On the official road, yellow dust filled the sky.
A white steed stood by the roadside, and the golden-haired figure on its saddle was so beautiful she seemed not of this world.
She reined in her horse, as if waiting for someone.
Seeing this, Li Dixian suddenly recalled Xue Qinghe's words from yesterday: "Tomorrow, I will be swamped with official duties, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you off."
He raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly.
A guess surfaced in his mind, but he couldn't be certain.
The Wind Chasing Colt's hooves flew.
Li Dixian was about to pass the golden-haired girl.
She merely gave a light tug on the reins with her delicate wrist, and the white steed beneath her deftly moved sideways, precisely blocking Li Dixian's path.
"Whoa—!"
The warhorse neighed, its front hooves rearing high.
It abruptly halted its charge, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust.
This blocking action further confirmed Li Dixian's guess.
He looked at the slender, exquisitely beautiful back and asked aloud,
"Why does the young lady block my path?"
Qian Renxue still had her back to Li Dixian, her palm, gripping the reins, already soaked with sweat.
Her heart pounded like a drum, clearly audible.
Whether as the Saintess of Spirit Hall or the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, she had seen too many grand occasions, yet she had never been as nervous as she was now.
She had tossed and turned all night, rehearsing her words countless times, and now she quickly went over them in her mind again.
Qian Renxue took a deep breath.
Finally, she lightly tugged the reins, slowly turning her horse's head to face Li Dixian.
Restoring her true female appearance and seeing this white-robed young man again, her heart trembled fiercely.
But Qian Renxue did not know.
When her face entered Li Dixian's sight.
What kind of breathtaking impact it brought.
Even Li Dixian, who considered himself largely occupied by swords and wine.
Upon suddenly seeing such a countenance, couldn't help but feel a momentary trance.
A long lace dress, white and gold interwoven, flowed downwards.
The girl's golden hair cascaded like a waterfall to her waist, making her dreamlike, ethereal jade-like face appear even more sacred.
Her pair of azure eyes were as clear as a mountain lake, and her glowing white legs, faintly visible beneath her skirt, shimmered with a gentle luster in the sunlight.
In this desolate official road.
To suddenly encounter such a person was truly like an angel descending to earth.
Being looked at by Li Dixian like this, Qian Renxue's heart became even more flustered, and her body tensed up.
She could only try her best to maintain a steady voice:
"Are you Li Dixian? Do you know Xue Qinghe?"
Li Dixian was stunned.
He already knew that the stunning golden-haired girl in front of him was Xue Qinghe's true identity, Qian Renxue.
He had expected her to reveal her true colors to him.
But judging by her question, it seemed that wasn't the case?
He followed her lead and said,
"I am Li Dixian."
"Xue Qinghe is my good brother, what do you mean by that, young lady?"
Qian Renxue suppressed the ripples in her heart.
"My name is... Qian Renxue."
"Xue Qinghe was worried that you might encounter dangers on your long journey, and he himself was too busy to accompany you."
"Therefore, he entrusted me to accompany you to the Wind Sword Sect."
This explanation was the result of her long deliberation.
Why not reveal her identity?
She had many concerns in her heart.
Firstly, she feared that Li Dixian, upon suddenly learning that the brother he had spent day and night with was actually a woman, would find it difficult to accept.
If their relationship became distant because of this, it would be a disaster.
This matter still needed to be approached gradually.
Secondly, she still needed to resume her identity as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
If she revealed it now, how would they interact in the future?
Qian Renxue's slender fingers unconsciously tightened on the reins.
"Just consider me greedy..."
"Whether as Xue Qinghe or Qian Renxue... I want to accompany you."
Upon hearing Qian Renxue's words, Li Dixian felt a slight urge to laugh.
What kind of tactic was this?
He found it amusing in his heart, but his face remained impassive.
He took down the wine flask hanging by his saddle, tilted his head back, took a big gulp, wiped his mouth, and asked,
"How can I believe you?"
