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"I asked," Jiang Xiaochuan patiently repeated, pointing to his own face, "who's more handsome, the two of us?"

Six-Tailed Fox: "..."

He opened his mouth, for this was the first time in his life he had encountered a situation where "his savior demanded a beauty contest on the spot."

Out of the corner of her eye, Three-Tailed Fox was rushing back with the demon beasts when she heard this. Her pretty face turned red, and she hid behind Six-Tailed Fox.

Liuwei glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan, then at his third sister who was hiding behind him but secretly peeking out to observe Jiang Xiaochuan. A strange mix of amusement and exasperation welled up inside him. He sighed, a faint, genuine smile curving his lips, and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Young master, your demeanor is exceptional, and your inner qualities are refined and elegant. I am... no match for you."

"Really?" Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned to the Three-Tailed Fox. "Three-Tailed Fox, what do you think?"

When Sanwei was called out, her ears turned red. She quickly glanced at Liuwei, then looked at Jiang Xiaochuan, and whispered, "...a little bit better looking than my older brother..."

Jiang Xiaochuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up little by little, finally settling on an extremely smug smile that he was desperately trying to suppress.

"Alright," he said, trying to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, waving his hand as if shooing away flies, "Hurry up, hurry up, stop dawdling."

Seeing his forced seriousness yet animated expression, Liuwei finally couldn't help but chuckle softly. He bowed again, giving a solemn salute: "Young master, take care."

Having said that, he took Sanwei's hand, and the two of them disappeared into the darkness outside the cave. Soon, the sounds of the monsters moving outside faded into the distance and could no longer be heard.

When Jiang Xiaochuan asked, "Who's more handsome?" Biyao stood to the side, her lips twitching involuntarily. This bastard, he just saved someone and got the treasure, and the first thing he does after finishing his business is to compare looks? Could he be any more childish?

But when she saw the Six-Tails' breathtakingly handsome face, even though it was pale, and heard the Three-Tails blush and say, "A little bit better looking than my older brother...", a very subtle emotion suddenly welled up in her heart.

She examined Jiang Xiaochuan's profile closely. To be honest, in terms of refined features alone, he was indeed inferior to Liuwei.

Liuwei's beauty is bewitching and transcends gender, like a meticulously crafted work of art, while Jiang Xiaochuan... is a different kind of handsome. His eyebrows are thick but not coarse, his eyes are bright but not droopy, his nose is straight but not excessive, and his lips... she recalled the hasty kiss in the Dripping Blood Cave, a little dry, a little cool, but very soft.

His good looks are alive, with a lazy smile, occasional sharpness, and a kind of "I'm just like this, do whatever you want" nonchalance. It's a kind of good looks that grows out of the mundane world. He can bicker, he can be cheeky, he can be at a loss when she cries, and he can be secretly proud when others say he's handsome.

This kind of beauty seems to... make her even more attracted.

Looking at Jiang Xiaochuan's forced smile yet beaming expression, she suddenly felt an urge to pinch his cheek and kiss him. In the end, she just snorted, turned her face away, but her ears felt a little hot.

"You childish brat," she cursed inwardly, but a smirk involuntarily crept onto her lips.

Biyao was still holding him tightly, not letting go. She looked up at his still unfocused eyes, her voice filled with worry: "Are your eyes... really alright?"

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head.

"You're lying," Biyao said, her fingers tightening slightly.

Jiang Xiaochuan sighed inwardly. He called out, "Sister Hongli, please help me, my eyes should be better soon."

After a long while, Hongli lazily hummed in agreement: "Helping you out isn't for nothing. You have to say something nice."

"Good sister." Jiang Xiaochuan readily agreed.

"Not enough," Hongli said.

"...What's it called?"

"Call me wife."

Jiang Xiaochuan: "..."

He felt a little embarrassed. But since it was just in his head and no one could hear him, he took a deep breath and, in his softest, most sickeningly sweet voice, called out in his mind, "Wife~"

Hong Li seemed quite satisfied and chuckled softly. The next moment, Jiang Xiaochuan felt a chill in his eyes, and then light flooded in again.

