"Go have a seat on Three Immortal Island?"
Nan Ji nodded after hearing that. After all, he had originally come to find the Three Xiaos as disciples for Tongtian.
He had not expected Zhao Gongming to be an unexpected gain as well.
Seeing Nan Ji nod, Zhao Gongming was overjoyed. The hand he had wanted to drape over Nan Ji's shoulder never quite landed there.
Zhao Gongming was naturally carefree and loyal, but Nan Ji had saved his life, which instead made him feel somewhat restrained.
Nan Ji naturally did not notice any of this and chatted with Zhao Gongming on and off along the way.
"Brother Gongming, have you ever thought of finding a master?"
"In the Great Desolation, having a master at least gives you some protection."
"And having more fellow disciples is not necessarily a bad thing."
Yet after Nan Ji said this, he realized Zhao Gongming showed no interest at all.
What Nan Ji did not know was that Zhao Gongming naturally wanted a master, and it would be even better if it were one of the Three Pure Ones.
But precisely because it was so good, and because Nan Ji had saved his life, how thick-skinned would he have to be to casually ask him for another favor?
So although Zhao Gongming dearly wanted it, he knew he could not say much in response to Nan Ji's words.
When they arrived at Three Immortal Island, Zhao Gongming looked at the scene within the island and immediately felt his spirits lift.
Those Primordial Yin-Yang Flood Dragons had not harassed his sisters for just a day or two. If not for the formations within Three Immortal Island, the Three Xiaos would have long since been captured and forced into dual cultivation.
But from this day onward, there would be no more worries.
Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming shouted, "Three sisters, come out quickly! Come and thank our lifesaver!"
Because of Zhao Gongming's words, three streaks of light immediately flew out from Three Immortal Island.
"Big Brother, you're still alive!"
The youngest, Qiongxiao, spoke in delighted surprise.
"Uh... Zhao Gongming knew Qiongxiao had no filter, though her heart was not bad."
Nan Ji nearly laughed aloud upon hearing that.
Bixiao glared at Qiongxiao. "Third Sister, what are you saying? Honestly."
The eldest, Yunxiao, looked at Zhao Gongming's bedraggled state, and her eyes immediately misted over. She spoke with a choked voice, "Big Brother, it's good that you're all right. It's good that you're all right."
She had thought of how those two Primordial Flood Dragons had repeatedly harassed them, forcing the four siblings to hide and flee all this time, making their lives unbearable.
Seeing his three sisters, Zhao Gongming smiled openly. "My sisters, those two flood dragons have already been slain by Fellow Daoist Nan Ji. Hurry and thank our lifesaver."
Hearing Zhao Gongming's words, Yunxiao looked at Nan Ji with a complicated expression. Somewhat apologetically, she said, "It seems Yunxiao failed to recognize your greatness. I never expected you to possess such formidable abilities. Please accept Yunxiao's bow for saving our lives."
As she spoke, Yunxiao prepared to bow to Nan Ji.
Seeing this, Nan Ji instead felt a little embarrassed. He hurriedly stepped aside, scratched his head, and said, "It was all thanks to my elders' treasures. I... I was actually just all right."
Qiongxiao, however, stared at Nan Ji with wide eyes. "So you're that amazing."
Bixiao glared at her again, then pulled Qiongxiao along and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for saving us siblings."
Seeing Bixiao's expression, Qiongxiao stuck out her tongue, but obediently bowed to Nan Ji together with Bixiao.
Though Nan Ji bowed to the Three Pure Ones and Hongjun every day, being bowed to by the Three Xiaos now made him so embarrassed that he kept dodging from side to side.
Seeing Nan Ji's appearance, Zhao Gongming only sighed inwardly that he would surely repay him properly in the future. Then he said boldly, "All right, we can't leave our lifesaver standing here. Hurry and bring Brother Nan Ji into the Three Xiao Cave."
Thus, led by the Three Xiaos, the group headed together into a stone cave on the island.
After they arrived, Qiongxiao was rather curious. But after glancing at Nan Ji, she wrapped both arms around Zhao Gongming's arm. "Big Brother, hurry and tell us how Fellow Daoist Nan Ji killed those two beasts."
