So, a very magical scene appeared.
Outside, a male cultivator who was violent and murderous turned into a gentle little rabbit when he returned to the Immortal Sound Sect.
"Wife, are you thirsty? Let me go to the Heavenly Sound Spring to get some water to make tea for you. Oh, wife, put it down, put it down, I’ll hang up the clothes."
Outside, a female demon cultivator who was extremely seductive returned to the Immortal Sound Sect and immediately transformed into a virtuous wife and loving mother, with a voice as gentle as water, no longer coquettish.
"Husband, how about I make braised pork for you this afternoon? I’ll also make a vegetable soup to cut the grease. And, husband, how did you get a hole in this piece of clothing? Quickly take it off, I’ll sew it for you."
An externally enlightened and world-wise monk returned to the Immortal Sound Sect, tirelessly carrying children and washing diapers, cooking for his wife. Wait, can a Buddhist cultivator get married and have children? Of course not, he had long since renounced his monkhood. It’s just that he still practices Buddhist Law and is habitually dressed as a monk.
Such strong contrasts play out daily at the Immortal Sound Sect.
And because of the complex relationships after intermarriages, people who had some conflicts initially would set aside past grievances and face external troubles together outside the Immortal Sound Sect.
The Immortal Sound Sect has made an indelible enormous contribution to the harmony and peace of the Cultivation World!
So when Yang Shirui heard Cheng Miaomiao being so willful, she didn’t dare to speak too harshly. Because her beloved second uncle married a disciple of the Immortal Sound Sect, and they alternate living between the Canglang Sect and Immortal Sound Sect every year. Her second uncle protects her second aunt like she’s a treasure, and if he knew she was rude to a disciple of the Immortal Sound Sect, would he be happy? If her second uncle wasn’t happy, the gifts each year would decrease or even stop. Yang Shirui would never do something that foolish.
"So, Miss Cheng, if you don’t want to go back, where would you like to go? We’ll take you there," Yang Shirui squeezed out a smile as she asked.
"You’re heading to the Ten Thousand Methods Conference, right? I’m going there too, so let’s go together," Cheng Miaomiao said, looking hopefully at Jie Wenzhan.
"Isn’t this not quite right?" Of course, Yang Shirui didn’t want to travel with Cheng Miaomiao.
"What’s not right about it? Brother Jie and Brother Ye are highly skilled, and with this breakthrough to Nascent Soul, our Immortal Sound Sect originally wanted to come and congratulate you, but the Canglang Sect didn’t hold a grand ceremony. I’ve been regretful about that. Now that I can travel with the two brothers, I think my master will be very happy too. She would even tell your Sect Leader to take good care of me if she knew," Cheng Miaomiao said with bright eyes looking at Jie Wenzhan.
"Ah? That’s fine. We will escort you to the Ten Thousand Methods Conference and find your sect," Jie Wenzhan thought for a moment and agreed. Disciples of the Immortal Sound Sect are all precious; they can’t be offended. Once they get to the Wuji Sect, they can find Cheng Miaomiao’s master, hand her over, and it’s done.
"Brother Jie, you’re the best," Cheng Miaomiao said happily.
Yang Shirui snorted angrily and turned to steer, controlling the direction of the flying boat while muttering under her breath, "It’s not like Brother Jie was the only one who saved her, Brother Ye helped too. But she only clings to Brother Jie, who doesn’t know what she’s thinking."
Tianmiao glanced at Jie Wenzhan chatting with Cheng Miaomiao and smirked.
Interesting.
Tianmiao had said this before when Jie Wenzhan and Yang Shirui were exchanging gifts.
Actually, there wasn’t any other meaning to it.
In short, it meant that Jie Wenzhan was fated to have romantic encounters, attracting many admirers.
It’s both a good thing and a bad thing.