Wenqu waved a hand irritably and said, "Don't make things difficult for yourself. If you want to call me Master, then call me Master. Fellow Daoist Xiao and I are as close as brothers; I won't blame you for it!"
"Hehe, that's good then, Master!" Gongshu Yixin giggled. "Great Sect Leader Master drew it from a different angle, and the colors were much dimmer too, so this disciple didn't recognize it at first..."
"Chaomu Cliff? Is it famous on the Cangxian Continent?" Xiao Hua asked strangely, looking at the excited Gongshu Yixin in confusion.
Like a proud little hen, Gongshu Yixin raised her head and said, "Of course it is! Among us Confucian cultivator women... even if ninety-nine percent have never been to Chaomu Cliff, who doesn't know of it?"
Xiao Hua did not know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm not a female Confucian cultivator, so naturally I don't know."
"Master, you surely know that poem, 'Magpie Bridge Immortal'!" A blush rose on Gongshu Yixin's face. Outside the Creation Dao Palace, Gu Suqiudi and the others also flew over and obediently stood behind Gongshu Yixin. Then Gongshu Yixin softly recited, "Delicate clouds weave wonders, shooting stars bear grief; the Silver River secretly crosses the vast distance. When golden wind meets jade dew, it surpasses countless meetings in the mortal world. Tender feelings flow like water, the blessed meeting is like a dream; who can bear to look back at the road home over the magpie bridge? If two hearts endure through long years, why must they be together morning and night?"
"Hiss..." Xiao Hua suddenly seemed to recall something, and his eyes lit up. "Yixin, are you talking about... the Tender as Water Sword?"
"That's right, that's right! Master is amazing! Who would have thought that you, a Great