257: I have no way to repay you

"Thank you, Sister Zhou, for saving my life. I have nothing to repay you with, only my body..."

"Ahem!"

"Stop, stop!"

Looking at Xu Qianluo, who was pale and extremely weak, yet had a shy expression and stars in her eyes as she spoke timidly.

A feeling of hair-raising horror quietly crept over Zhou Xiutong.

It raised goosebumps all over her.

Zhou Xiutong put on a serious expression and reached out her palm to stop the approaching Xu Qianluo.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, please show some self-respect!"

Before Zhou Xiutong could continue speaking.

Little Fatty Jiang Hao could not stand to watch anymore.

He hurriedly scrambled up.

His Face was full of shock.

Are the female Disciples of Yuefu all this bold?

"Mind your own business!"

Seeing Jiang Hao speak.

Xu Qianluo's shy expression changed instantly.

She adopted a cold and aloof demeanor.

"What is even going on..."

Zhou Xiutong had a headache.

The development of events was somewhat unexpected.

She could barely protect herself at the time.

How could she have the spare energy to save them?

It was just that after the Old Ancestor arrived.

She only fed them a few Medicinal Pills each.

They were just first-grade Medicinal Pills, not worth much at all.

"I don't have such great ability; it was my Old Ancestor who saved you."

Watching the two of them arguing until their Faces were red.

Zhou Xiutong felt it was better to make this matter clear.

"I know, it must have been Sister Zhou who begged the Xuan Emperor to save me. Otherwise, with the Xuan Emperor's status, why would he care about a small Cultivator like me..."

"Sister Zhou is so good to me!"

Hearing Zhou Xiutong speak.

Xu Qianluo changed her Face faster than changing colors.

"That is exactly right. Fellow Daoist Zhou, your great kindness is something I, Jiang Hao, will never forget!"

Jiang Hao also hurriedly expressed his stance.

"You all... sigh... forget it, suit yourselves..."

Zhou Xiutong covered her forehead. These Disciples from major sects were more outrageous than the last.

None of them were as sincere and cute as the Disciples of her own family and the Xuanqing Sect.

At this moment, Yu Yanming, who had wanted to say something several times from the side, also joined the two of them.

Deep within the space.

True Lord Qing Yin flew out, carrying the unconscious True Lord Chong Huan and his ancient zither that had fallen to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, this matter is a disaster for my Yuefu. Thanks to your help, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"Logically, I should properly entertain and thank you, Fellow Daoist, but..."

True Lord Qing Yin looked troubled.

"It is no matter."

Mo Xuan did not care.

His figure slowly dissipated.

"Fellow Daoist, my Senior Brother and I will definitely visit you in person to thank you in the future."

Seeing that Mo Xuan was about to leave.

True Lord Qing Yin called out loudly.

Mo Xuan nodded and left the place.

The Demon Soul had broken the seal of this space, and after experiencing this battle.

In a few days, this Secret Realm space would cease to exist.

"Sigh~"

True Lord Qing Yin sighed.

This time, the young Disciples from various families who came to help, except for the Xuanqing Sect.

All suffered heavy losses.

Almost the entire army was wiped out.

At this time, inside the open-air grand hall outside, it was already in an uproar.

The Golden Core True Persons of various families were questioning the head of Yuefu.

True Person Qingmu was the same.

Although the Xuanqing Sect Disciples had the smallest losses.

But Zhou Xiutong had not come out.

The Disciples of the Xuanqing Sect saw that other families, including Yuefu, only had a few Disciples coming out of the Secret Realm.

Their expressions were not very good either.

"Great Senior Sister has come out!"

A Disciple with sharp eyes exclaimed.

Looking in the direction of this person's finger.

Sure enough, outside that stone monument.

Four figures appeared; it was Zhou Xiutong and the other three.

Seeing Zhou Xiutong.

True Person Qingmu looked excited.

When Zhou Xiutong landed.

He hurriedly came before Zhou Xiutong.

Only after confirming that there was no major damage did he feel relieved.

"Xiutong, what exactly happened inside?"

Before Zhou Xiutong could reply.

A cold female voice reached everyone's ears.

"Fellow Daoists, our Yuefu will naturally give everyone an explanation for this matter. Please stay calm."

Hearing the voice.

The expressions of the several Golden Core True Persons eased slightly, and they no longer pressed the head of Yuefu.

A True Lord had spoken.

Although they represented their respective forces, they could not ignore the Face of a Yuefu True Lord.

The five Golden Core True Persons from Yuefu who were present began to comfort them separately.

They led the surviving Disciples and the various Golden Core True Persons away from this place.

Returning to the Guest Welcome Peak to stay temporarily.

On the way.

Zhou Xiutong roughly recounted some of the situations she knew.

True Person Qingmu felt relieved.

Zhou Xiutong did not say anything more.

That scale was put into the Storage Pouch by Zhou Xiutong.

Preparing to go back later.

Then string the scale onto her neck.

A month later.

Zhou Xiutong walked helplessly among the mountains of Yuefu.

Behind her.

There was a man and a woman following behind her, constantly trying to please her.

"Sister Tong, are you thirsty?"

Xu Qianluo, who was wearing a white veil, took out a jade bottle, poured a cup of Spiritual Qi-rich Spiritual Liquid, and asked Zhou Xiutong, who was walking in front.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I am not older than you, so please stop calling me sister."

Zhou Xiutong turned around, her expression quite helpless.

"Exactly, exactly. Fellow Daoist Xu is too impolite. You should try the newly picked Spiritual Fruit I have."

Jiang Hao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took out a fresh Spiritual Fruit.

"You are the same!"

Zhou Xiutong glared at Jiang Hao in annoyance.

"I, I just wanted to repay the life-saving grace..."

Xu Qianluo sadly put the jade pot in her hand into the Storage Pouch, her eyes reddening, looking pitiful.

She stared at Zhou Xiutong with her big, watery eyes.

Zhou Xiutong felt creeped out by the gaze.

Just as she was about to say something, her heart suddenly moved.

"If you want to thank me, how about giving me a few music scores for the flute?"

Zhou Xiutong seemed to have thought of something and said to Xu Qianluo.

"Mm-hmm!"

"Leave it to me."

Xu Qianluo turned from sorrow to joy instantly.

"I'll be right back."

Saying this, she ran towards the sect.

The instrument she practiced was the pipa.

Naturally, she did not understand flute music.

Xu Qianluo left, and Zhou Xiutong breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Then she looked at the little fatty Jiang Hao and said.

"Are you still not leaving?"

"I..."

Jiang Hao looked conflicted.

During these days, as long as he closed his eyes, Zhou Xiutong's figure would appear in his mind.

He didn't know what was wrong with himself.

"What 'I'?"

Zhou Xiutong glared.

She took out one of her red gold treasure hammers.

She held it in her hand and swung it around casually.

"Is your head as hard as this?"

Zhou Xiutong straightened her pretty Face, looking fierce.

Jiang Hao looked at this huge treasure hammer that exuded the power of a second-grade Spiritual Artifact.

He wanted to be stubborn, but he couldn't say anything.

"I am going back tomorrow."

Jiang Hao hesitated for a moment but still said it.

"Oh."

"See you again if fate allows!"

Zhou Xiutong was happy in her heart, but she did not show it on her Face.

Her pretty Face relaxed slightly, and she put away the treasure hammer in her hand.

"..."

"See you again if fate allows."

Jiang Hao ultimately did not say anything more.

He had already seen clearly.

He was too weak.

He couldn't even compare to one of the treasure weapons in Zhou Xiutong's hand.