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Xiao Yun never expected to encounter the three stunning women from the Peerless Sect in Qiu Yue's dream. Even more surprising was that the mirage in this desert, the Illusionary Flower Palace, was the very place where the Peerless Sect resided.
At that moment, the three women from the Peerless Sect simultaneously recognized Xiao Yun.
One of the women furrowed her brows and shouted sternly at Xiao Yun, "Xiao Yun, how did you find your way here?"
"I... what is this place?" To be honest, Xiao Yun had no idea where he was.
The three women exchanged glances, taken aback by his words. They thought to themselves, how did this guy manage to stumble upon this place without even knowing where it is?
"This is not a place for someone like you to appear. Get lost!" the three young women shouted in unison.
Then, with a wave of their hands, a powerful wind suddenly surged from their flowing sleeves, sweeping up a storm of yellow sand that rushed toward Xiao Yun.
As the yellow sand flew wildly, the surroundings were instantly shrouded in darkness.
No, since I've made it this far, I must find Duan Qingxue and also the antidote to cure Qiu Yue's Death Flower!
Xiao Yun gathered a Heavenly Spirit Essence in his palm and shouted, "Return Sister Qingxue to me!"
With that, he threw a punch into the swirling yellow sand.
Boom!
With a loud crash, a bolt of lightning erupted from the swirling yellow sand, directly sending Xiao Yun flying. He flipped through the air numerous times before crashing to the ground with a thud...
"Xiao Yun, what's wrong?" Qiu Yue exclaimed as she rolled over in bed.
At Qiu Yue's startled cry, Xiao Yun realized he had left her dream and was now sprawled in the corner of the room, his nose throbbing painfully. He reached up to touch it and found his hand covered in blood.
Dazed, Xiao Yun struggled to get up from the floor and hurriedly grabbed a few sheets of paper from the table to wipe away the blood.
When he saw Qiu Yue looking at him with a face full of concern, Xiao Yun awkwardly smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just dozed off for a moment and ended up falling."
"Look at you, such a big person and still so careless!" Qiu Yue scolded as she took out a handkerchief to wipe his face.
Xiao Yun tentatively asked, "Qiu Yue, did you have any dreams just now?"
After hearing Xiao Yun's question, Qiu Yue shook her head in confusion. "I didn't dream at all; I slept really well. Um, Xiao Yun, why do you ask?"
Xiao Yun casually replied, "Oh, it's nothing much. I just wanted to know if you were sleeping soundly."
"Oh, I slept very well. Xiao Yun, it's getting late; you should rest too!" With that, Qiu Yue returned to her bed.
It seemed that Qiu Yue had been too exhausted during the day; she fell asleep again shortly after lying down.
However, Xiao Yun felt no sleepiness at all. He thought about the strange events he encountered while entering Qiu Yue's dream and found it very odd that she hadn't felt anything at all.
Could it be that I accidentally entered the lost memories of Qiu Yue?
However, Xiao Yun was feeling very excited at this moment. From the lost memories in Qiu Yue's dream, it was clear that the Peerless Sect must be hidden in some vast desert.
China has eight major deserts, mainly distributed in the northwest, including the Taklamakan Desert, the Gurbantünggüt Desert, the Qinghai Chaidamu Basin, the Badain Jaran Desert, and the Tengger Desert.
Which desert could the Peerless Sect be located in?
Searching in each desert would undoubtedly be like looking for a needle in a haystack; even if he found something, it would be impossible to uncover any clues...
Xiao Yun sat quietly beside Qiu Yue, silently studying her face. He couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder as he thought about why, ever since he first saw her in a painting, he felt she was an inseparable part of his life.
If that were the case, why did heaven have to subject his beloved to so much torment?
He knew that Qiu Yue must also be suffering greatly from her amnesia and her unknown origins. The only thing that could bring her joy was the flowers in the Panlong Mountain Zui Mei Garden.
...
Around eleven o'clock, An Yiran and Nie Xiaoqian returned.
Nie Xiaoqian was half-carried and half-dragged into the house by An Yiran.
Once inside, Nie Xiaoqian kept shouting:
"Sister Yiran, I didn't drink enough tonight! Why didn't you let me have a little more?"
"Nie Xiaoqian, you've had enough to drink!"
"Who says I've had too much? Sister Yiran, you're the one who's had too much. Look at you, you can't even walk and have to rely on me to carry you back..."
Sweat, it was clearly An Yiran who carried Nie Xiaoqian into the house, yet she insists that she was the one carrying An Yiran.
Dealing with this little cute girl, An Yiran is also feeling exasperated.
Clearly, Nie Xiaoqian has drunk too much, while An Yiran seems completely fine, or rather, she hasn't had a drop of alcohol.
"What's wrong? Why does Sister Qian look like a drunken cat?" Xiao Yun made a cup of tea for both of them.
"Brother, hug me!" Before An Yiran could speak, Nie Xiaoqian swayed her body and opened her arms, trying to pounce on Xiao Yun.
