The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

The teleportation plaza was huge.

Su Jingzhen looked around and estimated that there were at least several thousand teleportation platforms.

Most of them were currently active, with people constantly coming and going.

Soon, Qiu Yaoyao led them to the central area. Here was a seemingly ancient teleportation platform, but it was much larger than the surrounding ones.

Without hesitation, Qiu Yaoyao stepped onto it.

She took out fifty high-grade Spirit Stones from her storage ring and placed them into the slots on the platform.

With the energy from the spirit stones, the platform soon began to emit a strong spatial fluctuation.

The teleportation platform was activated.

Qiu Yaoyao was about to manually select a coordinate on the platform when the spatial fluctuation suddenly subsided. Su Jingzhen and Xuening exchanged a puzzled look.

A group of about ten people approached from below.

The two leading figures were elegantly dressed young men who exuded a sense of nobility and a formidable aura.

Behind them was a group of elderly people whose imposing presence indicated their formidable strength.

Su Jingzhen sensed that these old men were probably Unity Realm cultivators, indicating that the group was from a powerful faction.

“Yaoyao, have you just returned from a trip? It’s quite a coincidence that I happened to come back and meet you here,” the young man in front of them said with a smile, his eyes showing a hint of fervor.

He was obviously an admirer of Qiu Yaoyao.

Su Jingzhen found the situation amusing and expected a good show.

Since arriving in the Luo River region, he had no intention of getting involved in such trivial matters.

Qiu Yaoyao’s expression instantly darkened, and her aura became more severe. “Mu Yijin, who gave you the right to interrupt my teleportation?” Her voice was icy.

The atmosphere around them became tense.

Su Jingzhen, intrigued, knew that this was about to get interesting.

He had no worries about Qiu Yaoyao, as she had always mentioned that the Heavenly Dragon Race members were unrivaled in the Luo River region.

Mu Yijin’s smile remained soft.

“I apologize for my behavior, Yaoyao. I was too excited to see you here and acted impulsively.

I have no other intentions, I just hope to share the teleportation platform with you.

Besides, we have some business to take care of in the Heavenly Dragon Race territory.”

Su Jingzhen found the situation amusing, comparing Mu Yijin to the many “simps” he had encountered in his past life. Mu Yijin seemed determined to accompany Qiu Yaoyao, regardless of their differing destinations.

As Mu Yijin prepared to board the platform with his entourage, he took out a storage bag filled with Spirit Stones. “The cost of this teleportation should be on me. �

Consider this my apology to you, Yaoyao.”

Despite Qiu Yaoyao’s cold demeanor, he remained polite and calm.

“Get lost!” Qiu Yaoyao stepped forward and blocked the entrance of the platform with a single cold word.

Mu Yijin’s smile faltered, but the old men behind him frowned and glared at Qiu Yaoyao.

The commotion attracted the attention of many nearby travelers.

“Isn’t that Mu Yijin, the prodigy of the Mu family?

Looks like he’s been snubbed by Qiu Yaoyao again.”

“Going after Qiu Yaoyao of the Heavenly Dragon Race is just asking for trouble. But this isn’t the first time he’s been rejected by her. His persistence is admirable, but I doubt it’ll ever work out.”

Su Jingzhen eavesdropped on the conversation and got some interesting information.

Qiu Yaoyao’s beauty and achievements made her a prominent figure in the Luo River region, attracting suitors like Mu Yijin.

Mu Yijin’s gaze shifted to Su Jingzhen and Xuening. “It seems that Yaoyao has guests today. It would indeed be inappropriate for us to share the stage. I’ll visit another day so as not to disturb your important affairs.”

He nodded to Su Jingzhen and Xuening, showing respect for their connection to Qiu Yaoyao.

Su Jingzhen was surprised by Mu Yijin’s gentleness. “Even in this world, simps end up the same way,” he thought.

Mu Yijin’s followers were visibly disappointed, unable to understand why their talented young master was so infatuated with Qiu Yaoyao.

“I knew today would also end up like this.

Qiu Yaoyao really doesn’t give a face.”

“Despite repeated rejections, Mu Yijin’s determination remains strong. But his chances with Qiu Yaoyao seem slim.”

Mu Yijin remained calm. “I interrupted your teleportation earlier, wasting fifty high-grade Spirit Stones. This bag of Spirit Stones is my compensation. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Please accept it.”

His tone was always humble and gentle.

Su Jingzhen found his behavior despicable.

Qiu Yaoyao’s reaction was also cold. “Take your spirit stones and leave!

I don’t need your petty compensation. I repeat, I despise you.

Your hopes will never come true.

Qiu Yaoyao clearly showed her contempt.

Mu Yijin’s expression stiffened, but he showed no signs of desperation, having heard such words many times before.

Just as Su Jingzhen was pondering, a fragrant breeze blew by. Qiu Yaoyao had moved to his side.

Before he could react, she grabbed his hand, her expression a mixture of shyness and dominance.

“I won’t hide it from you. I will not remain single anymore. I’ve found my true partner. You can give up now.”

Su Jingzhen realized that he was being used as a shield and tried to resist, but Qiu Yaoyao’s grip was too strong. The onlookers were stunned into silence.