Slender willows sway in the breeze

Chapter 43 Not Recognizing the Marquis's Prestige
Qin Songyu felt slightly embarrassed by this situation.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have worn this outfit. I was late because of it and stole the limelight from Marquis Molin. I hope he won't hold a grudge against me for this.

"The prefect has not yet taken office, so this year I will lead everyone to the Frozen Domain."

After saying that, Gu Changzhou threw out a long sword.

The longsword rapidly grew larger until it could accommodate dozens of people before it stopped.

"Set off."

The longsword flew into the sky like a shooting star as dawn broke.

"It's them."

The people of Laiyang County already knew that the three families had taken their disciples to the Frosty Domain today.

Everyone was very excited.

"Hopefully they can achieve a good ranking this time."

This is not only related to the honor and disgrace of the three families, but also closely related to their lives.

Of the twenty-four prefectures in the Nine Provinces, Laiyang Prefecture was at the bottom in terms of overall strength, so it naturally received fewer resources. They relied on crystals for cultivation, and since resources were abundant, they naturally received more crystals.

The people on the longsword were secretly alarmed by the speed of the flight.

What level of cultivation does one need to fly so fast and so high?

It's cold.

Their bodies, though strong enough for cultivation, couldn't withstand the cold and had to use their spiritual power to ward it off.

Qin Songyu said to his youngest son, Qin Zibin, "At this speed, we can reach the Frozen Domain in half an hour."

"father."

Qin Zibin wanted to ask Mo Linhou what level of cultivation he had reached, but remembering that the person in question was right in front of him, he changed his approach to telepathy.

Qin Songyu replied, "Even I can't see through it, but there are rumors that Mo Linhou was already at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm four years ago. Judging from the changing longsword and the speed of flight, the rumors are probably true."

Qin Zibin was shocked.

A Daoist Master aged twenty-five?
He was only five years younger than Mo Linhou, yet he was only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

This gap is too big.

Qin Songyu continued to transmit his voice: "The Marquis of Molin holds a high position and great power, and is still unmarried. He would definitely not be interested in ordinary women. Your third sister is a beautiful woman, and now she has become a disciple of the Brahma Sound Sect. When we arrive in the Frozen Domain, we should find an opportunity for them to get to know each other. Perhaps they can find a good match."

Qin Zibin's face lit up with joy.

In this way, the illustrious Marquis Molin is his brother-in-law.

Unaware that he was being targeted, Gu Changzhou focused his attention on the woman who was far away while flying on his sword.

She was chatting and laughing with her two cousins.

One of them, worried that she was cold, even draped his cloak over her shoulders.

"Oh my god, I'm going."

A strange gust of wind suddenly blew straight toward Chu Yanming. If his father hadn't pulled him back, he would have made a fool of himself.

Nevertheless, the evil wind still messed up his hair and inexplicably added a few patches of dirt to his face.

Liu Sijun pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh.

It would be unkind to laugh out loud at this point.

But the more this happened, the more Yanming felt like crying.

He had just gotten to know his cousin Si Jun when this embarrassing thing happened. Of all people to blow to, why did this evil wind have to blow on him, and right in his face?

Gu Changzhou, however, was completely satisfied.

Half an hour later, they arrived above the Frozen Domain.

"This is the Frozen Domain!"

The surrounding area was covered with ice and snow, a vast expanse of white.

The longsword slowly descended.

They arrived at a small village about two miles from the Frozen Domain.

Although this place is also covered in ice and snow, people from all countries and states come here to participate in the training, making it even more lively than some towns.

"My lord, where shall we stay today?" Qin Songyu asked respectfully. He had already put on a black cloak over his robe while flying on his sword to cover the shimmering fabric of the robe.

"This is my first time here. Do you have any good recommendations?"

Liu Shiyuan immediately stepped forward, determined not to let Qin Songyu steal the spotlight: "There's a nice inn called Yingfeng Inn in the distance."

The three of them are of the same generation, with Liu Shiyuan being even younger. However, due to the unexpected death of Liu Tailin, Liu Shiyuan succeeded as the head of the family and had to show him deference.

Chu Yinghua kept in mind her elder brother's teachings: speak less.

"Okay, let's go to Yingfeng Inn."

Liu Shiyuan stepped forward to lead the way.

Yingfeng Inn is the largest inn in the village, and it was already overcrowded. Guard Feng finally managed to squeeze in, only to be told by the innkeeper that it was full.

He looked at Mo Linhou awkwardly, almost digging his toes into the ground.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have made such a fuss.

Now, Qin Songyu is grinning from ear to ear.

However, we still need to make amends: "They all arrived quite early this year. In previous years, they would arrive right on time and never stayed here."

Qin Zibin: "We arrived too late."

His original intention was to embarrass Liu Shiyuan, but this time the leader was Gu Molinhou, and he set the departure time. If he said that they were too late, wouldn't that be complaining about Molinhou?

Moreover, the Qin family was the last to arrive this morning.

This counterattack gave Liu Shiyuan the opportunity to ridicule him mercilessly: "Yes, I wonder who was late this morning, keeping us waiting."

Qin Zibin opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Qin Songyu glared at his youngest son.

"My lord, Zibin didn't mean that. I know another place where we can stay. Everyone, please follow me."

After several turns, the clamor faded into the distance.

"It's coming soon."

Fifteen minutes later, Qin Songyu led them to a relatively quiet place.

Chu Yanming looked around and asked, "Where is this?"

Qin Zibin quickly said, "This is a foothold of the Brahma Sound Sect. My third sister has been waiting for us for a long time."

Qin Songyu gently scolded, "You're so talkative."

As soon as he finished speaking, they arrived at the door.

It looks like an ordinary house, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that there are at least three protective formations within a short distance of three or four zhang from the corner just now to here.

Qin Songyu knocked on the door.

Soon, a surge of spiritual energy appeared, and then the courtyard gate was opened.

A woman in a light green dress stood not far away, smiling gently. The hem of her dress swayed in the wind like the shimmering surface of a lake. A bow embroidered with gold thread was tied around her waist, and her hair was styled in a high bun, adorned with a jade hairpin of the same color. Her almond-shaped eyes were clear yet unfathomable.

"Father."

Qin Shuyao curtsied and greeted them one by one: "Uncle Liu, Uncle Chu."

Qin Louyu smiled and scolded playfully, "You silly child, why don't you bow to Marquis Molin?"

Qin Shuyao was slightly surprised, then immediately turned to Gu Changzhou and bowed gracefully: "This humble girl did not recognize Your Excellency, and I hope you will forgive my rudeness."

Her demeanor was composed, every smile and gesture perfectly measured, neither obsequious nor lacking in gentleness—the quintessential demeanor of a noblewoman from a prominent family.

Liu Sijun smacked his lips.

To say that Qin Shuyao didn't know Mo Linhou was coming would be a bit of an overstatement.

Qin Shuyao led them into the house.

The room was very warm, and a few maids were serving tea. After sitting down, Chu Yanming said casually, "It's so nice to have hot tea as soon as I come in."

Qin Shuyao's perfectly timed smile froze.

He pretended not to know that Mo Linhou was coming, but now he has prepared hot tea. Isn't that an admission of guilt?

(End of this chapter)