"How do I know you didn't inquire about my whereabouts from somewhere else, deliberately approaching me with ulterior motives?"
Qian Renxue was silent for a moment.
The golden bracelet on her left wrist flickered slightly.
A warm jade token fell into her palm, which she lightly tossed towards Li Dixian.
"This is the Crown Prince's token, isn't it enough to convince you?"
Li Dixian took the token and casually glanced at it.
"I believe you."
Changing the subject, he then said,
"But I'm used to traveling alone."
"I don't like traveling with others, what should I do?"
"..."
Qian Renxue's chest rose and fell slightly a few times.
The curves wrapped in the exquisite lace trembled gently with it.
Why hadn't she noticed before that Li Dixian was so difficult to deal with?
"Xue Qinghe has gone to great lengths; if you disregard his good intentions, you might find it difficult to explain yourself when you return to Heaven Dou City."
Li Dixian feigned contemplation, then finally sighed.
"Alright, alright, then you can follow."
As his voice fell.
He lightly shook the reins, and the Wind Chasing Colt neighed, galloping forward.
Qian Renxue gazed at the white-robed figure galloping ahead, her lips finally curving upwards uncontrollably, revealing a smile of extreme softness.
For these ten days... she would no longer be Xue Qinghe.
She would only be Qian Renxue.
"Finally..."
"I can travel with you in my true form..."
The Wind Sword Sect was a long way from Heaven Dou City.
It was located deep within the Wind Gathering Mountain Range in the eastern part of the Star Luo Empire.
Even with the Wind Chasing Colt traveling a thousand li a day, and Li Dixian and Qian Renxue continuously changing horses along the way, it took them a full two days of travel before they barely entered the Star Luo Empire's territory.
"Let's rest for a moment, we're almost there."
Upon reaching a clear lake, Li Dixian dismounted.
After two days of dusty travel, his fair complexion had darkened slightly, and a few strands of hair clung loosely to his cheeks.
This slightly weary appearance, coupled with his dust-stained white robe and the wine gourd at his waist, instead added a few touches of unrestrained, Jianghu spirit .
Qian Renxue also reined in her horse and stopped.
Beautiful women always seemed to possess extraordinary abilities; two days of rapid travel had not left any trace of dishevelment on her.
Her red lips were still vibrant, her blue eyes still clear, her white and gold long dress was spotless, and her noble and sacred aura remained undiminished.
"After two days of dry rations, my mouth is so bland I could spit out a bird."
Li Dixian enthusiastically took out his fishing gear from his treasure pouch.
"Qian Renxue, do you know how to fish?"
Qian Renxue was silent for a moment.
"No."
Li Dixian, with his back to her, smiled.
She's pretending quite well.
Fishing with him at Lotus Lake, if not a hundred times, then at least eighty.
After teaching Qian Renxue how to bait and cast a rod.
The two enjoyed a delicious meal of lake fish, then mounted their horses and set off again.
They galloped for another half day.
The scenery ahead suddenly changed dramatically.
Mountains embraced them, rising like natural ramparts.
Three steep cliffs formed a massive Wind Eye.
Before they even entered it, their ears were filled with the howling of the wind passing through the mountain gaps.
Upon approaching, a strong current of air rushed towards them, causing Li Dixian's white robe to flap loudly and Qian Renxue's golden hair to dance in the wind.
"What a Wind Eye, a Jedi ..."
Here.
Wind was everywhere, penetrating every crevice.
Li Dixian clearly felt his Azure Lotus Sword excitedly stirring with it.
"We've come to the right place."
He suppressed the excitement in his heart, his gaze piercing through the howling gale.
It fell upon an ancient, simple sect plaque nestled deep within the mountain hollow, obscured by dense foliage.
A clear, resonant long cry pierced through the wind's roar, echoing through the valley.
"Li Dixian has come to pay respects!"
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