Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Did You Ascend to Heaven on the Monkey King’s Back?
The beautiful girl clutched the wooden sword, her voice full of grievance, “Mom and Dad, it’s true, my brother Bai Ze has already entered the initial stage of Qi Refinement. With a single palm strike, he can reduce a statue to dust! When the time comes…”
Liao’s father spoke with disappointment, “I’m asking you, can you fly to the skies sitting on this wooden sword of yours? I’d really like to see how you manage to fly. What are you, the Monkey King ascending to heaven?”
Liao Sisi held the wooden sword tremblingly; she looked to her Master Qingxuan for help with a pleading gaze.
Qingxuan awkwardly stroked his white goat’s beard and coughed before saying, “Actually, theoretically speaking, after the revival of Spiritual Energy, it’s possible to cultivate to the Cultivation Base necessary for Sword Flight, and moreover…”
Liao’s father interrupted with an expressionless face, “Master Qingxuan, can you ascend to the heavens? Or maybe find someone to demonstrate this ascent for me.”
Qingxuan felt embarrassed; well…
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Suddenly, the crowd felt a shadow overhead, casting a huge silhouette on the ground.
Everyone instinctively looked up and saw a Feiyu Carpet passing over their heads, carrying two people who vanished into the night.
From the night sky, a white feather softly floated down and landed precisely in Liao Sisi’s palm, incredibly light and soft.
Liao Sisi’s parents were dumbfounded on the spot; they definitely weren’t seeing things…
What they saw just now was…
After nearly a minute of silence, Liao’s father suddenly turned red in the face and took a big step forward.
Liao Sisi’s face was mournful, thinking she might not live to see Brother Bai Ze return to the sect, as she was about to be dragged back home by her parents.
Liao’s father grabbed Master Qingxuan’s arm in excitement and said, “Master, your talent is truly exceptional! I entrust my daughter to you, and I’ll be waiting for the day she learns to fly with her sword!”
Liao Sisi was stunned, looking at the feather in her hand, tears nearly spilling from her eyes.
“Master, when can we finally meet the great leg that Brother Bai Ze has climbed? I really miss him so much!”
Master Qingxuan stroked his beard and chuckled, “Soon, very soon…”
Duan Feihan sat on the Feiyu Carpet, looking down at the girl sleeping beside him on the soft, cotton-like blanket, a twitch at his brow.
They surely couldn’t keep flying the entire night, could they?
It seemed that someone had spotted them just now.
Duan Feihan leaned down, supporting himself with one hand beside her cheek, gently patted her face, and called out softly, “Bai Chuwei, Weiwei, wake up.”
The young girl’s eyelashes trembled, as she buried her head further into the blanket, leaving only her smooth, long hair visible.
The night wind stirred her hair, the tips gently caressing his palm, sparking an unmistakable feeling deep inside him.
He admitted, even though he knew she was Bai Chu from twenty years ago, even knowing she was a little Fairy, he found himself unable to resist…
Duan Feihan suddenly understood why his third brother Duan Xiuqi was willing to wait twenty years, during which countless women had confessed to him and tried to charm him, yet he remained unmoved.
He still remembered Duan Xiuqi’s words, almost arrogantly youthful and carefree, “I will either marry Bai Chu as my wife, or I’ll become a Monk!”
After encountering such a girl, it indeed seemed difficult to be interested in any other woman.
A deeper darkness crept into Duan Feihan’s eyes as he murmured, “Bai Chuwei, Bai Chuwei…”
Suddenly, the old progenitor on the Feiyu Carpet slowly opened her eyes and with a voice reeking of alcohol, she spoke assertively, “Hanhan, little one, call me Big Brother!”