"Hmm? This aura? Qingchan has broken through to the Xuan Qing realm?!" Duan Wuyong was stunned, a look of astonishment flashing in his aged eyes.
How many days has it been?
Counting the time,it seemed like Ye Qingchan had only been brought to the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect by Ling Xiao five days ago, right?
But this girl actually jumped directly from the False Realm to the Xuan Qing level?
What kind of monstrous speed is this?
Probably in the entire Sacred Dynasty,few could compare to her.
Struck gold!
Duan Wuyong's face instantly blossomed like a chrysanthemum.
"Heh, it seems this aura belongs to that Junior Sister Ye." A chill flashed in Nian Qingyun's beautiful eyes, and her figure instantly vanished.
Even with Duan Wuyong's cultivation, he was stunned for half a breath.
Truly worthy of being a peerless prodigy who comprehended the Ethereal Dao Principle.
Form ethereal, coming and going with ease.
"Divine Maiden!!!"
"A sword given by my husband, what principle is there to take it back? Wouldn't that make me seem too petty?"
Rarely, Nian Qingyun actually uttered the word "husband."
Moreover, her voice was clear and melodious, instantly resounding throughout the entire Heavenly Sword Mountain.
Husband?
So the Divine Maiden Nian had truly been conquered by Young Master Ling Xiao?
Waaaah.
Meanwhile, Ye Qingchan stood atop the mountain peak, her cyan robes fluttering, ethereal as an immortal.
Her exquisitely beautiful face carried a trace of faint joy.
The Xuan Qing realm.
Young Master,I am working hard to catch up to your footsteps.
It was hard to imagine that a level considered top-tier in the Northern Wastes was something she achieved in just five days.
Especially after merging with the wisp of Dao Principle power the Young Master gifted her, Ye Qingchan seemed to feel that an unknown power within her was slowly awakening.
Sometimes, she would see many scenes she had never witnessed before.
Bloody battles on a vast battlefield, a thousand miles of frozen ice.
Golden palaces,tens of thousands paying homage.
These were things she had never personally witnessed, yet now they were etched into her mind as if carved.
Ye Qingchan felt lost.
She wanted to break through faster and go to the Young Master's side.
But she also had a vague feeling that once she truly mastered that power, she would lose Ling Xiao completely.
Buzz!
Not far away, space suddenly trembled.
A white-robed immortal figure drifted down and landed, standing about ten feet away from her.
Equally picturesque immortal beauty, equally world-toppling grace.
Especially now with Ye Qingchan's breakthrough, the aura around her was gradually becoming as cold as frost.
But it was somewhat different from Nian Qingyun. The coldness on her didn't stem from her temperament, but from her aura.
Whereas the Divine Maiden of the Dao Palace seemed innately so, with ice in her blood and coldness in her bones.
The two women looked at each other from a distance, a faint chill in their beautiful eyes.
Even though Ye Qingchan's cultivation had just barely entered the Xuan Qing realm, she showed no timidity in front of Nian Qingyun, instead appearing even more dignified.
Without guessing, she knew who this woman was.
A face like a painting, capable of bringing chaos to all races, evoking pity even in me.
Aside from the Young Master's Divine Maiden fiancée, who else would make a special trip to the Heavenly Sword Sect to see her?
But since she came, it seemed the Young Master had mentioned her in front of others.
A smile suddenly curled at the corner of Ye Qingchan's lips.
Her inherent personality wasn't aloof or cold; rather, she was somewhat mischievous.
But the aura around her was like a cold spring from the deepest reaches of the heavens, making people feel inexplicably desolate.
Neither of them spoke until Nian Qingyun drew the sword in her hand.
"This is what Ling Xiao sent you. He said… you are pitiful." Nian Qingyun turned and walked down the mountain.
She had gotten the answer she wanted.
No matter how自负 Nian Qingyun was, today she finally understood why Ye Qingchan had won Ling Xiao's affection.
Her coldness was a disgust for the world.
But when Nian Qingyun uttered the name "Ling Xiao," she clearly saw the surge of tender affection that instantly swirled in Ye Qingchan's eyes.
