Are you from the Tai Xuan Holy Land or the He Huan Sect?

After the crowd left, Qi Yuan cast his gaze toward Bai Xirou, who was still somewhat lost in thought, and said with a smile:

"Senior Sister, are you willing to return to the Taixuan Holy Land with me?"

Hearing this, Bai Xirou finally snapped out of her trance. She slowly raised her head, a flicker of confusion flashing in her beautiful eyes, but it quickly turned into determination, as if she had made up her mind.

"Qi... Dao Child, actually, you don't need to be so good to me. When you revealed your true identity, I finally realized how vast the gap between us is."

"Whether it is cultivation strength, status, or even our future path of the dao, it all makes me feel like you are beyond my reach."

"I am willing to join the Taixuan Holy Land, not because I dislike the place that raised me, but because only there will I have the opportunity to narrow the gap between us, so I won't become a burden to you."

As she spoke, she stared straight at Qi Yuan, her eyes shining, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Besides, for the past two months, even you, the dignified Dao Child of Tai Xuan, have had to call me Senior Sister. If I let you leave me further and further behind, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for me as your Senior Sister?"

Hearing her say this, Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but laugh:

"Senior Sister, wanting to catch up to me, the Dao Child of Tai Xuan, is probably not that easy!"

Then, with a calm expression, he took a Jade Slip from his Storage Pouch, handed it to Bai Xirou, and said solemnly:

"This Cultivation Technique is a secret that is not passed down outside of our Taixuan Holy Land. Once you master it, your cultivation will definitely advance by leaps and bounds. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me at any time."

"What Cultivation Technique is it?"

Bai Xirou frowned slightly and said hesitantly, "But I haven't officially become a Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land yet. Isn't it inappropriate for you to pass on this Cultivation Technique to me in advance..."

Qi Yuan's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile, "Don't worry, this Cultivation Technique belongs to me, so it doesn't count as a private transmission. Just take it."

"I believe that with your talent, Senior Sister, you will be able to fully comprehend it very soon."

"Alright then." Seeing his demeanor, a trace of curiosity appeared on Bai Xirou's face. She reached out and took the Jade Slip, probing it with her Divine Sense.

Suddenly, her delicate body trembled slightly, her breathing became disordered, and a flush instantly appeared on her smooth, jade-like face...

Before long, as if struck by lightning, Bai Xirou quickly withdrew her Divine Sense. Then, she shot Qi Yuan a fierce glare with her watery eyes, and said with a face full of feigned anger:

"You are really annoying! You actually used this kind of Cultivation Technique to tease me, yet you insisted on saying it was a secret not passed down in your Taixuan Holy Land. Are you actually from the Taixuan Holy Land or the Joyful Union Sect?"

Her tone held three parts of slight anger and seven parts of shyness, making her look exceptionally moving.

Qi Yuan had long expected this reaction. His expression remained unchanged, and he said seriously:

"Senior Sister, that is incorrect. As the saying goes, there are three thousand paths of the Dao, and every one of them can lead to immortality."

"This 'Yin Yang Transformation Scripture' is a proper Heaven-Grade Cultivation Technique. Practicing this Cultivation Technique can harmonize Yin and Yang and achieve the transformation of heaven and man. If used properly, you can avoid many detours on your future path of the dao."

Bai Xirou glanced at him with flushed cheeks, her tone somewhat resentful:

"You speak so eloquently; have you already practiced this with other women?"

"Of course not!"

Facing this lethal question hidden with murderous intent, Qi Yuan denied it without hesitation:

"This person Qi can swear to heaven that I have absolutely never practiced the 'Yin Yang Transformation Scripture' with any other woman before. Senior Sister, you are the first person I have shared this Cultivation Technique with..."

Hearing this, Bai Xirou unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but she still blushed and spat:

"Who cares about practicing this with you? Practice it yourself if you want."

After saying that, she shyly ran out of the main hall.

Watching Bai Xirou's flustered retreating figure, Qi Yuan sighed with a strange expression.

This brain-dead System is truly not acting like a human!

However, although Senior Sister seemed somewhat resistant just now, she still accepted the Jade Slip in the end. Could it be... that there is a chance?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but perk up, secretly thinking that he would need to put in more effort next...

...

Not long after.

Falling Cloud Valley, Outer Sect.

"Brother Qi, you are actually the Dao Child of Tai Xuan?!"

The Child of Destiny, Lin Zhen, had an extremely exaggerated expression at this moment. He looked at Qi Yuan with his mouth wide open, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Thinking that he had once called the Dao Child of Tai Xuan his brother, he couldn't help but feel like he was dreaming.

Qi Yuan smiled indifferently and nodded:

"You heard correctly. I am indeed the Dao Child of Tai Xuan. I infiltrated Falling Cloud Valley this time to foil the conspiracy of the Demon Sect. Now that the mission is accomplished, it is time for me to leave."

"Of course, no matter what my identity is, it does not affect our relationship. Remember to come find me for a drink at the Taixuan Holy Land when you have time."

"No problem."

Hearing this, Lin Zhen nodded heavily, then looked at Qi Yuan with eyes full of reverence:

"As the dignified Dao Child of Tai Xuan, you were willing to hide your name and work as a menial servant in this small place for the sake of the Righteous Path. Such high moral integrity is truly a model for us!"

"Don't mention it."

Qi Yuan waved his hand with a pained expression, "Brother Lin, please invite that Senior out. Last time, the elder said he wanted to entrust me with a task."

If he wasn't thinking about that creation mending heaven pill, he wouldn't bother wasting time with this blockhead. Wouldn't it be better to continue pursuing Senior Sister?

The next moment, a slightly surprised Voice Transmission rang in his mind:

"Little friend, I didn't expect you to condense a Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul so quickly. Truly, the younger generation is formidable. Not bad, not bad."

"Senior, you flatter me!"

A hint of humility appeared on Qi Yuan's face, "If not for Senior's timely guidance, this Junior would likely have gone astray and would never have been able to step onto the path of the heavenly dao again."

"Didn't Senior mention last time that there was something you wanted to entrust this Junior with? Now that this Junior has achieved the Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul, I dare to shamelessly disturb you, hoping to contribute a little effort."

"Hahahaha... To put it plainly, isn't it just to get the whereabouts of the creation mending heaven pill from this old man? There's no need to beat around the bush."

"However, you are very smart. This old man likes dealing with smart people, unlike that brat Lin Zhen, who is so difficult to communicate with..."

After a burst of hearty laughter, the old and deep voice continued:

"This matter is actually a long story. More than a hundred thousand years ago, two terrifying Immortals were battling in the depths of the endless Void Realm. That battle shattered the void, caused stars to fall, and even some passing Mahayana Cultivators in the Mahayana Realm were affected by the aftermath, dying in confusion."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan's expression became even more respectful, and he couldn't help but interject:

"You describe it so vividly, you must be one of those two Immortals, right?"

Immortal... what an awesome existence, and I actually ran into one.

However, the old man fell silent for a while before saying in a muffled voice:

"No, I was just that passing Mahayana Cultivator."

Qi Yuan: "..."