The hand stopped half a foot above Ye Xuan’s head!
After a moment of stillness, the hand vanished, and everything around returned to normal, as if nothing had happened!
Soon after, Ye Xuan found himself on a small island. At its center stood a grand black temple, imposing and majestic!
The island was surrounded by water, and beyond the water’s edge stretched endless mountain ranges.
Ye Xuan turned his head. Under a cherry blossom tree in the distance stood a woman.
She wore a simple, short-sleeved beige top, the sleeves slightly short, revealing slender, jade-like hands. Two small pockets on either side of her shirt held two pens not of this world. Her lower half was clad in loose beige trousers, plain and unadorned, clean and simple. On her feet were basic beige cloth slippers, equally unpretentious.
Her hair was long, reaching her waist, but her forehead was framed by short, even bangs. Beneath them were delicate, natural brows, untouched by any artifice.
Below her brows were a pair of clear, limpid eyes, like the purest autumn water!
A small cloth bag hung diagonally at her waist.
She held a thick ancient book to her chest, gazing at Ye Xuan with a faint, spring-breeze-like smile that felt warm and comforting.
Ye Xuan hesitated, then said, “Pavilion Master?”
The woman blinked, then walked slowly toward him, extending her right hand with a smile. “Hello, I’m Qin Guan. That’s my full name!”
Ye Xuan frowned slightly. “Qin Guan?”
She smiled, like a gentle spring breeze. “Yes, does it sound a bit like a man’s name?”
Ye Xuan nodded. “It does!”
She chuckled. “My father gave it to me!”
At that moment, Little Tower’s voice sounded, “Young Master, she’s offering a handshake—a custom from the Milky Way. You should shake her hand!”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then reached out and grabbed her hand. She blinked, saying nothing.
Little Tower suddenly exclaimed, “Damn it, Young Master, I said shake her hand, not hold it! What are you doing?”
Ye Xuan’s face darkened. “You weren’t clear!”
Little Tower grumbled, “Wasn’t I clear enough? You’re just trying to flirt!”
Ye Xuan was about to retort when Qin Guan laughed. “Is this your tower?”
Ye Xuan looked at her, stunned. “You can hear it?”
Qin Guan giggled. “I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop! Its concealment is too outdated—it doesn’t work on me!”
Ye Xuan fell silent.
A true powerhouse!
This woman was a real heavyweight!
Qin Guan blinked. “Young Master Ye, can I see your tower?”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then said, “Why do you call me Young Master Ye? My name is Ye Xuan!”
Qin Guan smiled. “Then I’ll call you Young Master Ye!”
Ye Xuan asked gravely, “What does ‘protagonist’ mean?”
Qin Guan blinked. “Simply put, it’s like a child of destiny. Complexly, it’s not something I can explain in a few words—it involves too much! It’s complicated, but basically, it means you’re remarkable.”
Ye Xuan: “…”
Qin Guan asked again, “Can I see your tower?”
Clearly, she was quite curious about it.
Ye Xuan nodded. “Sure.”
He handed her the Little Tower.
Truthfully, he wanted to see her shocked expression!
But he was disappointed.
Qin Guan examined the tower, her eyes lighting up after a moment. “Impressive! The time inside this tower can reverse to such an extent compared to the outside—remarkable!”
She returned the tower to Ye Xuan.
Her eyes held admiration but no shock or awe.
Ye Xuan looked at her. “You’re not shocked?”
Qin Guan smiled. “It’s alright.”
Ye Xuan paused, then asked, “Can you do it?”
Qin Guan nodded. “Yes.”
Ye Xuan’s expression froze. He hesitated, then asked again, “You can?”
Qin Guan nodded. “Yes, I can!”
Ye Xuan fell silent.
His heart churned like a stormy sea!
This woman said she could?
Damn it!
What the hell?
This was time reversed by Qing’er herself—countless powerhouses had marveled at it—yet this woman claimed she could do it too?
In that moment, Ye Xuan felt utterly disoriented.
Was this woman, like him, just boasting?
Qin Guan suddenly laughed. “Young Master Ye, you took my book! And my little gun, right?”
Ye Xuan snapped back, giving an awkward smile. “Well… that was my lack of discipline. I’ve sternly warned Little Tower not to take things randomly anymore. If it does, I’ll break its legs!”
