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Jiang Xiaochuan glanced at it: "Whatever you like is fine."

"Which outfit do you prefer me to wear?" Xiaobai persisted, looking at him with her eyes crinkling.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt uncomfortable under her gaze and casually said, "Blue, it suits you."

Actually, he didn't look closely at all, but Xiaobai seemed very satisfied. She picked up the indigo dress, went to the inner room to change, and the curtain was drawn, with rustling sounds of her changing coming from inside.

Jiang Xiaochuan stood outside, his gaze fixed on a crack in the ground. The old woman sat back down behind the counter, dozing off with her eyes half-closed.

The shop was quiet, with only the sounds of people changing clothes in the back room and the occasional crowing of chickens outside.

After a while, the curtain was lifted.

Xiao Bai came out.

The indigo coarse cloth skirt was simple in style with no patterns. It was cinched at the waist, making her waist look slender. The sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, revealing a section of her fair forearm. Her long hair was casually tied back with a wooden hairpin, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks. She had lost the ethereal beauty of her moon-white dress, but instead gained a touch of wildness from the mountains.

She walked up to Jiang Xiaochuan, twirled around, and her skirt swayed in a small arc.

"Is it pretty?" she asked, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at her, nodded, and said decisively, "It looks good."

Xiao Bai smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, her cheeks flushed slightly with laughter.

She leaned forward, almost touching him, and lowered her voice, a hint of teasing in it: "How beautiful? More beautiful than your Lu Xueqi?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback, then shook his head, his tone natural: "No, in my opinion, she's number one, Biyao is number two, and you..."

He paused, thought about it seriously, and said, "I'll rank her third. Oh no, my master's wife should be third, you'll be fourth, and my master... never mind, he doesn't count."

Xiao Bai's smile froze for a moment.

Looking at Jiang Xiaochuan counting so seriously, she suddenly felt a little amused, and also a little... inexplicably annoyed.

She reached out and poked his chest: "Hey, can't you talk to yourself?"

"I'm telling the truth," Jiang Xiaochuan said innocently.

"Lu Xueqi is indeed beautiful, Biyao is beautiful, my master's wife is beautiful, and you..." He glanced at her again and nodded, "You are beautiful too, but there's always a sequence to things."

Xiao Bai was speechless after being choked by his words. She stared at him for a long time before suddenly bursting out laughing.

She shook her head, no longer dwelling on it, turned and walked to the counter, saying to the old woman, "This is the set, how much?"

The old woman quoted a price, and Jiang Xiaochuan paid.

Xiao Bai folded the moon-white dress she had changed out of and held it in her arms. The dress was made of good material, and although it was covered in mud, she could still wear it after washing it.

The two walked out of the shop. The sun was blazing, turning the stone pavement white. Xiaobai walked beside Jiang Xiaochuan, her new dress making a soft rustling sound as it rubbed against him.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Xiaochuan, and suddenly asked, "You said that the Qingyun Sect's once-in-a-millennium genius likes you, your master and mistress's daughter likes you, the Demon Sect's daughter likes you, and now there's a Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox who wants to repay you with her body..."

She paused, then her eyes crinkled into a smile. "Shouldn't it be the fairies' turn next?"

Jiang Xiaochuan paused for a moment, then turned to look at her. Xiaobai was also looking at him, her eyes full of a teasing smile.

He touched his nose and raised his chin with a hint of smugness: "Of course, that just proves I'm still quite charming."

After saying that, he laughed first and shook his head.

"Forget it, one is enough of a headache, let alone a fairy."

Xiao Bai found his smug look amusing. She stopped, reached out, pinched his chin, and forced him to look up. Jiang Xiaochuan was startled and tried to dodge, but she held on tightly.

She moved closer and carefully examined his face.

The boy's face was fair and smooth in the sunlight, with soft lines, eyebrows that were neither too thick nor too thin, and beautiful eyes that were slightly wide open in surprise. His nose was straight, and his lips were pale, slightly parted because she was pinching his chin.

He is indeed handsome, not in a flamboyant or sharp way, but rather in a refined and clean-cut way that is pleasing to the eye, especially his eyes, which are clear and bright, like mountain spring water.

Xiao Bai looked at him for a while, then let go, gently stroking his cheek with her fingertips, and smiled, "He is quite handsome, with delicate skin and beautiful eyebrows and eyes."

