495: Chapter 495 He grabbed his master and ran away

Light and shadows shifted as mountains and rivers streaked past.

Within a few breaths, Qin Wushang's figure stepped out from a rift in the Void Realm and landed steadily before the gates of Baixian Tower.

At this moment, the area before Baixian Tower was bustling with activity; prodigies from all directions and young talents from various races had gathered, making it as lively as a grand temple fair in the mortal world.

Qin Wushang's white clothes fluttered, his aura proud and aloof, while a faint immortal light subtly swirled around him.

The moment he appeared, he was like a star in the night sky, instantly capturing the gaze of everyone present.

At first, it was just a few curious glances, but in an instant, the pupils of many prodigies from various immortal Sects constricted as they recognized him at once.

"It's Qin Wushang!"

"Holy crap! It's the number one ranker! I actually ran into him here!!"

"He's the Prodigy of our Five Domains and Two Heavens! The first place winner! He even suppressed the so-called descendants of Immortal Kings!"

"As expected, his aura is extraordinary. Just by standing there, he makes the surrounding prodigies seem dull in comparison!"

"He took first place under the name Mo Cang, and the Immortal Lord personally renamed him. Who else in the world possesses such an honor?"

As the discussions spread, countless gazes simultaneously focused on him.

Many female cultivators from various Sects looked on in awe, their eyes sparkling. Unable to suppress their admiration and attraction, they gathered around him in small groups.

A pretty female cultivator dressed in a jade-green robe stepped forward first. With a smile in her eyes, she spoke softly.

"Young Master Qin, your talent is peerless and your Dao reaches the heavens. I wonder if you are in need of followers?"

"I am willing to follow you with all my heart, to serve you faithfully and never leave your side."

As a Prodigy of the Immortal Domain herself, she knew that if she could win over this top-ranked candidate from the Lower Realm, she would truly hit the jackpot.

Another female cultivator in purple stepped forward with poise and spoke quite boldly.

"A man like Young Master Qin deserves an exceptional Dao Companion. I come from a top-tier immortal Sect backed by a Half-step Immortal King. My Aptitude and appearance are both top-notch. I am willing to become your Dao Companion and tread the path of immortality together."

Such words caused a massive stir.

This was too outrageous!

Yet, such was the way of the world!

Mediocre people are buried in the dust, their myriad hardships ignored.

Prodigies hang high in the starry river, their every flaw covered by glory.

When you are as brilliant as the stars, in the eyes of the world, you are flawless.

A bold female cultivator giggled.

"If Young Master Qin needs assistance in his cultivation, we are willing to serve as Cauldrons to help your progress soar. We ask for no status, only to remain by your side."

In an instant, a chorus of feminine voices surrounded him with various offers. The surrounding male prodigies watched with envy and jealousy, wishing they could step forward and offer up their own backsides.

But no one dared!

After all, Qin Wushang's fists were incredibly tough!

Qin Wushang frowned slightly, his expression indifferent, wanting to avoid these entanglements directly.

Right then!

A cold, moon-like aura slowly drifted from the void.

The crowd instantly fell silent.

A slender and exquisite figure slowly stepped through the air.

She wore a moon-colored flowing cloud dress, her black hair fluttering in the breeze. Her face was cold and ethereal, her aura like a banished immortal from the Moon Palace.

It was indeed Chu Yuehua.

She had arrived!

She didn't speak, but simply stood quietly in mid-air. A faint layer of moon-like immortal charm naturally radiated from her, causing the expressions of many beings to change.

"You're here."

Qin Wushang stepped forward and grabbed Chu Yuehua's jade-like hand.

That expression said it all!

My woman is still this magnificent and peerless!

What do you lot even count for?

A bunch of eyesores!

"Let's go, let's go! What are you standing there for? Do you think if you throw yourself at him, he'll actually like you?"

A young man scolded the woman he admired.

"Scram!"

"He doesn't like me! And I won't like you either! I'd rather scratch myself raw than let you have me!"

The woman was angry; she threw down those words and turned to leave.

A large area in front of the noisy Baixian Tower instantly became quiet.

Chu Yuehua turned her head, her gaze falling indifferently on Qin Wushang as she spoke calmly.

"Follow your Revered Master."

The two walked slowly and entered Baixian Tower.

"Why is Revered Master here?"

Qin Wushang asked curiously.

He had thought Chu Yuehua had already left.

"I have been at the Immortal Alliance this whole time and never left."

"I heard you were taken away by the Immortal Lord. Why exactly did she look for you?"

Chu Yuehua asked curiously.

"It was about Bingyun."

"She wanted me to show my stance, so I did."

Qin Wushang explained briefly.

To him, what had just happened was indeed not worth mentioning.

"That's it?"

Chu Yuehua was surprised.

The two held hands, looking nothing like Revered Master and disciple, but rather like a pair of divine companions as they moved through the crowd.

"That's all."

"She's likely afraid that if I obtain the Mandate of Heaven, I'll have a chance to step into the Realm of the Eternal Immortal and pose a threat to her. She was just giving me a warning in advance."

Qin Wushang analyzed slowly.

He hadn't asked, but he could guess the general idea.

"She is forging a new path, and you want to restart the old one; you are actually standing in her way."

"Do not believe everything she says."

Chu Yuehua thought for a moment and spoke to remind him.

"Mhm."

Qin Wushang nodded slightly, his fingertips playfully scratching her palm.

The two had never explicitly confessed their love or spoken of their feelings, but with their fingers interlocked now, their hearts had already quietly merged.

Neither of them spoke, simply holding each other's hand in silence, carefully guarding this unspoken understanding and tenderness.