Chapter 117: Tacit Understanding

 The visitor stopped when he was still some distance away from He Qing and called out softly, "Master." It was a clear voice that was strange yet a little familiar.

  He Qing looked back dazedly, frowning in confusion: "You again?" It was the mountain sect disciple he had met once before. He Qing couldn't help but mutter, "Could it be such a coincidence that you are one of the disciples transferred to the North Peak to help?"

  The disciple lowered his eyes and replied respectfully, "That's right."

  He Qing closed his eyes and nodded: "What's your name?"

  "My disciple's name is Xun Yao."

  "Xun Yao..." He Qing murmured these two words, not knowing what she was thinking of, and suddenly she chuckled. She slowly opened her eyes, looked at Xun Yao, who had his hands clasped in front of him, and waved: "Come closer."

  "Yes." Xun Yao still kept his head down and walked forward to He Qing.

  But before he could stand still, He Qing seemed to lose his balance and fell towards Xun Yao. Xun Yao caught him and barely hung on him.

  He Qing hooked his hands around Xun Yao's neck and said in an ambiguous tone: "How dare you come here? Haven't you heard about me?"

  Xun Yao held He Qing's waist, but did not look at her. He just asked in a gentle voice, "What do you mean, Master?"

  Xun Yao had a face so ordinary that he could not be found in a crowd. His long hair was tied into a bun at the back of his head. A few strands of hair hung beside his cheeks, fluttering slightly with He Qing's breathing.

  "Huh..." He Qing blew lightly towards Xun Yao's ear and smiled with his head tilted: "The whole Lingshan knows that the leader of the Yaoguang Sect likes young male disciples the most. You approached me at this time, aren't you hoping to win my favor so that I can accept you as my disciple?"

  After hearing this, Xun Yao finally raised his eyes and looked at He Qing. His brown eyes, which were darker than those of ordinary people, were calm and he was not frightened by He Qing's words at all.

  Xun Yao asked, "How many male disciples has the master favored?"

  He Qing smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, her expression more charming than ever before. She said vaguely: "There must be one or two, right? But there are only one or two male disciples in Yaoguang Sect. Do you want to be the third one?"

  Xun Yao was silent for a moment, then he lifted up He Qing who was gradually sliding down. His chest rose and fell barely perceptibly, and he said, "Master, you are drunk. I will take you back to your room."

  "Oh?" He Qing stretched out his slender left hand and gently stroked Xun Yao's chin: "Are you really going to send me back to my room? But even if I favor you, I will not accept you as my disciple."

  "…"

  Xun Yao's facial muscles visibly tightened, and then he let out a sigh. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a subtle magical fluctuation coming from not far away. Then, Gu Changnian flew into the yard on his sword.

  "Master?" Seeing the two people hugging each other under the corridor, Gu Changnian's face changed drastically, and he immediately walked over and pulled He Qing away from Xun Yao.

  But when he saw the blush on He Qing's cheeks and the tipsy look between his eyebrows and eyes, Gu Changnian instantly realized what had happened. He held He Qing's arm stiffly and frowned, saying, "Master, have you been drinking?"

  "A little bit." He Qing pushed Gu Changnian's hand away and turned away: "Go and have a rest."

  Seeing He Qing staggering, Gu Changnian couldn't rest assured, so he quickly chased after him and held He Qing back: "Disciple will take you back."

  "Tsk." He Qing made an impatient sound and pushed him away again: "I can do it myself."

  Gu Changnian was about to say something but stopped himself, wanting to chase him again, but he saw He Qing used magic to make himself disappear on the spot, and it looked like he was really not in any danger, so he had to give up.

  Looking back, he saw that the mountain gate disciple Xun Yao had not left yet, so he said awkwardly, "My junior brother, my master lost his composure after drinking. I'm sorry."  

  Xun Yao said gently: "Brother Gu, please rest assured. I won't take it to heart."

  Gu Changnian bowed and said, "Thank you very much. It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

  "yes."

  Xun Yao left the corridor as Gu Changnian watched him go. When he passed the yard, the blue cow in the cowshed in the corner let out a loud moo. Xun Yao glanced at it sideways, gently placed his right index finger on his lips, and the blue cow then quieted down.

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  Thanks to the drinking party of the Yuntian Group, He Qing had the best sleep since he started traveling through the book after drinking. He didn't have any dreams and didn't wake up suddenly, and he slept until dawn.

  Although they were stained with some worldly smell, it was not a big problem. When they arrived at the martial arts arena, Guanyue and Yuntian had already arrived. Based on the conditions of the three people including Heqing, the other leaders of Lingshan probably guessed that they had broken the rules, and they looked at them with some blame.

  Although whether or not to observe the precepts is entirely up to personal will, it was still during a conference and it was a bit unreliable for the three leaders to drink openly.

  Guanyue was naturally ashamed, and took the initiative to say that he would concentrate on purification and wash away this vulgarity after returning. But Heqing and Yuntian were different. One did not belong to Lingshan, so he stood far enough away, and the other was thick-skinned enough to withstand any condemning looks and swallow his anger.

  The second day of the Immortal Gate Conference was noticeably more solemn and murderous than the lukewarm first half of yesterday. The disciples on the field no longer exchanged blows with each other, but were more focused on strategies and tactics, and their attacks on each other were slightly more severe. There were even several times when Xuan Qingzi had to remind them before the fights would end.

  Compared to the worries of the other four peaks' leaders, He Qing was very open-minded. They were all human beings, and all humans had bad natures. When they got something they wanted, they would follow their own selfish desires. It was human nature.

  At noon, during a break, Xuan Qingzi called everyone to a halt and once again emphasized the rule of stopping in time. Lingshan, as the organizer of the Immortal Sect Conference, did not want anyone to suffer irreversible harm in the conference, nor did it want to see any immortal sects become enemies because of it.

  All the immortal sects responded, but in the second half, the situation remained the same.

  He Qing watched for a while, found it boring, and found an excuse to leave the martial arts arena and return to Beifeng.

  If Yue Qingru wasn't at Beifeng, he would probably go to find Yunchu and Chen Yue again.

  These three idiots are still thinking about soaring to the top and running for the election on the last day.

  The people from Guanghan Sect were still on the martial arts stage. The North Peak, which had been noisy for many days, suddenly returned to its former quietness and was soothing.

  There were two disciples sweeping the front yard and the main hall. He Qing went around to the backyard and saw another disciple at the cowshed from a distance.

  The disciple had his back to He Qing, so he couldn't see clearly what he was doing. From this angle, he could only barely see that Qing Niu was very close to him.

  He Qing looked at it silently for a long time and then returned to his room quietly.

  Meanwhile, Xun Yao in the cowshed was rubbing the bulging cheeks of the blue bull. Although he did not look back, he seemed to have sensed something. After He Qing left, a slight curve appeared on the corner of his lips.

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