In midair, the Netherworld Valley Master floated up and down. His aura devoured the nine heavens and ten earths, and he looked down upon the entire universe.
There was no smile in her eyes, and her tone was cold.
This made Ling Xian realize that something was wrong. He was afraid that the Valley Master would turn against him again because of the woman in green's words.
At that moment, he smiled faintly and said, "It's true that Mistress didn't marry my Master, but in my Master's heart, she is the love of his life. All that's missing is a ceremony. People of my generation don't need to worry about it."
Hearing this, the Valley Leader smiled. The way he looked at Ling Xian softened.
Seeing this, the lady in green sighed in relief and looked at Ling Xian gratefully.
"Little fella, I am liking you more and more." The Master of the Netherworld Valley smiled at Ling Xian. No matter how he looked at him, he found him pleasing to the eye.
"As long as you don't hate me." Ling Xian smiled, knowing that the Master of the Netherworld Valley wouldn't make things difficult for him.
"You are that person's disciple. I can't wait to love you. Why would I hate you?"
The Master of the Netherworld Valley smiled, making Ling Xian speechless.
If he had not been smart enough to make the Netherworld Valley Master overjoyed by calling her Mistress, his face would have been swollen.
"You are his disciple, which means you are also my disciple." The Netherworld Valley Master looked at the azure-clothed woman and said, "Her name is Wang Lian 'er. She will be your senior sister in the future."
Hearing this, Ling Xian paid his respect to the lady in green, "Greetings, Senior Sister."
"Junior Brother, no need to be so polite." Wang Lian 'er sighed. She didn't think Ling Xian would become her junior brother.
Ling Xian didn't expect Wang Lian 'er to become his Senior Sister.
To him, this was a good thing.
Although he didn't know Wang Lian 'er's cultivation level, he was sure that this woman was stronger than a Paragon.
"She's called Meng Yun, and she's the disciple of your Senior Sister. In other words, she's your Martial Niece." The Nether Spring Valley's Master looked at the white clothed woman and said, "Call her Martial Aunt."
Upon hearing this, Meng Yun smiled bitterly. Even though she had expected this, she was still unable to accept it when it really happened.
When they first met, she didn't like Ling Xian. Or else she wouldn't have volunteered.
Yet now, Ling Xian had transformed into her Uncle. Of course she found it hard to accept.
"You don't want to?"
The Yellow Spring Valley Master withdrew his smile, causing Meng Yun to shiver and feel even more bitter.
She couldn't bear the wrath of the invincible Sacred Ancestor, so she had no choice but to yield.
She shifted her gaze towards Ling Xian and said unwillingly, "Greetings, Uncle."
"I can't call you Martial Uncle for nothing. Let me think, what gift should I give you?" He didn't forget that Meng Yun said she was going to break his third leg. Of course he wanted to tease her.
"I don't dare to accept Martial Uncle's gift." Meng Yun shook her head, but her beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of anticipation.
"The gift is light, but the thought is heavy. I will use a spiritual stone to express my sincerity." Ling Xian's eyes were filled with mockery as a low-tier spiritual stone appeared in front of him.
Meng Yun was stunned. Wang Lian 'er and the Yellow Spring Valley Master were also stunned.
A spirit stone as a greeting gift was simply unheard of!
"You don't want to accept my kindness?" Ling Xian teased. Meng Yun gritted her teeth and her lungs were about to explode.
She finally understood that Ling Xian was playing with her. Yet, there was nothing she could do.
The Yellow Spring Valley Master was biased towards Ling Xian. If she didn't accept, she would be scolded.
Meng Yun suppressed her anger and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Thank you, Uncle."
"You are welcome."
Ling Xian smiled and shifted his gaze towards the Yellow Spring Valley Master, "Mistress, I have completed what Master asked me to do. Goodbye."
"No rush. I have something to ask you." The Yellow Spring Valley Master grinned, "Lian 'er, you can leave."