He blinked, and the first thing he saw was Biyao's face so close to his, her eyes fixed on him with worry. Then he saw the churning lava lake in the distance, its crimson light and leaping shadows. They're all back.

"Okay," he said.

Biyao looked closely at his eyes. His pupils were clear and focused. She breathed a sigh of relief, then loosened her grip on his waist and took a half step back.

"Shouldn't we go to Liubo Mountain?" Jiang Xiaochuan said, turning to walk away.

Biyao didn't move. She looked at his back and bit her lip.

Liubo Mountain, the people of Qingyun Sect are there, Dazhu Peak, Xiaozhu Peak, Longshou Peak, Chaoyang Peak... He went there, will he come back?

She suddenly spoke, her voice a little strange: "Jiang Xiaochuan."

"Um?"

"Do you... have homosexual tendencies?"

Jiang Xiaochuan stumbled and almost tripped over a protruding stone on the ground, but Biyao reacted quickly and stepped forward to support him.

He steadied himself, turned to look at her, and said with a look of utter disbelief, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Inside the cave," Biyao looked at him, her eyes flickering slightly, "you touched that six-tailed fox's face, and even his chest..."

Jiang Xiaochuan: "..."

He took a deep breath and patiently explained, "I'm just... a little jealous. He's taller and more handsome than me, and I felt unbalanced, so I touched him a couple of times and picked a fight."

Biyao chuckled. She tilted her head to look at him, her eyes filled with mockery: "You're quite self-aware."

Jiang Xiaochuan was a little annoyed by her laughter and also felt like joking: "That three-tailed one has a much better figure than you, especially her legs, those..."

Before he could finish speaking, Biyao's face flushed red, and she raised her hand to hit him: "You big pervert! Where are you looking?!"

"That's only human nature." Jiang Xiaochuan dodged to the side and shrugged.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Biyao stomped her foot angrily. "How could you look so closely!"

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't say anything, he just looked at her with a mischievous smile on his lips.

Biyao's cheeks flushed under his gaze. Suddenly remembering something, she slapped him back and snorted, "How dare you talk about others like that! That thing of yours makes me uncomfortable every morning!"

Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback, not understanding at first: "What is it?"

Biyao blushed even more, both ashamed and angry, pointing at his lower body: "That...that!"

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced down and understood. His face flushed slightly, but he didn't mince words: "Oh, that? Isn't that a normal physiological reaction? It means I'm healthy and full of energy."

"You, you shameless!" Biyao lunged at him to pinch him.

Jiang Xiaochuan laughed as he dodged, "You can't bear to part with it."

"How could I bear to part with him!" Biyao chased after him.

"You just can't bear to part with her." Jiang Xiaochuan stopped, letting her rush to him, and gently flicked her forehead.

Biyao covered her forehead and glared at him. After a few seconds, she suddenly deflated, lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice, "Fine, I just can't bear to part with him."

She stepped forward, hugged him again, and buried her face in his chest.

Jiang Xiaochuan's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed. He didn't push her away or hug her back; he just let her hug him. His chest was cold, and he couldn't feel her body temperature, but he could smell the fragrance of her hair and a little bit of... the sweetness of candied hawthorn.

"Alright," he said softly, patting her back, "it's time to go. If we don't leave soon, your father and Aunt You will be looking for us."

Biyao hummed in agreement, didn't move, and hugged her for a while before letting go. She looked up, her eyes a little red, but with a smile on her face.

"Let's go," she said, taking his hand, "to find my father and the others."

The two walked back along the way they came, one after the other. The cave was still scorching hot, but their hands, one icy cold and the other warm, were intertwined.

They stopped talking, but the atmosphere was no longer oppressive. Occasionally, Biyao would complain about how hot it was in the cave, and Jiang Xiaochuan would reply, "A calm mind brings coolness." Biyao would say that it was easy for him to talk when he was standing there, and Jiang Xiaochuan would just laugh.

The noise and commotion continued as we ascended the long cave, the red glow of the lava behind us gradually fading into the distance, and darkness returned.

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