“Damn it!” Little Tower jumped, spewing curses.
Ye Xuan promptly muted it.
Little Tower: “???”
Qin Guan covered her mouth, laughing like blooming flowers, outshining the world. “Young Master… oh, no, Young Master Ye, it was clearly you who took it, yet you blame Little Tower! Lying isn’t good!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
Qin Guan extended her hand, smiling. “Young Master Ye, you can keep the book, but the gun… it’s not suitable for this universe. Can you return it?”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then said, “Miss Qin, to be honest… it chose me as its master…”
“Damn it!” the little gun roared. “Let me out! How can you say that? Let me out…”
Little Tower chimed in, “Stop yelling! He’s muted us both! This guy’s done being human!”
Little Gun: “…”
Qin Guan stared at Ye Xuan, blinking, encountering someone who lied so blatantly without blushing for the first time. She was momentarily at a loss for words.
Ye Xuan quickly said, “I’m not taking your gun for free. I’ll give you a gift in return!”
He pulled out a piece of wood and began carving.
Qin Guan glanced at the wood, brushed her hair behind her ear, and smiled. “Carving?”
Ye Xuan nodded. “Yes!”
Qin Guan giggled. “I love art too!”
Ye Xuan eagerly said, “Me too!”
Qin Guan looked at him. “Young Master Ye, do you know what art is?”
Ye Xuan nodded, casually saying, “Art is using tools or mediums to create forms and then sell them for big money. The pricier, the higher the art!”
Qin Guan paused, then said, “I can’t argue with that!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
Soon, Ye Xuan carved a small wooden figure, lifelike and identical to Qin Guan!
He handed it to her. Qin Guan examined it, marveling, “Young Master Ye, you carved this so well without any magic—purely by hand! If you went to my world, you could be an artisan!”
Ye Xuan smiled. “Like it?”
Qin Guan looked at him. “Is it for me?”
Ye Xuan nodded.
Qin Guan shook her head. “I can’t accept a gift without merit.”
Ye Xuan quickly said, “It’s not for free. This wooden figure for you, your gun for me—we’re even! I’m not losing out, so don’t feel burdened!”
Qin Guan hesitated, then said, “I’m still at a loss!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
Qin Guan was about to speak when Ye Xuan said, “Miss Qin, one more thing. That Xuantian Token you gave me—many at the Immortal Treasure Pavilion don’t recognize it! Not only that, one of their presidents nearly got me killed… my body was shattered! Sigh…”
Qin Guan gave him a look. “Young Master Ye, I know what you mean. I can give you the gun, but you must promise me one thing.”
Ye Xuan was curious. “What?”
Qin Guan said seriously, “This gun’s power is immense. Using it can greatly harm the world. It’s fine for powerful beings, but for weaker creatures, the pollution is devastating. Promise me you won’t use it lightly or against ordinary people or beings, alright?”
Ye Xuan nodded. “Alright!”
Qin Guan nodded slightly. “As for your wooden figure…”
Ye Xuan quickly said, “It’s yours!”
Qin Guan looked at it, then fell silent.
Ye Xuan asked, “What’s wrong?”
Qin Guan shook her head slightly. “In a fleeting thought, I sensed karma. Accepting this might lead to complications in the future…”
Ye Xuan smiled. “Why worry about the future? Live in the moment. It’s just a wooden figure, a symbol of our pure friendship!”
Qin Guan smiled. “Fair enough!”
She accepted the wooden figure.
Ye Xuan glanced at the cloth bag at her waist. “Miss Qin, are you from the Milky Way?”
Qin Guan nodded. “Yes! You know of the Milky Way?”
Ye Xuan smiled. “I do! Two of my friends are there!”
Qin Guan smiled faintly. “I know—Little White and Erya, right?”
Ye Xuan froze. “You… how do you know?”
Qin Guan laughed. “I met them once, though I was just a little girl then! Hmm, I remember they owe money and never paid it back! Hehe…”
Ye Xuan: “…”
Little Tower suddenly said, “Young Master, ask her what her father’s name is!”
Ye Xuan asked, “What do you mean?”
Little Tower said, “Just ask!”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then said, “Miss Qin, what’s your father’s name?”
Qin Guan blinked. “Qin Bufan!”
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