51: Chapter 51 Han Qingxue: Sister?

On the high platform, that figure as cold and clear as the moon finally moved.

The woman from the Luoxue Sect slowly stood up, her moon-white long dress swaying slightly, her temperament cold and ethereal.

Her voice was not loud, yet it carried an undeniable assertiveness that instantly suppressed everyone else.

“Ye Yun, join my Luoxue Sect.”

With one sentence, the matter was settled.

The envoy from the Qingfeng Sword Sect frowned and couldn't help but speak up.

“Fellow Daoist Han, at least let him choose for himself...”

The old man from the Lieyang Martial Gate also chimed in, “Exactly, be a bit fair.”

The woman surnamed Han from the Luoxue Sect glanced indifferently at the two of them, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

Just a single glance.

The envoys from the Qingfeng Sword Sect and the Lieyang Martial Gate immediately shut their mouths, not daring to say another word, their faces showing clear apprehension.

Everyone knew that the current generation of Disciples from the Luoxue Sect was extremely powerful.

The envoy before them was the one with the deepest cultivation among the four; they could not afford to provoke her.

The woman stopped looking at the others and fixed her gaze back on Ye Yun, her cold eyes holding a hint of expectation.

Ye Yun smiled inwardly, took a step forward, and cupped his hands toward the high platform from a distance.

His smile was handsome and somewhat endearing as he spoke up and called out directly:

“Big Sister, I naturally want to join the Luoxue Sect.”

“To be able to join the Luoxue Sect is a blessing I've earned in this lifetime.”

That “Big Sister” was called out naturally and affectionately.

The entire venue fell silent.

The woman from the Luoxue Sect was visibly stunned for a moment.

A clear look of surprise flashed through her cold eyes.

It seemed no one had ever dared to call her “Big Sister” so casually in front of the envoys of the Four Great Sects.

The next moment.

On her beautiful face, which was always icy and devoid of expression, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she actually smiled.

It wasn't a shallow, polite smile, but rather like the first melting of ice and snow, or a winter plum blossom in bloom—breath-takingly beautiful.

Ye Yun was dazed for a moment on the spot.

[Holy crap... This woman looks way too good when she smiles, doesn't she?]

[She was already ridiculously beautiful, but her smile is simply lethal.]

[Good thing I chose the Luoxue Sect; this was a total win!]

On the high platform, the envoys from the Qingfeng Sword Sect and the Lieyang Martial Gate watched the matter settle, their faces filled with unconcealable regret.

The middle-aged envoy from the Qingfeng Sword Sect sighed softly and shook his head.

“What a pity. Such a sword dao genius is destined to have no connection with my Qingfeng Sword Sect.”

The fiery-tempered old man from the Lieyang Martial Gate also looked disgruntled and muttered.

“This little girl from the Luoxue Sect snatches away the good ones every time, really...”

Although the two were unwilling, they didn't dare say more and could only accept the result.

Envoy Li of the Tianyang Academy wore a gentle and calm smile as he slightly raised his hand toward Han Li beside him.

“Little Friend Han, follow me back to the academy.”

Han Li hastily bowed in agreement and followed closely behind Envoy Li; the two soon left the Martial Arts Arena.

With this, the recruitment for this year's Shiyun City Grand Competition came to a complete close.

The Lieyang Martial Gate and the Qingfeng Sword Sect returned empty-handed once again, continuing the embarrassing record of Wuyun City having no Disciples join a sect for five years.

Han Qingxue of the Luoxue Sect fixed her gaze on Ye Yun, her cold voice slowly ringing out.

“The Great Competition is over. Follow me back to the sect.”

Ye Yun was slightly startled upon hearing this, and immediately thought of Su Wanqing and Su Zhennan of the Su Family.

He quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands to Han Qingxue, and spoke with a hint of earnestness.

“Big Sister, could we delay for a few days? I still have relatives and friends in the city to say goodbye to and some private matters to handle. Once finished, I will immediately head to the Luoxue Sect to reunite with the Fairy.”

