NOVPUBChapter 135: Ye Lingxuan’s Background
Dao Peak, Dexin Hall.
Mu Zhi’an entered the grand hall, following a disciple to a simply furnished room. Yu Ziyan, the peak lord of Dao Peak, waited for him. The room was warm and inviting, filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. Yu Ziyan sat at a table, dressed in a luxurious robe, tea and snacks already laid out, a smile playing on her lips. She looked to be in her late twenties, her beauty both mature and alluring, her figure accentuated by her white robes.
“Cultivation truly has its benefits. You can’t even tell her age… Nascent Soul cultivators are truly unfathomable,” He quickly looked away, bowing respectfully. “Greetings, Senior!”
She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, gesturing for him to take a seat. “Are you settling in well at the library? If not, you can always come to Dao Peak.”
“She’s openly trying to poach me?” He replied politely, “Master Yan has been very kind to me. I have no intention of leaving.” After all, his sect token was marked with the words “Inner Disciple of the Library.” Leaving wouldn’t be easy. And Yan Ruyu had just given him a second-grade formation. He was a grateful person; he wouldn’t betray her so easily.
She nodded, unsurprised, sipping her tea, her smile gentle. “What brings you here?”
He nodded. “I wanted to ask about my servant girl.”
She trailed her finger along the rim of her teacup. “You mean her destiny…?”
He nodded, and she chuckled. “The peak lord of Metamorphic Jewel Peak came to see me about that. Her destiny… it doesn’t seem natural…”
He looked up at her, surprised. “Destiny can be worsened after birth?”
“If Senior Ling Long can bestow destiny, there must also be secret techniques that can curse someone with terrible luck,” she replied.
“Do you know how to break such a curse?” he asked, his voice filled with a hopeful eagerness.
She shook her head. “I’ve only heard rumors. I’ve never seen it myself.” Seeing his disappointment, she smiled. “If you’re concerned about your servant girl, I can investigate it for you.”
“He was valuable enough to warrant her attention. He had Ling Long’s backing, his own talent was promising, and he was a Vessel… There were plenty of reasons to help him…”
His eyes lit up with gratitude. “Thank you, Senior! I’ll do anything to repay you…!”
She studied him, a faint smile playing on her lips. “You can leave now. I’ll have someone investigate it. I’ll inform you if we find anything.”
He stood up to leave, then he paused, turning to look at her. “Senior, are there many disciples who visit the Pilgrimage Palace for dates?”
She shook her head. “Not many. Most disciples are either cultivating or completing missions for the sect.”
He relaxed, nodding. “I won’t disturb your meditation any longer, Senior. Farewell.” If there weren’t many disciples at the Pilgrimage Palace, it meant his date wouldn’t attract attention. He didn’t need to do anything. He could simply enjoy his date tomorrow.
…
He left Dao Peak, but he didn’t return to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. He went to Boundless Sea Peak, waiting outside the main hall until Bai Ruoxi finally emerged. She wore a white dress, her ample bosom straining against the fabric, her embroidered shoes silent against the ground, her aura cold and elegant. She seemed surprised to see him, a faint smile playing on her lips as she approached him.
“Why are you here?” Her usual coldness seemed to have softened.
He looked into her eyes. “I just wanted to pick you up. Is that not allowed?”
She blushed, nodding shyly. “Of course it is…” She glanced at the black sword beneath his feet. “What’s that…?”
“Mengrou gave it to me. It can carry me for an hour,” he replied, chuckling. He noticed the other disciples watching them, their gazes filled with hostility, and he said, “Let’s go back.”
She nodded, summoning her flying sword. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she glanced at him, her eyes filled with a playful exasperation.
“The sword’s time limit is almost up. You don’t want your boyfriend to fall off a cliff, do you?” he explained, his voice serious, but she suspected his motives were less pure…
She didn’t say anything, accepting his embrace.
They flew towards the Jade Glass Palace, him enjoying her warmth and ample bosom. “She truly is magnificent… He had confirmed it multiple times, but he still couldn’t help but feel amazed…”
“Do you know what your physique is?” he asked casually.
She shook her head. “I don’t. Why do you ask?”
“Do you feel more comfortable using a sword than other weapons?” he asked, changing the subject.
She looked at him, surprised. “How did you know, Mu Lang?” She swatted his hands away, blushing. They were in the air, but it was still improper to be so affectionate.
“I guessed,” he replied, unfazed, wrapping his arms around her waist again.
“So she truly does have Sword Immortal Protection… One with Sword Immortal Protection, one with Natural Spirit Body… I wonder what Mengrou and Senior Sister Lan have…” he thought to himself. With her extraordinary cultivation speed, Mengrou must have a unique physique. Perhaps she was like him, cursed with terrible luck because of her excessive talent… And Senior Sister Lan… she was a perfect beauty, talented, diligent, kind, and aloof, with a hint of dominance… like a CEO… He wondered if she was also dominant in bed…
“Ruoxi, let’s go see the peach blossoms at the Pilgrimage Palace the day after tomorrow,” he said suddenly.