Ling Xiao, at the Myriad Sects Grand Competition, I will kill you, transcend my tribulation of love, and cultivate my Dao Heart.
Ye Qingchan silently watched the graceful figure gradually receding into the distance, a faint smile lingering on her lips.
The Young Master… truly dotes on me.
I must cultivate diligently, striving to reach the Young Master's side as soon as possible.
As for that power…
Ye Qingchan refused to believe that anything in this world could make her leave Ling Xiao.
If there was, she would simply destroy it.
Young Master, even if one day my body is shattered to pieces, my heart will hold no regrets.
A clear light suddenly blazed brightly in Ye Qingchan's eyes.
It was a kind of obsession, unwavering even unto death.
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Blaze Cloud City.
Today, Blaze Cloud City was exceptionally lively.
Many commoners took to the streets, vying to catch a glimpse of the Grand Elder of the Flaming Cloud Sect.
In this small city at the mountain's foot, immortal cultivators were few. Aside from the city lord and a few major families, the vast majority were ordinary commoners.
It was said that today, the Flaming Cloud Sect's Grand Elder, Yin Zhengchun, brought his grandson here to propose to the illegitimate daughter of the Lin Family, Lin Meng.
How could the city's commoners miss such a golden opportunity? They woke up early, hoping to see the immortal's esteemed presence.
Of course, if they were lucky, and the immortal bestowed some marvelous items for cultivation, perhaps they could achieve enlightenment in one fell swoop and embark on the ethereal path of immortality.
Outside the Lin Family residence, an old man in fiery red robes stood with his hands behind his back, his aged face naturally exuding an aura of authority and pride.
This person was precisely Yin Tianxing's grandfather, the Grand Elder of the Flaming Cloud Sect, Yin Zhengchun, whose cultivation had long since reached the Breakthrough Realm.
Originally, he was unwilling to come for such a trivial matter.
After all, proposing to a minor city family, why would it require the personal presence of a Grand Elder like himself?
A single command, and any woman would be begging, crying, and kneeling before him.
But today, Yin Tianxing insisted he come along, saying it was to give the Lin Family some small face.
"Heh heh, the Grand Elder gracing us with his presence brings immense honor to our humble Lin Family." Immediately, several old men emerged from the Lin Family, bowing respectfully to Yin Zhengchun.
Behind them, the Lin Family head, Lin Yuan, followed with a panicked expression, offering a bow.
Although he knew early on that Lin Meng and that Yin Tianxing were mutually attracted, he never imagined that the proposal today would actually stir this Grand Elder of the Flaming Cloud Sect.
This man's status, within the Blaze Cloud City region, was even more revered than the city lord's.
"Hmph." Yin Zhengchun merely snorted lightly before being surrounded and ushered into the main hall by the crowd.
By now, all the clansmen of the Lin Family had gathered.
Their eyes when looking at Yin Zhengchun were full of reverence and fear.
The strongest elder of the Lin Family was only at the Xuan Qing realm; in front of this Grand Elder, that was nothing, not even worth a fart.
But for some reason, a trace of bitterness lingered on Lin Meng's face at this moment, seemingly not feeling happy about such an honor.
"Meng'er, why haven't you served tea to the Grand Elder?"
"Meng'er?Meng'er?!"
"Young Master Ling Xiao… you are destined to be nothing but an extravagant hope for me." Lin Meng's gaze drifted towards the sky outside the hall, her eyes holding an image of a gentle, handsome face.
It wasn't until someone beside her gently pushed her that Lin Meng snapped out of her daze.
Dammit!
This wretched girl is planning to get our Lin Family killed?!
Immediately, a gloomy look flashed in the eyes of many Lin Family clansmen.
Especially the middle-aged woman standing in the hall, her gaze held a trace of venomous resentment.
An illegitimate daughter, really hit the jackpot with damn luck to be noticed by Young Master Yin.
What, still not satisfied? Daring to wear such a sorrowful expression.
Truly, in a big family like the Lin Family, there's all kinds of birds!