Nan Ji looked around. Though the place was simple, it was exceptionally clean. It was quite nice.
Looking at the excited four siblings, Nan Ji could not help but reflect: Although he did not have some system-like golden finger, fortunately, after taking human form, he had been protected by the Three Pure Ones. He had never experienced such a brush with death.
Thinking this, Nan Ji took out a jade pot and five jade cups, then removed a Wine Crystal the size of a sesame seed and dissolved it.
In an instant, a rich fragrance of wine wafted out from the jade pot.
"Brother Daoist, what is this?"
This time, before Qiongxiao could speak, Zhao Gongming was immediately drawn in by the fragrance emitted by the Wine Crystal.
"This is called wine, a very fine drink," Nan Ji introduced.
He felt that, with the siblings' current sense of relief, this wine was perfectly suited to the occasion.
After saying that, Nan Ji poured everyone a cup.
However, seeing that Qiongxiao and Bixiao's cultivation was too low, he could only pour each of them half a cup.
"Oh, Brother Nan Ji, you're playing favorites! Why did you only pour my Second Sister and me so little?"
Seeing the wine cup Nan Ji handed to her, Qiongxiao hurriedly said.
"Little Sister, Brother Nan Ji is our lifesaver. How can you speak like that... Brother Nan Ji, please don't take offense."
Bixiao first shot Qiongxiao a displeased look, then explained herself to Nan Ji.
Well then, they had all started calling him Brother Nan Ji, just like Zhao Gongming did.
At that moment, Nan Ji seemed to understand why the Three Xiaos were not among Tongtian's Four Direct Disciples, yet had been given the finest treasures and formations.
The three sisters had different personalities, yet all were especially lively. Nan Ji even considered whether he should make the first move and lure them into the Chan Sect.
But after thinking of his master Venerable Yuanshi's temperament, he figured that aside from the eldest, Yunxiao, none of them would be able to stand it.
Thinking this, Nan Ji smiled and looked at Qiongxiao with a mischievous grin. "Then have a taste. No matter how much you drink, there's plenty!"
As he spoke, Nan Ji patted the jade pot beside him, which was larger than a human head.
"Hmph, then you're not allowed to take it back!"
As she spoke, Qiongxiao drained that half cup of wine in one gulp under everyone's watchful eyes.
As a large mouthful of wine entered her mouth, Qiongxiao immediately felt an extremely domineering, fiery sensation.
This burning sensation came not only from the wine's own spiciness, but also contained traces of Zhurong's Law of Fire.
Qiongxiao's face flushed bright red from holding it in, but with everyone watching her, she still struggled to swallow the wine in one gulp.
Cough, cough! As the wine entered her stomach, Qiongxiao coughed twice from being choked by it and said angrily, "Brother Nan Ji, how could you harm—"
But before Qiongxiao could finish, the wine's intoxicating force surged into her divine soul. Accompanied by traces of the Twelve Ancestor Witches' law power, it made her unconsciously sit cross-legged in meditation and sink into it.
"Please do not take offense, Fellow Daoist!"
This time, the eldest, Yunxiao, looked apologetically at Nan Ji, though she was also somewhat worried as she looked at Qiongxiao.
Nan Ji smiled. "It's fine. This Wine Crystal has a unique flavor and contains a little law power. You should have some too."
Bixiao now understood why Brother Nan Ji had only poured half a cup for her and her Third Sister.
After carefully taking a sip, she stuck out her tongue as the wine went down her throat. "So spicy, so spicy!"
But she also knew it was good stuff, so she still forced herself to take tiny sips.
Yunxiao, on the other hand, sighed after drinking it. "Wow, what a rich spiritual fruit fragrance."
After Zhao Gongming drank it, he burst into laughter. "Hahaha, excellent! This is domineering, excellent! Good wine!"
Perhaps the wine entering his stomach immediately put Zhao Gongming in high spirits.
Thus, he began telling his sisters about Nan Ji's battle against the two flood dragons, and how it later drew out Ancestor Dragon.
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