Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1997: 524: The Dream Figure, 5 Core Formation Descendants! (Double-Length)

Even though Xuanmu Taoist had rescued his niece, Qin Yunning, a third-rank Talisman Master, these events weren't significant enough to disrupt her older sister's cultivation practice.

This held especially true since her sister had specifically told her not to interrupt except for truly urgent reasons, as she was immersed in training a heavenly technique.

"From what Xuanmu calculated, his disciple may have ventured into the Kunpeng Nest. I'll consult with Second Sister on this soon."

Shen Yiren stared at the jade slip clutched in her grasp, positioned silently upon the pavilion while her robe danced lightly with the wind, evoking the image of an orchid quietly unfurling in a hidden glen, remarkably stunning and distinctive.

The Second Palace Master Shen Baishuang, despite her union with the Sword Casting Manor's Manor Master, the "Yuanwei True Monarch,"

Yet within the realm of cultivators, wedlock differs vastly from mortal bonds, where wives trail after their spouses through thick and thin. She persists as the Second Palace Master of the Goddess Palace, overseeing key responsibilities.

Such as the time the Kunpeng Nest Secret Realm unlocked, when Second Palace Master Shen Baishuang directed the team within.

And following the downfall of the Kunpeng Nest Secret Realm along with the revelation of the Kunpeng Egg, Shen Baishuang has devoted the past few years to pursuing updates on the Kunpeng Nest.

"Third Martial Aunt!"

Clad in a meticulously crafted white gown, her form was lithe and elegant, complemented by white leather boots that encased her feet, her complexion as pristine and snowy as fresh frost.

The sole imperfection lay in her slim but balanced build, which appeared yet to fully mature, showing merely the initial signs of blossoming development.

"Wanzhao."

Upon spotting the alluring young lady, Shen Yiren offered a soft smile and addressed her, her tone as soothing as a babbling brook, exceedingly warm and kind.

"Third Martial Aunt, I've heard Senior Sister got hurt while away. Is she okay now?"

The maiden drew near to Shen Yiren and questioned in a bright, lively manner.

"Yunning's injuries aren't too grave, and she's currently recuperating. Feel free to see her if you'd like."

This young lady named Qin Wanzhao had been adopted as a goddaughter by her elder sister Shen Jianjia during her tender years.

Nevertheless, owing to Shen Jianjia's demanding schedule, she had handed over Qin Wanzhao's upbringing to her own disciple, Qin Yunning, and her younger sibling, Shen Yiren.

As a result, Qin Wanzhao felt particularly attached to this Martial Aunt Shen Yiren and to Qin Yunning, whom she viewed as both elder sister and maternal figure.

"I was already intending to check on Senior Sister."

Qin Wanzhao replied, sharing a brief conversation with Shen Yiren before they headed off together to visit Qin Yunning.

"Martial Aunt, Wanzhao."

In contrast to her more energetic junior sister, Qin Yunning displayed greater poise, offering a respectful bow to Shen Yiren and a simple nod toward her junior.

She then asked whether Shen Yiren had spoken with Xuanmu Taoist.

"Indeed, I've already met with Xuanmu Taoist and conveyed my thanks; now you can relax and recover."

Shen Yiren's voice carried a soft, melodic quality that pleased the ear, regardless of whom she addressed.

"Xuanmu Taoist?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Wanzhao showed some astonishment and inquired, "Senior Sister, I learned you faced peril during your return journey..."

"That's correct; returning here, I ran into a swarm of poisonous scale shadow eels, among them a third-rank mutated poisonous eel that inflicted heavy wounds and toxin upon me... Thankfully, Xuanmu Taoist arrived to save me..."

Qin Yunning murmured, her refined features still bearing a pallid hue, devoid of much vitality.

Even without Xuanmu Taoist's intervention, had Martial Aunt Shen Yiren reached her promptly, her survival would have been assured.

Still, the poison had seeped into her meridians, dantian, and vital organs, inflicting substantial damage.

"Hmph, those Star Pirates once more—once I advance to Nascent Soul, I'll wipe out every last one of these vile Star Pirates!"

Qin Wanzhao huffed disdainfully, voicing her intense loathing for these rampaging buccaneers.

As she uttered those words, an image surfaced in her thoughts: a strikingly handsome and poised gentleman astride a whale, akin to a celestial exile from the heavens.

She recollected her escapade from years prior, when she'd set out on her own and stumbled into peril, ultimately rescued by a certain senior expert.

Although her recollections of that meeting had been sealed and modified by that individual.

When she achieved Core Formation, the tampered memories resurfaced clearly in her consciousness.

She vividly recalled that peerlessly attractive countenance, elegant as jade amid orchids, and the tranquil, otherworldly aura he exuded.

She remembered the tender caress during his healing, which felt like the nurturing warmth of life's origin, soothing her entire physique and soul, invigorating her Qi Ocean Core anew.

"Senior Sister, what appearance did Xuanmu Taoist have?"

Qin Wanzhao abruptly questioned Qin Yunning.

"At that moment, I lay unconscious and couldn't catch a glimpse of him."

Qin Yunning gently shook her head.

With a hint of mild frustration, she eyed Qin Wanzhao and remarked, "Why the interest in that?"

"I merely asked out of curiosity."

Qin Wanzhao, somewhat cowed by her sisterly senior, shrank back a little and replied in a faint, timid tone.

"You ought to concentrate more on cultivation day to day, put aside those novels, and cease your daydreaming. You even sneaked off for adventures in secret."

Having raised Qin Wanzhao over numerous years, Qin Yunning understood well that this junior sister, nurtured within the Goddess Palace, seldom strayed beyond its walls and lacked worldly experience, frequently losing herself in tales from books and entertaining girlish illusions detached from reality.

"Hehe, Wanzhao isn't so youthful any longer. Entertaining notions of a Dao Companion is perfectly natural."

Nearby, Shen Yiren chuckled softly, infusing her limpid and lovely gaze with a spark of playfulness.

The Goddess Palace, predominantly filled with female members, did not prohibit its disciples from taking spouses.

"Martial Aunt!"

Qin Wanzhao's cheeks flushed crimson at once, a touch of embarrassment in her words, as the extraordinarily handsome visage reappeared in her thoughts.

Within the Goddess Palace, she had beheld plenty of dashing young cultivators.

Yet none measured up to the youth etched in her memory, who seemed like an immortal banished from paradise.

Particularly his bearing proved ineffable; just picturing him stirred an unexplained racing in her heart.

From the recent tomes she'd perused, entertaining such frequent musings about someone indicated she had fallen deeply for him.