Having just been lectured by his master, Li Changshou turned around and saw that immortal lady again, who loved to wear white and drifted like a feather. For a moment, his heart was filled with a hundred flavors.
It was not that he felt embarrassed to have others witness his master reprimanding him;
The main issue was...
If anyone saw this, would Du Xian Sect not be exposed?
Although during the last battle in which they ambushed the Demon Race at Du Xian Sect, Li Changshou had done his utmost to create the appearance that the Heavenly Court had laid the ambush in advance, it would still be difficult to conceal it from those great figures skilled in divination and deduction.
Yunxiao walked slowly forward. Though she stepped upon mud, her embroidered shoes remained untouched by the slightest speck of dust.
"Ahem." Li Changshou cleared his throat, stepped forward to meet her, and made a Daoist salute.
Yunxiao returned the salute from half a zhang away and asked softly, "Could you tell me what happened earlier?"
Li Changshou asked, "My master's Turbid Immortal Realm, or what just happened?"
Yunxiao's smile grew a little warmer. "If you are willing to tell me, I am willing to listen. In any case, I can come to understand a little more about you."
Li Changshou could not help laughing softly. "Wait for me a moment. I'll have my true body come here."
Yunxiao nodded in agreement. This Paper Daoist body of Li Changshou's swayed a few times, turned into a paper effigy, and burrowed into the ground.
Not long after, Li Changshou left the mountain gate and rode a cloud to this place.
He had intended to tell a few jokes and coax a gentle smile from Yunxiao, just as he had during their