She paused, then added:

"I'm not at a disadvantage, sister."

Jiang Xiaochuan was a little unhappy when she pinched his cheek, but when he heard her say that he was pretty, the corners of his mouth still turned up uncontrollably.

He slapped her hand away, turned his face away, and muttered softly, "Good to know."

Xiao Bai laughed even harder, reached out and ruffled his hair, messing up the cloth binding his hair.

Jiang Xiaochuan exclaimed "Hey!" and dodged away, hurriedly retying his hair. As the two were arguing, a few people turned out from the intersection ahead.

They were three young men dressed in the attire of the Burning Incense Valley disciples, in deep red robes with swords at their waists. They were going from house to house questioning someone, their expressions serious and their eyes wary.

Jiang Xiaochuan and Xiaobai stopped at the same time.

The three of them also saw them, their gazes lingered on Xiaobai for a moment before falling on Jiang Xiaochuan.

One of them approached, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Excuse me, gentlemen, we are disciples of the Incense Valley, ordered to check suspicious individuals here. May I ask where you two come from and where you are going?"

Jiang Xiaochuan composed himself and returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "I am Jiang Xiaochuan, a disciple of the Great Bamboo Peak of the Qingyun Sect. And this is...?"

He paused, glanced at Xiaobai, and was about to say, "She's my sister," when Xiaobai spoke first, her voice soft and tinged with amusement:

"I am his wife."

Jiang Xiaochuan: "..."

The disciples of Fenxiang Valley were also stunned for a moment, their gazes shifting between the two: a Qingyun disciple and a beautiful woman. It would be reasonable to call them a couple, but this woman... was far too beautiful, and her demeanor was not like that of an ordinary village woman.

Another disciple from Burning Incense Valley frowned, stepped forward, and stared sharply at Jiang Xiaochuan: "A disciple of Qingyun? Do you have any proof?"

Jiang Xiaochuan took the Mo Xue sword, which was wrapped in cloth, from behind his back and lifted a corner of it.

The ancient scabbard is crystal clear like autumn water, and a straight blue mark is faintly visible on the spine of the sword. Even when it is not drawn, one can feel a cool and refreshing aura.

"The Ink Snow Sword, a divine weapon from the Nine Heavens, was a gift from my master's wife," Jiang Xiaochuan said calmly.

The disciples of Burning Incense Valley's expressions changed slightly; the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon was not to be faked.

They scrutinized Jiang Xiaochuan closely. The boy looked young, but his aura was steady and his eyes were clear, which did not seem fake. Moreover, he had been given the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon by his master, so his status in the Qingyun Sect must not be low.

The group exchanged glances, their expressions softening. The leader cupped his hands and said:

"So you are a senior brother from Qingyun Sect. My apologies. Things have been rather unsettled in the valley lately, and we were ordered to patrol. We apologize for the intrusion."

"It's alright." Jiang Xiaochuan nodded and put Mo Xue back on his back.

At this moment, the third disciple of Burning Incense Valley suddenly spoke up, his tone tinged with doubt: "Senior Brother Jiang, you said this is your wife, but the two of you... seem to be about the same age? Moreover, this young lady has an extraordinary air about her, unlike an ordinary woman."

His gaze was piercing as he stared at Xiaobai. Xiaobai didn't flinch, but simply smiled slightly, tightened her grip on Jiang Xiaochuan's arm, and leaned closer to him, looking quite dependent.

Jiang Xiaochuan cursed inwardly, but his face remained expressionless. He glanced at the disciple, then suddenly raised his right hand and made a sweeping motion in the air.

As the fingertips passed by, the air rippled slightly, and a faint Tai Chi pattern, formed from pure energy, slowly emerged and hovered in mid-air. The pattern rotated slowly, exuding a pure and peaceful Taoist aura.

Taiji Xuanqing Dao.

The disciple's expression changed, and he quickly bowed, saying, "I was being overly suspicious, please forgive me, Senior Brother Jiang."

Jiang Xiaochuan withdrew his hand gesture, and the Tai Chi symbol slowly dissipated.

He looked at the disciple, then suddenly smiled, a slightly cold smile: "It's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, but..."

His gaze swept over the three men. "My fellow disciples have worked hard in questioning me, but I'm new to Southern Xinjiang and don't have much money on me. I just spent quite a bit on clothes, so I'm afraid I'll have to spend the next few days..."