Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

Wangyue Pavilion is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Qingyun City, surrounded by shops with a wide variety of goods.

Ye Qingci walked along the street and soon entered a women's clothing store.

This clothing store has an exquisite storefront with the words "Jinxiu Pavilion" written on it.

The Jinxiu Pavilion was decorated in an extremely luxurious manner, with various kinds of silks and satins hanging on the walls, all of which were extremely precious materials.

Only the most powerful and wealthy people and cultivators in Qingyun City dare to set foot here and spend money.

Ye Qingci walked in calmly and composedly, showing no sign of inferiority despite her filthy clothes and disheveled appearance, and her otherworldly demeanor remained undiminished.

The Jinxiu Pavilion was not large, but the interior was arranged in an orderly manner, with seven or eight maids dressed in light green maid uniforms standing on both sides.

Each of them was neatly dressed, dignified in demeanor, and their eyes and brows conveyed just the right amount of respect.

The moment Ye Qingci entered the store, she attracted the attention of everyone inside.

Even though her clothes were not particularly striking, her stunningly beautiful face amazed everyone present, drawing their attention.

A maid who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate and lovely features, quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and spoke in a gentle and soft voice:

"My lady, are you here to buy some clothes?"

"Hmm." Ye Qingci responded calmly, her tone cool but without a trace of arrogance.

"Then please come this way with me," the maid said quickly, stepping aside to lead the way with a gentle smile.

"These are clothes specially made by our store for immortal cultivators like you. The styles are more elegant, and the materials are all spiritually imbued cloud brocade and ice silk, which will surely match your temperament."

She had already noticed the conspicuous Immortal Sect Jade Token at Ye Qingci's waist and thought this must be a good opportunity.

After saying that, the obedient maid led Ye Qingci toward the inner room deep inside the Brocade Pavilion.

The inner room was decorated more elegantly than the front hall, and a faint, calming incense burned in the incense burner.

The clothes displayed on the shelves were also more luxurious, each piece was exquisitely crafted and subtly exuded a spiritual quality.

The shop was not crowded; most of the customers were wealthy young men dressed in fine silks and satins and female cultivators in sect attire, all exuding an air of arrogance.

One of the tall, thin young men, dressed in luxurious clothes, stood out conspicuously.

He was dressed in a royal blue brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist, and a jade pendant of excellent quality hanging from the belt.

With a sharp, pointed face and an arrogant air about him, he was loudly berating a maid beside him in an extremely harsh tone.

"You dare give my wife these tattered clothes?"

His words were extremely harsh, and he even couldn't help but raise his hand and slap the maid across the face, showing no mercy whatsoever.

The young man was also embracing a beautiful young woman dressed in a pink gauze dress with glamorous makeup.

But seeing her maid being humiliated, she showed no sympathy whatsoever. Instead, she giggled and leaned against the young man, her fingertips lightly tracing his chest, her eyes filled with schadenfreude.

"Young master is absolutely right. These crudely made things are indeed unworthy of me."

The moment Ye Qingci entered the room, the slender young man's attention was completely diverted.

He stopped criticizing the maid, his gaze fixed on Ye Qingci, a frivolous smile playing on his lips, completely ignoring the beautiful woman beside him.

The maid whispered to Ye Qingci, "Fairy, please take a look at these clothes. They are all the latest styles. See if they suit your taste."

"In my opinion, none of the clothes here are worthy of the fairy's extraordinary beauty."

The tall, thin young man walked forward with his head held high and chest out, and began to speak to himself.

The beautiful woman accompanying him had a slightly somber expression, showing dissatisfaction, but dared not say anything. She was nothing more than his plaything and did not have the guts to thwart his interests.

But then she suddenly noticed the Immortal Sect Jade Token on Ye Qingci's waist. Just as she was about to remind him, Ye Qingci had already reacted.

Ye Qingci sighed, seemingly exhausted by the endless harassment.

"roll."

"What?"

The young master seemed incredulous. His Xu family was one of the most prominent families in Qingyun City, and they were even related to the city lord.

From childhood to adulthood, he lived a life of luxury, surrounded by admirers. He was never told to "get out," and no one dared to say a harsh word to him!

After Ye Qingci finished speaking, she didn't give him another glance and turned to look at the clothes on the shelf.

But Xu Yun wouldn't let it go. Although he was angered by Ye Qingci's attitude, he was also captivated by her beauty. He took a step forward and reached out to pull her sleeve.

"bass!"

A flash of cold light appeared inside the shop, and Ye Qingci's longsword instantly drew half an inch from its sheath.

At that moment, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the commotion.

"If you dare to take another step closer, I will kill you with my sword."

Ye Qingci spoke in a deep voice, and the shop was already completely silent, with only her chilling voice echoing in the room.

No one could have imagined that such an ethereal fairy could unleash such a powerful killing intent.

She has always despised arrogant and domineering spoiled brats who bully the weak.

If her cultivation had been intact in the past, such an arrogant person would have already become a dead soul under her sword, and would not have had the chance to speak at all.

However, her meridians were damaged, and she could not fully exert her cultivation. Not wanting to make a big fuss and attract more trouble, she barely suppressed her killing intent.

