Chapter 122: Team Up and Set Out! Senior Sister: I’m Going Too, and I’ll Keep My Eyes on You!

In the courtyard of Nuanxiang Pavilion, the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.

Gu Lan pinched the golden communication Flying Sword in his hand, looking utterly despairing.

On one side was the Sect ordering him to go to the Sword Tomb to seize treasures and assert dominance, and on the other was the Female Demon Lord telling him to steal a sword, while he also had to constantly guard against the covetous Demon Cult Saintess Saintess Ji Wushuang.

How could this be going for experiential training? This was clearly walking a tightrope!

"That…"

Gu Lan cleared his throat, looked at the three Senior Sisters who had surrounded him, and attempted a final struggle.

"This trip to the Sword Tomb is fraught with danger. Not only are there various ancient Restrictions, but we also have to Face the lunatics of the Demonic Path."

"For the sake of safety, I think… it's enough for me to go alone."

"You guys just keep watch at Nuanxiang Pavilion and wait for my triumphant return, how about that?"

As soon as his voice fell, three sharp gazes instantly shot over.

"Alone?"

Hongxiu walked up to him with a smile that was not a smile, reached out to tidy his collar, and spoke in a tone so gentle it made one's hair stand on end.

"Junior Brother, tell Senior Sister the honest truth."

"Do you think we're in the way and afraid that we'll delay your tryst with that Demonic Path bewitching woman?"

"Ahem! How is that possible!"

Gu Lan cried out in grievance, "Am I that kind of person? I'm genuinely worried about your safety!"

"Cut it out."

Hongxiu rolled her eyes at him, "Since that Saintess Ji Wushuang is the Demon Cult Saintess, she will definitely go when the Sword Tomb opens this time."

"Let you go alone? Hmph, wouldn't that be like throwing meat buns at a dog—never to return?"

"This time, I must go!"

"I will stare at you tightly and never give that vixen any chance to exploit!"

Gu Lan's lips twitched.

Good grief, before they had even set out, they had already characterized this mission as a "catching-adulterers operation".

"I want to go too."

Lanyu, who had been silent all along, also stepped forward. The long sword in her hand slightly left its scabbard, and a blazing light flashed in her eyes.

"The Sword Tomb is the burial place of ancient Sword Cultivators, and the Sword Intent soars to the skies."

"I want to go there… to hone my sword."

"I don't hone swords, but I heard there are 'Sword Spirit Fruits' there! They're super delicious! I want to go too!" Lüluo also hugged Gu Lan's thigh and refused to let go.

Looking at the room full of warbling swallows and dancing orioles, Gu Lan felt his head was about to explode.

Just as he was preparing to forcefully refuse,

"I'm going too."

a cold voice like an icy spring suddenly came from the courtyard entrance.

Everyone turned to look.

They saw Jiang Wanqing dressed in white snow-surpassing robes, carrying the hanshuang sword on her back, walking slowly like a Fairy of Guanghan.

Today she seemed to have specially dressed up. Although she was still wearing that same Daoist robe, her waist was tied with a light blue tasseled palace ribbon, accentuating her slender waist that could be grasped with both hands, and her hair was styled into an exquisite cloud bun, pinned with the jade hairpin that Gu Lan had given her.

"Senior Sister?"

Gu Lan was stunned, "Why are you here too?"

"The Sect Master has an order."

Jiang Wanqing walked up to Gu Lan, her calm gaze sweeping past Hongxiu and the others before finally resting on Gu Lan, her tone carrying a hint of taken-for-grantedness.

"This trip to the Sword Tomb is of great importance. The Sect Master is afraid that you alone… won't be able to hold down the fort."

"Therefore, I was specially ordered to accompany you and assist (surveil) you."

"But…" Gu Lan just wanted to speak.

"What? Does Junior Brother not welcome me?"

Jiang Wanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, a trace of imperceptible resentment flashing through her cold eyes.

"Or… does Junior Brother feel that I am not qualified enough, and cannot compare to certain 'confidante elder sisters'?"

As she spoke, she gave Hongxiu a pointed look.

The air instantly froze.

Hongxiu narrowed her fox-like eyes and met Jiang Wanqing's gaze.

One cold and one hot, two auras collided in the air, sparking invisible fire.

"Oh my, so it's Senior Sister."

Hongxiu chuckled charmingly, breaking the silence.

"Senior Sister is usually busy with myriad affairs, why trouble yourself to run such a small errand when you can leave it to Nuanxiang Pavilion?"

"It's no trouble."

