Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Chapter 435: Chapter 211: Clues Are Not Very Useful! Leaving in 3 Days! _6

How to explain this? Do I need to talk about the matter of the Ascension Gate? Do I need to say that the Star-Gazing Platform is nothing but clouds in my eyes? Yuchi himself didn’t actually intend to argue with Song Qingshan. He simply laughed and nodded, saying: ”I surely trust the senior, but there’s really something I must attend to. I cannot stay long in Canglan City, so I’ll probably leave in about three days. I hope the senior can forgive me.”

Forgive me? Forgive me for what? Song Qingshan sneered: ”Kid, I’m not familiar with you. If it weren’t for Yinghan speaking well of you to me, would I be sitting at the same table with you drinking tea? You’re thinking too much.”

As he spoke, his hand already reached out.

”Give Yi’Er back to me. It’s the birthday gift I gave to Yinghan on her tenth birthday. What qualification do someone like you have to hold such a thing?”

Song Qingshan was angry.

From his perspective, the situation had just reached a boiling point, and then Yuchi was about to make a getaway, just like a soldier fleeing the battlefield. Could anything in the world be more important than this?

Yuchi himself didn’t mind. He could understand Song Qingshan’s current mood, nor did he get angry, nor did he lose his temper. He simply took out a small exquisite block from his sleeve, placed the block on the table, and pushed it along the table with his finger: ”Please accept it, senior.”

Song Qingshan frowned: Sleeve Universe? Are you a Cultivator?!

Cultivator? I’m not a Cultivator... Yuchi shook his head: ”I don’t have that kind of ability, it’s just that my sleeves are relatively large.”

After finishing, he looked at the snow scene along the street: ”Senior, she’s already gone far, now she should be heading to the Celestial Capital Department.”

Song Qingshan paused for a moment.

He frowned and snorted coldly as he took Yi’Er away: ”In the end, I will still decide for her; you no longer deserve to have her.”

Yuchi did not respond.

He merely poured a cup of tea, watching the other party leave, then remembered something: ”Isn’t this senior going to pay for me?”

He chuckled.

Looking at the snow scene outside the window, and then at the varying heights of Canglan City in front of him, the snow scene was enchanting in beauty: ”Canglan City is indeed wonderful, but the recent occurrences are truly alarming. Could it be some kind of evil ritual?”

This is what Yuchi had been thinking about, but never mentioned to Song Yinghan.

When he saw so many wild deer back then, Yuchi had already noticed the peculiarity of this place. These wild deer were clearly bewitched, or perhaps an entire mountain range had manifested a different kind of evil aura.

It better not be some kind of altar... that would be terrifying.

...

After finishing his tea, Yuchi walked alone on the street. This time, he didn’t need to follow along; there would be Song Qingshan’s presence, along with other Cultivators nearby, and it would be too easy to expose himself if he went over.

So he returned to the inn, and when the landlady saw him come back, her eyes practically glowed green.

”The weather’s cold, have some goji berry deer antler leek tea! I have a brass stove in my chamber!”

Yuchi: ”?”

...

In Xufu Town, it’s still snowing heavily, Wei Yuan wasn’t sitting in the courtyard, instead she quietly sat in her own chamber, where she had a small stove, she was looking at the dossier in front of the stove, the dossier was left by the chamber of commerce.

The wooden windows pushed upwards reveal the falling snow, her delicate oval face showed a serious expression, with eyes focused and serious, and some different thoughts as well, what a warm and serene young girl.

”How can you understand this stuff, why can’t I understand it, it’s simply like a heavenly book to me.”

Xun Xian was roasting meat, craning her neck to look at the dossier in Wei Yuan’s hands. With merely a glance, her scalp tingled at the dense words, how could one possibly comprehend this!

Wei Yuan shook her head with a smile, holding a brush in her hand: ”It’s actually not difficult, if Miss Xun wants to learn, I can teach you, these are all basic things, fundamentally you just need to know some arithmetic.”

Xun Xian immediately shook her head, eating a piece of meat, mumblingly said: ”Eek, forget it, forget it, my brain isn’t as good as yours, if I can eat and drink, I’m already very happy, how can I possibly do such things.”

On the table next to them, Wei Qingzhu in a thick red long dress, her delicate little face filled with confusion, much like the eldest daughter of a royal family, she was staring at the clothes in front of her, thinking, she couldn’t help but ask Wei Yuan: ”Yuan’Er sister, I feel like I’ve failed again, why is one side big and the other small, and also it opened a seam...”

Wei Yuan temporarily put down the book in her hand, came over to look, and after understanding, she smiled and taught by hand: ”It’s like this, you need to leave some space in advance, you can’t have everything just right, without elastic space, as long as it’s a bit tight, the whole clothes will directly crack.”

”Like this, here... and here... leave an inch, this will be enough, if the edge really turns out long, then you can still trim it with scissors.”

Wei Yuan circled her rosy small mouth, nodding repeatedly: ”Let me try again!”

Wei Yuan smiled at the girl’s serious demeanor: ”Take your time, this isn’t urgent.”

”Mm!”

Wei Yuan wasn’t originally acquainted with Wei Qingzhu; it was Wei Qingzhu who actively sought her out for help. The catalyst was during the New Year when Wei Qingzhu saw the pink winter clothes on Yuchi, which looked absolutely perfect on him!

She suddenly admired Wei Yuan greatly.

So she came over thick-skinned seeking help, and turns out the person was quite easy-going, accepting without hesitation.

Then looked over at the little Ximo sleeping soundly nearby: ”She’s finally asleep.”

Both of them gaze toward the couch.

”It’s not easy, ever since her third uncle left Xufu Town, she hasn’t had a night without crying.”

”But there’s nothing that can be done about it.”

”Sooner or later, one must leave, and there are always things to be done.”