Zhou Qian'er and Aunt Feng quickly arrived at Star Spirit Peak and found Su Chen.
Xue Ying, who was cultivating, opened her eyes, looked at Zhou Qian'er, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"
Sensing Xue Ying's hostility, Zhou Qian'er felt somewhat embarrassed. She roughly understood why Xue Ying was hostile towards her; she probably saw her as a rival in love.
Zhou Qian'er remained silent.
She might actually become Xue Ying's rival in love, because she likes Su Chen, and she has to admit that.
After a brief silence, Zhou Qian'er spoke, "Senior sent us."
"Um?"
Xue Ying narrowed her eyes and frowned. "Did the Ancestor send you?"
Zhou Qian'er nodded, and then briefly recounted what had happened.
A moment later, Xue Ying's face darkened, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Her hands clenched unconsciously, and the air around her seemed to freeze. A bitter feeling spread from the bottom of her heart.
Jianxin, sensing the tense atmosphere, didn't dare to breathe too loudly.
As for Su Chen, he showed no reaction whatsoever, continuing to fish as if nothing concerned him.
Zhou Qian'er looked slightly embarrassed. She ignored Xue Ying and went to Su Chen's side, then clasped her hands in a respectful greeting, saying, "Senior."
Su Chen glanced at Zhou Qian'er and nodded slightly, "This spiritual peak has many pavilions; find one to stay in yourselves."
Zhou Qian'er smiled sweetly, "Okay, thank you, senior."
Su Chen nodded and said nothing more.
Zhou Qian'er hesitated for a moment, then came to Xue Ying's side and said sincerely, "My name is Zhou Qian'er."
Xue Ying paused for a moment, then said, " Xue Ying."
Zhou Qian'er smiled and was about to speak again when Xue Ying suddenly said, "I have to go cook."
With that, she turned and walked straight into the kitchen.
Standing there, Zhou Qian'er looked at Xue Ying's back, a hint of embarrassment appearing on her face.
Jianxin suddenly said, "That's just how she is. You'll get used to her once you get to know her. Don't mind her."
Zhou Qian'er looked at Jianxin, smiled, and nodded, "Okay, sure."
Jianxin nodded, then continued swinging his sword.
Zhou Qian'er asked curiously, "Why do you only practice these simple sword-swinging movements instead of practicing sword techniques?"
Jianxin explained, "My master told me that the foundation of Sword Dao determines one's potential. Only by mastering the basics of swordsmanship can one lay a solid foundation for cultivating more complex sword techniques later on."
"There's one more thing," Su Chen suddenly said.
Upon hearing this, Jianxin and Zhou Qian'er both looked at Su Chen.
Jianxin asked in confusion, "What?"
Su Chen said, "Simple sword-swinging movements are tedious and boring; it takes immense patience and perseverance to stick with them. In this process, your will is strengthened, enabling you to calmly face future difficulties and challenges."
"Secondly, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Any profound swordsmanship evolves from a combination of basic movements. Starting with simple sword swings, one must take it one step at a time, progressing gradually, until finally reaching the pinnacle of Sword Dao and becoming a truly powerful swordsman."
After listening to Su Chen's explanation, Jianxin and Zhou Qian'er fell into deep thought.
A hint of surprise flashed in Aunt Feng's eyes, then she nodded and whispered, "As expected of a senior, your understanding of Sword Dao is truly profound."
Jianxin then clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Su Chen and said, "I have learned a great deal."
Zhou Qian'er also bowed and said, "I never imagined that a simple swing of the sword could have so many meanings. Today I have truly broadened my horizons."
As she spoke, she looked at Su Chen with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
Su Chen glanced at the two of them, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.
An hour later, a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Jianxin, who was swinging his sword, suddenly brightened up, stopped swinging, and looked towards the kitchen.
Just then, Xue Ying came out carrying the dishes.
Seeing this, Zhou Qian'er quickly said, "I'll help serve the rice."
Xue Ying glanced at Zhou Qian'er, her previous coldness gone, and nodded with a smile, saying, "Okay."
Zhou Qian'er was stunned when she saw the smile on Xue Ying's face.
What... happened?
Wasn't she just being hostile towards me?
What's going on here?
Zhou Qian'er looked completely bewildered.
Jianxin, his eyes also filled with curiosity, transmitted his voice, "What happened? Why has your attitude changed so drastically?"
Xue Ying looked at Jianxin, "I'm not telling you."
Jianxin's lips twitched, he shook his head, and said nothing more.
Xue Ying then looked at Zhou Qian'er and smiled, "Go and serve the rice."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Zhou Qian'er snapped out of her daze, nodded quickly, and went into the kitchen.
Xue Ying shook her head and smiled.
Actually, while cooking, she realized that a man like Su Chen would inevitably meet many women in the future, which was unavoidable, so why should she be hostile towards Zhou Qian'er because of it?
Furthermore, after spending so much time with Su Chen, she realized that Su Chen didn't seem to be that interested in women, which made her understand that not just anyone could become Su Chen's woman.
To become Su Chen's woman, one must be exceptionally outstanding, and she has never seen such an outstanding woman before.
First, the woman's appearance must be unique and outstanding; second, her strength must be similar to Su Chen's.
Xue Ying was quite confident in her appearance, but as for her strength... she was still far from it. So right now, her main goal was to improve her strength and close the gap with Su Chen.
Instead of being hostile towards the women Su Chen had been in contact with, which would make her seem petty and narrow-minded.
After lunch, Zhou Qian'er couldn't contain her curiosity any longer and found Xue Ying, asking, "Sister Xue Ying, why did your attitude change so much?"
Xue Ying looked at Zhou Qian'er with a smile on her face, and then spoke her mind.
After listening to Xue Ying's words, Zhou Qian'er fell into deep thought. After a moment, she nodded, "I didn't expect Sister Xue Ying to have such a broad perspective."
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I have indeed fallen for you, senior."
Xue Ying smiled and said, "Then let's work hard together."
Zhou Qian'er smiled and said, "Mhm!"
One month later.
Spirit Continent.
Nine Yang Divine Sect.
The main hall of the sect.
At this moment, the main hall was packed with people, all of whom were elders of the Nine Yang Divine Sect.
In the main seat of the hall sat a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a black robe. He was tall and burly with strong muscles. His eyes were cold and empty, sending chills down one's spine.
The sect leader of the Nine Yang Divine Sect, and also Xu Yuan's father.
Xu Poyun!
Xu Poyun's face was extremely grim at this moment. "I'm asking you a question! How did Yuan'er die!"
All the elders trembled, and beads of cold sweat kept seeping from their foreheads.
The Grand Elder of the Nine Yang Divine Sect suddenly said, "According to my investigation, the young sect master first went to the Snow Clan, and then went to a place called the Desolate Continent."