched the corner of her mouth, then looked away slightly. "We should properly thank Qing Xiao and the others later. If they hadn't done