Chapter 118 Protagonist, Flower Protector
Dong—Dong dong—
In the early morning, the morning bell rings through Chi Long Mountain.
Last night’s rain had washed away a lot of the Extreme Flame Spiritual Energy in the soil, and the air was not as dry as in the previous days.
In the garden of the guest courtyard, Xiao Yunluo’s white plain clothes were already soaked with sweat. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was slightly uneven.
—Every day, she wakes up, reviews her Xuan Xing Sect sword art three times, and uses sweat to expel the杂念 (distracting thoughts) accumulated overnight from her body. After that, she returns to her room to wipe her body with a damp cloth, comb her hair, and change her clothes.
This was a habit she had maintained since childhood.
As for what were 杂念?
Simply put, they were thoughts that would distract her usual attention.
Just like Ye Anping.
Ever since their Foundation Establishment at the Hundred Lotus Sect’s Spirit Gathering Grotto, whenever she meditated on Qi Cultivation or before sleeping, she would occasionally recall Ye Anping meditating and cultivating Qi with his upper body bare.
Ye Anping was not particularly tall, nor were his shoulders broad. To say he was handsome was definitely not comparable to the Senior Brothers of the Xuan Xing Sect, but Xiao Yunluo didn’t know why, Ye Anping’s appearance was particularly attractive to her.
As a result, every time she thought of Ye Anping like that, she would feel a wave of weakness throughout her body.
If she thought of it at night, she would lock her room door, close the window, take out her privately kept “erotic books” from her Storage Bag, look at the illustrations in the books, substitute herself and Ye Anping into the scenes, and then curl up into a ball…
Shua—
Her Spirit Sword swung out a silver arc.
Xiao Yunluo retracted her sword, closed her eyes, and held her breath to slow her breathing. Then she raised her sleeve to wipe the sweat from her forehead and sighed at the sky.
Although dancing with the sword had helped her calm her mind to a great extent, now that she stopped, her mind couldn’t help but fantasize again, wondering if Ye Anping would appear behind her the next moment, embrace her waist, and pull her into his arms.
Xiao Yunluo was full of anticipation. After waiting for a moment, she secretly glanced behind her.
She knew, of course, that Ye Anping would not appear here, nor would he do such a thing.
However, when she saw that Ye Anping was not behind her, she still felt a little disappointed.
“What am I thinking? I’m like a maiden in love, no, no!”
Xiao Yunluo shook her head, re-tied her slightly loose hair bun, and then continued to wield her sword.
However, although Ye Anping was not behind her, there was a woman dressed in Chi Long Mansion’s guard uniform, hiding behind a willow tree about twenty feet away, peeking at her.
This woman was Wu Yue, the Core Formation Stage female cultivator who assisted Li Longling in investigating Demonic cultivators, and also the Upper Protector of the Prison Hall of the Tian Mo Sect.
Li Feng had previously told their boss that they were absolutely not allowed to make a move on Xiao Yunluo.
Their boss had also specifically instructed them that before the blood sacrifice, they absolutely could not have any thoughts about Xiao Yunluo.
Wu Yue naturally understood Zi Tiancheng’s reasons for doing so.
—Xiao Yunluo was only at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage. Whether it was kidnapping or killing her, it would be as easy as flipping a hand for them. They didn’t need to rush, and for the sake of Xiao Yunluo alone, they would not affect the Tian Mo Sect’s plan to win over the Chi Long Mansion.
But the situation was different now.
Her childhood sweetheart, Yao Yuanhua, had died two days ago because of two Xuan Xing Sect disciples.
Wu Yue now urgently wanted to avenge Yao Yuanhua, but since she couldn’t find the two Xuan Xing Sect disciples at that time, she planned to vent her anger on Xiao Yunluo, the Young Miss of the Xuan Xing Sect.
“…”
Of course, killing Xiao Yunluo directly would undoubtedly affect their plan.
But she was a Ghost Cultivator.
She had ten thousand ways to get rid of Xiao Yunluo without anyone knowing, and even if Li Feng personally examined Xiao Yunluo’s body later, he would never find any evidence.
She planned to use the Corpse Soul she had raised herself to attach itself to Xiao Yunluo and slowly erode her True Essence.
In that way, within a week, the Corpse Soul would have gradually devoured her True Essence and soul consciousness.
At that time, Xiao Yunluo would become unable to speak, unable to walk, and although she would still retain her consciousness, her brain would also shrink to the size of a newborn infant.
Seeing that Xiao Yunluo was completely unaware of what was about to happen to her, Wu Yue couldn’t help but purse her lips and smile.