Oh dear, this girl...
"Sit still and lean on the sofa for a bit!" Xiao Yun helped her sit down on the sofa.
Thud, as soon as Nie Xiaoqian slumped onto the sofa, she tilted over and fell asleep.
Xiao Yun smiled at An Yiran: "This girl really drank quite a bit tonight!"
An Yiran replied: "Yeah, she drank three cups of baijiu just with Mayor Shen's wife. I didn't expect her alcohol tolerance to be so high!"
"Where are Little Bell and the others? Why didn't they come back with you?" Xiao Yun asked.
An Yiran smiled wryly, "She, along with the women of the two Freaks you subdued, somehow got tangled up with Miss Yukiko and her friends. They chat like sisters and have been at it all night. Tonight, they all went to Miss Yukiko's place to spend the night!"
"By the way," An Yiran continued, "I've arranged for Geng Xingsheng to stay at a hotel. Tomorrow he and Autumn Moon are heading back to Panlong Mountain. I want Zhu Yan Hong to go along as well, so she can learn more about Spiritual Flower. This will help with the promotion for the Flower Hall exhibition when they return!"
Xiao Yun chuckled, "Sister Yiran, this is your responsibility; you should handle it yourself!"
"Hmph, do you really think you can just wash your hands of it?" An Yiran shot him an annoyed look.
Xiao Yun replied, "How could I? This company will be under your management from now on; it's yours. How it develops will be up to you!"
"By the way, where's Autumn Moon?" An Yiran suddenly asked.
Xiao Yun said, "She's sleeping in my bedroom!"
"She's sleeping in your room?" An Yiran looked at Xiao Yun with a teasing expression that was half-smile, half-amusement.
The implication was clear: no wonder Qiu Yue didn't want to go to the hotel with everyone; it was related to this guy.
"Sister Yiran, don't think too much into it. Well, how should I put this...," Xiao Yun decided to share his intention of bringing Qiu Yue to his bedroom and her reaction upon seeing Duan Qingxue's portrait, along with his speculation.
"Ah, so you're saying she and Qingxue are really like sisters?" An Yiran exclaimed in surprise.
Xiao Yun replied, "I guess so."
"It’s strange; when I first met Qiu Yue, I had this odd feeling as if I had encountered Qingxue. Xiao Yun, what are you planning to do?" An Yiran asked.
Xiao Yun said, "I still don't know. It's a pity that if the Fairy of Mist and Haze hadn't suddenly disappeared, things might have had a glimmer of hope." He then recounted his encounter with the Fairy of Mist and Haze and others at the Flower Exhibition today.
An Yiran frowned and said, "Before Grandpa Duan passed away, he was most worried about Qingxue. Although Qingxue is not a blood relative of the Duan Family, Grandpa treated her even more dearly than his own granddaughter. Xiao Yun, you must find a way to bring her back."
Xiao Yun replied, "I understand, Sister Yiran. The biggest problem right now is that I don't know where the Peerless Sect is."
He didn't tell An Yiran that Wilson was the Blood King of the Blood Demon Clan. He knew she was already busy with matters concerning the Drunken Beauty Company, and there was no need to add to her worries.
If the Blood Demon Clan really came after them, he would handle it himself.
Relying solely on himself wasn't enough; he might as well utilize the strength of the Dragon Team members when the time came.
He still needed to discuss this with Qin Yun. Of course, before that, he needed her help to investigate what was going on with the Blood Demon Clan.
"Xiao Yun, I know you have a lot on your plate. There's no rush on this matter; take your time. You should get some rest!" An Yiran said as she looked at Xiao Yun, who appeared deep in thought.
Before Xiao Yun could nod in agreement, Nie Xiaoqian, who was on the sofa, suddenly called out in her sleep, "Brother, hug me!"
Sweat dripped down Xiao Yun's forehead as he felt a wave of embarrassment.
"Go on, hug your sister!" An Yiran chuckled.
"Then Sister Yiran, you should hug me too!" Xiao Yun shamelessly leaned closer.
An Yiran blushed and said, "You have a sister to hug; don't cling to me!"
"Sister, I want both!" Xiao Yun took the opportunity to move closer...
"Let go of me!" An Yiran's face was flushed, almost as if it would melt away. She hurriedly pushed him away with both hands and said, "Xiao Yun, don't do this. If you really like my sister, please don't force her, okay?"
"Okay!" Hearing her say that, Xiao Yun had no choice but to release his grip.
Just then, Xiao Yun's phone rang.
He opened his phone and saw that it was a call from Cold Brow.
Xiao Yun was taken aback; it was so late. Why was Cold Brow calling?
Could it be that she felt lonely and wanted him to comfort her?
"Sister-in-law, is there something urgent for you to call at this hour?" Xiao Yun adjusted his breathing and asked.
From the other end of the line came Cold Brow's choked voice: "Xiao Yun, Ouyang Bing... she... she is in trouble!"
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