Gu Qiancheng heard from Second Lady that if you like someone, you want to give them everything, including your heart and lungs, hoping they will accept it.
The little girl didnât know how she got so carried away, she obviously had no connection with Yun Qian...
Or maybe she did.
Itâs because Yun Qian touched her twice, making her utterly sure that this was the feeling of a "mother" she wanted.
Sheâs been patted on the head by people, but no one has ever made her feel that kind of... heart-racing, electrifying sensation, making her want to burrow into Yun Qianâs embrace.
Gu Qiancheng felt that the moment Miss Yun touched her, the Hehuan Bell in her Sea of Consciousness, which usually only had a slight reaction when facing an Immortal Sword... the entire Divine Seal was violently trembling.
The trembling from the soul made Gu Qianchengâs fingers tremble, so to be able to keep the illusion of Miss Yun before her... she truly put all her effort into it.
"Itâs about time." Xu Changâan felt it was time to interrupt Gu Qiancheng, any more and who knows what sheâd take out next.
However, just as he was about to speak, his clothes rustled.
Xu Changâan looked over and saw Liu Qingluo brush against his sleeve, signaling him to speak on the side.
Following her over, Xu Changâan looked at her: "Miss Liu?"
"Sir, please let my sister be happy a little while longer..." Liu Qingluo curtsied respectfully.
Sheâs been taken care of by Gu Qiancheng a lot these days, and this was the least she could do to repay her.
"I donât mind, but about her things..." Xu Changâan hesitated with his words.
"Qingluo doesnât know what those items are worth." Liu Qingluo maintained a safe distance and said, "Will Ms. Yun accept them?"
Xu Changâan shook his head.
Miss Yun wouldnât know their value, and even if she did... sheâd probably not care to even look.
Her treasures are only those humble things heâs made, thatâs all Miss Yun values.
"Since sister wonât take them, Iâll let my younger sister take them back later then." Liu Qingluo looked at Gu Qiancheng, thinking this child had great courage.
When had she ever done something so wholeheartedly for someone?
Truthfully, never.
The only time she gathered her courage with the Daughter Red Wine, he should have forgotten long ago.
Xu Changâan watched Liu Qingluoâs eyes, nodded, and said nothing more.
Liu Qingluo withdrew her gaze from Gu Qiancheng and looked at the distant Cloud Sea, initiating a conversation, "Is this the Immortal Sect, sir, did you feel uncomfortable when you first entered the Immortal Sect?"
"Not really." Xu Changâan could handle reincarnating, naturally, he wouldnât care much about the world of Immortals.
Liu Qingluo said, "Having a broad mind is a good thing."
"And you, Miss? Are you used to it after entering the Immortal Sect?" Xu Changâan politely asked.
"Thereâs nothing Iâm not used to."
These days, she just followed Gu Qiancheng, did nothing, but after thinking, she asked, "What does Open Source mean?"
"Itâs the first Realm in Cultivation."
"I see." Liu Qingluo nodded and didnât continue the topic.
According to Gu Qiancheng, her Cultivation level now is already not weaker than Xu Changâan, who has been practicing ascetically for a long time, this topic is not easy to continue.
In fact, if Xu Changâan had a higher Realm, he would sense that this Miss Liu, who just entered the Immortal Sect, had already settled in the Open Source Realm, with a solid foundation, but he wasnât yet adept at using Spiritual Qi. Even if he sensed a slight Spiritual Power fluctuation from Liu Qingluo, he just thought she had eaten some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures following Gu Qiancheng.
Xu Changâan looked at Liu Qingluo, thinking she had changed a lot.
Almost unrecognizable from the shy, easy-to-blush Wine Lady she used to be.
Indeed.
Most young ladies, entering the Immortal Sect, would be somewhat anxious.
"Miss Liu." Xu Changâan looked at the distant Gu Qiancheng, lowering his voice a bit: "Even though Miss Gu is younger, sheâs quite capable, and being Miss Zhuâs junior, following her is good."
