Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 511 Tonight, I'm destined not to listen to the chapter.

The meeting following the Ascension Ceremony is a tradition that the Yuan and Ming dynasties continued for thousands of years. It usually begins at 9 PM and ends at midnight on the night after the trials of the Ascension Ceremony.

After telling Qian Zheng her plan, Xue Lan stayed in the Soul-Guiding Courtyard watching the moon.

Qian Zheng looked at the two people sitting opposite her.

Under the cold, white moonlight, a woman with a serene expression held a lovely little girl and looked up at the moon, looking like two jade sculptures, one large and one small.

The action is looking at the moon, but the mind is not on the moon at all.

Although Qian Zheng was puzzled, she dared not ask.

The Yuanming Realm is home to countless demons, each with their own strange habits.

It's not surprising that someone like me, a plant spirit, is drawn to water, while the Silver Moon Wolf is drawn to the moon.

If the mood strikes, they might even let out a few shouts at the moon.

So Xue Lan guided the soul to look at the moon, while Qian Zheng looked at the two of them.

Atop Jiyuan Peak, all is peaceful and serene.

This continued until the seventh quarter of the Xu hour.

Just as the meeting was about to begin, Qian Zheng finally couldn't help but speak up, drawing Xue Lan's attention back to her:

"grown ups!"

The motionless woman, like a puppet that had just been filled with spirit stones, stiffly turned her neck upon hearing this, and a faint smile appeared on her expressionless face.

Xue Lan: "What's wrong?"

When Qian Zheng looked at Xue Lanying's profile earlier, she only thought that Xue Lanying was as white as jade. But now that she saw her face directly, she suddenly noticed the weariness in her eyes.

The woman couldn't help but think of her master, and her tone softened as she spoke:

"My lord, the time has come."

"Thank you, senior."

Xue Lan smiled and thanked her, then looked down at the little girl in her arms, casually resting her chin on the top of the little girl's head:

"Little Soul..."

Xue Lan's voice was full of exhaustion as she clung to Yin Hun, refusing to let go, and spoke in a coquettish tone:

"Little Soul, Little Soul, what should I do if I don't want to go to the meeting?"

Qian Zheng's eyelids twitched upon hearing this.

Now that the plan has been made this far, do you think you can just back out?

Then she saw Xue Lan holding the little girl in his arms and let out a long sigh.

Yinhun turned over in Xue Lan's arms, her delicate white hand gently landing on Xue Lan's head:

The little girl's voice was tender and clear:

Is Your Majesty afraid?

"That's not true."

Xue Lan leaned her head closer to the little sword spirit's hand, her tone full of helplessness:

"I just know that this meeting is bound to be unpleasant, and that's giving me a bit of a headache."

Since she entered the Xuanhuang Sect in this life, although there are many people among the peaks who do not like her, and the elders are sometimes nice and sometimes not.

However, even if Dao Xuanzi and the others disagree with Xue Lan's decision, they will turn a blind eye.

What can't be overcome openly can be overcome secretly.

From this perspective, Xue Lan's first half of life was smooth sailing.

Unfortunately, once tonight is over, Xue Lan's smooth-sailing record will likely be broken.

Xue Lan put the little girl in his arms aside and walked slowly forward like an eggplant that had been hit by frost.

"Your Majesty!"

The spirit flew to Xue Lan's side and touched the top of Xue Lan's head:

"Go for it, my lord! I'll have Sister Xiaotong come back and buy you candied hawthorns."

Qian Zheng watched as the listless Xue Lan suddenly came back to life, a glint of light flashing in the woman's greyish-white eyes:

"Can you buy two for me to eat and let her keep an eye on them?"

An awkward silence fell upon Jiyuan Peak.

The Soul Guide slowly withdrew his hand:

"Don't go looking for a fight!"

Xue Lan is pretentious and cries on cue:

"Don't you love me...?"

"grown ups!"

Qian Zheng couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted Xue Lan's wonderful performance:

"We should head over there!"

"Good good!"

Xue Lan raised her hand and pinched Yin Hun's soft cheek, then raised her hand and patted her forehead:

"The situation isn't going to be very good tonight. How about I leave my sword here to play with you?"

The Soul Guide had originally planned to go with Xue Lan, and was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this, but in the end, it still obediently nodded:

"Your Majesty must behave."

Xue Lan's lips twitched:

"This won't do. Tonight, our lord is destined not to obey."

After saying this, Xue Lan flicked his sleeve and released the single-edged sword. The young man was dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit, his handsome features cold and serious.

"Don't you need someone to make things easier for you tonight?"

"unnecessary!"

Xue Lan resolutely refused:

"There are cheaper thugs tonight."

Dan Dao looked at Xue Lan and spoke coldly:

"Your Majesty, please do not dismantle the Xuanhuang Sect."

Xue Lan's face stiffened, and she left silently with Qian Zheng.

The meeting place was chosen to be the cave under the Spirit Emperor Tree. When Xue Lan and Qian Zheng arrived, most of the other powerful figures had already arrived.

Tu Shan Yan, dressed in a vibrant red robe, stood at the cave entrance. Upon seeing Qian Zheng and her companion, she flashed a captivating smile:

"Fellow Daoist Qian!"

"I'll go in first!" Xue Lan didn't want to get involved in the small talk between acquaintances, so she decided to avoid Tu Shanyan.

Unfortunately, the fox demon had no intention of letting Xue Lan go.

A crimson sleeve blocked Xue Lan's view, and Tu Shanyan's heart swelled with a triumphant smile:

"Does the sect leader still remember the last Ascension Ceremony?"

Xue Lan stopped, a sweet smile on her face:

"Of course I remember."

Tu Shan Yan's alluring fox-like eyes turned up at the corners, and the woman raised her hand and tapped Xue Lan's shoulder:

"Does the shop owner still remember what I said?"

Xue Lan reached out and grabbed Tu Shanyan's hand, her words a reckless and defiant statement:

"remember!"

"But I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, senior!"

The woman released Tu Shanyan's hand, and wisps of black energy seeped from her gray-white pupils.

Tu Shanyan narrowed her eyes, and nine phantom fox tails slowly appeared behind her.

The woman's voice was cold:

"Inner demon!"

Xue Lan didn't say anything, and turned around to walk into the cave.

Tu Shanyan tried to chase after him, but someone grabbed her wrist from behind:

"Fellow Daoist Tushan!"

Qian Zheng spoke softly:

"Don't act impulsively."

"You know about this child's situation?" Tu Shanyan stopped herself from stopping Xue Lan and quickly walked to Qian Zheng's side:

"Her inner demons are formidable; if we don't intervene soon..." The woman's tone was full of worry.

"A genius of his generation may have fallen."

"Fellow Daoist Tu Shan!" Qian Zheng interrupted Tu Shan Yan again:

"Let's give the fellow Daoists of the Xuanhuang Sect some face."

"Let's discuss the matter first."

Tu Shan Yan sighed, her crimson eyes fixed on Xue Lan's retreating figure:

"Too……"

"I have overstepped my bounds."

"But her current status..."

The current owner of Wan Gong Fang, a torchbearer in the fight against the demon race in the mortal realm.

It's impossible not to care.

Qian Zheng looked at Tu Shanyan beside her and comforted her:

"Don't worry, there are quite a few Nascent Soul stage cultivators and Ninth Realm demons present."

"She's only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm."

Tu Shanyan nodded, thinking that Qian Zheng was right.

Even if the child is truly plagued by inner demons, she can create an illusion for her to expel them.

Thinking of this, the woman in red bowed to Qian Zheng:

"Fellow Daoist Qian, please!"

"Fellow Daoist Tushan, please!"