Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 229: Fuyao Old Friend
When the first ray of sunlight pierced the moonless night and the shouts of killing gradually subsided, an operation against Diquemen finally stopped.

Su Qing and Bo Yue were both covered in blood. As people of the righteous path, they should not be so bloodthirsty, but anyone who sees the children raised in the Dique Sect would not be able to help but kill them.

Yun Yi had previously sent a list of thirteen key Dique Sect strongholds. The one Su Qing had personally taken out was the most difficult of them all, with dozens of Spiritual Transformation Realm cultivators manning it.

The secular forces of the Great Xia Dynasty would naturally be helpless. Fortunately, the eldest princess is also a mountain monk, so she can eradicate those scums.

Su Qing ordered his men to settle those children and go to Tiancanmen to receive another batch. They would start looking for families for them early tomorrow morning. If they really couldn't find their homes, they would all be sent to the orphanage in the capital.

After doing all this, she thanked Bo Yue again, and then finally had time to return to the palace.

Su Qing was born not to like killing, but today he was stained with a lot of blood and couldn't bear it anymore, so he set up a barrier and started bathing.

She took off her bloodstained gauze dress, stepped barefoot into the bathtub, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But when you look at the water, you can still see the miserable conditions of those who were abused by the Tiancan Sect.

Su Qing's pupils trembled slightly, and she thought, if Prince Duan had not colluded with the Tiancan Sect, how could this happen?
Tiancanmen is such a gloomy place, but he promised to send the children of Daxia there to practice cultivation. In return, he would tell the children's parents that their children have become practitioners from now on, which is a cause for celebration.

Really abominable!
She scooped up a handful of water and poured it over her shoulders, but still felt depressed, so she simply buried her head in the water, playing like she did in her childhood, making a "gurgling" sound.

The little red snake coiled on the wooden frame of the screen beside it, not understanding why its owner was acting so strangely. Could it be that he was mentally injured by the battle just now?
It was leisurely spitting out scarlet tongues, and suddenly sensed a familiar breath approaching, so it turned its head to look outside the door, but did not make any attacking gesture.

Su Qing reacted faster than Chi Lian. She immediately summoned a breeze with her bare hands to extinguish the candles in the room, and hurried out to change. Meanwhile, she was secretly wondering who the newcomer was and how he could have quietly broken through the formation she had set up.

Then she heard someone outside the house say softly, "Ahem, I didn't expect you to be resting, Senior Sister Su. How about I come back another day?"

Su Qing could recognize Yun Yi by the voice, not to mention that he deliberately called her "Senior Sister Su". Now in the Great Xia Dynasty, who else would call her like that except him?
She suppressed her shame and said, "Wait a moment."

Yun Yi: "No hurry, I'll go see Bo Yue first."

Seeing the figure outside the house suddenly disappear, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a little lonely, thinking that he finally found someone to talk to, but was scared away by him.

She no longer had any interest in bathing, and her body gradually left the water. Amidst the mist, the woman's back resembled a beautiful jade, with water droplets rolling down her shoulders and swirling around her waist, like nectar poured from Guanyin's jar, lingering briefly there.

Su Qing was taking care of her heavy body. She rarely sat in front of the dressing table and was a little confused about how to dress.

She pursed her lips in thought before choosing a peach-colored rouge. It was true that women dress to please themselves.

"A gentleman will die for his friend!" Meanwhile, Yun Yi and Bo Yue were praising each other in the next courtyard. Bo Yue, as unassuming as ever, patted his chest and declared, "Su Qing is the treasure of our Fuyao Sect. I'm here to represent the thousands of disciples within!"

Yun Yi asked, "How are my master and the others?"

"Elder Qingwei is still the same, telling fortunes all day long. Xun Ziyu and Qi Ling'er have also made some breakthroughs, but... neither can compare to your rapid progress."

"Just average."

Bo Yue took Yun Yi's arm and asked, "Tell me the truth, have you had any other adventures since we left Fusheng Temple?"

Yun Yi forced a smile and said, "Not worth mentioning."

"Something's wrong. The sword power in you is almost infinite. I've never seen anything like it before!" "Same here."

"Where's the Fangyuan Sword? Hurry up and take it out so I can see it!"

After a few laughs and jokes, Yun Yi finally took out the Fangyuan Sword. It wasn't that he was being stingy, but rather that the sword spirit couldn't stand Bo Yue's enthusiastic gaze and refused to let him hold the sword and observe it properly.

Bo Yue was not angry. Instead, he admired the sword even more and praised it endlessly: "Wow, it actually cultivated a sword spirit! Yun Yi, you are really generous. The cost of cultivating a sword spirit is extraordinary!"

The Fangyuan Sword shifted left and right, refusing to fall into Boyue's clutches. Boyue also wanted to play with the sword spirit, teasing it while carefully observing the patterns on the sword, and surprisingly, he gained a lot.

As the leader of the Fuyao Sect's Sword Pavilion, Boyao's talent in swordsmanship is naturally extraordinary.

"Okay, Fang Yuan, behave yourself." Yun Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore and said a few words to the sword spirit.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuanjian had no choice but to stand in mid-air and stop dodging, but the sword revealed dissatisfaction.

Bo Yue quickly took out his Juque sword and introduced it, "I'm a sword lover. If you don't believe me, just look. And to be more specific, I held you in my arms when you were a child."

As they were talking, Su Qing arrived late. It was obvious she had dressed up for the occasion. She was wearing a jade-green, wide-sleeved, flowing fairy dress, the hem cascading like snow. As she arrived, she swayed lightly, her figure casting a hazy glow in the morning sun.

Bo Yue was a man of wood, and in his eyes women were not as beautiful as swords.

Yun Yi's eyes lit up, and he sighed, "It seems that Senior Sister is in a better mood."

Su Qing suppressed her shyness and said softly, "I didn't expect you to come here. If I had known, I would have set up a few more layers of protective barriers."

"It's me, Meng Lang. I had something urgent to tell you at the time, so I didn't think too much about it."

"what's up?"

Yun Yi reached out and recalled the Fangyuan Sword, and indeed brought Boyue with him. "After I destroyed the Tiancan Sect, I received news that Da Yan was going to harm Da Xia."

Bo Yue: "Did you destroy the Tiancan Sect?"

Yun Yi smiled and said, "I forgot to introduce myself to you. I am currently the Right Sword Attendant of the Buried Sword Valley."

"Wow, an evil heretic!" Bo Yue patted Yun Yi's shoulder heavily. It was obvious that he didn't care much about the distinction between good and evil. He added, "But the Sword Burial Valley is both good and evil, and it hides countless swords. If it were in the Demon Sect, it wouldn't be considered a particularly vicious place."

Yun Yi: "I think you are the Cangjian from the Buried Sword Valley!"

Bo Yue: "Please don't tempt me with the Hidden Sword. I will never betray the Fuyao Sect!"

Su Qing watched the two fellow disciples bickering like teenagers, and reluctantly interrupted them, saying, "How about we get down to business first?"

Bo Yue quickly stood at attention: "Yes, let's get down to business."

Although the two were at the same realm and were both Fengyun disciples of the Fuyao Sect, no one in the sect had not received Su Qing's elixirs. As the saying goes, "One who eats someone's food must be grateful, and one who receives someone's money must be grateful." This was exactly the case.

(End of this chapter)