“Feng Feiyun you liar, didn’t you say your cultivation was gone and didn’t have much time left. Well, you look perfectly fine right now.” Nalan Xuejian appeared in the village, wearing a green Buddhist dress that was quite elegant just like a flower. She was furious, having nearly cried her eyes out from being tricked.

　　Feiyun thought that he had successfully made her give up. Who would have thought that she remained so stubborn and kept on searching for him?

　　‘Looks like I have underestimated her.’ Feiyun thought.

　　He smiled and said: “I met an incredible doctor who restored my cultivation. Xuejian, aren’t you cultivating Buddhism with Monk Jiu Rou? Why did you run off to this place?”

　　“The monk got something important to do at the capital so I snuck out.” She actually believed the whole doctor saving him. Her eyes rolled around and noticed Yu’er standing next to Feiyun and they started glaring like an angry little hen.

　　She angrily said with animosity: “Feiyun, get over here.”

　　“Coming.” Feiyun strolled over leisurely with both hands behind his back.

　　“Who is that?” Xuejian hugged his arm with both hands before looking at Yu’er, seemingly declaring her owners.h.i.+p over Feiyun.

　　Luo Yu’er also stared at Xuejian in surprise, thinking that the girl was too beautiful.

　　The two looked like a match made in heaven. However, she couldn’t help touching her face in comparison, thinking that she wasn’t inferior in any way.

　　Feiyun ignored the girl grabbing his arm and smiled: “Let me introduce you two, this is the lord of WItch G.o.d Temple, Heavenly Witchcraft G.o.ddess, Luo Yu’er. And over there, Yu’er, is Master Formless. And… this here is Nalan Xuejian, my younger sister…”

　　“Not blood-related.” Nalan Xuejian emphasized since she was cautious of Yu’er. The girl was very beautiful on top of having high status so she felt pressured. [1]

　　Meanwhile, Formless sat by the creek and showed no emotion, seemingly meditating.

　　“Nice to meet you, Master Nalan.” Yu’er politely performed a courteous gesture.

　　Feiyun’s brows slightly furrowed. It was fine for Yu’er to call Xuejian “Master” because the latter was wearing a Buddhist robe. However, it sounded as if Yu’er had some playful animosity behind her words too, as if reminding Xuejian that she was a Buddhist and shouldn’t be too close with Feiyun.

　　But why? This was their first meeting and Yu’er always had a friendly temper and should get along with Xuejian. Maybe Xuejian gave her a bad impression earlier?

　　Xuejian was a carefree girl but womanly intuition told her that Yu’er definitely had some ideas towards Feng Feiyun or Feiyun had some feelings for Yu’er. She specifically searched for Feiyun in order to stop him from mingling with other girls, so how could she be happy right now?

　　“I heard the Heavenly Witchcraft G.o.ddess is extremely pure and will never like men, isn’t that true?” Xuejian smiled deviously.

　　“Yes.” Yu’er nodded and responded quietly while gritting her teeth.

　　“I feel familiarity at first sight and want to be your friend. Can we talk in private?” Xuejian heaved a sigh of relief but her hostility didn’t stop there.

　　Feng Feiyun knew that this girl was up to no good and wanted to say something but Yu’er had already agreed.

　　This surprised him. He started thinking that Yu’er isn’t that timid either and is taking Nalan Xuejian on, albeit in a low-key manner.

　　Nalan Xuejian and Luo Yu’er walked to the other side of the village and disappeared from sight. Feng Feiyun and Formless found a stone table and sat down.

　　Formless told him the current situation right now. It turned out that everyone knows about the match between him and the young lord. That’s the reason why he and Xuejian came here to find him.

　　“The girl must be giving you quite a headache and halting your cultivation.” Feng Feiyun said.

　　Formless, pure as a lotus, smiled and said: “Miss Nalan is vivacious, innocent, kind-hearted, on top of being deeply in love with you. Do you know what she kept repeating along the way?”

　　Feiyun smiled and didn’t answer.

　　Formless copied Xuejian’s tone: “Feng Feiyun must be flirting everywhere, that guy won’t change even if someone puts a blade on his neck, leaving romantic debts everywhere, and that’s why I need to put a leash on him.”