The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 849 - 468: The Beauty of Helping Others?

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In his view, this Poison Phoenix was originally a sect leader, very proud and unaccustomed to being ordered around; a little knocking into shape was needed.

Jiu Mo lifted his chin and sneered, "This is my business, no need for your concern." He turned to leave. However, after walking several dozen steps, he still felt a pricking sensation on his back, causing him to look back unwillingly, only to find that Tu Jin was still standing there. In his dark, unfathomable eyes, there was a peculiar emotion—was it... interest? She had been with many men and couldn’t mistake the look in a man’s eyes.

With this creature watching her, could she come to a good end? She shivered, quickly turned around, transformed into her True Body, and flew away flapping her wings. Before she got far, she saw from the corner of her eye that he was still looking up at the sky, gazing at her relentlessly.

She thought she must be crazy, approaching this executioner on a snowy night. The little bit of loneliness she felt from him just now must have been her illusion at work. It seemed, in addition to being ruthless, he also had a screw loose. Such a person was not someone she should provoke.

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The next day, everyone in the caravan noticed that the once inseparable pair seemed to have fought.

Xu Liangyu came as usual to find Hu Huoer, and Hu Huoer also chatted with him for a while. But before long, Tantai heard her raise her voice and say, "No need!" Then she stormed back angrily.

In the heavy snow, getting a caravan on the road was not easy. In addition to the firestones, dry food, medicines, and miscellaneous things that needed to be prepared, it was also necessary to ensure the horses’ hooves were securely shod, and their feet didn’t get frostbitten. They also had to be fed well an hour in advance before work could begin—just like people needing to rest a bit after a full meal before starting work. Although Tantai Yi was a cultivator, he was not pretentious, and since there were not many mortals in the caravan, he was currently bent over helping to harness the horses.

Hu Huoer strode past him, and a lock of her rebellious hair playfully brushed across his face. Tantai Yi froze, catching a faint scent with his nose.

It was fleeting.

He used to smell that fragrance often, but recently it had become less frequent.

He looked towards Xu Liangyu, finding him standing motionless, staring at Hu Huoer’s back, his handsome face slightly twisted, seemingly muttering to himself. From reading his lips, Tantai guessed that he was saying "doesn’t know what’s good"?

That day, as they rode, Hu Huoer was again beside Tantai, without even glancing back at Xu Liangyu.

While deep in thought, she seemed to hear a low, indistinct voice by her side: "Are you..."

The voice was too soft, and she thought she might have misheard. Turning her head, she saw Tantai Yi looking at her, saying softly, "Are you alright?"

A pain welled up in Hu Huoer’s heart. He actually asked if she was alright? By what right?

"Am I alright?" She stared at him fixedly, as if trying to see into his soul, then suddenly laughed, "I am perfectly fine! Hyah!" She urged her horse forward, no longer riding alongside him.

He was left stunned by her smile, unable to extricate himself. This woman always blazed like a flame; even when entangled with him before, she laughed heartily and cried straightforwardly. When had she ever looked like now, with a face full of helplessness and self-mockery, wearing an expression he was all too familiar with and most afraid of—despair. This exuberant, blossoming like wildflowers woman shouldn’t have such feelings.

He watched her back, tightening his square chin, and the mask of indifference he wore for so long seemed to crack open. At that moment, he felt a probing gaze, and looking back, he saw Xu Liangyu watching, unable to hide the malice in his eyes.

Ning Xiaoxian lay in the wagon, bored, peering out the window. When she could lie down, she disliked sitting; and when she could ride in the wagon, she certainly wouldn’t ride a horse. "Tu Jin has been working so hard these days. I never knew he had such good acting skills." Qi Zai perched on her shoulder, watching Jiu Mo intently as she mixed medicines on the small table.

"Acting skills? I actually think that’s natural performance." Upon hearing Tu Jin’s name, Jiu Mo felt her healed wounds faintly aching again. She pushed the Jade Bottle in her hand forward, "Alright, this amount should be just right."

Ning Xiaoxian looked at her expression and smiled, "Are you still holding a grudge against him? Tu Jin has always been ruthless towards enemies; back then, you were our adversary, and he would hardly go easy on you. But now that we’re all in the same boat, he won’t give you trouble anymore."