Chapter 54 Journey Together
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While Luo Yuqing walked back to Tingyu Pavilion in a daze, a closed black gold folding fan blocked her way.
“Fellow daoist, please wait.”
The person that held the folding fan had an elegant and gentle voice, like a clear spring of running water. Luo Yuqing raised her head and saw a white-clothed cultivator with a handsome face standing in front of her. There were stars in his eyes.
She looked into the deep black eyes of the other party, then quivered. She snapped out of her trance, and her heart’s lingering fear also faded like a tide. She looked back but saw that the person who had just spoken to her was already off in the distance. A young man in black went with him.
She showed a little confusion on her face, but then it turned into fear. She turned her head back and recognized that the person in front of her was the young pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion: “Young Pavilion Master, thank you for the help, otherwise Yuqing would have almost fallen into a hindrance to one’s heart.”
Chen Weiyuan stared at the other two people in the distance. He smiled slightly: “It’s just a trivial matter. You don’t need to keep it in your heart.”
Luo Yuqing still had some lingering fears, “Does the Young Pavilion Master recognize those two, particularly the black-clothed cultivator who just walked out of the ascension steps? His eyes seemed to be bewitching. What’s more, he can reach the ascension steps in ten days. This is unprecedented. But this character, Yuqing has never heard of him before.”
Chen Weiyuan: “I’m familiar with his Master. The disciple he received, I have met him several times. It’s just that today, he gave me a lot of surprises.” He retracted the folding fan and hit it against his palm. His lips smiled, revealing an ambiguous meaning.
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Ye Yunlan had just set foot on the mountain road when Shen Shu approached: “Master, the road down the mountain is far, I will take you for a ride.”
“Oh?” Ye Yunlan turned his head, with a hint of surprise on his face, “You have learned the method to ride your sword?”
Generally speaking, except for some secret magic techniques, sword cultivators could only cultivate their natal spirit sword to ride it. Ye Yunlan has been collecting materials since the day Shen Shu started sword practice. To build an excellent spirit sword for Shen Shu, all the materials have finally been collected at the communication stream’s cultivation market. Now, all they needed to do was make it after returning to the sect.
Shen Shu: “I got some inheritance from the ascension steps, so I can fly on the sword for a while.” His palms came together to form a seal, then the iron in his hand floated in front of the two of them. At the same time, a sword glow was spat out from the sword, enough for two people to stand on top.
Shen Shu jumped onto the sword. He bent over and stretched out his hand towards Ye Yunlan, “Come on.”
The young man’s hands were broad and powerful. Black hair, long eyes, and a deep gaze.
Ye Yunlan glanced at it quietly, then he raised his hand to hold it. He was pulled up by Shen Shu and quickly stood still on the flying sword.
“Although this iron shaft can fly for a short distance,” Shen Shu stood behind him and said with a low smile, “It’s just, I’m still looking forward to the spirit sword that Master will refine for me the most…”
The low voice entered his ears and made Ye Yunlan’s body go slightly stiff.
His fingers that were down by the side of his body curled up tight. “Didn’t you say you want to eat apricot blossom cake? Let’s go.”
Shen Shu laughed loudly. “Okay”
The shining sword light drew a long mark in the void.
Although Tianchi Mountain has an air ban, it only requires a magic weapon’s flying height not to exceed a hundred feet above the ground. Under the control of Shen Shu, the iron sword swept across the mountain road at the speed of wind. The cold wind blew their robes, making it slightly cold. But in the next moment, Shen Shu’s hands wrapped around his waist. He used spiritual power as a barrier to isolate the cold wind.
As the flying sword reached Tianchi Mountain’s maximum height, a pale white mountain fog enveloped them. From the air, one could see the winding mountain road and the colours of spring.
Shen Shu: “When disciple has his own natal spirit sword in the future, I will cultivate sword flying, then I can take Master to fly in the air for a long time. I know that Master does not like to travel far, but not far from Yanhui Peak, there is a valley of red flame flowers. In spring, the flowers blooming are dazzling there. If you look down from the sky, there should be a very beautiful view.”
Ye Yunlan didn’t say anything.
