The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

Chapter 117 Future Daughter-in-law

"Who is this?"

Qu Wangzhi glared at Yun Fuzhao with annoyance, "What do you think?"

As if struck by lightning, Yun Fuzhao was completely stunned.

Are you saying that this incomparably handsome and spirited man in front of you is her white-bearded, old-man-bark master?

Even plastic surgery wouldn't dare to go this far.

The other two didn't show any particular emotion, appearing completely unfazed.

Zhan Miaoyan sneered, "You still dare to show your face? I thought you were already dead at the bottom of that cliff."

Even as she said this, her eyes reddened.

Qu Wangzhi was clearly insecure, as his birth chart indicated a "strong" destiny.

"Senior brother, where did all of these go? We've been looking for you."

Qu Wangzhi saw him with a calm expression, "Looking for me? To finish me off if I'm still alive?"

Xi Mo choked, "What are you saying, senior brother..."

Qu Wangzhi wasn't the type to pursue things. He was lazy. He had been tricked by Xi Mo and fell off a cliff, almost losing half his life. When he was in pain, he was thinking about making Xi Mo pay the price, but once he recovered, he became too lazy to do it again.

He looked at Zhan Miaoyan and said, "I'm sure Fu Zhao has already told you that our sect is recruiting alchemy teachers. If you're willing, you can come to our sect. If you're not, I won't force you."

“Senior brother, if you truly care about your junior sister, you should send her to our sect. The Xuantian Sect can offer more than the Wuya Sword Sect.”

Yun Fuzhao didn't like hearing this. "If I remember correctly, in the last sect competition, our sect won first place in alchemy, right?"

Xi Mo paused for a moment, then laughed, "One time is nothing, and our sect's alchemy cultivation has a history of over a hundred years. The Boundless Sword Sect, at most, has only had three years."

That's true.

But Yun Fuzhao couldn't stand to see his sect being outdone, and was about to speak when Qu Wangzhi stopped him.

"I don't care about the sect's resources," Qu Wangzhi said, looking at Zhan Miaoyan. "I only ask you one question: Miaoyan, are you willing to come to our sect?"

"..."

Zhan Miaoyan stared at the face she had longed for day and night, feeling both love and hate for him. Now that he hadn't even offered an explanation for his disappearance over the years, she wanted to refuse him in a fit of anger.

But the words of refusal stuck in my throat.

After a long pause, Zhan Miaoyan spoke up: "I can go to your sect, but Qu Xuan, you must stay here for three days."

Yun Fuzhao thought she was going to make some outrageous request, but she didn't expect it to be just like this.

Qu Wangzhi had no reason to refuse. "Okay."

"Um," Yun Fuzhao raised his hand, "can I stay too?"

This place is full of hidden big shots; she needs to make the most of her connections.

Sigh, they're all preoccupied with love and romance, while she's single-mindedly focused on the future of the sect.

You've worked so hard, Yun Fuzhao, I don't even know how to praise you enough.

Qu Wangzhi: "She is my personally taught disciple."

Zhan Miaoyan looked at Yun Fuzhao and said, "You are more intelligent and pleasing to the eye than your master. Stay here and make this your own home."

Xi Mo couldn't get a word in edgewise.

After a moment, Zhan Miaoyan noticed that Xi Mo hadn't left yet and asked with some confusion, "Senior Brother, is there anything else?"

"……No."

"Then I won't see you off, Senior Brother."

The three of them simply abandoned him and left.

Xi Mo's expression darkened. He stared intently at Qu Wangzhi's retreating figure, never expecting that he would survive such severe injuries...

Zhan Miaoyan welcomed their arrival, but the other residents of Peach Blossom Island did not share the same sentiment.

"Miaoyan, why did you bring him along?"

An old woman said angrily, "This kind of heartless man should be thrown into the pond to feed the fish."

"Feeding him to the fish is too good for him. I've never seen such an irresponsible man. He actually ran away on his wedding day, making you the laughing stock of the entire cultivation world."

The residents of Peach Blossom Island all knew each other. When they learned that the groom had run away on Zhan Miaoyan's wedding day, they gathered together and gave the groom a thorough dressing down.

Now that the protagonist has dared to show up at the scene, they naturally can't let him go.

These powerful figures, who were clearly of unfathomable cultivation, were now behaving like old folks buying vegetables at a market, giving Qu Wangzhi a good scolding for his words.

Yun Fuzhao silently moved a little further away from him, thinking, "If you scold him, you can't scold me, okay?"

Zhan Miaoyan sat smiling in the rattan chair, watching him being scolded.

At first, Yun Fuzhao wondered why they were staying for three days, but now she understood that her master's wife was clearly seeking revenge.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was being scolded, Yun Fuzhao slipped away.

Peach Blossom Island is very large, with scattered villages everywhere. As the sun sets, she can even see wisps of smoke rising from some of the rooftops.

If Qu Wangzhi hadn't said anything, she would have truly believed it was just an ordinary village.

She strolled around for a while, her gaze finally settling on an old man fishing by the lake.

Yun Fuzhao plopped down next to him.

The old man didn't even glance at her.

Her intuition told her that this old man was someone of great importance.

She bought a fishing rod and bait directly from the system, and without saying a word to him, quietly cast her line.

A minute later, Yun Fuzhao reeled in the fish and tossed the large, plump bighead carp into the fish basket with a "thump".

The old man remained unmoved.

Two minutes later, Yun Fuzhao put away his rod.

The old man remained unmoved.

Three minutes later, Yun Fuzhao finished.

The old man glanced at her furtively.

four minutes...

An hour later, the old man finally couldn't sit still any longer and kicked over his fish basket.

Yun Fuzhao was surprised. "The Air Force!"

The old man received her gaze, his beard trembling with anger. He snorted heavily and turned to leave.

Yun Fuzhao immediately followed, "Senior, don't go. Let's be friends."

The old man walked even faster.

"I'll give this rod to you."

The people in front stopped.

Yun Fuzhao chuckled and moved closer to him, "My fishing rod is quite sophisticated..."

The Demon Realm, Qingqiu.

"Your Majesty!"

The man sitting on the throne was furious, his sharp nails digging into the armrests, revealing fine cracks.

The area below was filled with kneeling foxes.

Only one handsome man stood there lazily.

Kneeling, Tang Xing tugged at the young master's sleeve and whispered, "Young master, please listen to the Fox Lord..."

Qi Huai remained unmoved, even smiling in such a serious setting. "Father, why are you so angry? I'm back now."

"You unfilial son!" Qi Teng roared in fury. "How dare you ask! You've completely disgraced Qingqiu! What's that woman's name? Bring her here, I'll skin her alive!"

Hearing this, Qi Huai's smile gradually faded. "She's your future daughter-in-law, you can't treat her like this. She's timid."

Qi Teng almost fainted. "Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

The fox clan is a non-intermarriage race, and they place the utmost importance on the purity of their bloodlines. Qi Huai is the next fox lord, possessing a supreme bloodline; how could Qi Teng tolerate his bloodline being defiled by an outsider?

He immediately swung a palm at Qi Huai. With Qi Teng's cultivation level, Qi Huai didn't even have a chance to dodge.

Qi Huai took the blow head-on, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.