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Chapter 178 So concerned

Gong Yuhe: "What are you doing here again?"

"I was just passing by too."

"..."

The two stood there in the Zhen Residence, neither of them speaking.

Yun Fuzhao secretly observed Gong Yuhe's expression. This guy was just being stubborn; he was clearly sad inside.

Thick eyelashes drooped, concealing all emotions in her eyes. Gong Yuhe gazed quietly ahead, her aloof demeanor melting away, replaced by a touch of loneliness.

"Senior Zhen's lover passed away a long time ago?"

Yun Fuzhao still remembered that he had asked her to help him find his lover.

Originally thinking he wouldn't answer, Yun Fuzhao was suddenly moved by the scene and couldn't help but ask when he thought of Zhen's lonely and sad eyes.

Unexpectedly, Gong Yuhe replied, "Yes. On the second night after he broke the rules, the Rebirth Hall sent people to capture her. They told me to lie to my teacher and say that she had been released."

Gong Yuhe turned her head to look at Yun Fuzhao, her light eyes silent, "I was there the night she died."

Yun Fuzhao didn't know at the time; he only found out later from Song Ying and the others, who said that Zhen's lover had been torn apart by five horses...

Yun Fuzhao remained silent. So, the reason he had taken such good care of Zhen all these years was because he felt guilty?

"As a holy son, the most important thing is to be strict with oneself and to restrain oneself and return to propriety." Gong Yuhe returned to his unapproachable demeanor. "Teacher was wrong to begin with, and this result is entirely his doing."

Yun Fuzhao was deeply shocked. He felt as if Yun Fuzhao was a robot with a pre-programmed routine, speaking and acting in a rigid and uncompromising manner, devoid of any personal touch.

"Isn't he your teacher? If you say that, I'm afraid you'll hurt his feelings."

“He was first and foremost a saint, and only then my teacher,” Gong Yuhe said. “Similarly, he also served as a negative example, warning me not to be troubled by love and fall into an irredeemable situation.”

"...With this awareness, you will succeed in whatever you do."

There is no woman in my heart, so I draw my sword to the God of Nature.

Only with such rationality can one ascend to immortality, as a holy son.

Yun Fuzhao felt that these holy sons and daughters might be cultivating the path of ruthlessness.

She didn't want to comment on his views; she just felt sorry for Zhen. If he weren't from the Hall of Rebirth, he could easily have any romance.

Other sects don't enforce this policy very strictly.

"Alright, I'm not going to waste any more time with you." Yun Fuzhao prepared to go see if any powerful figures were willing to join the Boundless Sword Sect. "I'm leaving now."

"what are you going to do?"

Yun Fuzhao turned her head. "Do you want to come with me?"

Gong Yuhe frowned slightly, as if making a decision. After a while, he nodded.

Yun Fuzhao walked behind him and pushed him forward. "I'm here to select some elders for the sect. As you know, we can count the number of elders in our sect on one hand."

"Most people here probably won't agree."

"It's all about human effort," Yun Fuzhao said with a smile. "Even though you're so difficult to deal with, I still managed to win you over, didn't I?"

"..."

Gong Yuhe calmly corrected her statement, "I was just fulfilling a promise; there was no attempt to win her over."

Yun Fuzhao lowered his voice and said in a deliberately threatening tone, "Your skills are useless now. The whole world knows that we are all in the same boat."

Gong Yuhe fell silent.

In fact, she was right.

As they passed a small lake, Gong Yuhe looked at the water. The person pushing him from behind raised an eyebrow, looking smug.

Not only other sects, but even the disciples of the Rebirth Hall knew that he was on Yun Fuzhao's side.

Those old fogies were very dissatisfied with his previous attendance at the Boundless Sword Sect's celebration. But they could only be dissatisfied; when they were in his presence, they still had to kneel and speak to him.

"If you want to recruit elders, you can go to the embroiderer's house in Nanfang first. She might agree to your request."

Yun Fuzhao's eyes lit up. "You know the people here very well?"

"Yes. The teacher has lived here for almost twenty years."

Yun Fuzhao understood.

It means that he has been visiting for twenty years.

Following his instructions, Yun Fuzhao pushed him to a small house at the southernmost part of Peach Blossom Island.

The courtyard is filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, and there is a jujube tree on the right side of the entrance, which is full of red and green jujubes.

This person is clearly a senior who loves life.

"Xiao He, what brings you to my place?"

Shen Qiaowen came out carrying a basket of needles and thread. She was somewhat surprised to see the two people in the courtyard. She looked at Yun Fuzhao and asked, "And who is this?"

"Greetings, senior. I am Yun Fuzhao." She bowed respectfully to her.

“Yun Fuzhao…” Shen Qiaowen pondered for a moment, “Ah, is that the little girl who came to find Zhen?”

"Yes."

Shen Qiaowen's gaze swept over the two of them before she sat down on a small stool. "So, what brings you here?"

Yun Fuzhao briefly explained his purpose.

Shen Qiaowen chuckled after hearing this, "You've got the wrong person. I'm just an embroiderer. How could I be an elder?"

Yun Fuzhao and Gong Yuhe exchanged a glance, the latter looking like he was only responsible for bringing you here, and the rest was up to you.

She squatted down next to Shen Qiaowen, "What's wrong with embroidery? You can't do it without some skills. Senior, you know that cultivating immortality involves fighting and killing, and you can easily tear your robes if you're not careful."

Our sect's robes are quite expensive; it's such a waste to replace them when they're torn. Learning your craft means we can mend our own clothes when they're damaged—isn't that great?

Shen Qiaowen looked at her with a curious expression, "You little girl, you're quite the sharp-tongued one."

Yun Fuzhao shook her head. "What eloquence? I'm just telling the truth. I really envy people who can embroider clothes."

"In that case, why don't you learn from me first? If you have good comprehension, I might consider agreeing to your request."

Yun Fuzhao immediately agreed, "Done."

Shen Qiaowen brought her needle and thread and carefully taught her how to use them.

It's not that she really can't; Yun Fuzhao used to sew clothes herself, but her stitches were ugly, making her look like an amateur.

Yun Fuzhao knew that the big boss was testing her, and success or failure depended on this, so she had to put in her best effort to study.

After a stick of incense.

Shen Qiaowen looked at the person sitting intently by the oil lamp and a smile appeared on her lips.

She whispered to Gong Yuhe, "This girl is quite patient."

Nowadays, the vast majority of people in the cultivation world only care about cultivating immortality and will not touch anything unrelated to cultivation. In addition, the fact that they are able to cultivate immortality has made them arrogant, and they look down on this kind of manual work.

Gong Yuhe also stared at Yun Fuzhao, who sat there for the entire afternoon without ever raising her head, truly worried sick about the sect.

“In that case,” Gong Yuhe said calmly, “Senior, please agree to her request.”

Shen Qiaowen chuckled, "What, you're already acting as a mediator? Who is this girl to you that you care so much about her?"

"Please don't tease me, senior."

Shen Qiaowen covered her mouth and chuckled, "How is that joking? I'm just telling the truth."