The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 906 - 497: Return to the Hidden Stream

He looked about ten years old, with red lips and white teeth, a face like a crown jade, and a pair of black-eyed apricot eyes, which inexplicably made her think of the phrase "bright eyes and good at flirting". His face was slightly baby-fat, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he was pouting in annoyance, paired with a pair of large, round eyes that darted about, he looked every bit like a delicately carved golden boy, extremely adorable.

The clothes he wore, with a slanted collar and open buttons, were of extremely good quality. With Ning Xiaoxian’s keen eyesight, she could immediately tell that this was a new design released by Shan Can Workshop last autumn, and this single garment probably cost seven hundred taels of patterned silver.

It appeared to be another Immortal Second Generation just descending the mountain, an aristocratic young master who did not know the hardships of the Mortal World. But this child was handsome; in four or five years, once his features fully matured, he would surely be quite a handsome man, and who knew how many women would find their hearts racing because of him.

In contrast to herself, she couldn’t help but sigh. Recalling when she first embarked on the Westward Journey, she was just a sixteen-year-old girl, knowing nothing and understanding less. Although her appearance hadn’t changed much since stepping onto the Immortal Path, her mental state had been through much, no longer simple and pure as before. Oh, knowing nothing and thinking of nothing was indeed a kind of blessing.

The elder beside the boy immediately gave his head a gentle slap and scolded softly: "Such impudence!" Then, he clasped his fists toward Ning Xiaoxian and said, "This child is descending the mountain for the first time to gain experience. His rash words have unintentionally offended you, please forgive him." The woman before him wielded the Giant Wood Spirit with obvious familiarity, it was clear she was part of the Hidden Stream inhabitants residing here, different from them as mere visitors. Many demons with vicious appearances stood behind her and seemed to follow her lead, together with the Giant Wood Spirit’s deliberate ingratiation towards her, it was evident that this woman enjoyed a high status among the Hidden Stream Demons. Only the unusual temper of the young disciple he brought was out of the ordinary, leading to such impudence.

Ning Xiaoxian’s current group included Jiu Mo, who did not want to meet his former subordinates and had therefore hidden in the God Demon Prison. Qingluan and Qi Zai, being little lovers, had revealed their true forms to "be willing to be birds flying together in Heaven", so among a group of large-bodied demons, she was truly the only female. Compared to the Great Snow Mountain, the Ba Snake Mountain Range was much warmer, and uncertain if there would be a fight today, she had styled her hair into a Spirit Snake Bun, wore a plain white long skirt, with a goose-yellow ice silk robe draped over her, and her waist was tied with golden silk soft smoke gauze in a soft knot, revealing her slender waist and long legs, and graceful curves, as she stood on this mountain field’s green sea, it was like an unopened tulip bud.

Surrounded by these fierce-looking demons, she was indeed a striking combination of beauty and beast, attracting much attention, and it was no wonder the boy was surprised. But she seldom gets angry at beautiful juveniles, so she merely nodded lightly and replied, "It’s nothing." Then smiled at the boy, "I’m not a demon."

Knowing he had been rude, the boy’s face slightly flushed, yet he refused to apologize, his lips seemed even more pursed. This made him even more adorable, at least in Ning Xiaoxian’s Divine Sense, there were several teams nearby with young women sneaking glances at him.

She smiled slightly, not angry, and was about to step forward when guides appeared ahead; upon seeing her, they paused and respectfully greeted, "Lord Ning, you’ve returned." Although she only served as the Immortal Plant Garden Director, a position not high, her exceptional alchemy skills during the Northwest battle resurrected numerous demons, making her well-known and respected among the Hidden Stream Demons.

The boy’s apricot eyes immediately widened again, seemingly saying: "You lied. How could someone hold office in the Hidden Stream without being a demon?"

Except for Gongshu Zhao, she hadn’t seen another man with such expressive eyes. She chuckled and instructed the guide, "Guide well, and don’t neglect our esteemed guests." Turning around to give a shout, the Hidden Guards promptly summoned a large human-carrying magic tool. Having completed her reporting, she no longer needed to walk like the visitors.

This little incident drew the gaze of many surrounding teams, but Ning Xiaoxian had grown indifferent to such attention. She and the Hidden Guards jumped onto the magic artifact, quickly disappearing from the view of those below.

It took roughly half a day for her to fly back to her residence. The transmission had just been received, a distinguished guest visiting today, so the Langya Sect Master had to meet them first, leaving her temporarily unattended. The Hidden Guards saluted her and dispersed all around. Having traveled with her for so long, these demons were wholeheartedly loyal to Changtian, and just needed her command, ready to gather again immediately.

The small courtyard by the waterfall remained unchanged from when she left, the house impeccably clean, someone clearly regularly tidied it. Since her departure, a cluster of purple sage had been planted outside the gate.

She pushed open the door to enter, finding a white-bearded, white-haired old fellow standing within the garden.

The He Sect Leader had been waiting there for her.

As usual, he respectfully bowed to her, using the most devout posture and expression. Sometimes Ning Xiaoxian wondered whether He Sect Leader was bowing to her, or to Changtian behind her?

Undoubtedly, it was the latter.

Without hesitation, she brought the He Sect Leader into the God Demon Prison.

At this moment, Gongshu Zhao was sitting face to face with Changtian, conversing. The arrival of He Sect Leader did not cause any disturbance in their brows and eyes. During the trip to the Great Snow Mountain, Ning Xiaoxian and He Sect Leader communicated with each other through the Earth Yin Messenger, using many codes, so there was no fear of eavesdropping. The He Sect Leader deeply regretted that she could not achieve her goal, but Gongshu Zhao’s real identity was a significant matter that she did not mention in the oral message. (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)