Chapter 337: One Year

Spring went and autumn came; a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Winter had arrived.

A heavy snow fell near the Wosheng Mountain Range. There were many people in the twelve peaks of the Tianyuan Sect who loved snow, so the sect did not activate the mountain-protecting formation, and the entire mountain top was piled with snow.

The sect instantly became a world of snow; thousands of palaces had white heads, and icicles hung under the eaves, colorful and beautiful.

On Ku Liu Peak, Nan Xian, Liuli, and Su Kun were working hard to sweep the snow. The key was that they were ordered by their master not to use spiritual power, relying purely on brute force. Such a large mountain was quite tiring.

"I don't know which secret realm the Second Junior Uncle ran off to. When will he break through to the Yuan Dan Realm? If he were here, he would always secretly help us work."

Su Kun straightened his waist and wiped his forehead.

Liuli pouted and said: "Forget it, Second Junior Uncle would also trick us. Snowy days are so fun; I suspect he would flatten the snow we just swept again!"

After saying this, she laughed out loud.

Nan Xian pushed the shovel hard to pile the snow to the side and laughed: "Pray for Second Junior Uncle to break through quickly. By then, our Ku Liu Peak will have one Nascent Soul and three Yuan Dan; just thinking about it is scary!"

Liuli said: "Ha, Junior Uncle alone is enough. It's been a year, and those people still come to ask to see Junior Uncle for no reason, knowing full well that Junior Uncle won't see them!"

Nan Xian shook her head and said: "They, they have ulterior motives. First, if Junior Uncle sees them, they can brag everywhere and borrow his influence. Second, they also want Junior Uncle to teach them his cultivation insights!"

"Exactly! Just like that Xiao Heizi Chen Pingyang from Qianshou Peak, who came arrogantly last month to spar with Junior Uncle, only to be unable to take a single move and fall flat on his face, yet he still told everyone he fought Junior Uncle to a draw. He's really thick-skinned!" Su Kun also said indignantly.

Liuli said: "There's another type—those girls who want to be Junior Uncle's Dao companion. They really don't know shame!"

As she spoke, she tilted her head: "It would be great if Junior Uncle wanted me to be his Dao companion. Haha, I'm just kidding!"

Nan Xian balled up a handful of snow and hit Liuli on the neck: "Little girl, if Master knows you have such strange thoughts that don't know your place, watch out for being expelled from the sect!"

"Fine, Senior Sister, you're bullying me!" Liuli angrily grabbed a handful of snow and threw it back.

"Hehe..."

The two sisters were making a scene.

"You're not young anymore, yet still so childish!" Su Kun shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, two snowballs hit his head.

Su Kun froze, threw down the snow shovel, and went to grab snow: "I'm angry, accept the king's wrath!"

Just then, a respectful voice came from the peak below: "Please trouble the three of you to give the winter tribute from the outer sect to Senior Brother Heng!"

The three senior sister and junior brother stopped playing and looked down, only to see a man with a worldly face holding a storage bag.

Nan Xian stopped playing, put on the dignity of an inner sect disciple, stepped forward to take the storage bag, and said: "Xing Guang, you have a heart. Junior Uncle says you're not bad!"

Xing Guang was flattered: "I, I will definitely not fail Senior Brother Heng's cultivation!"

In fact, this year, with the care of Elder Sun from the outer sect, plus Heng Xian's rising reputation, he had also risen with the tide. In the outer sect, everyone knew he followed Senior Brother Heng; who wouldn't be polite and bow and scrape when they saw him?

"Go!" Nan Xian waved her hand.

Xing Guang walked down, glowing with health.

At this moment, another figure flashed in from the mountain stream in the west against the wind and snow, landing in front of the Ku Liu Palace gate, shouting angrily: "Call that heartless Heng Xian out to see me!"

It was Tong Quezi from Xiaosong Peak, dressed in white, standing in the snow, making her look even more solemn and beautiful, but her nose was slightly large, giving people a fierce feeling.

The three senior sister and junior brother looked at each other, feeling their scalps tingle: "Why is this woman here again!"

"What should we do? Ever since Grandmaster called off the verbal engagement between Junior Uncle and her, she has been coming to make trouble every three days!" Liuli gritted her teeth.

Nan Xian snorted: "Even if she is an expert in the top thirty of the Earth Ranking, even if her cultivation is profound, how can she be worthy of our Junior Uncle, a peerless figure? Close the door!"

The three senior sister and junior brother made a move to close the gate.

However, today Tong Quezi was the opposite of usual; she didn't just shout, she even slapped the gate.

Nan Xian and the others were only at the Condensing Qi cultivation level; how could they resist her magic power? Caught off guard, they flew out along with the gate.

"Ah..."