Jiang Wanqing replied indifferently, took a step forward, and quietly stood by Gu Lan's side, occupying the position of the "legal wife".

"After all, Junior Brother Gu is my… Junior Brother."

"His safety is naturally something I must take personal responsibility for."

"Furthermore, I am also afraid that some people with ulterior motives will lead him astray."

"You!" Hongxiu was choked with anger.

Caught in the middle, Gu Lan felt the temperature on his left and right was one cold and one hot—literally a replica of ice and fire.

"Fine, fine, fine! Everyone go! Everyone go!"

Gu Lan quickly raised his hands in surrender. If he let them continue arguing, they would start fighting before they even stepped out the door.

"More people means more strength!"

"Senior Sister has profound cultivation, with her here, our safety is even more guaranteed!"

"Hmph."

Both women let out a cold snort simultaneously and turned their heads away.

…

Half an hour later.

The pink liuyun shuttle slowly rose into the air.

Inside the flying boat, the originally spacious area appeared somewhat… crowded due to the addition of Jiang Wanqing.

Mainly because the auras were too crowded.

Hongxiu occupied the soft couch on the left and was peeling grapes for Gu Lan.

Jiang Wanqing sat upright on the chair on the right with her back straight, holding a scroll of ancient texts, seemingly reading, but her peripheral vision was constantly locked onto the grape in Hongxiu's hand.

"Junior Brother, ah—"

Hongxiu delivered the grape to Gu Lan's lips, her charming eyes full of seduction.

"These grapes are so sweet."

Gu Lan just wanted to open his mouth.

"Ahem!"

Jiang Wanqing suddenly gave a heavy cough and put down the book in her hand.

"Junior Brother, those who Cultivate should keep their hearts pure and desires few."

"It is best to touch such desires of the mouth and belly as little as possible."

As she spoke, she fished out an exquisite jade bottle from her storage ring and poured out a Medicinal Pill exuding a faint fragrance.

"This is the 'Cleansing Heart Pill' I refined myself. Not only can it ward off hunger, but it can also stabilize the Dao Heart."

"Come, eat it."

Holding the Medicinal Pill between two fingers, she also delivered it to Gu Lan's lips.

On the left were watery grapes, and on the right was a cold Medicinal Pill.

Looking at these two great grandmothers, Gu Lan wanted to cry without tears.

This wasn't eating food; this was clearly choosing a side!

"Um… can I eat both?"

Gu Lan asked tentatively.

"No!" the two women said in unison.

Finally, amidst Lüluo's envious gaze, Gu Lan could only tearfully swallow the grapes first, and then choke down the Medicinal Pill, almost choking to death.

"That's right, Junior Brother."

Jiang Wanqing looked at the pinkish and ambiguous decorations inside the flying boat, her brows slightly furrowing.

"This flying boat… is really too improper."

"Next time you go out, you should still ride my hanshuang sword."

"This is called romance! What do you know?"

Hongxiu immediately retorted, "Being cold as ice all day like you, what man would like that?"

"Whether they like it or not is not for you to decide."

Jiang Wanqing gave her an indifferent glance, then turned to look at Gu Lan, her eyes actually carrying a hint of… anticipation?

"Junior Brother, what do you say?"

Gu Lan: "…"

Why are you asking me?!

"Um… we've arrived! We've arrived!"

As if seeing a savior, Gu Lan pointed at the valley that suddenly appeared below and shouted.

Among the mountains below, there was a huge valley.

Above the valley, clouds and mist swirled, and a massive spatial crack could faintly be seen, emitting sharp Sword Qi.

On the flat ground on the outer perimeter of the valley, thousands of Cultivators had already densely gathered.

Not only were there Disciples of various Righteous Path Sects wearing Daoist robes, but there were also quite a few Demonic Path individuals wrapped in black clothes with chilling auras.

"Phew… we've finally arrived."

Gu Lan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

This journey was even more exhausting than fighting.

He stood up and looked at this luxurious "harem expedition team" by his side.

The enchanting Hongxiu, the cold Jiang Wanqing, the cool Lanyu, and the cute Lüluo.

With this lineup, bringing them out truly gave Face.

But this also meant…

The upcoming Shura field would probably be even more tragic.

"Disembark!"

Gu Lan waved his hand grandly and jumped down first.

"Remember our slogan: Be low-key in being a person, be high-key in seizing treasures! If anyone dares to snatch them…"

"Then have Senior Sister slice them up!" Lüluo chimed in excitedly.

Hearing this, Jiang Wanqing's lips curled up slightly, and her hand pressed onto the sword hilt.

"Just what I wanted."