Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

Bai Suzhen smiled indulgently, her slender fingertips gently tracing Wang Xuan's cheek, and said softly, "My lord, you should think carefully about how you will deal with it if it really is her who comes looking for you."

Wang Xuan raised his hands high, feeling the smooth texture beneath his clothes, and smiled, "One hand to apologize, the other to offer my condolences. My wife, I've prepared both hands, how about that?"

"Mmm~" Bai Suzhen's beautiful eyes were filled with spring, and she let out a soft, charming moan.

Wang Xuan immediately stood up, took the initiative, and leaned down to gently press her down.

Bai Suzhen gently pressed her jade hand against the door, turned her head slightly to look outside, and softly reminded him, "My lord, it seems someone is coming."

Wang Xuan looked surprised and muttered, "Huh? No way."

Almost simultaneously, the entire city of Qiantang was in an uproar.

People in the streets and alleys all stopped and looked up, only to see a group of fairies in flowing robes riding on clouds and carrying sedan chairs, walking through the air.

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell, echoing throughout the city.

"My God! Someone's flying in the sky!!"

"The one sitting inside the sedan chair must be a fairy!"

"Why are they heading towards the county government office? Are they here specifically to see the county magistrate?"

The whole city was in an uproar. Everyone was spreading the word that a fairy had descended to earth and come to the county government specifically to find Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan and Bai Suzhen quickly straightened their clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Looking up, one could see Leng Huazhi flying in the air at the forefront, followed by four beautiful maids dressed in pink dresses and draped in light gauze, carrying an exquisite and magnificent fairy sedan chair, riding the wind and clouds, flying towards this side.

The sedan chair was exquisitely carved, with pale pink gauze curtains hanging down. When the wind blew, the curtains swayed gently, faintly revealing a peerless face, which was none other than Leng Bingxin, the Palace Master of Xuan Nu Palace.

Bai Suzhen looked around and asked softly, "My lord, isn't that the palace master?"

"Ugh~"

Wang Xuan responded softly, her heart filled with confusion.

No matter what, it's impossible for Leng Bingxin to pinpoint his location so quickly.

At this moment, Daoji appeared before Wang Xuan with a casual smile: "Benefactor Wang."

Daoji didn't want to come, but he sensed that there might be some trouble between them, and since it was Daoji who brought them here, he decided to come and see anyway.

If there is any misunderstanding, he can mediate and make peace.

Wang Xuan suddenly realized: "You brought them here?"

"Yes, we met by chance. I saw they were looking for you, so I brought them along."

Damn you, Daoji! Your intentions are good, but who gave you permission to set off?

Just because I asked you to do something once, do you have to "repay" me like this?

But at that moment, the celestial palanquin slowly landed on the ground.

Wang Xuan forced a gentle smile: "You're a really nice person."

Daoji raised an eyebrow, then asked hesitantly, "You...you don't have any grudge against each other, do you?"

Wang Xuan replied calmly, "No."

Upon hearing this, Daoji breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'm relieved. Palace Master, you two talk, I'll be leaving now."

He flickered and vanished in an instant.

Leng Bingxin was stunningly beautiful, her pretty face covered with a layer of frost, her brows slightly furrowed, and her gaze fixed directly on Wang Xuan.

Although his attire and hairstyle were slightly different, she could tell at a glance that it was him.

Wang Xuan met her cool yet angry gaze and found her strangely endearing. Without pretending to be a stranger, he calmly called out, "Palace Master."

Seeing that Wang Xuan recognized her openly and did not pretend not to know her, Leng Bingxin's frustration eased a little.

A hint of displeasure flashed in her cold eyes, and her voice, clear yet melodious, asked, "Should I call you Wang Xuan or Xiao Xuan?"

Wang Xuan sighed inwardly, thank goodness, they didn't draw their swords right away.

He came up with a flimsy excuse, trying to argue, "Actually, I meant my name is Xiao Xuan. My mother-in-law used to call me that when she was alive. Maybe I misspoke and didn't say it clearly that day. Wang Xuan or Wang Xiao Xuan, you can call me whatever you like, Palace Master."

What Wang Xuan said is true.

The old woman who found him didn't like Wang Xuan calling her "Grandma," and only wanted him to call her "Grandma."

Back then, my mother-in-law always called him Xiaoxuan.

After the Lunar New Year, he plans to return to his hometown again to sweep the tombs and pay respects.

"Wang Xiaoxuan." Leng Bingxin chuckled lightly, then changed the subject, her gaze sharp, "What about the identity of the successor of that Heavenly Mountain Sect?"

Wang Xuan felt helpless. He had already explained it in the letter, so why ask again?

He could only smile apologetically and explain, "To be honest, I plan to go to Tianshan Sect to become a disciple after the New Year. So giving me the Dragon Saliva Dew is not a mistake."

After all, what he did was indeed dishonorable, and he was in the wrong from the start, having tricked the Xuan Nu Palace out of its sect's most precious treasure.

He will not appear subservient, nor will he appear arrogant.

Tang San's behavior is unacceptable!

Leng Bingxin remained silent for a moment.

At this moment, Yan Zhi, Xiao Qing, Ming Zhu, Nie Xiaoqian, and others from the courtyard arrived one after another, all looking at the woman in the sedan chair with suspicion.

Leng Bingxin glanced at it lightly.

Wang Xuan's mansion is home to so many stunningly beautiful female demons and ghosts.

She mistakenly thought that Wang Xuan had been fighting demons for many years, which was why he had some demonic aura left on him.

Leng Huazhi, who had been holding back for a long time, saw the palace master remain silent and immediately snorted coldly: "You still have the nerve to say that it's not a mistake? Quickly return the Dragon Saliva Dew to us."

Wang Xuan smiled helplessly: "There's only one empty bottle left. Do you still want it?"

"You!" Leng Huazhi's chest trembled with anger, both anxious and furious: "The Dragon Saliva Dew is such a precious treasure, painstakingly refined by the Palace Master specifically to resist the Blood Demon's corruption, and you just used it without warning?"

Wang Xuan chuckled inwardly. No need. Why would I need to trick them?

However, if Leng Bingxin had come earlier, that Dragon Saliva Dew would indeed not have been used yet.

That hateful Five-Tong God not only caused him to lose the Dragon Saliva Dew for nothing, but also made him unjustly smear his face with the fragrance of peony.

Xiaoqing seemed to understand but not quite, but that didn't stop her from asking, "Then why don't you just have your palace master condense another one?"

Leng Huazhi rolled her eyes and impatiently retorted, "What do you know? Do you think it's something you can just do whenever you want?"

"So what do you want to do? Do you still want to... Waaaaah!"

Wang Xuan had already reached Xiao Qing's side, covered her mouth, and then looked at Leng Bingxin inside the sedan chair, smiling as he said, "Palace Master, since you opened the envelope, you must have received news about the Blood Demon, right? I am willing to help you suppress the Blood Demon together."

Upon hearing this, Leng Bingxin's pretty face flushed with a shy blush, but fortunately, it was not noticeable because of the pink veil covering it.

There's actually no news about the Blood Demon anywhere.

She simply couldn't resist wanting to see what Wang Xuan had written to her.

Who would have thought that it would contain such a thing? My excitement vanished instantly.