Even though Ye Qingci's meridians were severely damaged, her cultivation foundation remained intact, and the pressure emanating from a high-level cultivator was still terrifying.

Xu Yun was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. He was used to bullying men and women by relying on his family's power and was arrogant. He had never seen such a fierce aura before.

Upon seeing this, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Fairy...Fairy...Fairy, spare my life!"

Seeing this, Ye Qingci raised his hand, pointing his finger at the maid he had just humiliated, his tone showing no softening:

"Apologize to her, then get out of here."

That terrifying aura could probably only be truly felt by being there in person; in any case, Xu Yun was already terrified and his face turned ashen.

"Okay...okay! I apologize, I'll leave right away!"

Xu Yun nodded frantically, then turned to the maid and stammered, "I...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you, I shouldn't have scolded you."

The maid was so frightened that she trembled all over and quickly waved her hand, indicating that she dared not make a fuss.

Seeing this, Xu Yun dared not linger any longer. He grabbed the beautiful woman beside him, whose face was still pale, and fled from the Brocade Pavilion without looking back.

His disheveled appearance was a stark contrast to his earlier arrogance.

Watching the two figures flee in panic, Ye Qingci withdrew her gaze, sheathed her longsword, and softened her tone: "Let's continue the introduction."

"Oh... okay."

The maid, recovering from the shock she had just experienced, quickly composed herself, gathered her thoughts, and cautiously began introducing the clothing in the shop to Ye Qingci.

With the help of her maid, Ye Qingci quickly changed into a white gauze dress that suited her temperament. The cool and smooth fabric clung to her skin, and the sticky and uncomfortable feeling finally faded away.

She appeared even more elegant and refined.

The maid looked at Ye Qingci in her white dress with amazement in her eyes and said with a smile, "Fairy, this dress suits you so well."

It just seems like something's missing...

The maid seemed to suddenly remember something, her eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled Ye Qingci to a counter to introduce it to her:

"Fairy, look at this—this is our latest product, called the Evil-Repelling Ice Silk White Socks. It is made of thousand-year-old ice silkworm silk, which is not only cool and comfortable to wear, but also can ward off evil spirits. It is most suitable for immortals like you."

Ye Qingci has always been conservative by nature. After years of cultivation, she has always worn only the simplest and most elegant clothes and has never seen such a novel style before.

Her fingertips gently brushed against the ice silk fabric, and the cool, smooth touch instantly made her eyes widen in surprise. She unconsciously murmured to herself.

"Who...would wear socks like that?"

.......

On the other side, Xu Yun stumbled back to the Xu residence, his face full of resentment and anger, his chest heaving violently.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His anger was hard to quell, so he simply sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and waited sullenly for his brother Xu Yu to return.

His older brother is an inner disciple of the Fuyou Sect with profound cultivation. As long as his brother returns, he will definitely be able to help him take revenge.

Before long, Xu Yu walked into the courtyard with a deep expression, clearly worried about the safety and predicament of Qingyun City.

Seeing this, Xu Yun immediately stood up, quickly walked forward, grabbed Xu Yu's sleeve, and said in an urgent and aggrieved tone:

"Hey bro, you're finally back! I got bullied!"

The somber look on Xu Yu's face softened slightly. She looked down at Xu Yun and spoke calmly:

"What's wrong? Gone into trouble again?"

He knew his younger brother all too well; he was always idle and caused trouble by relying on the power of the Xu family, never giving anyone a moment's peace.

Xu Yun quickly recounted everything that had just happened at Jinxiu Pavilion to Xu Yu.

Xu Yun embellished her account of how Ye Qingci had scolded and humiliated her, but made no mention of how she had first bullied the maid and then offended Ye Qingci. She concluded by indignantly saying:

"Brother, you must help me get revenge! That woman went too far; she doesn't respect the Xu family at all!"

But after hearing all this, Xu Yu's expression didn't turn angry; instead, her brows furrowed tightly.

"You spend all day in Qingyun City, instead of cultivating properly, all you think about is these competitive and trouble-making things?"

He knows his brother all too well; this matter is definitely not as simple as he claims.

Qingyun City is now fraught with danger. If the Xu family is not careful, they will be doomed. They can no longer afford to provoke people they shouldn't.

Xu Yun was taken aback by Xu Yu's reprimand, then retorted defiantly:

"Brother, you're cultivating at the Fuyou Sect every day, and I'm the only male left in this huge Xu family mansion. Isn't the Xu family counting on me to carry on the family line? I've suffered such a great injustice, and instead of helping me get revenge, you're criticizing me?"

"To carry on the family line?" Xu Yu sneered. "If all the offspring are like you, I think it would be better if my Xu family line ended!"

After saying that, Xu Yu shook off Xu Yun's hand and left.

"Big brother—"

"Hmph, so what if he's just a disciple of the Fuyou Sect? What's he so arrogant about!"

Xu Yun watched Xu Yu's retreating figure, stomped her foot angrily, and muttered to herself, but a hint of jealousy welled up in her heart.

Becoming a disciple of one of the five great immortal sects is something many people dream of.

His elder brother not only entered the Fuyou Sect but also became an inner disciple. This honor filled him with envy and jealousy, yet he was helpless to change it.