Fairy, help me cultivate.

Taking advantage of the fact that Yuanhe was attracting the attention of the stewards, he slipped out from behind the jade carriage and flew straight back to the mountainside of Hanyu Peak.

Inside the Xiushui Pavilion, Huibai was already sitting there writing calligraphy.

"Senior Sister!"

Chen Yao landed on his sword and greeted them with a smile.

Hui Bai's jade-like hand trembled, and the strokes of her brush, which were originally flowing like dragons and snakes, turned into a scraggly spider.

She took a deep breath, her chest trembling, trying her best to calm her chaotic emotions.

She put away her pen and paper, glanced at Chen Yao, quickly averted her gaze, stood up, clasped her hands together beneath her large chest, her beautiful chin slightly raised, and said in a toneless voice, "Let's go!"

The kite was enlarged, carrying her into the sea of ​​clouds.

"..."

After flying a distance, Huibai realized that Chen Yao hadn't followed. She stopped the kite and turned back in confusion.

Chen Yao pointed to the other side: "Senior sister, we've gone the wrong way again..."

!

Why didn't you say we were going the wrong way?

Hui Bai blushed, glared at him, and flew off in the opposite direction.

Chen Yao then followed on his sword.

He tried to strike up a conversation along the way, but Huibai remained indifferent.

Chen Yao felt baffled.

But Hui Bai knew her heart was pounding in her throat. Now, whenever she saw Chen Yao, she couldn't help but recall the scenes of playing in the water and kissing him.

The scariest thing is that she wasn't resistant at all; in fact, she seemed to be looking forward to it.

I'm looking forward to the next time my stinky junior brother takes advantage of me.

Fennel!

You're the senior sister... Does the dignity of a teacher have absolutely no resistance to beauty?

Now, whenever she goes out with Chen Yao, she loses all interest in talismans and calligraphy...

She stole a glance at Chen Yao, who had fallen silent, and wondered, why isn't he saying anything?

Are you angry?

"Ahem—" she coughed, "Junior brother."

"Senior Sister?"

"When we get off at the market, be careful not to get separated from the crowd," Hui Bai said, her face stiff and feigning aloofness.

"Why? Are there so many people in the market?"

Hui Bai glanced at him: "There aren't usually that many people, but when I went, there were more people."

?

What is the logic?

Chen Yao didn't understand, but was greatly shocked by Hui Bai's pretentious remark.

"In short, just remember to stay by your senior sister's side! Otherwise, if you get separated from her, and you're not familiar with the market, be careful not to get lost..."

The white fennel slightly arched its jade-like neck.

"..."

Chen Yao was speechless.

Are you afraid you'll get lost?

……

……

Qipanshan Market is located at the intersection of three sects, and is jointly governed by the Kuanglu Sect, Qingxu Sect, and Mingyang Sect.

The Mingyang Sect is the most powerful, belonging to the upper sect of the two sects.

This place is a gathering place for independent cultivators, and the rules are very strict.

One must not ride swords or beasts in the bustling city, nor use magic in ordinary times, nor use power to intimidate others in business.

Chen Yao and Hui Bai landed at the foot of Qipan Mountain and put away their flying artifacts.

Looking out, the mountains are shrouded in mist and lush greenery.

A fresh, damp breeze swept down from the mountaintop, carrying mist that dampened their hair and clothes.

Hui Bai stood in the mist, her expression serene, her skirt fluttering in the wind, possessing a tranquil and elegant beauty like wispy smoke and sparse willows.

The mountain breeze caressed her snow-white skirt, and the clouds and mist combed her beautiful hair, making her ethereal and graceful like a goddess in a painting.

The entire beautiful Qipan Mountain seemed to bow down to her delicate beauty, only able to enhance her charm, unable to overshadow her in the slightest.

Chen Yao was also somewhat mesmerized. He had been drawn to her clueless and clumsy nature before, but he hadn't realized that his senior sister was also a stunning beauty.

But even the most beautiful woman cannot open the market's grand array.

So he coughed and asked, "Senior Sister?"

Hui Bai glanced at him indifferently: "How is it?"

How do we get in?

Hui Bai felt a surge of emotion in her bulging chest, and almost lost her composure because of Chen Yao's words.

She wasn't trying to pose for a photo; she only realized she couldn't find the entrance when she got to the foot of the mountain...

