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    Su Jinghuang was just doing his courtesy and doing what he thought should be done.

    With that, he took Frostbite and continued in the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.

    “Oh, actually so un-picky?

    But it’s also true that with the dantian shattered, it is indeed a blessing of eight lifetimes to have a Spirit Rooter willing to follow you.”

    While Su Jingjing and Frostbite were turning around, Yan Xia’s voice suddenly sounded behind them.

    After seeing the backs of Su Jinghuang and Frostbite outside of the Gathering Treasures Pavilion yesterday, Yan Xia deliberately inquired about Su Jinghuang’s daoist couple out of curiosity.

    But he learned that this Taoist couple of his although the dantian broken, lost all the cultivation, and the face has become hideous and ugly.

    But yes, there is indeed a spiritual root that exists, and even the spiritual root is quite not bad.

    This was what caused a flash of jealousy to rise in her heart.

    She, Yan Xia, had always been her parents’ most outstanding child, yet she was still only a pseudo spirit rooter.

    Even though she wanted to wrestle for the next generation, most of those cultivators she could look up to were only willing to take her as a concubine.

    The ones who are willing to take her as their daoist’s rightful wife are all crooked again.

    This was something that neither of his parents could change even if they were cultivators.

    After all, the people who were going to live with someone cultivating immortality were Yan Xia not her parents.

    Honestly speaking that day if not for Su Jingjing’s broken dantian, Yan Xia was actually quite satisfied with him.

    Hearing this, Su Jingjing and Frostbite’s footsteps slightly paused.

    Su Jinghuang turned to look at her, the corners of his mouth still carrying that warm smile.

    Then once again, he arched his hand at Yan Xia’s family of three.

    Laughing, he said, “Being able to be a daoist couple with my lady is indeed someone Su’s third life’s fortune.”

    That was all he said, and he left side by side with Frostbite.

    There was no anger from beginning to end, much less any loss of composure.

    Nor was he willing to continue to tangle with Yan Xia here.

    Since that failed blind date, they were doomed to be strangers who met in passing.

    A nod of the head and a hello after this encounter is also the ultimate.

    And as far as Su Jinghuang was concerned, if he could become a daoist couple with Frostbite, it would indeed be his third life’s fortune.

    Even this nominal false daoist couple was already a great blessing.

    So his words just now were not meant to choke Yan Xia or anything.

    Watching Su Jingjing and the two of them leave in this manner, Yan Xia’s heart was suddenly a little blocked.

    Her intention was to make a couple of taunts, but she was shown up instead.

    A kind of resentment in his heart, but he didn’t know how to let it out.

    “Let’s go, after getting the stuff, even if you still can’t awaken your spirit root this time, with the pseudo-spirit root stance, you won’t be any worse than the middle stage of qi refining.”

    Yanxia’s parents did not make any comments about this matter.

    When the words fell, he similarly headed in the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.

    On the other side, Su Jingling and Frostbite didn’t make any comments about what had just happened.

    Su Jingjing had been very even-minded, and Frostbite was not someone who liked to gossip.

    And when the two of them walked into the Gathering Pavilion, they were already enveloped in the same black robes from yesterday.

    However, when the two of them once again headed towards the stairway entrance on the second floor, the gazes of all the people queuing up in the hall on the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion converged towards them once again.

    Just like yesterday, or envious or shocked.

    However, after one experience, Su Jingjing was able to take this matter in stride.

    Above the second floor, Feng Qingya had changed her attire today.

    But the fabric of the clothing on the body was as little as ever.

    Every move was still filled with endless charm.

    She sat on top of one of the chairs at the top of the stairs, where she had waited in silence early on.

    This deal today wasn’t a big deal to her, but she was looking forward to seeing a powerhouse of Frostbite’s caliber again.

    By and large, the people in the Treasure Pavilion are extremely happy to socialize with those who have special occupations as well as those who are powerful.

    When she heard the footsteps above the stairs, Feng Qingya’s eyes steeply lit up.

    And then stood straight up.

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