"You may, but during this time, you must follow this Honored One."
Yuesu heard this and knew she couldn't escape.
Zhou Fan lifted the restrictions on her. Yuesu stood up, bowed to Zhou Fan, and said, "It's all up to Senior to decide."
Zhou Fan nodded with satisfaction. He then looked at Jiang Yan, who was still enduring, and said, "This ant, do you want to continue watching the second half of 'Qingyun Wings'?"
"What does Senior mean by that?"
Jiang Yan looked up. Zhou Fan smiled and said, "This Honored One can let you finish watching 'Qingyun Wings', but you need to exchange it for something."
"What does Senior want?"
Jiang Yan was still very eager for the special Spell 'Qingyun Wings'. With this Spell, the world was vast, and there was nowhere he couldn't go.
"There's probably nothing good in your Storage Pouch, and this Honored One doesn't need it either."
Zhou Fan's gaze fell on Jiang Yan's pendant, and he said in a gentle voice, "However, the remnant soul in your pendant seems quite extraordinary. This Honored One would like to have a private conversation with this Fellow Daoist. I wonder if this ant would be willing to part with it?"
Listening to Zhou Fan call him 'ant' repeatedly, Jiang Yan knew that this Cultivator, despite his seemingly calm demeanor, didn't think much of him at all.
Jiang Yan clenched his fists, constantly admonishing himself in his heart to endure!
The Medicine Honored One did not appear, but communicated with Jiang Yan through Divine Sense transmission, saying, "Jiang Yan, do you want this Master to have a word with that person?"
"Master, 'Qingyun Wings' is very important to me, and..."
"You don't need to say anymore."
The Medicine Honored One left the pendant and appeared between the two.
Seeing this, Zhou Fan smiled and blocked the five senses and Divine Sense of Yuesu and Jiang Yan. He casually conjured a set of chairs with a Spell and, at the same time, took out a tea set from his Storage Pouch.
After brewing tea for himself and the Medicine Woman, Zhou Fan gestured with a hand, inviting the Medicine Woman, who was still pixelated, to sit down.
The Medicine Woman picked up the teacup, intending to say that she couldn't drink tea in her remnant soul state, but after sensing it carefully for a moment, the Medicine Woman realized that the tea was greatly beneficial to the Divine Soul.
She tentatively took a small sip. Her originally almost transparent Divine Soul indeed solidified a little.
"How do you find this tea, Fellow Daoist? To acquire this Soul Nurturing Tea, which can directly nourish the Divine Soul, I traded two Low Grade Magic Treasures to the Mi family."
The Medicine Woman took another sip of Soul Nurturing Tea. Her originally empty body finally recovered some Soul Power.
She removed the pixelation covering her body and face. A pair of unsullied eyes looked at Zhou Fan, and she said in an ethereal voice.
"Fellow Daoist has taken great pains."
Zhou Fan smiled and also removed the Spell disguising his face. The two met openly. After chatting for a while, Zhou Fan took out a chessboard from his Storage Pouch.
He took white, and the Medicine Woman took black.
"Does Fellow Daoist know how to play chess?"
The Medicine Woman nodded.
"Please."
"Please."
The two played chess unhurriedly. Zhou Fan did not inquire about the Medicine Woman's background or the reasons for her current predicament, but simply chatted with her casually.
By the time the game was over, it was already dark.
The Soul Nurturing Tea was completely drunk, and the Medicine Woman's soul body had solidified considerably.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."
The Medicine Woman stood up. She performed the ancient Fellow Daoist greeting from thousands of years ago to Zhou Fan. This short half-day was indeed the most comfortable time she had experienced since becoming a remnant soul.
Zhou Fan also returned the greeting. The etiquette from thousands of years ago had not changed much from today. He put away the tea set and chessboard and removed the block on Jiang Yan and Yuesu.
After leaving with Yuesu, Zhou Fan only left one sentence: "We shall meet again if fate allows."