Han Qingxue looked down at him, her cold eyes showing little emotion. After a moment of silence, she finally nodded slightly.

“Good, I will give you time.”

Ye Yun felt relieved and quickly thanked her.

...

The night was as dark as ink, quietly enveloping the entire Shiyun City.

Ye Yun did not delay and went straight back to the Su Family, with Han Qingxue accompanying him.

Since Ye Yun was now a designated Disciple of the Luoxue Sect, she naturally had to keep a close watch on him to prevent any further mishaps.

At this moment, the Su Family residence was decorated with lanterns and streamers, brightly lit, and filled with a festive and lively atmosphere everywhere.

Patriarch Su Zhennan specially ordered a banquet to be prepared.

Firstly, it was to celebrate Ye Yun winning first place in The Great Competition and successfully joining one of the Four Great Sects.

Secondly, it was to grandly entertain the Luoxue Sect envoy, Han Qingxue.

At the banquet, Han Qingxue sat at the head of the table, her moon-white long dress accentuating her cold and ethereal temperament.

Even in the midst of a lively banquet, she remained like a winter plum blossom on a snowy mountain, untainted by the mundane world.

Sitting beside her was Ye Yun, and on Ye Yun's other side was Su Wanqing, her cheeks slightly flushed and her expression gentle.

Su Zhennan sat in the lower guest of honor seat, smiling broadly throughout and showing immense enthusiasm.

The entire Su Family residence was filled with the clinking of glasses, servants bustling about, and constant laughter and chatter; it had never been so lively and magnificent.

Su Zhennan held a wine cup, stood up, and bowed deeply to Han Qingxue, his tone respectful to the extreme.

“Envoy Han's presence in my humble abode is truly the blessing of three lifetimes for my Su Family! My daughter and Ye Yun are in love; after Ye Yun joins the Luoxue Sect, I hope the Fairy will take good care of him!”

Han Qingxue merely looked up indifferently and gave a slight nod as a response.

Even such a slight acknowledgment made Su Zhennan overjoyed; he quickly drained his glass, and the smile on his face became even more radiant.

He knew very well that since Ye Yun had joined the Luoxue Sect today and returned with Han Qingxue.

From now on, in the entire Shiyun City, no one would ever dare to easily make things difficult for the Su Family again!

Even the City Lord's Manor would have to think twice!

Looking at Ye Yun, Su Zhennan also became increasingly respectful and satisfied.

He felt that his original decision to take in Ye Yun and entrust Wanqing to him was the best decision of his life.

At one side of the banquet, Ye Yun and Su Wanqing whispered to each other, their affection palpable.

Su Wanqing gently tugged at Ye Yun's sleeve, her eyes slightly red, filled with reluctance to part.

“Brother Ye Yun, are you really leaving? I... I can't bear to let you go.”

Ye Yun took her soft, delicate hand in his, his fingertips gently stroking the back of her hand, his voice extremely tender.

“Don't worry, Wanqing. Once I settle down at the Luoxue Sect, I'll find a way to bring you over. When I become stronger, no one will be able to bully you, and no one will be able to trouble the Su Family.”

“Mm...”

Su Wanqing nodded softly and leaned her head on Ye Yun's shoulder, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

“I'll wait for you. No matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you.”

The two leaned against each other, their words intimate and their eyes full of deep affection, completely immersed in their own world.

At the head of the table, Han Qingxue appeared to be looking ahead calmly, but her peripheral vision was subtly scanning the two of them.

When she saw Ye Yun and Su Wanqing with their fingers locked and leaning intimately together, her brow, which was always indifferent and calm, faintly furrowed with a hint of displeasure.

A very faint, complex emotion flickered through her cold eyes.

Yet she didn't say a word; she simply picked up the teacup in front of her and took a small sip.

The banquet remained lively, but a subtle, invisible atmosphere quietly permeated under the lights.