"Then be back soon. Oh, and remember to let your injuries heal before you go."
Hearing her words and seeing Yue Xi's smile as she looked back, Jian Shisan froze completely.
To him, this was the most beautiful sight he had seen in hundreds of years, and the most captivating.
He remembered the Saintess had smiled at him once when they were children.
It was because of that smile that he had never forgotten Yue Xi.
Back then, Yue Xi still lived in the water and was a strange little girl.
At the time, Yue Xi wasn't that pretty, nor was she the Saintess.
But by the time Jian Shisan saw her again, she had already become the Saintess.
The untouchable Saintess.
So, to be able to stand before Yue Xi, Jian Shisan began to cultivate diligently. It wasn't until the day he shocked the Holy Land with a single sword strike that he finally had the courage to stand before her again.
His status as a Tier Seven Daoist made it so no one in the Holy Land dared to ignore him, at least not openly.
