Qin Xuan held Ye Qingxuan's fair, jade-like hand, feeling its warmth and softness.
The atmosphere was rather intimate.
Ye Qingxuan mustered her courage, her gaze lowered and her eyelashes trembling. "Miss Xuan'Er, after you complete the Refinement of the Blessed Land, do you have any plans?"
"If you wouldn't mind, you could join my Cyan Cloud Sect as a Guest Minister or a Tributor. With your talent, I'm sure you would shine brightly…"
'There's an offer this good?'
Of course, Qin Xuan was willing. Just as he was about to say something, several panicked and battered Escape Lights suddenly flared on the horizon, fleeing toward the Taiyi Spiritual Acupoint.
"Ye Daozi, Fellow Daoist Han, we finally found you!"
Those few people had clearly seen Qin Xuan and Ye Qingxuan as well, and their faces were streaked with tears of excitement.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
