"I am deeply indebted to you, my Senior Sisters! Once we've avenged my mother, one of you shall assume the Sect Master's role. I, Wan, have no intention of contesting for that position!" Wan's voice echoed with a fierce determination, her words reverberating in the silence that had fallen over them. Her declaration was resolute, her intention clear: the mission of avenging her mother stood above everything else for her.
Upon hearing Wan's declaration, Ziyan's face reflected a complex array of emotions. Her attractive visage seemed to wrestle with a mixture of surprise, admiration, and perhaps even a hint of uncertainty. It was clear that Wan's words had stirred something within her, prompting her to reassess her perceptions of the younger woman.
She opened her mouth as if to respond, her lips parting slightly as she grappled with her thoughts. But in the end, she chose silence over words. Her gaze remained locked on Wan, her eyes reflecting a silent acknowledgment of Wan's dedication. This moment of silence marked a tacit acceptance of Wan's decision, an understanding that words failed to express.
Meanwhile, a sense of intrigue had been piqued in Han Cai. Having overheard their conversation, he was captivated by the tale of the Verdant Spirit Fairy that had spread among the lower realm cultivators. Stories of her celestial beauty had reached his ears, painting a picture of a woman of unparalleled charm and grace in the Emerald Wind Grassland.
He had heard tales about her beauty, how it was said to be akin to the enchanting allure of stars in the night sky. The legend of the Verdant Spirit Fairy had often been whispered among the cultivators, their words painting a picture of a woman whose beauty rivalled that of celestial beings. He couldn't help but wonder if the woman he was observing was indeed the fabled Verdant Spirit Fairy.
With a trace of surprise etched onto his face, Han Cai watched the woman draped in emerald from afar. His eyes, filled with curiosity and intrigue, observed her closely. The mystery surrounding the Verdant Spirit Fairy and her supposed celestial beauty had sparked a newfound interest in him, prompting him to delve deeper into the rumors he had heard. If one was Katy Perry, the other should be Taylor Swift.
At that moment, the trio concluded their discussion, marking the end of their strategic planning. With an air of divine grace, the woman in emerald robes ascended back towards the Azure Treasure Ship. Her movement was as fluid as a river's current, her ascent a harmonious union of elegance and power. As she took her leave, she seemed to carry with her an aura of resolute determination, a symbol of her resolve to seek revenge.
In the aftermath of her departure, Xiaolian and Ziyan sprung into action. Their expressions grave, they immediately set about initiating their carefully devised plan. A sense of urgency emanated from them, and the gravity of their task was mirrored in the solemnity of their demeanor. This was a mission that brooked no delay, and they were determined to see it through.
Their plan in motion, the mountaintop became a flurry of activity. Over a dozen radiant streaks soared into the sky, heading northwards. These were the cultivators, setting off on their mission under the guidance of Xiaolian and Ziyan. As the radiant streaks zipped through the air, the seriousness of their mission became all the more tangible.
Han Cai and Yongnian found themselves in the rear center of the formation, flying silently through the night. Amidst the flurry of activity, they maintained their quiet demeanor, focused on their upcoming task. Their silence, however, was not indicative of a lack of interest or engagement, but rather, a reflection of their contemplative nature.
Their quiet journey, however, was interrupted by Zhong, another cultivator, who chose to fly beside Han Cai. For reasons unknown to them, he seemed keen on engaging Han Cai in an animated conversation. His words, although seemingly out of place amidst their silent flight, were filled with curiosity and interest.
"What made Fellow Daoist Han decide to assist Xiaolian?" Zhong started, his voice cutting through the silence. "As for me, I had little choice but to help as one of my wives was her direct disciple. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Han also..."
In response to Zhong's inquiry, Han Cai merely offered an indifferent reply. "I am not as fortunate with women as Fellow Daoist Zhong. Xiaolian simply assured me of a reward worthy of my time!" His words carried a sense of detachment, perhaps even a hint of amusement at Zhong's assumption.
Zhong's response, however, came as a surprise. "What a pity! Brother, the highlight of the Eternal Grace Sect is, of course, their enchanting female disciples, especially those personally mentored by Xiaolian and Ziyan. They are simply..." His words trailed off, leaving the rest to Han Cai's imagination.
This man, with his unabashed pursuit of carnal pleasure, intrigued Han Cai. To him, Zhong appeared as a figure dedicated Man of Culture, a trait that deserved some degree of respect. Despite his apparent frivolity, Zhong displayed a kind of honesty that Han Cai found admirable.
Consequently, Han Cai found himself occasionally responding to Zhong's comments. His words, though brief, served to entertain Zhong's thoughts. All the while, they followed the Eternal Grace Sect's lead, flying towards an undisclosed location.
Ultimately, their journey led them to a barren hill, an area seemingly devoid of life. Here, some junior disciples of the Eternal Grace Sect had been stationed. Their task was to keep a vigil over a rogue's lair situated on an obscure hill nearby. They were the watchers, their eyes and ears on the ground, providing crucial information to their seniors.
The Verdant Spirit Fairy, having descended from the Azure Treasure Ship, confirmed the situation on the ground. No one had exited the rogue's lair, a fact that served to reassure the group. With this information, she instructed Han Cai and the rest to pause momentarily. Their plan was to launch a surprise attack the next morning, catching their enemy off guard.
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