Why is it Shura Field?

On the way back to the Saint Child Palace, Xiao Fan encountered Su Yiyun, who had a gentle and beautiful smile on her face.

"You're back?" Su Yiyun walked up and naturally took his arm.

Xiao Fan also instinctively reached out, pinching her fair, tender cheek, and asked, "Hmm, your Realm?"

He sensed slightly and found that Su Yiyun was now at the Nascent Soul Stage - Middle Phase, a Breakthrough of one minor Realm in over a year, which was already very fast.

Su Yiyun had the Jade Maiden Ice Phoenix Body, and Lan Yuhong also had an ice-attribute Physique; it was normal for their strength to improve quickly with Cultivation resources.

"I received a message that the Holy Master has emerged from seclusion, and the Grand Elder wants us to go pay our respects to her," Su Yiyun said.

"Oh? The Holy Master is out of seclusion?"

Xiao Fan was also curious in his heart about who exactly the Holy Master was.

Su Yiyun nodded and said, "Yes, let's go together."

Xiao Fan, filled with curiosity, went with Su Yiyun.

"Ding, a Shura Field is about to descend. Host, please proceed with caution."

"Although there's no life-threatening danger, it's still a very terrifying situation. Don't mess it up."

Xiao Fan: ?

No, why is it a Shura Field all of a sudden?

Suddenly, a strange thought popped into his head: Holy Master?

That's not right; the main thing is he had never met the Holy Master.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Yiyun's jade hand waved in front of his eyes, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Nothing, I was thinking about the meaning of human life."

"That's called 'life,' you're so informal! I heard the Elders say that the Holy Master rarely shows herself and has an unpredictable temper. When we get there, try to speak less and just follow her instructions," Su Yiyun admonished.

Looking at Su Yiyun's well-arranged demeanor, Xiao Fan was very gratified. You are not an ordinary vase; you are a useful vase.

Xiao Fan said, "I understand."

As they chatted and laughed, the two arrived at Holy Master Mountain.

It was quiet and elegant, with Immortal Qi drifting, gurgling streams, and vibrant life, truly a scene of immortal beauty.

Guarding the mountain gate was a ginseng spirit, who had transformed into the appearance of a young girl, with seven vermilion fruits on her head, her body wrapped in several large green leaves, like a small zongzi.

She curiously scrutinized the two: "Are you the ones the Holy Master wants to see?"

Su Yiyun said, "Yes, please tell the Holy Master that Xiao Fan and Su Yiyun have come to pay their respects."

"Okay, please wait a moment," the ginseng spirit said in a tender voice, then turned and disappeared into the ground.

Xiao Fan didn't speak. Just now, a System card appeared in front of him.

"Ten-Thousand-Year Ginseng Spirit: Born a million years ago. Ten thousand years ago, Qing Yu enlightened her, giving her sentience, allowing her to transform into human form. Consuming her can grant eternal life."

So the Holy Master's name is Qing Yu.

Good heavens, the System must think I'm dying too slowly. This is clearly the Holy Master's attendant. If I eat her, won't the Holy Master eat me?

Besides that.

I'm not some Cantonese person from a certain Blue Star; how could I possibly eat a child!

While the two were waiting, the ginseng spirit came out again. She said,

"Please come in. The Holy Master is in the bamboo forest."

When she felt the aggressive gaze in Xiao Fan's eyes, she was startled. Why did this person feel like he wanted to brew her into tea?

Frightened, she immediately burrowed into the ground and dared not approach Xiao Fan by even half a step.

"What did you do to her? She seems very afraid of you."

"Oh, maybe I'm just too handsome, and she's shy," Xiao Fan said indifferently.

Forget it, it's not easy to Cultivate into a spirit. I'll eat one that's easier to Cultivate into a spirit next time.

On Holy Master Mountain, Su Yiyun and Xiao Fan maintained a certain distance, not daring to have any intimate actions.

Soon, the two arrived in front of the bamboo forest.

In the forest, a graceful woman in a light cyan immortal robe, with hair like a waterfall, and a pair of small, exquisite, crystal-clear jade feet, was arranging a tea table beside a bamboo table.

Hearing the footsteps of the newcomers, the woman in green turned around and smiled, "You've arrived."

"Please sit down quickly."

The moment she turned her head, Xiao Fan truly understood what it meant: "A single glance back, and a hundred charms are born."

Only by truly seeing her did he feel that all the rhetoric in the world seemed so pale and powerless when applied to her.

It simply couldn't describe even a fraction of her stunning beauty.

A pair of willow-like eyebrows, astonishingly beautiful peach-blossom eyes, skin so tender and smooth it seemed it could break with a touch, slightly upturned vermilion lips that were lively and alluring, perfectly beautiful.

He felt like he was about to make a decision that would be an act of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.

However, though he thought this in his heart, his face remained full of righteousness and earnestness.

"Thank you, Holy Master."

He and Su Yiyun walked over together and sat down beside the bamboo table.

As the saying goes, 'to catch, first release.' The position he chose was the farthest from the Holy Master.

The graceful Holy Master in green raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat teasingly, "What, am I that scary?"

Xiao Fan tried his best to appear bewildered.

He stammered, unable to speak smoothly:

"No, no, my mother said that one should be respectful to Elders, to admire from afar and not to profane, no, it's to hold reverence."

Qing Yu also smiled, a touch of blush appearing on her face, "You're quite the talker. Remember to give my regards to your mother when you go home."

Su Yiyun was dumbfounded. He, shy?

However, when she saw the Holy Master's beauty, she instantly understood.

This guy... She dared not think further.

"Do you know why I called you here?" the Holy Master asked.

Su Yiyun replied, "Please enlighten us, Holy Master."

Xiao Fan also said, "This Disciple does not know."

The Holy Master smiled faintly, saying something irrelevant, "Nothing, I just wanted to see the future of the Holy Land. Not bad, you are both people with boundless futures."

As the three chatted and laughed, the Holy Master also brewed tea while speaking, adding some for Xiao Fan at the right moment.

Su Yiyun also noticed something amiss. Something was wrong; not only was Xiao Fan problematic, but even the Holy Master was.

She politely said, "Holy Master, please allow me to handle such a small matter as brewing tea. Why trouble yourself?"

Saying this, she reached out to take the teacup.

The Holy Master, however, said, "No, I prefer the art of tea."

Su Yiyun insisted, but the Holy Master did not back down.

Only Xiao Fan couldn't understand what these two were doing.

Suddenly, the Holy Master sniffed with her exquisite nose, her smile fading, and she said faintly,

"Xiao Fan, why do you have Yi Yun's scent on you?"

Huh?

Xiao Fan was stunned. What kind of focus was that?

She only linked arms with him; you can smell that? However, there was a hint of seriousness in her tone.

A feeling of unease rose in Xiao Fan's heart, fearing that if he couldn't answer, something bad would happen.

"Holy Master, are you going to meddle in our private affairs too?" Su Yiyun smiled, asserting her claim.

As a woman, Su Yiyun had a strong sense of crisis.

No one could accept their man having another woman by his side.

Not even the Holy Master!

"Nothing, just a little curious."

There was also a hint of solemnity in the Holy Master's eyes as she looked at Su Yiyun.

With her eyesight, she could even discern the relationship between Su Yiyun and Xiao Fan.

Damn it!

Xiao Fan somewhat understood why there was a Shura Field prompt.

Those two are about to fight. Who should I help?