Chapter 39 - The Horse Slave Returning After Five Hundred Years, Getting Too Arrogant?

Chapter 39 The Horse Slave Returning After Five Hundred Years, Getting Too Arrogant? (5)

After leaving the area, Zhao Qingya rejoined a group of people, both men and women, all with considerable cultivation, enveloped in divine radiance.

“Saintess.”

Seeing Zhao Qingya return, but with her carriage shattered and nowhere to be seen, they were shocked but quickly bowed in greeting.

“Let’s go back to the sect,” Zhao Qingya said calmly, restoring her usual composure.

With these words, her figure moved like a shooting star, landing gracefully on a pure white dragon steed.

In the crowd, a young servant boy with a delicate appearance suddenly seemed dazed, as if lost in thought.

After a moment, he couldn’t help but observe his surroundings, his eyes filled with excitement and joy, taking a long time to regain his composure.

“Zhao Hao, what’s wrong with you? The lady has already left, and you’re still standing there. Aren’t you going to lead the dragon steed for her?”

A crisp, discontented voice sounded in his ear.

He snapped back to reality, looking at the maid with her hands on her hips beside him, “Yes, yes, sorry, Sister Shuang’er. I was just thinking about something. I’ll go now.”

The delicate-looking boy named Zhao Hao quickly ran ahead to lead the dragon steed for Zhao Qingya.

“What’s up with Zhao Hao today? Acting so strange?” Shuang’er, the maid, muttered puzzledly.

Looking at Zhao Qingya, dressed in a moon-white long dress, sitting elegantly on the dragon steed, Zhao Hao felt a profound sense of déjà vu.

What time is this?

Five hundred years ago?

It seemed the white crystal he had touched was a fragment of the Heart of Time and Space.

That’s why he was sent back five hundred years.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

If he remembered correctly, at this time, Miss Zhao Qingya had received news from the hidden immortal clan’s little princess and came here to confront the former saintess of the Butian Divine Sect, Su Mingyue.

Because of this incident, many troubles followed, leading to Miss Zhao Qingya being defeated by the restored Su Mingyue, suffering great humiliation, and eventually embarking on a path of rebuilding, her hair turning white overnight.

Due to the rules of the Butian Divine Sect and his father’s special status, he was raised in the Zhao family.

But Zhao Hao, knowing everything, wouldn’t remain in this position.

He would reclaim what was his, including the person he loved but couldn’t have in his past life.

Understanding the mysteries of the Heart of Time and Space would be enough for him.

***

In Nanque Sacred City, within the stone gambling shop of Qingxu Holy Land.

“Brother, how can you be so picky, complaining about this and that while choosing? If you have complaints, tell me directly.”

“Why take it out on a pile of magical artifacts?”

Xiao Hongdou watched Xiao Yan rummaging through a pile of magical artifacts with a high and mighty attitude, criticizing everything.

Even with her gentle and serene nature, she couldn’t help but feel frustrated.

Due to recent events, many influential figures in Nanque Sacred City had sent numerous compensatory gifts.

Source stones, magical artifacts, spiritual medicines, talismans, jade slips... everything needed was there, piling up like small mountains, glowing with divine light.

These resources were more than enough for their daily cultivation and even to establish a sect.

But Xiao Yan still found them insufficient, feeling there was nothing good enough.

Xiao Hongdou couldn’t understand why her brother had become so picky.

“These things are quite average. I’m just being honest. There’s not even a single divine artifact.”

“I told you those people were just putting on a show. They wouldn’t send valuable items. You don’t have to be so grateful.”

Xiao Yan said calmly, picking a few acceptable items from the pile.

“You...”

Xiao Hongdou almost lost her temper. When did he become so arrogant?

He was just at the Body Realm and shamelessly wanted divine artifacts?