Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

Chapter 106 Wanyun? What brings you here?

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed into the side hall, landing on the lotus-colored figure on the couch.

Pei Wanyun's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she slowly opened her phoenix eyes.

The familiar tent top came into view, but the familiar atmosphere was missing.

She paused for a moment, then instinctively reached to her side.

Sure enough—it was empty and cold.

"well--"

Another long sigh escaped, and a sense of loss welled up in my heart.

If, upon opening her eyes, she could feel her husband beside her, and hear him softly call out "Wanyun" or "My Lady"—

How good should that be?

Clearly, this expectation is still just wishful thinking at present.

My fingertips touched the pillow, but it was still cold.

After lying down for a while, she slowly sat up.

He threw back the covers, got up, and walked to the window, but did not open it.

She feared that even the last trace of life remaining in the side hall would vanish with the morning breeze.

After standing there for a moment, Pei Wanyun finally managed to pull her thoughts back from her reverie.

She turned around and returned to the main hall of Yunxin Palace, entered her bedroom, and sat down at the dressing table to tidy her appearance.

During the time her husband was away, a lingering sense of loneliness always remained on her face.

The wooden comb lingered in her hair, and her thoughts drifted away again, thinking of her husband's gifts in the secret realm, whether he had encountered any danger, and whether he might—

"You're overthinking it again."

Pei Wanyun shook her head, raised her hand to rub her temples, and forcibly interrupted her thoughts.

"Looks like I should go out for a walk and clear my head."

"Otherwise, if this continues, I'm afraid we might really go mad from practicing qi cultivation."

She could tolerate her husband's absence before because she had not yet found any trace of him.

But now that we've found it, things are different.

Having tasted the sweetness, she could no longer tolerate the previous days.

After tidying up and getting ready, I changed into a simple dress that I rarely wear and then went down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, the bamboo forest was serene and the fragrance of bamboo lingered.

We walked all the way to the mountain gate.

Pei Wanyun did not ride a sword, but simply strolled along the road.

After all, since the goal is to relax, there's no need to rush.

Instead, take your time to stroll around and enjoy the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain.

This time, however, she learned from her experience at the outer gate and did not wear a scarf to cover her face.

Thus, they arrived at a nearby market town.

Pei Wanyun then decided to take a stroll around the area.

With the opening of the secret realm, the already sparsely populated market town became even more deserted.

The remaining disciples either did not meet the entry requirements for the secret realm, or their cultivation exceeded the realm's restrictions, preventing them from entering.

Not only this market, but the entire inner sect of the Jade Jade Sect was much quieter than usual.

"Peak Master Pei."

As soon as they entered the market, several disciples bowed respectfully.

Pei Wanyun usually lives deep within Jade Spirit Peak and rarely goes out, so most of the inner disciples do not know her.

The reputation of the peak master of Yuling Peak was well-known, and she was also known for her outstanding appearance.

Therefore, quite a few disciples living near Jade Spirit Peak had seen her.

"Um."

She responded indifferently.

Looking around, the disciples bowing were both male and female, but I didn't recognize any of them; they were probably just ordinary inner disciples.

"No need for formalities, please make yourselves at home."

"Yes."

Even so, after taking only a few more steps, the surrounding eyes unconsciously gathered around him.

There was amazement, curiosity, and a touch of awe in his eyes.

Because it was too eye-catching, Pei Wanyun had no choice but to give up and turn away.

After leaving the market, she decided to visit the training ground, which was a little further away.

After all, it's next to Spirit Sword Peak, so very few people probably know her.

Furthermore, Qi Yuan, the peak master of Lingjian Peak, is one of her few close friends, so it's a good opportunity to pay him a visit and catch up.

We arrived at the training ground.

Even before entering, the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard incessantly.

Pei Wanyun glanced indifferently over the various dueling platforms, where most of the participants were ordinary inner disciples.

But soon, she noticed a place bustling with noise.

The two female disciples are engaged in a fierce battle on the stage.

Judging from their clothing and the jade pendants at their waists, they were not ordinary inner disciples, but true disciples of Lingfeng.

She even recognized one of them; he was none other than Tang Qingzhu, a true disciple of Lingjian Peak.

Unlike the cold and quiet Jade Spirit Peak, Spirit Sword Peak has always been open to many disciples, with as many as ten true disciples alone.

However, this is also related to the personality of its peak master, "Sword Mystery Master" Qi Yuan.

She has a cheerful and uninhibited personality, and is not fussy about details. To be more precise, she is a complete "martial arts fanatic".

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Tang Qingzhu on the stage noticed Pei Wanyun in the audience.

After all, the other person's appearance was so outstanding that they could be spotted at a glance even when they were far away from the crowd.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister?"

Seeing that her senior sister was somewhat lost in thought, the junior sister who was sparring with her followed her gaze.

Tang Qingzhu then stepped down from the stage, cupped his hands in greeting to Pei Wanyun, and said respectfully, "Junior Tang Qingzhu greets Martial Uncle Pei."

"Yes, Junior Nephew Tang, there's no need for such formalities."

Pei Wanyun nodded slightly.

"I wonder if Uncle Pei has come with any important business?"

Before the other person could answer, another person stepped down from the stage and asked the senior sister, "Senior sister, who is this senior?"

Senior sister?

Pei Wanyun couldn't help but feel suspicious and began to scrutinize the young girl.

He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, but his face was unfamiliar.

And since he could address Tang Qingzhu as "Senior Sister," they must be from the same sect.

She knew all of Qi Yuan's disciples, so this little girl must be a newly accepted one.

"I am Pei Wanyun, a good friend of your master."

Before Tang Qingzhu could introduce her, Pei Wanyun introduced herself first, in a gentle tone, without any airs of a peak master.

"Greetings, Senior Pei."

"Junior Jiang Yaoyao greets Senior."

The little girl bowed respectfully.

Although she was young, she was very lively, but also reserved and respectful.

This name—why does it sound so familiar?

His surname is Pei, and he's also a good friend of his master—

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Jiang Yaoyao guessed the identity of the person in front of her and was about to speak when Tang Qingzhu interrupted her, "Uncle Pei, please don't be offended. Yaoyao is new here and doesn't know the rules."

"I apologize to you on her behalf."

"There's no need for that."

Pei Wanyun smiled slightly, not paying any attention to these things.

She then brought up the other person's master: "I'm here to see your master."

"Master is currently handling sect affairs at the Spirit Sword Hall."

"If Uncle Pei is looking for her, this junior will take you there now."

As Tang Qingzhu spoke, she stepped aside to lead the way.

"No need to trouble yourself, I'll go by myself. You all continue your cultivation."

"Can--"

Tang Qingzhu was about to say that it was against etiquette, but her junior sister tugged at her sleeve.

"Senior sister, Uncle Pei has already said it's not necessary, so let's not make things worse."

"--All right."

Tang Qingzhu remained silent for a moment, then realized that the argument made sense and stopped insisting.

Pei Wanyun traveled smoothly all the way and soon arrived at the Spirit Sword Hall.

He raised his hand and gently knocked on the palace door.

"Enter."

Pushing open the door, Qi Yuan was still processing sect files, not even looking up, treating him like one of her own disciples: "What brings you here?"

"Can't we catch up?"

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Upon hearing that familiar voice, Qi Yuan looked up in confusion.

Upon seeing who it was, the handsome man's face showed a hint of surprise: "Wanyun? What brings you here?"