Chapter 319: Senior Brother, a Passionate Heart
After watching Ye Anping and the others return to their inn, Xiao Yunluo hurried back to Chang’an Street to look for her mother. However, she couldn’t find her after searching for a long time, so she returned to an inn in the East District of Tian’an City that catered to wealthy cultivators.
The inn was called Seven Fragrance Pavilion. It was the only inn in Tian’an City exclusively open to female cultivators from aristocratic families. Several Nascent Soul stage cultivators patrolled the premises daily, maintaining strict security. It was so secure that one could run around the inn naked without any fear of being seen.
Xiao Yunluo returned to her rented private room, happily took a hot bath, changed into her pajamas, and lay down on the bedding. She looked up at the ceiling, recalling the scene of her dancing for Ye Anping earlier, her heart pounding like a little deer.
“Woo~~~”
As the little deer in her chest thrashed about, she couldn’t help but roll around on the bed. After a few rolls, she curled up into a ball, hugging a feather pillow.
“Does Ye Anping like me too? He even praised my dancing, heeheeheehee… Anping~ Anping~~”
Xiao Yunluo pursed her lips and began to kiss her pillow enthusiastically.
“Chu~~~”
“Heehee—”
At this moment.
*Creak—*
The door to the private room was pushed open. Si Xuanji, holding a large pile of miscellaneous items, stepped over the threshold with her short legs.
Hearing the “chu chu” kissing sounds from inside the room, she leaned her head out from behind the stacks of boxes and pastries in her arms. Seeing her daughter kissing her pillow, a hint of disdain flashed in her Yin-yang heteromorphic eyes.
“…”
Xiao Yunluo pouted and froze in place. She turned her head and saw her mother walking in with the items. Her face immediately flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly threw the pillow aside and sat up.
“Mom… you’re back…”
“Ai—”
Si Xuanji shook her head and walked to a nearby table, dropping the items she was carrying onto it.
Xiao Yunluo asked awkwardly, “Mom, why didn’t you use a Storage Bag to carry them?”
Si Xuanji glanced at her. “What did you call me?”
“Ah… Sister.”
“A Storage Bag doesn’t give you the feeling of buying things,” Si Xuanji shook her head. Seeing her daughter’s expression, she knew she had likely missed an opportunity. “Did Ye Anping say anything to you?”
“He said…” Xiao Yunluo paused and replied, “Ye Anping said in a few days he’s going to kill a demonic cultivator and asked us to help.”
“A demonic cultivator? In Tian’an City?”
“Yes, that’s what he said… So, are you going?”
Si Xuanji frowned slightly and walked to the window. She stood on her tiptoes, but the window was higher than those in ordinary inns, and she couldn’t reach the latch. So, she used her spiritual power to float up and pushed the window open, looking at the stars in the Sky Curtain.
The stars in the Sky Curtain flowed like water in her Yin-yang heteromorphic eyes. Finally, a black star emitting a white light stopped in the center of her pupils.
After a moment of hesitation, Si Xuanji closed the window and relocked the latch.
“Get some rest. While your cultivation is low and you can still sleep, sleep more.”
“Ah… Mm.” Xiao Yunluo’s lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to ask about the relationship between her mother and Ye Anping. But seeing her mother take out a seat cushion and begin to meditate, she didn’t dare disturb her. She carefully put the pillow back and lay on her side. “Mom, goodnight.”
Si Xuanji sat down cross-legged, took off her embroidered shoes, and rubbed her small feet, which rarely touched the ground for decades. Then, she glanced at Xiao Yunluo, who had her back to her, and replied with a smile, “Goodnight.”
…
Meanwhile, at the Flowing Moon Inn in the West District.
Ye Anping, having just bathed and changed his clothes, stood by the window of his private room, his gaze scanning the stars in the Sky Curtain. Xiao Tian was perched on his head, dangling her little feet as she watched the stars with him.
“Anping, Anping, the stars are so bright today~ Look at that one!”
Ye Anping sighed softly. “What about that one?”
“Do you know which one I’m talking about?”
“No.”
Xiao Tian puffed out her cheeks and lowered her head, hanging upside down to bring her face closer to his.
“So perfunctory~ By the way, was Xiao Girl’s dancing good today?”
“It was quite good.”
“Then do you want Yu Die to dance for you too~ Yu Die can dance too, and she’s much better than Xiao Girl…”
“No thanks.”
Ye Anping gave her a look. Then, he thought back to Xiao Yunluo’s shy dance earlier, his heart beat a little faster, and a warmth surged down his chest.
He knew, of course, that this was wrong. He already had a Junior Sister by his side, yet he was developing feelings for another girl.
However, how could he remain indifferent when a beautiful girl mustered such courage just to reveal herself to him? Moreover, he did have some lustful thoughts about Xiao Yunluo.
“…”
Feng Yu Die, Feng Yu Die, Feng Yu Die…
After repeating Feng Yu Die’s name several times in his mind, Ye Anping forcibly suppressed this slight flutter of emotion. He took a deep breath, cleared his head, and shifted his attention back to the “demonic cultivator” he had mentioned to Feng Yu Die earlier.
Where there is yin, there is yang; where there is darkness, there is light.
In the game’s Imperial Sect event, Feng Yu Die, representing the path of righteousness, encountered the demonic cultivator named “Gu Ming Xin,” who represented the opposite path of yin. That person was different from Yun Kunwu. Although Yun Kunwu could be considered a great enemy of Feng Yu Die, they had never met in the game, and they were not from the same era.
However, Gu Ming Xin was comparable to Feng Yu Die in both cultivation and experience. After meeting at the Imperial Sect, the two seemed bound by fate and ran into each other wherever they went. Feng Yu Die had pushed Gu Ming Xin to the brink of death multiple times, and Gu Ming Xin had also pushed her and Xiao Yunluo to the brink of death multiple times. They were evenly matched, and neither could claim to be 100% sure of victory.
Ye Anping’s idea was to eliminate her at the Imperial Sect, which would ensure everything went smoothly afterward. However, killing her would be almost as difficult as a demonic cultivator killing Feng Yu Die. Feng Yu Die had the protagonist’s halo, while Gu Ming Xin had the villain’s halo. Only one could defeat the other; anyone else who intervened would be courting death.
However, Ye Anping’s concern was not the villain’s halo, but…
His gaze shifted towards Xiao Tian, who was hanging upside down on his forehead.
Seeing his gaze, Xiao Tian blinked and tilted her head. “Wh~at~’s~ wr~ong~?”
There was no “Xiao Tian” in the game. Or rather, there was, but players couldn’t see her; only Feng Yu Die could. And Gu Ming Xin possessed the Tian Mo Book Scroll. Thinking about it, she likely had a similar emergency item by her side, and its attributes and appearance were probably the opposite of Xiao Tian’s.
“Xiao Tian, do you have siblings?”
“Mm?” Xiao Tian tilted her head in confusion. “Siblings? I have seniors. The spirit artifacts that wrote the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao were all my seniors~”
Ye Anping pinched the bridge of his nose. His greatest concern now was whether he could see the spirit artifact of Gu Ming Xin’s Tian Mo Book Scroll if he could see Xiao Tian. If he could see it, and Gu Ming Xin knew he could see it…
“Never mind, I’ll see later… I’m going to sleep.”
“Go sleep at Yu Die’s place?”
“…”
Ye Anping paused. He looked at Pei Lianxue, who was curled up and fast asleep on his bed. He walked over and tucked his Junior Sister in, then took out a meditation cushion and sat down cross-legged.
“I’m not sleeping.”
…
