Quick Wear: White Lotus Strategy Diary

Chapter 125 The Cold Senior Sister Ran Away from Home 3

Many years later, Ji Guang always regretted it whenever he thought back to this day.

He had imagined countless times whether if he had caught up with the senior sister that time, she would not have abandoned him.

At this time, everyone looked at Situ Qian's departing back in confusion, not knowing that their senior sister never looked back after turning around this time.

“Senior Sister, what is this…?” Li Hao’s eyes were filled with confusion.

Ruan Mengmeng was a little angry. What was the point of giving her the unwanted garbage?

The master just favors her a little, but this senior sister is so jealous.

If I can become closer to my master in the future...

Thinking about it, Ruan Mengmeng's anger subsided. She thought Situ Qian was a worldly person, jealous and vying for favors, no different from the women in the backyard of the human world.

On this side, Situ Qian set up a barrier as soon as he returned to his residence.

She must practice hard so that when the time comes, no one can stop her from leaving the sect.

After all, Bai Zhichen is in the late Mahayana stage, and the other concubines in the heroine's harem are all at the peak of the Mahayana stage and are just one step away from ascending to the upper realm.

The realms are: Qi Refining (10 levels), Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Refining, Fusion, and Mahayana.

Except for Qi Refining, the others are divided into early, middle, late and peak stages.

I am currently only in the initial stage of transformation, and I need to work hard to quickly improve my cultivation.

Situ Qian began to scroll desperately, and this scroll reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.

When Situ Qian appeared in the sect again, everyone was stunned.

In just one month, he had advanced from the initial stage to the final stage, and the disciples were all stunned.

After hearing the rumor, Bai Zhichen took the initiative to summon Situ Qian over.

"Master." Situ Qian walked in and saluted with his palm against the back of his hand.

Of course, his back was still straight and his head never lowered.

It seemed that his disciple had changed a little. In the past, she always looked at him with some tears in her eyes.

Now her eyes are full of alienation and she is indifferent to the world.

It seems to be far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, forming a school of its own.

Bai Zhichen was stunned by his own thoughts. After a long while, he asked, "Why did you give the Falling Moon Sword to Mengmeng?"

After saying this, Bai Zhichen realized that he had said the wrong thing. He summoned Situ Qian to ask about his cultivation.

Situ Qian was stunned for a moment, then returned to a blank expression and said, "Junior Sister is more suitable for that sword."

"And I have my own sword." After he finished speaking, the sword in Situ Qian's hand appeared.

Unlike the elegant and graceful falling moon, the sword in Situ Qian's hand was completely black, with only the sword body emitting a faint light.

Bai Zhichen was really stunned this time, and after a long while he spoke, "Mengmeng, I will find a sword that is more suitable for her. Luoyue, you can take it back."

As he spoke, a sword appeared out of thin air in the hall and flew to Situ Qian.

Situ Qian didn't reach out to take it, but refused in a cold tone: "Since it has been given to Junior Sister, it belongs to Junior Sister."

"A sword cannot have two owners. I already have the sword I want."

Bai Zhichen was speechless, he waved his sword lightly and disappeared on the spot.

The hall fell silent again. Bai Zhichen reluctantly asked again, "Your cultivation level increased so quickly. Did you take a shortcut?"

Situ Qian replied calmly, "No."

Bai Zhichen nodded. He believed Situ Qian, but he still gave a few suggestions.

Situ Qian nodded in agreement one by one.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Bai Zhichen asked again.

Situ Qian shook her head.

No one spoke for a long while, and the hall fell into silence again.

Bai Zhichen pursed his thin lips and looked at Situ Qian with some confusion.

In the past, every time this disciple came to me, she would talk endlessly with me, and every time she would be reluctant to leave and shut up after I sent her away.

"If you have nothing else to do, please leave." Bai Zhichen said.

"Disciple, I'll take my leave." Situ Qian raised his hand, saluted, and left.

After finding a bamboo forest, Tu Qian began to practice sword.

Wherever the sword wind goes, no grass grows. The movements are elegant, but every move is deadly.

"Good! This fellow Taoist has profound swordsmanship! His movements are clean and sharp, and every strike of his sword carries a hidden killing intent! Good! Really good!"

A male voice suddenly came, followed by applause.

Situ Qian heard the sound and looked over, only to see a young man in red standing under the bamboo forest.

He looked at Situ Qian with a smile on his face, his eyes full of admiration.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, a carefree look between his brows and a rebellious temperament.

Situ Qian didn't say anything, just glanced at him.

Jing Yumiao straightened up unconsciously and allowed the cold fairy not far away to look at him.

The next second, Situ Qian turned around and was about to leave, and Jing Yumiao hurriedly flew over.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"