The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 445 - 262: The More I Look, the Better It Gets

In the water, amidst the trembling glow of fireflies overhead, a One Leaf Jade Boat slowly flew in and stopped at the edge of the pool. Several beautiful and charming girls stepped down first, followed by men trailing behind.

Their complexions were delicately pretty, their eyes shimmered like autumn waters, their clothes as colorful as rosy clouds, and the sound of their tinkling ornaments rang out as they walked. They possessed both the ethereal grace of Immortals and the demure elegance of noble ladies.

Such style, such poise, Ning Xiaoxian blinked in admiration, wondering which sect’s female disciples these girls were from, until her gaze passed over them and landed on the man in the back.

There were three men following behind, two of whom she didn’t recognize, but the one lagging at the very end with his handsome brows and extraordinary bearing was none other than—

Quan Shifang.

Ah, so these people were from the Chaoyun Sect.

Quan Shifang had been intentionally or unintentionally falling behind, slightly nodding his head as if the beautiful scenery before him did not exist. However, at this moment, he seemed to sense something and abruptly looked up, his eyes met with a pair that were smiling yet not smiling.

Between them, separated by thousands upon thousands of dancing fireflies and the group of male and female disciples from the Chaoyun Sect, Quan Shifang’s gaze managed to land unabashedly upon her.

His eyes suddenly brightened, and a flush of red appeared on his face, as if this unexpected encounter made him even shyer than her.

Deliberately or not, he slowed his pace once more, widening the distance from the female disciples of the Chaoyun Sect upfront, as if trying to communicate his feelings. The girl standing by the poolside, the smile in her eyes rippling out, made his face feel somewhat burning hot.

The girls reached the edge of the pool and, in addition to their continuous exclamations of surprise, scooped up water from the pool just like Ning Xiaoxian had done earlier. For a moment, the joyful chatter of the girls broke the serenity of the place.

They might indulge in their innocent romance, but Quan Shifang could not. He quickly walked over and greeted Gu Yuming with a bow: "Mr. Gu, long time no see!" His voice carried a cheerful tone.

Gu Yuming also chuckled, wrapped an arm around his, and said warmly, "You faux scholar, considering how well we know each other, every time we meet you start with such formalities, are you afraid I won’t revere you?"

Turns out these two were old acquaintances, Ning Xiaoxian blinked in realization.

After Gu Yuming teasingly chastised him, he turned around and introduced each Loose Cultivator to Quan Shifang. With Quan’s naturally upright and open manner, he easily won everyone’s favor.

When it came to Ning Xiaoxian, Gu Yuming merely said, "This is Miss Xiao Xian..." only to see Quan Shifang grinning at the young lady somewhat bashfully, he was startled! His friend and fellow townsman, always polite but distant with women, when had he ever smiled like this, let alone bashfully?

The innocent and romantic female disciples of the Chaoyun Sect then noticed the group of Loose Cultivators standing quietly nearby and came over in groups, introduced by Quan Shifang along with the two male disciples.

The Loose Cultivators standing behind Gu Yuming were also willing to interact with disciples from such a prestige sect as Chaoyun, especially since the ladies were so dazzling and pleasing to the eye. Immediately, both sides engaged in jovial conversation, creating a harmonious scene.

Ning Xiaoxian had a smile on her face but subtly took two extra steps into the cave. Her state of mind was now different, and she had no desire to talk more.

Quan Shifang talked intermittently with the others, but the corner of his eye always kept a watch on her. Seeing her step back twice, he thought she was annoyed and stepped towards her, transmitting a message: "What’s wrong?"

His towering figure had always been the focus of everyone’s attention, and now that he moved to her side, everyone’s gaze followed.

He was being quite conspicuous. Ning Xiaoxian shook her head inwardly. She wasn’t bothered by the gazes of the other girls, but she did value her privacy. Deciding it was best to leave, she strode deeper into the cave. The cave was very deep, and in a few light steps, she was already ten meters away from everyone else.

Quan Shifang followed right behind her in sync. This scene made the onlookers’ eyes widen, and the chirpings of the ladies came to an abrupt halt.

The cave suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

As soon as she stood still, Quan Shifang softly said, "The female disciples wanted to come and enjoy the view, and Master asked me to accompany and escort them." He was eager to clarify why he was here, certainly not because he had his eye on any of the female disciples and decided to follow them.

The cultivators all had excellent hearing, and despite his low voice, it was still audible. Ning Xiaoxian’s Divine Sense immediately sensed surprise and sorrow among the many girls, as well as several killing auras locking onto her.