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第三千二百七十五章 重逢

There were five cultivators in total, all at the Spirit Separation level.

The leading woman was slender and her appearance was beautiful. However, her face was extremely cold, around thirty years old, exuding a chilly aura.

Though one cannot judge a book by its cover, this woman's demeanor and appearance made everyone uncomfortable. It was clear that she wasn't someone to be easily associated with.

"Senior Sister, why have you come here?"

The young girl in blue suddenly changed her expression, the panic evident in her voice.

"Why did I come?"

The middle-aged woman smiled slightly, but her expression became even colder: "A traitor. Master treated you well among the disciples she has taken in; she trusted you the most. You wanted to let this woman go without your master's knowledge."

"I..."

The young girl in blue felt a touch of shame on her face. Although Miao Yin Fairy had an excellent character, she was indeed favored after being admitted as a disciple. She received more rewards and guidance than other disciples. She did feel grateful.

She felt guilty towards Master for what she did, but how could she just watch Senior Sister Qinxin die...

The saying goes that one cannot have both fish and bear's paw.

After weighing the pros and cons, she could only carry out her plan with a sense of guilt towards Master to save Senior Sister Qinxin from her predicament.

This woman was quite smart and acted cautiously. She took advantage of Miao Yin Fairy being away and used a talisman that could control the禁制. Indeed, it gave her an opportunity to successfully rescue Senior Sister Qinxin.

However, she forgot how wicked human hearts can be.

Her fellow disciples envied and resented her due to Master's favor towards her. They couldn't do anything about it before but now had a chance to take advantage of the situation.

The senior sister watched everything but didn’t reveal it; she wanted to achieve the effect of the cicada being caught by the mantis while the sparrow got its meal.

They knew what Qinxin meant to Master. This time, her actions were self-inflicted and unforgivable. After this incident, Master would definitely not let her off.

On the other hand, she could gain great favor from Master for her heroic deed, making him look at her differently.

Such a move had no risk but two benefits in one.

This was an excellent opportunity that the senior sister wouldn’t miss. She consulted with several fellow disciples and followed them here.

At this moment, Qinxin and the young girl named Qin Yu were surrounded, their situation dire.

But giving up wasn't an option.

Qinxin raised her delicate eyebrows and prepared to act.

"How can you, Senior Sister Ouyang? Do you really want to break through our encirclement? Your abilities are not bad, but with only two of us against five of you. You think you can withstand all of us together? Besides, this is the main hall of the Sound Temple; I just need to shout for help, and other disciples will come soon."

"..."

Ouyang Qinxin was both shocked and angry but knew that her opponent wasn't bluffing.

Even if their strength was vastly different, fighting here would easily attract the attention of other cultivators from the Sound Temple. They had no chance at all.

Should she surrender?

Qinxin shook her head.

How could such a proud woman endure this humiliation?

Even knowing there was little hope, she still wanted to fight for it. But if she died, how could she drag Qin Senior Sister into this mess?

Despite Qinxin's bravery and wisdom, she found herself in a dilemma.

...

But at that moment, an unexpected voice echoed.

"Foolish fellows, wanting Qinxin to surrender? Have you asked me first? You dare bully my wife? I think you're playing with your lives."

The voice was lazy, without any hint of aggression. In Lin Xuan's eyes, these guys were just insignificant clowns.

Why get angry over such insignificant creatures when their fates lay in his hands?

"Who is here?"

The middle-aged woman was shocked and so were the others who came with her. They had planned to catch Qinxin like a cicada while the sparrow got its meal, but now someone seemed to be following them.

Unlike the others' shock and anger, Ouyang Qinxin was struck dumb. This voice was so familiar, yet it only appeared in her dreams for thousands of years.

Now she could clearly hear it, and disbelief clouded her face.

Was this happiness just an illusion that would vanish at any moment?

Qinxin wasn't a weak woman, but now tears welled up in her eyes.

And the heavens didn’t play tricks on her again.

A figure appeared from the space fluctuations, gradually becoming clear as it entered her vision.

Those eyes, that nose, and that faint smile all matched the memories deep within her mind.

Lin Xuan!

This wasn't a dream this time.

The young man stepped forward, ignoring the distance of time and space, standing beside her.

They were a few feet apart, staring at each other in silence.

No words were needed; sometimes, silence speaks louder than words.

A thousand years of waiting was for this moment.

All the pain and danger were left behind; all that mattered now was them.

"I come to take you, Qinxin."

After a long while, Lin Xuan finally spoke. His heart was filled with excitement after enduring countless hardships to see his beloved wife. All his efforts had been worth it.

Qinxin opened her mouth but no sound came out. Only clear tears slid down her flawless face.

But those were tears of joy!

A few moments later, Qinxin suddenly moved and fiercely threw herself into Lin Xuan's arms.

Then...

She cried loudly, making Lin Xuan flustered and panicked.

Qinxin had always seemed so strong to him that she never showed weakness or shed tears. He wasn't afraid of facing a powerful old monster but was now overwhelmed by his wife’s tears.

But he could feel the joy in those tears. So he said nothing, just opened his arms and hugged her tightly.

His clothes got wet from her tears, and Lin Xuan looked apologetic: "I came too late."

"No, I was just worried that I might never see you again."

Qinxin expressed her sorrow. Back then, she had flown to the Spirit Realm through a传送阵 left by the Asura King, purely by chance.

Such an opportunity was indeed rare and precious.

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