“The day after tomorrow…?” she echoed. She looked at him, her eyes sparkling, her voice soft. “Will it be a burden for you? I thought you might have invited someone else…”
He stiffened. “Of course not. I only love… You’re the only one I care about, Ruoxi,” he said, meeting her gaze, feeling the Heart-Binding Lock snap shut around his wrist, his back breaking out in a cold sweat.
“That was close… Almost slipped up… This lock is terrifying… I can’t lie to her at all…” And she even locked him up last night… It was fun occasionally, but waking up to this every morning wouldn’t be pleasant… But she was kind. She wouldn’t do that to him.
He looked at her beautiful face, his heart softening, and they returned to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.
“What gifts did Peak Lord Yi give you?” he asked, curious.
She opened her hand, revealing her sect token. An ancient formation appeared on its surface. “He said if I find a Celestial Realm I like, I can use this formation to exchange for it.” Then she retrieved a jade slip from her storage ring.
“A second-grade technique?” he asked, surprised.
She nodded, smiling. “He wanted to give me an Eight Treasures Crane, but he couldn’t summon it. And I told him I had already tried Eight Treasures Crane stew, so he gave me this instead.”
“I see. He’s quite generous,” he chuckled. The peak lords were truly willing to spend on talented disciples.
“Mu Lang, I want to study this technique… Let’s go back to my room…” She looked at him, her white dress clinging to her curves, her figure both delicate and alluring, her beauty both innocent and seductive…
“You go ahead. I’ll join you later.”
She looked disappointed, lowering her eyes. “…Alright”
He kissed her softly, savoring her lipstick. “Mmm…”
She pushed him away gently, but he caught her wrist, pulling her close, his embrace firm. She relaxed against him, murmuring, her voice laced with a playful exasperation, “You’re so annoying.”
He chuckled, knowing she didn’t truly mean it. He escorted her to her room, then, after making sure she was meditating and studying the new technique, he left the Garden of Heavenly Harmony and headed towards Ye Lingxuan’s pavilion.
“Qian’er was still in seclusion. He was worried Lingxuan might be lonely. He had to comfort her…”
…
At the Jade Glass Palace, Ye Lingxuan sat in her study, a candle illuminating her delicate features, a book in her hand. The candle flickered. She didn’t look up, simply putting down the book, her voice calm.
“What are you doing here?”
A figure shimmered in the darkness, materializing before her, bowing respectfully. “Miss, the master has sent us to retrieve you…” It was a young man in black robes, his handsome face framed by the shadows, his gaze filled with respect and a hint of adoration.
“There’s still half a year left. Why are you in such a hurry…?” She looked at him, her voice cold. “My father didn’t send you, did he?” Her gaze landed on an elderly man standing in the shadows.
There was a Forbidden Zone in the Eastern Realm, said to be cursed. Those who entered would die within days. But within the Forbidden Zone, there was a substance called Rebirth Water, said to extend one’s lifespan. Even withered herbs could be revived with a few drops. And the ruler of the Forbidden Zone was Ye Lingxuan’s father.
The reason why the Dragon Soaring Tendon had reacted to her was because of her physique, and because she had bathed in Rebirth Water since childhood. A single drop of Rebirth Water was sold for a fortune in the outside world. But for her, it was just bathwater. If others knew, they would be astounded…
“You’re wasting time here, Miss. I dared to request permission from the Grand Elder to bring you back to our clan, to prepare for the Awakening Ceremony in half a year,” the young man replied respectfully.
“Whether I’m wasting time or not is my decision. I’ll return in half a year. Shen Lao, please take Zhou Cang back with you,” she said, her gaze fixed on the elderly man.
Shen Lao hesitated, then bowed. “As you command, Miss.”
But Zhou Cang seemed dissatisfied. He looked at her, his voice laced with a hint of accusation. “Are you reluctant to leave because of Ye Yu, Miss?” He had heard from the elders that Ye Yu was a talented young man. She had grown up in the Ye family. Perhaps she had developed feelings for him…
But she simply replied, her voice indifferent, “It has nothing to do with Brother Ye Yu.” Her tone was so detached that Zhou Cang and Shen Lao were surprised.
“Then why are you refusing to leave? Is it because of Qian’er…?” he asked. “You can bring her back to the Forbidden Zone with you. Our clan will take good care of her.”
She hesitated, about to speak, when she sensed something, glancing towards the window.
“Why is he here again at night…?” She frowned, her expression filled with a mixture of exasperation and… something else…
Zhou Cang noticed the subtle change in her demeanor, the way her eyes had softened.
He looked towards the window, seeing a young man entering the pavilion, and he narrowed his eyes.
It seemed the true reason why she didn’t want to leave wasn’t Ye Yu, or even Ye Qian…