The Medicine Woman stood in place, watching Zhou Fan's departing back, and smiled knowingly.
"We shall meet again if fate allows."
Jiang Yan recovered and looked at the jade slip placed before him. His Divine Sense entered it, and he finally saw the complete special Spell—Qingyun Wings—as he wished.
But he wasn't happy at the moment. After quickly reading through 'Qingyun Wings', Jiang Yan looked at his Master's back, who was still standing there, gazing at the sky.
He immediately said sourly, "That Cultivator who bullied the small is gone, yet some people are still watching there."
The Medicine Woman turned around when she heard this. She glanced at her foolish and ignorant Disciple, said nothing, but simply covered her face and figure with pixelation again.
Jiang Yan was very annoyed when he saw that his Master was not guarding against outsiders, but rather against himself.
Recalling the fleeting glimpse, his Master's face, which had solidified considerably and showed even more of a Fairy's demeanor, and her proud figure that even loose ancient clothing couldn't hide, Jiang Yan spoke sarcastically.
"Some people always remind me to be careful and cautious in the Cultivation World, but then they themselves meet a strange Cultivator they don't know, and are able to spend half a day alone with him in their soul body state. Who knows what happened during that time?"
"Wicked Disciple, stop talking nonsense."
The Medicine Honored One's voice was cold. She had already adapted to the speaking style of Cultivators in this era.
She no longer spoke in ancient language, but spoke directly.
"If it weren't for you to obtain 'Qingyun Wings', would this Master have appeared on her own?"
"It's hard to say. Maybe you just wanted to see other men."
Jiang Yan, relying on the fact that he had once been kind to the Medicine Honored One, spoke with a sarcastic tone.
The Medicine Honored One was disgusted by Jiang Yan. She looked at Jiang Yan with disappointment, said no more, and returned to the pendant.
Jiang Yan saw that the Medicine Honored One was ignoring him, and the frustration in his heart had nowhere to vent. He wanted to rush out and kill a few Yao Beasts to vent his anger.
But he found that he was still by the gate of the ruins. Without the help of Miss Yuesu, he couldn't pass through the poisonous mist outside the ruins at all.
After angrily smashing the gate several times in place, Jiang Yan reluctantly adjusted his mindset, proactively admitted his mistake to the Medicine Honored One, and shamelessly asked for help.
"Master, I see that you seem to have recovered quite a bit. I suppose you should have a way to protect your Disciple and get out of the poisonous mist, right?"
The Medicine Honored One ignored Jiang Yan, just silently absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and continuing to recover her soul body.
Jiang Yan asked for help several times to no avail, and the negative emotions in his heart erupted again. He accused the Medicine Honored One of being an ungrateful villain.
If it weren't for the Medicine Honored One stealing seven years of his time, Jiang Yan felt that he would have long since become a Honored One with a higher cultivation than the Cultivator he met today.
The Medicine Honored One found this laughable.
But then she thought, who made her so foolish as to actually take this Jiang Yan as a Disciple, and Jiang Yan indeed had been kind to her.
In the end, the Medicine Honored One still used her considerably recovered spirit body to cast a fourth-tier Spell, protecting Jiang Yan and leading him out of the poisonous mist.
At the same time, she told Jiang Yan that if that Fellow Daoist today truly harbored ill intentions towards them, she wouldn't be able to protect Jiang Yan, and both of them would be killed by him.
This was also why the Medicine Honored One was willing to meet that Fellow Daoist. Sometimes, caution is necessary; but when the difference in strength is too great, following their arrangements is often the best choice.
Jiang Yan outwardly listened obediently, but in his heart, he disagreed and also developed many dark thoughts.
After all, in half a day, who knew what that man did to his Master, who was as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal.
This shameless Master even said to follow his arrangements. The more Jiang Yan thought about it, the angrier he got. He felt like a vast green grassland was growing on his head again.
