Over two hours later, a maid at the qi refining stage climbed to the third floor of the pavilion, bowed slightly, and spoke softly to Zhuo Ruting:
"Right Emissary Zhuo, Senior Fu Xiao has arrived."
Zhuo Ruting waved a hand and said with authority, "Understood. You may go. Make sure he is well received."
After the maid left, Zhuo Ruting exchanged a glance with Fan Jingmei and could not help whispering, "Why hasn't Senior come out yet? Could they really be discussing cultivation?"
Fan Jingmei rolled her eyes and said irritably, "How would I know? Still, getting close to Senior Xiao can only benefit us!"
Slut! Zhuo Ruting cursed inwardly. A moment later, she sent another voice transmission:
"Do you think it's possible..."
Just as Fan Jingmei was about to say something, a voice abruptly rang out in their minds:
"What are you discussing? Why all the secrecy?"
Both women started, then looked toward the doorway at the same time. Xiao Yu was already standing there, watching them with a faint, knowing smile. Over his shoulder, they could see Purple Spirit standing prettily behind him, her cheeks flushed.
"Ah, I have some questions about cultivation and hoped to ask for your help, Senior!" Zhuo Ruting suppressed her shock and gazed at Xiao Yu with alluring eyes. Since he had suddenly transmitted his voice into their minds, he must have heard their conversation. The thought left her uneasy.
"Hehe, what questions? Let's hear them." Xiao Yu did not pursue the matter of their gossiping behind his back. In fact, nothing that happened here escaped his divine sense, including the elderly Foundation Establishment Cultivator whom the Miaoyin Sect had invited downstairs.
After exchanging a glance with Fan Jingmei, Zhuo Ruting said:
"Well, Senior Xiao, my senior sister and I have recently run