At the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, with Yang Xing and Qian Renxue.
Yang Xing brought Qian Renxue to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well once more. Even though she had already seen this ethereal, immortal-like place before, Qian Renxue still could not help examining and admiring the scenery around her with curiosity.
"Master." Following behind Yang Xing, Qian Renxue spoke at the appropriate moment, her tone carrying a trace of confusion. "Why are you suddenly giving me an Immortal Herb again?"
With both hands behind his back and his head slightly raised, Yang Xing walked ahead in a perfectly relaxed manner. He turned around and looked at Qian Renxue with a broad smile.
"Isn't it because you seemed a little dissatisfied earlier, seeing me spend more time with Disciple One and Disciple Three?" Yang Xing's tone carried a hint of teasing. "So your master nervously brought you here to obtain an Immortal Herb, so you'd feel a little better."
Qian Renxue did not seem embarrassed in the slightest. The corners of her lips curled into a faint smile as she teased him in return. "Really?"
After a brief pause, a sly glint flashed through her eyes as she continued, "Then doesn't that mean I can come here often from now on?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a wooden stick suddenly appeared above Qian Renxue's head and came down with a crisp tap.
"Dream on." Yang Xing's voice rang out alongside the strike.
Qian Renxue rubbed the spot where she had been tapped. She neither responded nor made any unnecessary sound, merely revealing a gentle and tranquil smile.
The two continued forward. Yang Xing brought Qian Renxue to pick the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, two Immortal Herbs, in succession.
Qian Renxue looked