Chapter 48: The Tea Ceremony Meeting
Bai Zhanying opened her eyes, looked at the nearby Luo Xue, and was stunned for a moment.
Luo Xue realized that she had overstepped her bounds and quickly withdrew her hand, sitting back down properly.
Having always interacted with younger sisters, either Xiao Yao or A’Ling, she had become accustomed to head pats…
After regaining her composure, a rare blush appeared on Bai Zhanying’s face, and she averted her gaze slightly.
“Actually… it’s fine, Xiao Xue.”
“Then can I pat your head again?”
Luo Xue reached out her hand.
Bai Zhanying immediately stood up.
“No need.”
“Cough, just kidding…”
Luo Xue said awkwardly, then looked at the storage ring on the table.
It seemed to be the ring Senior Sister always wore…
“Are there only resources for cultivating the Heaven Stealing Sun Shifting Art inside?”
As Luo Xue spoke, she picked up the storage ring and extended her spiritual sense into it.
Storage rings were standard equipment in the cultivation world. Anyone who reached the Innate Realm and could introspect their soul could use them.
However, storage rings were generally expensive, and ordinary rogue cultivators couldn’t afford them, at most using storage pouches inscribed with spatial runes.
Storage pouches were much cheaper, but their storage space was also much smaller.
However, when Luo Xue immersed her consciousness into the storage ring, she couldn’t help but twitch her lips.
The ring wasn’t big, about ten cubic meters.
Inside was a large cabinet with many drawers, presumably for storing cultivation resources.
But besides the cabinet, there was also a rack.
And on it… hung clothes.
Lots of clothes.
They were all beautiful little dresses that young girls would like, quite girly.
Luo Xue’s hand trembled, and she almost dropped the storage ring.
…Could this really be Senior Sister’s storage ring?
Luo Xue looked at Bai Zhanying as if she had seen a ghost.
In her memory, Senior Sister always wore a simple, plain white dress and almost never changed it.
Even Luo Xue, who was closest to her, had never seen her wear any other style of dress, let alone other people.
But if these were prepared for Luo Xue…
These little dresses were clearly meant for someone over 1.7 meters tall.
“Wait!” Bai Zhanying seemed to finally react and quickly took the storage ring from Luo Xue’s hand. “You haven’t reached the Innate Realm yet, have you? I’ll take them out for you.”
With that, Bai Zhanying took out the cabinet and placed it in the room.
“As for the storage ring, come and get it from me after you reach the Innate Realm.”
“Oh, and this originally belonged to Master, not me.”
Bai Zhanying was now rambling, not even knowing what she was explaining, her face gradually turning red.
Luo Xue stood there, her expression strange.
She quickly lowered her head, hiding her amusement.
“Thank you, Senior Sister.”
“These are all Master’s things. She can give them to you if she wants.” Bai Zhanying said.
“But still, thank you very much.”
Luo Xue said softly, looking up at Bai Zhanying, who had regained her composure.
Bai Zhanying looked away.
…Why did Senior Sister suddenly seem so cute?
But…
Luo Xue sat down, resting her chin on her hand, and looked sideways at the cabinet filled with cultivation resources.
“Actually, Senior Sister, I don’t understand… why are you all so good to me?”
Hearing this, Bai Zhanying’s expression froze, and a hint of imperceptible bitterness flashed through her eyes.
“Good… to you?”
If Xiao Xue knew that the most carefree time of her life was almost over, would she still think this was preferential treatment?
“We met by fate, so let’s just say it’s preferential treatment.” Bai Zhanying took a few steps closer, reached out, and rubbed Luo Xue’s white hair. “That’s how I picked you up that year. You were so small, not even the length of an arm, but in the blink of an eye, you’ve become a big girl.”
In terms of age, Bai Zhanying was old enough to be Luo Xue’s great-grandmother.
However, after years of living together, they were more like older and younger sisters.
“I don’t even remember…”
Luo Xue said guiltily.
She couldn’t even tell if the Luo Xue of these past twelve years was her or someone else.
That was why she had asked this question.
But was Senior Sister taking revenge for her head pat earlier? Why wouldn’t she stop…
Bai Zhanying sighed, but her hand didn’t stop moving. Luo Xue felt like a large chunk of her hair had already been ruffled.
Fortunately, the sect’s long-distance communication arrived at that moment.
Fluctuations of the communication technique formed around them, and a phantom of a figure in a long robe appeared.
It was the current Sect Master of the Peerless Summit Sect, Zou Junxin.
“Zhanying, come quickly to the Tea Ceremony Pavilion on Dawn Light Peak for a meeting… What are you two doing?” Zou Junxin looked at the scene before him with confusion.
“Cough, nothing.” Bai Zhanying quickly withdrew her hand. “Sect Master, what is so urgent?”
Zou Junxin immediately straightened up and said in a deep voice,
“Zhanying, what we feared… has happened.”
Seemingly mindful of Luo Xue’s presence, Zou Junxin didn’t elaborate.
Bai Zhanying’s pupils constricted, and her expression turned serious.
“Is that so?”
“You can see for yourself first. I’ve already summoned the other Peak Masters. We’ll discuss it later.”
As his voice fell, the communication technique dissipated.
Then, a dark red sword dart appeared out of thin air and clattered to the ground.
Bai Zhanying picked it up, and the sword dart instantly transformed into a blood-red envelope, emanating a sinister aura, shocking to the eye.
“What is this?”
Luo Xue curiously leaned closer.
Bai Zhanying immediately put it away, looking at Luo Xue with a serious expression.
“You can’t see this.”
“Okay.”
Luo Xue obediently sat back down.
She still had to listen to Senior Sister.
Bai Zhanying picked up the letter again, glanced at it a few times, sighed deeply, and her face was filled with worry.
“Stay home and try to cultivate the Heaven Stealing Sun Shifting Art before the Immortal Ascension Gate. I have to go out.”
Bai Zhanying instructed, then hurriedly left.
Luo Xue watched her receding figure, her brows furrowed, the glimpse she had just caught flashing through her mind.
“A letter that looks very sinister, it’s a pity I couldn’t see the contents… There seemed to be a signature…”
“It seemed to be… the Temple of the Nether Spirit?”
…
Dawn Light Peak of the Peerless Summit Sect, Tea Ceremony Pavilion.
This was a secluded small pavilion, unremarkable from the outside, but it was the place where the highest echelons of the Peerless Summit Sect held secret meetings. It was protected by the highest level of secrecy techniques.
Two Peak Masters, the Grand Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, and Bai Zhanying sat in four seats, Sect Master Zou Junxin facing away from everyone.
The Peak Master of Cold Edge Cliff was a middle-aged man who looked quite steady. The Peak Master of Underworld Water Ravine wore a black robe, obscuring his face. The Grand Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall looked slightly old, sitting with his eyes closed.
Bai Zhanying, who had just arrived, was representing her master, Venerable Falling Flower, Luo Huaxin. It had been this way for years.
“Four… oh, no, three Peak Masters, and Zhanying, when was the last time we gathered like this?”
Zou Junxin turned around and sat facing the four of them.
“Three years ago.” The Grand Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.
“The same matter has brought us together twice in three years. How rare.”
Zou Junxin smiled slightly, his gaze shifting to the somewhat distracted Bai Zhanying.
“What’s wrong, Zhanying?”
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