"Yes, Master." Wang Lian 'er nodded and turned to leave.
Meng Yun followed closely behind.
"I wonder what you want to ask?" Ling Xian grinned.
"You are Ling Xian?" The Yellow Spring Valley Master's lips parted.
"That's right." Ling Xian nodded. He wasn't surprised.
The Yellow Spring Valley Master was the undefeatable Sacred Ancestor. How could he not see through his disguise?
"Very good. You didn't disgrace his name."
The Yellow Spring Valley Master looked at Ling Xian with a smile. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him, "He is number two in alchemy. Only the ancestor of alchemy can compare to him. I wonder how your alchemy skills are?"
Hearing this, Ling Xian grinned. He waved his hand and spiritual energy formed a Dan. There were nine Dan carvings.
This made the Yellow Spring Valley Master's eyes freeze. His smile deepened and he liked Ling Xian even more.
Though this Dan wasn't even as good as a ninth realm Dan, only a grandmaster who understood the source of energy could do this. With Ling Xian's age, this was without a doubt, shocking the world!
Even the Yellow Spring Valley Master was shocked.
She complimented, "I cannot believe that not only are you an alchemy grandmaster, but you also understood the source of energy. You are not much weaker than your Master."
"Mistress, you are flattering me. I am still miles away from Master." Ling Xian grinned. He didn't exaggerate.
For example, the Dan he brewed just now. If it was the Immortal of Alchemy, it would have 10 Dan carvings and would have attracted lightning.
This was enough to prove that he was still quite a distance away from the Immortal of Alchemy.
"How old are you? I believe that one day, you will surpass that old bastard. "The Yellow Spring Valley Master looked at Ling Xian with a smile. He didn't hide his love for him.
"Mistress, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." Ling Xian smiled.
"Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Stay here for a few days." The Yellow Spring Valley Master smiled. "I haven't heard enough of you calling me Mistress."
Hearing this, Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. At the same time, he felt a little emotional.
The Yellow Spring Valley Master's love for Liao Cang Qiong was too deep. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked him to stay here for a while just to hear him call him Mistress.
"I feel a familiar aura on you." The Yellow Spring Valley Master looked at Ling Xian deeply.
"I wonder what Mistress is referring to?" Ling Xian frowned, worried that the Yellow Spring Valley Master had felt Liao Cang Qiong's aura.
"The aura of the Blood Kindred's holy ancestor." The Yellow Spring Valley Master sighed. "I haven't felt the aura of the Blood Kindred's holy ancestor in a long time."
Hearing this, Ling Xian sighed in relief. "I obtained a strange stone by chance. The blood of the Blood Kindred's holy ancestor is sealed inside."
"Give it to me. I will return it to you after I purify it. Treat it as a gift from me." The Yellow Spring Valley Master smiled.
"Mistress, you can purify it?" Ling Xian was excited. If he could refine the blood of the Blood Kindred's holy ancestor, his cultivation would definitely break through to the intermediate stage of the Saint Realm.
"No, the blood of the Blood Kindred is the strangest. No matter how strong one is, they can't refine it."
"Only a monk with great virtue can purify it."
The Yellow Spring Valley Master chuckled. "I happen to know such a person."
"Thank you, Mistress." Ling Xian smiled. He only came here to complete Liao Cang Qiong's request. He didn't expect to get a surprise.
Immediately, he took out the strange blood-colored stone and handed it to the Yellow Spring Valley Master.
"Why are you being so polite to Mistress?"
The Yellow Spring Valley Master put the blood-colored stone into her sleeve. "Wait for me. I will be back in three days at most."
After that, her figure faded and disappeared.
Seeing this, Ling Xian entered the Painting of the Nine Immortals and went straight to Liao Cang Qiong's Mount of the Healing Soul.
"Did you see her?" Liao Cang Qiong's eyes were hopeful, but also a little nervous.
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