Chapter 428 Senior Brother, I’m a Little Worried
Meanwhile, a thousand li away—
Inside the dark cave, only a few fragmented voices remained. The Foundation Establishment Stage disciples in the tents had already fallen asleep, conserving their strength for a new day.
In the largest tent at the very top, the playful noises that had lasted for about an hour had finally quieted down.
Inside the curtained tent, Yun Yiyi, draped in a fur cloak, her golden hair spread behind her, leaned against Ye Anping’s left shoulder, listening to his now calm heartbeat.
Xiao Yunluo, with Ye Anping’s thigh as her pillow, her eyes tightly closed and lips pursed, had already fallen asleep. However, she would occasionally let out a soft, dreamy murmur:
“Mmm~~ Anping… It’s my turn…”
Ye Anping, who was exhausted, found his sleepiness completely cleared after the past hour.
He gently stroked the back of Xiao Yunluo’s purple hair, like soothing a child to sleep, looking at the slightly sharp deer antlers on her forehead with full tenderness.
“Sigh…”
Yun Yiyi, leaning on his shoulder, glanced at Xiao Yunluo and chuckled softly, covering her mouth.
“Anping, for both Xiao Young Master and I not to have taken you down, you’re amazing.”
Ye Anping showed a hint of a helpless smile. Perhaps it was due to the lingering “wise man’s moment,” he inexplicably thought about the “chicken or the egg” dilemma.
Did he end up having so many cultivation partners because he practiced the wrong cultivation method initially?
Or was it because he wanted to have so many cultivation partners that he went on to practice the Nine Yuan Heart Method of the Si Yang Sect?
“Elder Wang of the Xuan Xing Sect once said that because I practiced the wrong Heart Method and had excessive Yang Energy, the cultivation partners I found would inevitably flee to their families every few days. Yiyi, you even gave me restorative medicine last time…”
“I didn’t know. You were also pretending to be impotent in front of me then, but you were clearly as strong as a man…”
“People always change.”
“Mmm…”
Yun Yiyi tilted her head and leaned towards Ye Anping’s neck, then gently kissed the corner of his lips.
*Peck~*
“Can you still go? Xiao Young Master is down, but I haven’t yet…”
Ye Anping looked at her with a bit of embarrassment. Although it was said that after Seven Dragon Valley, the path ahead would be smooth sailing, and there wouldn’t be much trouble, they were still thousands of li away from the Sword Gate Pass.
If Xiao Yunluo and Yun Yiyi suddenly sat in wheelchairs tomorrow, what would the Xing Tian Division disciples think when they saw it?
“We still have to travel tomorrow.”
“What’s wrong with traveling?” Yun Yiyi narrowed her eyes with a charming smile and leaned close to his ear, “Or is it… you can’t anymore, Anping?”
Ye Anping immediately shivered, and then Xiao Yunluo’s face was poked concave…
However, just as Ye Anping was about to continue the fight, a female voice came from outside the tent curtain:
“Report… Report!!”
The voice was loud but lacked confidence, and her tone was extremely nervous.
Yun Yiyi’s face instantly showed a hint of displeasure, but after taking a deep breath, she quickly regained her composure, realizing that the person outside could probably guess what was happening inside the tent.
Since they knew she was busy, and they still came to disturb her, it must be a major incident.
Ye Anping saw Yun Yiyi’s expression turn cold, and the thing supporting Xiao Yunluo’s cheek gradually retracted. He quickly grabbed the clothes that had fallen on the bedside and said, “Yiyi, go put on your clothes first…”
“Come in!”
?
Upon hearing this, Ye Anping’s eyes widened slightly. He quickly extended his hand and pulled the curtain, which had been slightly ajar at the edge of the bed, completely closed.
The female cultivator who had been outside the tent, after hearing Yun Yiyi’s voice, although she had prepared herself mentally, couldn’t help but be slightly embarrassed and stunned when she walked into the room and saw the few robes lying at the edge of the bed.
*Swish—*
Yun Yiyi waved her hand, igniting a Spirit Stone Lantern with spiritual energy, casting the shadows of herself, Ye Anping, and Xiao Yunluo onto the curtain. Then she asked, “What is it? Is that Junior Sister Yu by the sound of your voice? Young Master Ye and I are here, as is Young Master Xiao, so just say it.”
Although Ye Anping greatly admired that Yun Yiyi could match the voice to the name of this ordinary Sword Sect disciple, he was also somewhat unaccustomed to it.
He felt like a villain right now…
So he didn’t say anything.
