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This seemingly defenseless and weak disciple is probably scared half to death by this wolf. How can he possibly compete tomorrow?

The underlings watched this scene with a sense of anticipation, hoping for a good show.

Ning Xuan calmly waved her fan, waiting to enjoy Qiaoqiao's ugly behavior.

The gray wolf approached Qiaoqiao with ill intent. Its large mouth opened, and its canine teeth were about to be revealed when suddenly its expression drooped, its back slumped, it tucked its tail between its legs, whimpered, and took several steps back.

Ning Xuan frowned in displeasure, about to scold it, when he looked up and saw a figure in white standing in front of him, looking at him coldly.

The young master of the Xuantian Sect trembled in fright, his folding fan falling to the ground with a thud. He stammered, "Look, look, look—"

"Young Master, are you brothers with it? Why does it call you that too?" Qiaoqiao asked.

Ning Xuan: "You--"

He was so angry he almost vomited blood, but he was afraid of Bai Fu standing beside him and dared not retaliate. Immortal Venerable Wanghan was in seclusion for many years, and ordinary disciples did not have a deep understanding of his power, but Ning Xuan knew very well that the title of the number one swordsman in the world was not an exaggeration. If it weren't for Immortal Venerable Wanghan supporting him, Flowing Cloud Sect would no longer be one of the four immortal sects.

His aunt, a sword cultivator who was proud of her superior swordsmanship and never admired anyone in her life, held the only person she truly respected, the Immortal Venerable Wanghan, and told him never to provoke this person.

But the rumors clearly state that the Immortal Venerable is in seclusion year-round, detached from worldly affairs, and not even close to his disciples. Now it seems the rumors were misleading!

If he had known that Immortal Venerable Wanghan was here, he wouldn't have dared to act so presumptuously even if he had a hundred lives.

Under the gaze of those frosty, snow-white eyes, Ning Xuan took several steps back, forming an eerie synchronization with the gray wolf with its tail between its legs. Finally, the group slunk away.

Qiaoqiao was a little disappointed. She hadn't even had a chance to see what was going on, and he'd already run off. What was the rush?

The group arrived at Huitianlou. Xiao Tingyu revealed her identity as the eldest daughter of the Xiao Household. The innkeeper treated them with great hospitality and led them to a private room on the third floor. By the window, the moonlight gently shone down, and the beautiful scenery of Tianji City was spread out before them.

The Immortal Venerable sat at the head of the table, and his senior brothers and sisters all wanted to invite Qiaoqiao to sit next to him, but Qiaoqiao sat down next to his master instead, asking with a curious look, "Master, what brings you to Tianji City?"

Upon hearing her post, her senior brothers and sisters were full of admiration. "As expected of you, you even dare to gossip about your master!"

Bai Fu said casually, "Just meeting an old friend."

When he spoke of his old friend, a mocking smile seemed to flicker across his lips, a subtle hint of murderous intent emanating from him.

Qiaoqiao's eyes darted around; this old friend sounded suspicious! But she just couldn't get any information about her master, which was driving her crazy.

At this moment, the kitchen served up a variety of delicious dishes. The aroma of braised duck meat was incredibly tempting. Spicy and sour duck gizzards topped with a thick layer of chopped chili peppers and large, plump braised duck legs in tea oil were also served. The table was also filled with side dishes such as pickled cucumbers, diced radishes, and cold vermicelli salad. Qiaoqiao immediately forgot about eating melons and couldn't help but drool.

Wow, that's a feast!

[It smells so good! I want to eat ten duck legs!]

Hearing her heartfelt words, the second and third senior sisters couldn't help but smile knowingly, feeling that her words made the food in front of them even more delicious.

Just seeing my master, who is untouched by worldly affairs, sitting in front of this table of fragrant, spicy whole duck feast, I always feel a sense of disrespect for an immortal.

The only one who didn't think so was probably the junior sister, who placed a large duck leg into the immortal's bowl, saying, "Master, you eat!"

Everyone: Why are you so bold!

I heard that Master loves duck. If we missed the Immortal Duck, we can't miss the Tea Oil Duck!

Bai Fu:?

He watched his eager apprentice serving him food and began to wonder how the rumor had spread.

It seems I should tell Changyun next time that the one who's been stealing food from his kitchen is actually his bird that claims to suffer from "anorexia".

Just as I was about to pick up my chopsticks, I suddenly heard a soft laugh from the doorway.

"What a coincidence, you're here too." Dressed in crimson robes, the one who strode in was none other than Song Wuya, the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

As luck would have it, everyone said that this Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was mysterious and unpredictable, and in just a few months, Qiaoqiao had already met him three times. Even the fire phoenix perched on his shoulder recognized her; it seemed to like Qiaoqiao very much, its phoenix tail slightly raised, emitting a clear and melodious chirp towards her.

Qiaoqiao disliked Song Wuya, and by extension, she disliked the spirit bird as well.

[Stop shouting, we're really not that close.]

I'm afraid A Xue will misunderstand.

The bird lowered its head dejectedly, looking somewhat aggrieved.

The senior students couldn't help but shout: That's a phoenix!

It's unbelievable that someone could resist the advances of a phoenix!

As expected of you, junior sister.

Song Wuya's gaze swept subtly over everyone, finally settling on Qiaoqiao. His eyes held a deep, complex emotion, a mixture of satisfaction and regret. But as Qiaoqiao Qiaoqiao."

Fu Fengyuan looked over with some surprise. How could the legendary, mysterious Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion be so kind to his junior sister? How did they meet?

Song Wuya said, "Back in Envy Fish City, it was thanks to your intelligence that you saw through Liu Xiu and the others' true colors."

Qiaoqiao said with a hint of smugness, "[It's all thanks to me, otherwise, with your intelligence that you couldn't even tell your subordinate was a toad demon, who knows how long you would have been fooled!]"

Xiao Tingyu: Pfft.

"Although we've brought Elder Liuli Haibing back, she refuses to confess. Qiaoqiao, would you be willing to go to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion to participate in the interrogation of Bingyan?"

Song Wuya smiled, "I believe that with your intelligence, you will be able to get Bing Yan to confess her crimes."

They actually invited her to interrogate criminals?

Doesn't that mean we can still Elder Bing Bing's gossip?

Qiaoqiao was somewhat tempted, when suddenly she heard a snap and Immortal Venerable Wanghan put down his chopsticks. "Pavilion Master Song, is the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion short-staffed?"