Seeing her bulging chest, Chen Yao naturally understood that his directionally challenged senior sister was, after all, directionally challenged senior sister.

"What do we do now? This is a large formation. Even if we shout at the top of our lungs, the people inside won't hear us, right?"

Chen Yao glanced at the fennel.

Hui Bai proudly raised his head, revealing two stacks of talismans in his wide white sleeves.

"What are you shouting for? It's just a market town, how can it compare to a sect's protective array?"

As she spoke, two burning talismans flew from her fingertips, their purple lightning and green frost striking the clouds in front of them.

Lightning and frost fell in a cascade, spreading rapidly through the clouds and creating countless vortexes of spiritual energy.

The clouds and mist covering the mountain suddenly surged and gathered, like rolling dark clouds, and then suddenly dissipated.

Chen Yao was dumbfounded, realizing that her directionally challenged senior sister was about to overturn the great formation again.

But this place is different from a sect. If you offend both the Mingyang Sect and the Qingxu Sect at the same time, you might be detained on the spot.

Just as he was about to stop them, he heard the cries of cranes echoing from the green mountains, and purple smoke rising in swirling smoke.

Under the bright sunlight, the green mountains shimmered, and a tall white marble archway appeared out of thin air, from which a huge crowd surged in.

Leading the group was an elderly female cultivator from the Mingyang Sect, dressed in a purple robe and with a lotus-shaped hairpin in her hair.

Chen Yao's heart sank. He thought to himself, "They reacted so quickly?"

Such a large-scale mobilization...

He secretly took a step back, released the small snake in his hand, and let it sneak back to report the news.

Unexpectedly, the old female cultivator walked quickly to Huibai, and instead of questioning her, she bowed respectfully.

"With the arrival of the Book Fairy, Su Quanyu, the manager of the Chessboard Market of the Mingyang Sect, has failed to greet you properly! Fortunately, I recognize the immortal aura on the Book Fairy's talisman, which is why I have not been negligent."

The elderly female cultivator who called herself Su Quanyu bowed, and the crowd surrounding her also bowed in welcome.

The market manager of Mingyang Sect must be at least a late-stage Golden Core cultivator... and is practically the head of the entire market... Why is she so respectful to her directionally challenged senior sister?

Chen Yao didn't understand.

Seeing the excited expressions on these people's faces, and with Hui Bai waving his hand dismissively, his eye twitched.

Why does this look so much like a fan meeting?

Hui Bai looked at the huge crowd in front of her, exchanged a few polite greetings with them, and glanced at Chen Yao, whose expression was adorably stunned, feeling a little smug.

Now you know how amazing I am, right?

Although I never leave the peak, my books can travel thousands of miles. Every time I descend the mountain to a place where cultivators are abundant, it causes a sensation.

She thought to herself with pride.

Su Quanyu kindly invited Huibai into the market, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for her.

Hui Bai nodded slightly and walked away, lifting her lotus feet.

Chen Yao followed, only to find that the crowd had once again swelled up, leaving him no way to pass.

"Hey, I'm also from the Kuanglu Sect, she's my senior sister."

He said helplessly.

The surrounding cultivators didn't take him seriously at all. Su Quanyu, who was leading the way, clearly glanced at him, but ignored him and just kept exchanging pleasantries with Huibai.

Hui Bai was still basking in the joy of finally showing her face in front of her junior brother, and thought that Chen Yao was closely following her.

Chen Yao was pushed into the crowd and was surprised to find that everyone was of a higher level than him.

He could only try his best to maintain his balance to avoid being pushed over and trampled.

Behind him, two people dressed in Qingxu Sect attire slowly pushed through the crowd and gradually approached him.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Is the Songyang Finger Fierce or Not?

Just as two people dressed as disciples of the Qingxu Sect approached Chen Yao and were about to take something out of their folded sleeves, Hui Bai, who was surrounded in front of him, suddenly stopped.

The crowd stopped abruptly. The Qingxu Sect disciples exchanged annoyed glances and slowly retreated.

Hui Bai turned her head and glanced around, only to find that her junior brother was nowhere to be seen. A panic gripped her, and her face turned as cold as ice: "Where is my junior brother?"

Her breath sounded like it contained a piece of thousand-year-old ice.