Before the Teleportation Formation on the Heavenly Derivation Sect's mountain.
Chen Baiqing had waited there a little while before Cui Hao hurried over from afar.
"Senior Sister, do we really need to rush like this?" Cui Hao darted to Chen Baiqing's side, let out a breath, and continued, "You only told Master about this yesterday. Why are we leaving today? And so early, too. Have you said goodbye to Master?"
Chen Baiqing shook her head slightly. "No, but Master will know."
At that, Cui Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a chuckle:
"Were you afraid that if you said goodbye to Master, you wouldn't have the heart to leave?"
"Perhaps."
Chen Baiqing did not deny it. To her mind, Cui Hao had something of a contrary streak. Going along with him occasionally could at least spare her a few remarks she did not care to hear.
She followed up, "Have you packed everything? Don't discover you've forgotten something halfway there. I won't bring you back to fetch it."
Cui Hao chuckled, his right hand gently brushing the translucent, white-jade-like Spirit Treasure Longsword at his waist that Myriad Forms had become. He lifted his chin slightly, looking rather radiant as he said:
"Of course I have everything. Out in the world, I naturally can't disappoint Master's expectations."
As Cui Hao spoke, he fiddled with Myriad Forms at his waist again, then shook his head gently and sighed:
"I left without saying goodbye to Master either. My thoughts were just like yours, Third Senior Sister. Master dotes on me so much, and I respect him so deeply. I feared that if I saw him again, I would lose the courage to leave."
Listening to him, Chen Baiqing was rather speechless. His show of boasting truly was exaggerated to the extreme.