Her fingers, hidden in her wide sleeves, formed a Sword Finger and flicked slightly. A string of soul bells appeared in her hand.
The next moment.
Ding ding—
The crisp bell sound spread outwards from Wu Yue.
Guided by the bell sound, a faint purple mist, which was extremely difficult to notice, shot out from her nose. Carried by the wind, it was blown towards Xiao Yunluo.
Xiao Yunluo also heard the sound of the bells, stopped her Spirit Sword, and turned her head to look in the direction of the willow tree.
However, due to Wu Yue’s Qi concealment technique, she couldn’t see anyone behind the tree.
She just muttered to herself doubtfully, “Auditory hallucination? I thought I heard the sound of bells,” and then ignored it, continuing to wield her sword.
Seeing this, the curve of Wu Yue’s lips widened a bit more.
The Corpse Soul she released was actually very fragile.
Even for a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator like Xiao Yunluo, as long as she promptly protected herself with Spiritual Energy, it would be extremely difficult for the Corpse Soul to attach to her.
However, it was clear that Xiao Yunluo had not noticed anything wrong. She was still breathing heavily, her attention entirely on dancing with her sword.
Watching the faint purple mist approach the side of Xiao Yunluo’s face, Wu Yue decided not to watch any longer.
She felt that it was settled—in a week, the only daughter of Immortal Dan Yue would become an idiot that even her mother wouldn’t recognize.
However, just as she was about to leave.
Suddenly, a white figure darted to Xiao Yunluo’s side.
“Senior Sister Xiao!! Good morning~~”
Hearing this, Wu Yue frowned, quickly stopped, and turned her head to look again.
The girl named Feng Yu Die suddenly rushed in front of the Corpse Soul she had released, greeted Xiao Yunluo, and as she opened her mouth, she inhaled Wu Yue’s Corpse Soul through her throat.
“…”
Wu Yue was silent for a while. She didn’t intend to release a second vengeful soul, and sneered:
“Heh, such good luck.”
After saying that, she glanced at Feng Yu Die and paid her no further mind.
Her figure then turned into purple mist and dispersed.
Feng Yu Die stood beside Xiao Yunluo, glanced at the willow tree where Wu Yue had just been, and quickly asked Xiao Tian, who was floating in the sky, with her eyes: “How is it?”
”
[Feather Butterfly, she’s gone. You quickly meditate and rest. I’ll handle the rest.]
”
“Mmm…”
Xiao Yunluo looked at Feng Yu Die’s expression with confusion and asked:
“What are you doing? Suddenly rushing over…”
“Of course, it’s to protect you.”
?
Xiao Yunluo was bewildered, but she saw Feng Yu Die immediately sit down cross-legged, close her eyes, and begin to focus her Qi.
“Hmm? Protect me from what?”
”
“…”
Feng Yu Die did not answer. She frowned and mobilized her True Essence to protect herself. At the same time, Xiao Tian retreated from Feng Yu Die’s forehead into her soul realm.
Inside Feng Yu Die’s soul realm, the sky and water met, presenting a scene of a boundless mirror lake.
Xiao Tian returned to the mirror lake and quickly flew over the surface of the lake. After searching for a while, he found the “Corpse Soul” that Feng Yu Die had just inhaled into her body in a corner of the mirror lake.
The Corpse Soul had now revealed its true form.
It was a rotting male corpse, but it could move. Its whole body exuded a stench that made Xiao Tian nauseous, polluting the lake surface beneath its feet.
With every step it took, it left a dirty trace on the mirror lake.
With just one glance, Xiao Tian could tell that this thing was a Corpse Soul refined from the abandoned shell of a male cultivator at the moment of his death.
Xiao Tian puckered his lips in disgust, then furrowed his brows, cupped his hands in a sword gesture in front of his chest:
”
[Old Nine, it’s time for an extra meal!!]
”
As the words fell, a golden light erupted from Xiao Tian’s chest, transforming into a golden dragon coiling in the air.
The golden dragon glared at the vengeful soul on the lake with angry eyes, then glanced at Xiao Tian with disdain, as if it didn’t want to eat this vengeful soul.
As for the vengeful soul, seeing the sudden appearance of the golden dragon, it was completely stunned. It looked up at the golden dragon dazedly, hesitated for a moment, and then, out of instinct, turned its head to escape.
However, in the next moment, the golden dragon opened its jaws, circled in the sky, and dived down with one strike, swallowing it into its belly.
”
[Burp~~]
”
The golden dragon’s burp echoed throughout Feng Yu Die’s soul realm.
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