He remembered that a long time ago, he also flew on a sword with that person.
But, it was a long, long time ago.
At that time, he and the Demon Lord had lived in seclusion in the Central Continent for more than ten years.
Their identities were exposed, and they were besieged and attacked by the immortal sects.
The Demon Lord was seriously injured while riding his sword out of the net arranged by the immortal sect.
The other party held his waist tightly with his hands, and his head rested on his shoulders.
The cold wind was bitter, and the blood that slowly penetrated his shoulder was hot.
He tilted his head and saw the other party’s hair tangled in a mess with himself, almost unable to be differentiated.
The Shura sword was a sword of evil massacres. It had a violent temper and couldn’t even be touched by others except for the Demon Lord.
However, the Shura sword did not reject him.
The Demon Lord’s chest rose and fell and carried his breath’s smell of blood into his ears.
Until then, there was still no panic in this person’s voice. As usual, he carried a low-key smile.
“Does it look good?” The Demon Lord asked.
While he stood on the Shura sword, he saw a golden field on the ground spread across the horizon that connected with the orange-red sunset. Heaven and earth joined together to form a magnificent picture.
He whispered: “It looks good.”
Demon Lord: “You used to live in your sect residence and cultivated. After entering my demonic palace, because of my own desires, I made you stay with me all year round. Later, because of me, you were trapped in the Buddha Tower for hundreds of years.” The other party coughed, then said, “The world is vast, and you have not seen much scenery.”
“Senior Immortal, when I am not here, you should go take a look at this world.”
A hundred years later, he had seen everything all over the world.
Suddenly, a tender cry sounded.
“Tweet!”
A small yellow furball stuck its small head out from his collar. Its black-pea eyes looked curiously at the flying world around him.
Shen Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled again: “Master, where did this little chick come from?”
Ye Yunlan: “I met it in the mountains, and it followed me by itself.”
Shen Shu: “Since Master kept it by his side, did you want to keep it as a pet?”
Ye Yunlan faintly let out an “En.”
“I didn’t know that Master had the leisure of keeping pets…” Shen Shu pulled the little chick out of Ye Yunlan’s shirt. “If it’s a pet, does it have a name?”
Ye Yunlan: “No.”
Shen Shu asked with interest: “What if I give it a name?”
Ye Yunlan: “… If you want.”
“It’s so fluffy and cute. It would definitely attract people’s affection.” Shen Shu carried the little chick and looked at it, his tone emphasizing the “attract people’s affection”. A ribbon of malicious crimson flashed across his eyes, “How about calling it Furball?”
The little chick fluttered his wings in Shen Shu’s hand. It tweeted loudly and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the name.
Shen Shu: “Master also thinks that the name is not bad, right?”
Ye Yunlan didn’t speak but raised his hand to pick up the little chick from Shen Shu’s hand. He rubbed his fluffy head with his fingers.
The little chick licked his palm, then unwillingly calmed down.
The two soon arrived at the small town under the mountain.
After buying the apricot blossom cakes, they went to a lakeside grassland. Shen Shu sat on the grass, with one leg bent and his long sword by his side. He ate and frowned, then occasionally commented: “Too sweet.”
“The apricot blossoms have been left out for too long, and now they’re not fresh enough. The mung beans were also not crushed enough.”
“The steaming time was not enough. Now it isn’t soft enough.”
Ye Yunlan sat to the side and leaned against the tree trunk. He watched Shen Shu quietly.
Mottled tree shadows hit his face, hiding his expression.
He held the faint blue longevity flower that Shen Shu had brought back with one hand and put his other hand on the grass. Furball bounced around his hand.
After Shen Shu finished eating the last piece of apricot blossom mung bean cake, he looked over lazily.
“Actually, the apricot blossom cake in this small, mortal city doesn’t taste very good.”
“After returning to the sect, disciple will make it for Master personally, okay?”
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Even jelly of a little bird? lol
Thx for the ch ٩(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )و
He definitely restored his memories :D
Thank you so much for your hard work!Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ
furball 😩🤣
nah, that asshole Chen def figured out smth.
I want the mc to become powerful alr and realize his love is just beside him and fight the world. :’) my heart can’t take it anymore.