"Wise one, I will!"
Xian Xiaoying seemed to still be muttering to herself.
Yet after saying those words, she turned and left, as though she no longer had the slightest desire to remain here.
Jun Simian could not help exchanging another glance with Xian Wuhuan.
"It seems what happened today truly was a tremendous blessing for Xiaoying. Perhaps from today onward, she will really set foot on the path of diligent cultivation." Jun Simian smiled sincerely.
"No wonder that boy could become an Eternal Expert's disciple. It seems that prophecy is about to come true." Xian Wuhuan laughed as well.
Yet they did not know that though Qin Shaofeng looked young, his experiences were beyond anything anyone else could compare to.
Cultivation had always been synonymous with the right to speak.
What he had said was, in truth, merely a retelling of his past experiences.
Let alone them.
Even the supreme experts of the Starry Sky Sacred Hall would likely be unable to point out anything not right.
After smiling, Xian Wuhuan's expression shifted slightly, and he said again, "Although today's matter is good, it also carries enormous risks. At the very least, Xiaoyao's identity needs to be packaged to a certain extent."
"Do you need to tell me that?"
Jun Simian rolled her eyes and said, "There is no rush for now. Over these next two years, I will find a way to raise his cultivation, then give him another identity and hide him completely."
"Then that's good."
Xian Wuhuan nodded in deep agreement.
Immediately afterward, the two of them flew away one after the other.
Less than half a day later.
The stewards, having thoroughly settled all the disciples, returned to the square and began dealing with the many corpses.
After returning to the manor where Jun Simian