The female cultivator from the Sword Sect outside the curtain, with a crimson face, quickly cupped her fists and replied, “Second Miss has lost contact. Our scheduled check-ins for yesterday and today have been broken, and the spirit pets we sent to deliver messages a few days ago have not returned yet.”
As soon as she said this, Ye Anping and Yun Yiyi’s eyes slightly narrowed, but their expressions only changed slightly, with no significant emotional fluctuations.
“I understand. Send a few more spirit pets. Perhaps they encountered a sandstorm or something, and can’t send messages for now.”
“Yes.”
The female cultivator from the Sword Sect cupped her fists in response, nodded, and quickly retreated from the tent.
Then, the sounds of several Sword Sect disciples arguing could be heard outside the tent:
“How is it? How is it?”
“What do you mean ‘how is it’? Senior Sister Qi should have reported it; why did you make me go…”
“Oh, Eldest Miss likes you more…”
“—Cough cough!!”
Yun Yiyi frowned slightly, deliberately coughed, and then drove those female cultivators away.
After there were no other sounds around the tent, she asked, “Anping, did you anticipate this?”
“I considered this possibility, but there isn’t a particularly good solution. I gave many brocade pouches to Senior Sister Feng and the others before, and taught her what to do if they encountered a critical situation, but there are too many possibilities. I don’t know which one they are currently facing.”
Ye Anping frowned deeply, staring at the tent entrance for a while, expecting a small golden figure to rush in the next moment and inform him of what had happened.
But unfortunately, either Xiao Tian was still on the way, or Xiao Tian didn’t have the opportunity to leave Feng Yu Die’s side.
The mission he had previously assigned to Xiao Tian was to help Feng Yu Die keep watch on the surroundings. If the journey was safe throughout, it was to find time to report back to him.
“Yiyi…”
“Are you going with Xiao Young Master?”
“Mmm…” Ye Anping nodded, showing a slightly apologetic expression as he looked at Yun Yiyi, “No matter what, since this situation has occurred, I definitely have to go. Feng Yu Die… I truly can’t rest assured about her…”
Yun Yiyi shook her head slightly, seeing Ye Anping’s expression, and interrupted, “It’s okay, I’ll continue to Sword South Pass with the Xing Tian Division disciples. Don’t worry about me. After all, I am the Young Master of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect; managing three thousand people is easily done.”
“Then I’ll trouble you. Yun Xi will have disciples from the Hundred Lotus Sect to meet her. Perhaps you’ll encounter them on the way. If you see them, ask my Junior Sister to follow you too.”
“Mmm…”
“Also, there is a person named Liang Zhu in the Hundred Lotus Sect. You haven’t met him, so I’m mentioning him to you. He’s quite capable and trustworthy. If anything happens on the road, you can ask him to handle it, as long as you pay enough Spirit Stones.”
“Okay.”
Ye Anping lowered his head to look at Xiao Yunluo, then took a deep breath, picked her up, and placed her aside.
“Anping~ No~~”
“…”
After a moment of愣 (daze), Ye Anping didn’t pay attention. He moved off the bed and took out two sets of clothes from his Storage Bag, throwing one set onto the bed: “Yiyi, please help Yunluo put on her clothes.”
Then, he quickly got dressed and took out a Geographical Map from his Storage Bag, spreading it on a round table in the center of the tent.
Just as Ye Anping was about to light a candle to illuminate the map, Yun Yiyi, one step ahead of him, brought over a candle and placed it beside the table: “Here.”
“Mmm…”
Ye Anping nodded, and under the candlelight, he looked down at the Central Domain map densely covered with his notes and markings. He then used his hand as a ruler, measuring between Seven Dragon Valley and Feng Yu Die’s route, calculating the shortest path to get there.
After a while, Xiao Yunluo also slowly woke up. She sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her eyes, looking disgruntled and pouting like a child being called to school by her mother.
“What’s wrong?”
Yun Yiyi handed her a Storage Bag from the side, which she had placed aside during the fight earlier, and said, “Young Master Xiao, Second Miss has encountered trouble, so Anping needs to take you there.”
“Oh…” Xiao Yunluo nodded blankly. After a long while, she reacted, “Ah?! What?! Second Idiot is…”
“Yunluo, I’ll explain on the road. Let’s go.”
“Ah? But…”
Xiao Yunluo tried to stand up, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, her knees uncontrollably bent again, and she sat back on the edge of the bed.
Her face blushing, she called out, “Anping, my legs are weak…”
“Who told you to keep asking Yiyi to…?” Ye Anping shook his head helplessly, walked back, and directly lifted Xiao Yunluo into his arms. “Yiyi, then we’re leaving.”
“Be careful on the road.”
“You too…”
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