Su Yi glanced at the exuberant Qing Ya, but in the end, he still refused and led Yuan Heng away.

This left Qing Ya momentarily stunned. 

It was only after watching Su Yi and Yuan Heng fade into the distance that the pretty young woman returned to her senses. She slumped in dejection and muttered, “Master, do they dislike us?”

Ling Yunhe instantly felt sorry for her, and he hurriedly tried to comfort her. “How could they? It seems to me that the yao cultivator’s master still has a grudge against us, and he’s displeased about our earlier misunderstanding. Furthermore, we just happened to bump into each other. We’re neither friends nor acquaintances. It’s perfectly normal for him to refuse to travel with us.”

“Oh,” said Qing Ya. She thought for a moment, then said, “So that’s it! Argh, and here I thought pursuing the Dao meant I didn’t have to learn the ways of the world. Who would have thought that relationships between cultivators were this complicated too?”

Ling Yunhe couldn’t help but smile bitterly. You call this ‘complicated’? Girl, it’s your first time leaving the mountain. You’re just too naive. 

He took a...