Liuli couldn't help but scream.

Just as the three were about to fall to the ground, they felt a lightness behind them, as if they were supported by something soft. Looking back, they saw Junior Uncle in white like snow, walking over step by step. What supported the three was naturally the wind force released by Junior Uncle.

"Junior Uncle!" The three stood firm, looking at the broken vermilion wooden gate beside them, feeling aggrieved.

Heng Xian smiled, indicating it was fine, and walked towards Tong Quezi outside the gate.

Tong Quezi, who was still angry, suddenly quieted down, even feeling a bit cramped, pretending to be calm: "You heartless man!"

Heng Xian rubbed his brow. Master Nangong Liliuo was unreliable; he didn't know how she rejected Tong Quezi, so why did she keep coming to the door? He coughed lightly and said: "It's like this..."

"I don't care!" Tong Quezi interrupted cleanly: "You marry me!"

"Pfft—"

Nan Xian, Liuli, and the others laughed out loud, held it back, and quietly hid in the corner, pricking up their ears to eavesdrop.

Heng Xian had a headache and said: "Senior Sister Tong, I am still young, focused on seeking immortality and asking about the Dao; I don't want to think about these things."

Tong Quezi twisted her fingers: "I don't care, you promised me!"

"I didn't, okay!" Heng Xian spread his hands, "I only said I would consider it. Now I have considered it maturely, and we are really not suitable. It's like I am the sword and you are the scabbard; how could I possibly insert myself in?"

"If you don't insert it, how do you know it won't work?" Tong Quezi said very seriously.

The style was a bit wrong.

Heng Xian thought for a moment, widened his eyes: "Actually, I like men. Men, do you understand? The habit of a broken sleeve!"

Tong Quezi frowned: "Nonsense, I don't believe it. Have some integrity!"

"Fine!" Heng Xian said extremely seriously: "Actually, I have a wife!"

"Who?" Tong Quezi widened her eyes.

Heng Xian told the truth: "Ji Yaoyue of the Da Luo Holy Sect!"

"Ah?" Nan Xian and the others hiding behind the door were shocked.

Princess Ji Yaoyue of the Da Luo Holy Sect was as famous as Lin Shuyu of the Tianyuan Sect, not only beautiful but also highly talented.

Tong Quezi was also stunned, retreating repeatedly: "I, I don't believe it. She is a princess of one of the two great dynasties in the Eastern Region, and she is so talented. You were just an obscure little boy a few years ago; how could she be your... wife? I will go ask her, you wait!"

As she spoke, her figure flashed and disappeared into the snowflakes outside the cliff.

Heng Xian hesitated, not knowing if it was right or wrong to drag Ji Yaoyue into this, but if he didn't tell the truth, Senior Sister Tong Quezi would probably be endless!

Having stood for a while, his body was already covered in snow. He patted his body, turned back, and said faintly: "Don't hide, come out!"

"Hehe..."

Nan Xian and the others walked out cautiously.

Liuli leaned in carefully: "Princess Ji Yaoyue, is she really Junior Uncle's wife?"

Heng Xian smiled: "How is it?"

Liuli thought for a moment: "She's barely worthy of Junior Uncle!"

"You're quite picky on behalf of your Junior Uncle!"

At this time, Ye Batian, dressed appropriately, with a topknot and phoenix hairpin, elegant and graceful, walked over.

Liuli and Nan Xian and the others shrank their heads and ran out to continue sweeping the snow.

Ye Batian looked at Heng Xian and smiled: "Master drank too much and fell asleep again. She has been particularly sleepy this year. Does Junior Brother want to go see her?"

Heng Xian said: "No, if I go, she will definitely ask me for money again, and then she won't come back without playing at Tian Buguan for seven days and seven nights!"

Ye Batian chuckled and looked outside: "I just saw Senior Sister Tong come again. Did you tell Senior Sister what happened between you and her?"

As she spoke, she lowered her voice: "I heard you peeked at her bathing, is that true?"

Heng Xian rubbed his nose: "When did Senior Sister become so gossipy? Aren't you going to see your Brother Xu?"

Ye Batian's face turned red: "What Brother Xu, you only know how to talk nonsense. I was clearly going to Qishui Lake to comprehend the Dao; everyone was there."

As soon as she finished speaking, nine heavy bell tolls suddenly came from afar.

The senior sister and junior brother were both stunned.

"Direction of Qianshou Peak! What happened?" Ye Batian frowned.

Just then, a figure shuttled through the snowflakes and flew over, cupping his hands: "The Sect Master has an order: Tianyuan Winter Sacrifice, summon Earth Ranking top Heng Xian and Earth Ranking disciples to go, starting at the end of the Chen hour, set off immediately!"

(End of chapter)