Xuanxia

Chapter 629 Thoughts
The oil lamp flickered slightly and the gauze curtains swayed slightly.

Fu Qingzhou closed the door with his backhand and looked ahead at the familiar person sitting with his back to him.

Qiu Chan was sitting in front of the dressing table. She didn't seem surprised by his arrival. She held her long hair and slowly braided it into a long braid in her hands. Her beautiful eyes looked through the mirror and looked directly at Fu Qingzhou.

"You came."

She spoke softly, but her tone was not very enthusiastic, and even a little depressed.

Fu Qingzhou nodded and strode forward: "I'll take you away now..."

"do not come!"

Qiu Chan suddenly shouted anxiously and turned her head.

Fu Qingzhou was startled, and before he could react, he hit his head against an invisible "wall"!
There was clearly nothing there, but his head felt like it had hit a piece of steel plate a foot thick. Even with his current level of strength, his teeth were almost loosened by the shock. His head was buzzing and he took two steps back.

"Master won't let me leave."

Seeing his appearance, Qiu Chan sighed: "Is it easy for you to come here all the way?"

Fu Qingzhou touched his red forehead and hummed.

"It's because they know that you can't take me away." Qiu Chan sighed, "You are no longer the same as before. There is no need for them to offend you, and it is even more impossible for them to disobey Master. It's better to let you in... Anyway, you can't take me away."

Fu Qingzhou frowned.

He stretched out his hand, probing and groping in the empty space ahead.

No one knew what Master Baihe had done, but Qiu Chan was now trapped in a very small, invisible cage. The cage had no gaps at all and simply surrounded her and her dressing table.

"Is this... a recipe for imprisoning the immortal?"

Fu Qingzhou thought of something and his expression changed slightly.

Qiu Chan shook her head: "It's not important..."

As she spoke, she raised her head, with a strange light flashing in her eyes: "I am very happy that you can come."

"What are you talking about? This is not like you." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Since I'm here, I have to take you away."

Having said that, he had already put his hand on his lower back.

At least, he still has a German sword, maybe he can give it a try...

But the next moment, he heard Qiu Chan ask: "Really? Why do you want to take me away?"

Fu Qingzhou's hand that was touching the sword paused.

It was not until then that he and Qiu Chan actually looked into each other's eyes.

From the moment he entered the room, he was thinking about snatching her away. Perhaps out of shyness or some other reason, he never looked at Qiu Chan seriously... until this question.

Looking at the expectation and tenderness that flashed in Qiu Chan's eyes, Fu Qingzhou's heart seemed to be pierced by an electric current.

Zhao Hao had asked him this question some time ago, but he did not give a direct answer.

At this point, he had to answer.

After a moment of silence, Fu Qingzhou slowly said: "I can't watch you marry someone else."

Qiu Chan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she said softly: "You knew about this matter not long ago, right? Do you know who the other party is? Do you know why Master wants me to marry him? Do you know what Master is planning?"

"I don't know." Fu Qingzhou shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't care."

"…If you don't care about these, then what about Hua Wuying and his Xuanmeng?"

Qiu Chan bit her lip and asked again, "You have invited many sects to the Xuanmeng Grand Ceremony in recent months. I believe you came to Ziqi Xianfeng Temple for this purpose... If I follow you, what will you do?"

"Also, what are you going to do with Tang Jiao? She's still waiting for you in the capital. If I just follow you, who am I to you? How are you going to tell her?"

"I……"

Fu Qingzhou fixed his eyes and wanted to speak, but in the end he did not speak, but took a deep breath. After a while, he reorganized his emotions and said slowly: "It doesn't matter, none of this matters."

"Why isn't it important?"

Qiu Chan raised a charming but sad smile: "You want to take me away, but you don't want to give me an identity? I will go with you, and from now on I will no longer be a disciple of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple. How are you going to place me? Can you bear the anger of the Lan family and the anger of Master for me? You also have a good sister Tang Jiao, how do you want me to view her identity beside you?"

Fu Qingzhou also laughed: "These are not problems - I have thought about these problems on the way here."

He had sorted out his mood, and naturally sorted out his words: "Since you want to know, I will tell you one by one."

"The Lan family is nothing."

Fu Qingzhou said calmly, "I don't know who Lan Jingsong is or what his identity is. Even if he is the son or grandson of the head of the Lan family, it is useless because I will do something next, something that will make everyone in the Lan family bow down to me... What's wrong with stealing their daughter-in-law? They dare not show any displeasure at all."

What he was talking about was, naturally, the matter of the Eight Kingly Swords.

Carrying the sword of destiny of the country, possessing this sword is equivalent to gaining the world and the power of the masses. For the aristocratic families, even if they cannot fully master this sword, it is a huge temptation that they absolutely cannot refuse.

Hearing him say this, Qiu Chan's eyes clearly lit up.

"As for your master..."

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "She sent you to marry into a noble family. I don't care what the reason is. It's nothing more than power and status. I can give you these things."

"It's a bit embarrassing to say this, but..."

He straightened his chest and spoke a little louder: "But now, I am also the chief disciple of Wuwei Temple, the strongest of the younger generation in the martial arts world, Qianlong, Fengtian Yiyun Tuicheng Qianlongbo, and the special envoy of Mingjian Pavilion! Whether in the martial arts world or in the court, I have a say!"

"Take this Xuanmeng Conference for example - I don't believe that your master has no intention of interfering, but how many people can compete with her?"

"The Sword Academy will not get involved in this matter; the Golden Cicada Temple is now preparing to move back to its original location, and Master Huikong will not compete for this position. At most, he will send Yuanzhen and others to show up... What about the others?"

Hearing him say this, Qiu Chan smiled, but she just said calmly: "There are also Wandu Mountain, Qiluo Palace, and even Lingjing Sect..."

"You want me to help you get through the back door?" Fu Qingzhou's expression became a little strange.

Qiu Chan blinked: "Maybe this way, Master will be happier?"

"Maybe..."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes: "Senior, you will indeed be happier."

Qiu Chan was startled: "What do you mean?"

"You are not Qiu Chan at all." Fu Qingzhou grinned: "I noticed when you smiled just now. Your smile reveals too much resentment and misery. If Qiu Chan was really here, she might question me, but she would probably be more aggressive... Are you Senior Baihe Zhenren?"

"Qiu Chan's" eyes changed instantly, becoming somewhat sharp.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. You are still so smart."

Soon, the sharpness in her eyes disappeared, and then she laughed and waved her sleeves.

The wide sleeves brushed across her face, and when the sleeves fell down, her expression had changed.

"Qiu Chan" disappeared, and in her place appeared a very beautiful mature woman.

Her age could not be determined at first glance, as her eyes showed a strong sense of vicissitudes of life, her skin was as white as cream, her eyebrows and eyes were like smoke, and her lips were as red as blood. She looked charming, but there was a strong air of being out of this world and being a fairy in her glance.

Fu Qingzhou sighed helplessly, clasped his fists and bowed: "Junior greets Senior Baihe."

"Humph."

Baihe Zhenren raised his mouth and smiled coldly: "You broke into my mountain gate and robbed my disciple, Fu Qingzhou, you are so bold. You are so arrogant, why are you still modest? I think you are almost my senior."

"..."

Fu Qingzhou straightened his back and asked slowly, "Senior, please tell me what you want."

Baihe Zhenren smiled charmingly and said softly, "Didn't we finish the topic just now? Let's continue. Didn't you say that you can give me power and status? Can you deal with the Lan family, and then what? Can you help me get the position of leader of the Xuan League? Or do you have other bargaining chips?"

(End of this chapter)