Liu Qingluo didnât turn to look at Xu Changâan, simply responding, "Qingluo knows."
"Mm." Xu Changâan saw she didnât care and didnât continue comforting her.
"Right, you are going down the mountain, Sir?" Liu Qingluo suddenly asked.
"Yes, I have some matters to discuss with Miss Zhu."
"Then would you do me a favor and tell my sister that Iâm fine here and she neednât worry?" Liu Qingluo casually requested, like sharing family news.
"Sure."
Xu Changâan and Liu Qingluo had little to say, so after ending the conversation, he approached Yun Qian.
Only Liu Qingluo watched his back, the ruby pendant dangling from her ear like a heartbeat.
Sheâs a content person.
Just a word of comfort is already enough, even overflowing.
"Cultivation is truly a blessing." She lowered her head, her ears tinged with red.
She thought of that master just now and felt... prayer to the Gods was indeed effective.
Thanks to the Gods for their protection.
Lifting her head, she watched the young manâs back.
Thank you, my God.
Liu Qingluo, all uneasiness, anxiety, and fear she felt after entering the Immortal Sect, vanished into the wind with that short sentence.
The young master said that following Gu Qiancheng would be a good thing, and so it would certainly be a good thing.
Just a comforting sentence was more significant than knowing all the benefits of cultivation these days.
There are many things that cannot be expressed directly.
For instance, she wanted to tell him she was doing well and not to worry.
But she couldnât, and didnât have the position to say it, hence only through Ms. Zhuâs face.
Hopefully, Ms. Zhu wonât mind.
"..."
Liu Qingluo was in a great mood, but Xu Changâan felt rather complicated because...
"Ms. Yun, do you think these Spirit Stones are pretty?" Gu Qiancheng smiled, holding a bag of gleaming stones in her hands.
These were mid-grade Spirit Stones, a whole bag.
"Sister, these things arenât important to me, I can gather them in a few days, wonât you please take them?" Gu Qiancheng placed her ring down beside the "Treasure Mountain."
She wasnât bringing out things for Yun Qian, just purely... showcasing them to hope sheâd understand the value of these items, and thus understand her value.
The ring...
Yun Qian looked at the ring, then glanced at Xu Changâan, who was behind her with a forehead full of lines.
She didnât care whether to accept these things, sheâd listen to her husband.
But the ring...
Miss Yun herself didnât want it.
Seeing Yun Qianâs face slightly cool, Gu Qiancheng trembled inside; she immediately stood up, untied the string around her waist, took a Little Bell, and held it in her palm.
"Sister, I also have a Little Bell, although itâs bound to me, others canât use it, and if it leaves me too long itâll return on its own... but this thing does have some fame." Gu Qiancheng seriously said, "Sister can wear it for a few days, so others can see it... then theyâll definitely not dare to offend you in the future."
If she didnât think Yun Qian would accept the previous things, this bell, Gu Qiancheng was very serious about.
Ms. Yun is so beautiful, and her husbandâs Cultivation level isnât high enough, encountering trouble is inevitable.
But, as long as she wears her Hehuan Bell and takes a stroll, no one in the Chaoyun Sect would dare cause her trouble again.
Because everyone knows, itâs better to provoke Sikong Jing and all the ranked individuals, than to provoke her.
She never asks her opponentâs background, mostly because theyâre inferior to her, and if by chance theyâre comparable, they donât have someone as protective at her back.
Women who protect wonât reason with you.
Muyu Peak, Tripod Heart Peak, and Hehuan Sect together let her act unrestrainedly, so... most would avoid provoking a crazy girl who retaliates recklessly.
Gu Qiancheng, for the first time, felt her bad reputation had its benefits.
She could shield Ms. Yun from trouble, otherwise... if someone wanted to bully Ms. Yun, what kind of scene would that be?
Gu Qiancheng was unaware at the moment that the trouble she thought she was shielding against was protecting who.
She, now, was a hero in the eyes of the "system," standing against Qinling, the great benefactor.