Chapter 176: Xiao Tian, Her Name?
At the same time, on the streets of the Xuan Xing Sect marketplace.
A silver mirror displayed on a roadside stall reflected a young girl with skin and hair as white and crystal clear as snow.
Feng Yu Die turned her face from side to side in front of the mirror, then adjusted a jade hairpin she had just tied in her hair. She then turned to Xiao Yunluo beside her, blinked, and deliberately used a respectful title to ask:
“Young Master Xiao, do I look good with this hairpin?”
Xiao Yunluo’s expression was odd: “It looks good, it looks good…”
“Then I’m buying it! If Senior Sister Xiao thinks it’s good, Junior Sister Pei will definitely think so too.” Feng Yu Die quickly interrupted, smiling at the stall owner. “Boss, is this a pair of hairpins? Make it cheaper.”
The stall owner was initially quite pleased to see two beautiful female disciples from the Xuan Xing Sect. Female cultivators rarely haggled over jewelry, and the prettier they were, the more decisively they bought things, grabbing whatever they liked.
However, upon hearing Feng Yu Die’s address of “Young Master Xiao,” he instantly flinched. He sized her up and quickly stood up: “Miss has good taste. These are a matching pair of hairpins, symbolizing yin and yang…”
“Alright, alright, boss, just give me a price.”
“Um, how about one thousand spirit stones? These usually sell for three thousand.”
“Hmm…” Feng Yu Die’s eyes darted, and she looked at Xiao Yunluo again, subtly hinting with her eyes that the price was too high. “Young Master Xiao, is this price reasonable?”
Xiao Yunluo’s eye corners twitched slightly, but she sighed and still chimed in: “Well, it’s a bit expensive…”
Hearing the Young Master of the Xuan Xing Sect speak, the owner’s face instantly turned pale, and he quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“Then how about this, at wholesale price…”
A short while later, the stall owner tearfully cupped his hands and watched Feng Yu Die and Xiao Yunluo walk away cheerfully, thinking he had lost a month’s income in one day.
Feng Yu Die, on the other hand, was overjoyed. She had spent five hundred spirit stones to buy a pair of hairpins that could sell for two to three thousand on the market. She immediately turned to Xiao Yunluo and said:
“Senior Sister Xiao, do you want anything? I’ll buy it for you.”
Xiao Yunluo rolled her eyes at her and shook her head:
“No, I don’t lack these things.”
“Then I’ll treat you to roasted chicken later, hehe.”
Xiao Yunluo sighed faintly: “…Ai—”
She and Feng Yu Die had only been back for less than half a day.
They hadn’t even reported to Elder Qin yet, and this fool had dragged her to the marketplace to buy things. At first, she thought it would be nice for senior and junior sisters to go shopping together.
But this fool actually treated her like a “human discount coupon.”
She, a dignified Young Master of the Xuan Xing Sect, was being used as a discount coupon for shopping?!
Never mind. She wouldn’t argue with a fool. It was nice to go out and clear her head. She wondered if Ye Anping and the others had returned to the Xuan Xing Sect.
Xiao Yunluo gazed at the sky in wistful thought for a moment, then glanced at the large bags Feng Yu Die was carrying.
Come to think of it, she had been a bit surprised just now. Based on her understanding of this fool, her habits were like those of a boorish man. When they were at the Chi Long Mansion, she either gambled with dice in the gambling houses or ate roasted chicken in the taverns.
Only when she occasionally got up to tend to her appearance did Xiao Yunluo see a unique feminine elegance in her.
However, in the cosmetic shop in the marketplace just now, Feng Yu Die had been able to distinguish the quality of rouge just by smelling and looking. She had even spoken eloquently about whether the rouge was finely ground or made from spirit jade.
Most male cultivators, in their eyes, saw rouge as just rouge.
But to female cultivators, rouge was divided into over ten types, such as “fatty rouge,” “powdery rouge,” and “creamy rouge.” This fool knew more about it than she did.
Even Feng Yu Die’s taste in choosing clothes, she had to admit, was quite high.
“Fool, you actually know these things?”
“Huh?” Feng Yu Die looked over blankly, blinked, and tilted her head, “What?”
“…Never mind, it’s nothing. Pretend I didn’t ask.”
“Oh…”
?
Feng Yu Die was full of confusion. Xiao Tian, perched on her shoulder, also shook its head, feeling helpless yet gratified.
It had read in the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao that Grand Void True Person had once been heartbroken by a man. By the time she found Feather Butterfly, her lifespan was nearing its end.
Perhaps fearing that Feather Butterfly would be deceived by men after she was gone, and suffer the same fate, she had taught Feather Butterfly to stay away from men from a young age, almost raising her like a boy.
If it hadn’t been for its occasional lectures to Feather Butterfly on feminine “elegance,” Feather Butterfly might not have worn a skirt or a hairpin when she left the mountain back then.
The only problem was that the “elegance” she imparted to Feng Yu Die was completely different from the elegance Xiao Yunluo read about at night.
Xiao Tian narrowed its eyes and looked at Xiao Yunluo, who appeared pure and innocent: “I can’t believe you actually read those kinds of books at night, girl…”
Recalling a scene it had accidentally glimpsed through a wall into Xiao Yunluo’s room a few days ago, it instantly flushed red.
… …
Suddenly, a man and a woman brushed past Feng Yu Die and the others.
It was the autumn harvest season at Xuan Xing Sect, and the marketplace streets were bustling with people. Feng Yu Die and Xiao Yunluo didn’t notice, but Xiao Tian felt that one of the two people they passed was very familiar, and the aura of the other was quite unusual.
It couldn’t quite articulate what was unusual, only that both of them felt strange.
Xiao Tian hesitated for a moment, then immediately turned its head to look at the two.
The man was not tall, and the woman was even shorter, reaching only to the man’s chest. She wore a delicate fox mask on her side.
Just then, the man spoke to the woman, turning his face.
Seeing the profile, Xiao Tian exclaimed:
“Young Masters Ye?!”
“Huh? Young Master Ye?”
“Where?!”
As if someone had said “look to the left,” the three of them reacted. Xiao Tian was the vanguard.
Xiao Tian stared at Ye Anping for a while, its brow furrowed. It felt that Ye Anping’s presence was elusive, as if if it shifted its attention for even a moment, it wouldn’t be able to find him in the crowd anymore.
And the woman beside Ye Anping was even stranger. The entire person seemed to be shrouded in mist from its perspective; no matter how hard it tried, it couldn’t see the woman’s face clearly.
Using an illusion technique?
Heh, how could a mere illusion technique fool its discerning eyes as the spirit of the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao?
“Heh…” Xiao Tian let out a dismissive cold laugh, raised its right hand into a sword finger, and then touched Feng Yu Die’s face with its left hand. “Over there!”
After having its face touched, Feng Yu Die turned her head and only then saw Ye Anping’s back:
“Huh? What’s going on? I didn’t see him just now.”
Only Xiao Yunluo was still bewildered, turning her head left and right. Finally, following Feng Yu Die’s gaze, she squinted for a while before spotting Ye Anping.
However, she immediately looked at the woman now walking beside Ye Anping and frowned – she didn’t look like Junior Sister Pei. She was so short, her hair was so long, but her chest seemed quite… well-endowed.
Xiao Yunluo couldn’t help but mutter:
“Hmm? Who is that young girl next to Ye Anping?”
“Uh… yes.”
Before Feng Yu Die could reply, Xiao Yunluo immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled her along:
“Let’s follow them, and be quiet about it.”
“Hey?!”
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