Chapter 437: Senior Brother, Prepare the Wedding
The next day was clear and peaceful.
As the rising sun peeked over the horizon of the yellow sand, Ye Anping straightened his team, leading his junior sister and the twenty-seven Core Formation Stage Xing Tian Division disciples. They broke through the clouds and rode the wind, following the route he had planned, heading towards Sword Gate Pass on the border of the Southern Domain.
After several cycles of day and night, the spiritual light from the clash between two Void Realm cultivators in the direction of Luoxia Mountain gradually dissipated. A golden carrier pigeon from Sword Gate Pass brought them a jade slip.
Yun Yiyi received the jade slip from Yun Tianchong. She then used a carrier pigeon to send the jade slip Yun Tianchong had sent her directly back to him.
Everything was going smoothly on Yun Yiyi’s end. The Core Formation Stage cultivators she led had already rendezvoused with the team led by Yun Xi, Liang Zhu, and other Hundred Lotus Sect cultivators. They had arranged for escorts to continue guiding the Xing Tian Division disciples towards the Western Regions according to the map he provided.
As for Yun Tianchong’s jade slip, aside from his self-aggrandizing passages boasting about his bravery and reliability to Yun Yiyi, it detailed the situation with him and Fu Xuan Shangxian’s team.
The Xing Tian Division’s twenty-seven Nascent Soul cultivators, along with four Deity Transformation cultivators including Yun Tianchong, encountered the Ghost Spirit Sect Master and the elders beside him. Twelve Nascent Soul cultivators perished, and one Deity Transformation cultivator died. The rest suffered injuries to varying degrees.
At a critical moment, the Demon Emperor arrived as Ye Anping had predicted. Using the excuse, “How dare you demonic cultivators kidnap my disciple!” he battled Gui Mu Qi in the sky above Luoxia Mountain for four days and four nights, ending with Gui Mu Qi’s retreat.
After Ye Anping finished reading the jade slip sent by Yun Yiyi, the heavy weight on his heart finally lifted.
Thus, the matter of the Donghuang Great Wall had come to a close.
Although the Xing Tian Division suffered considerable casualties this time, it was not as if they had all perished within the Immortal City of Donghuang as in the game. As for subsequent matters like the resettlement of the Xing Tian Division and the burial of the fallen disciples…
—These were tasks for Tong Zilan to worry about.
Ye Anping felt he had done all he could.
To save the Xing Tian Division and Yun Yiyi this time, he had incurred a massive debt.
Regarding Hu Mu and Xue Tianqiao, he now had to find a way to subtly extort a favor from Hu Mu to give to Xue Tianqiao, or else Xue Tianqiao would definitely report him…
As for Si Xuanji, Si Xuanji had explicitly forbidden him from getting involved in this troublesome Donghuang affair. Yet, the moment he agreed not to return, he received a flying sword message from Li Longling and brought Xiao Yunluo and the others to Donghuang.
He would likely have to appease his wife properly upon his return…
Of course, as the saying goes, when the cart reaches the mountain, there will be a way. These matters were of little consequence for now.
What Ye Anping had not anticipated, and what was causing him difficulty, was the matter of Gu.
*Hoo-hoo—*
The cry of a crane carried for a thousand li. The team, moving gracefully through the desert’s remaining clouds, was led by Ye Anping. He sat on the crane’s back, looking down at his “right hand” gently cradling his own left hand’s back.
The fingers were as delicate as tender sprouts, the skin as fair as congealed fat. It wasn’t the colorless white of a severed limb, but rather showed a slight blush. The cut surface was concealed by a dark red Gu spiritual energy.
At least, in broad daylight, it didn’t look frightening, much better than the severed limbs he had seen as a coroner in his youth.
However, Ye Anping genuinely wished he could throw this hand away.
For the past few days, as he sat on the red-crowned crane’s back cultivating, he had hung this hand on his belt. From time to time, Gu’s hand would suddenly pinch his thigh, startling him greatly.
Gu’s hand scratched the back of his hand. Seeing that he didn’t react, it suddenly stood up on its index and middle fingers, like a small person, and slowly moved from his thigh towards his waist…
“… …”
Ye Anping let out a long breath. He immediately took out a bamboo strip from his storage bag and, with a *snap*, hit Gu’s hand. The hand, in pain, quickly rolled over and rubbed against Ye Anping’s calf, as if complaining…
Seeing this, Ye Anping felt a little weary. After some thought, he picked up her hand, spread its fingers, and used the bamboo strip to write on her palm:
—If you touch me again, I’ll throw you away.
The hand paused, then raised its index finger and hooked it, indicating understanding.
“Sigh…”
Ye Anping sighed lightly, lowered his eyes, and began to ponder.
Gu’s hand, whether used to fight Ghost Spirits or to forge jade slips to demon cultivator forces in Gu’s name…
It would undoubtedly have many uses in the Eastern Domain. But for now, it could only serve as a figurine and a messenger.
Ye Anping glanced sideways at Feng Yu Die, who was flying on her sword beside him, her silver hair fluttering.
He did not trust Gu, but Si Xuanji had indeed attached a bell to Gu.
Moreover, Gu had spared Feng Yu Die’s life before. If she hadn’t shown mercy, Xiao Tian would have cried…
—Then he would return the favor, and perhaps test her…
Ye Anping smirked slightly and wrote another name on Gu’s right palm with the bamboo stick:
“Mo Chi Ling.”
The small hand’s index finger shook slightly, as if asking what this name meant.
Ye Anping had no intention of explaining. After all, Gu only needed Xue E to flip through the Tian Mo Book Scroll. The Tian Mo Book Scroll should contain some scattered records, although most likely obituaries.
—She was the only disciple among Yu Yan’s disciples over the past thousand years who had escaped the Tian Mo Sect alive from his hands. She was also Gu’s senior sister.
After finishing this, Ye Anping tightly wrapped Gu’s hand with bandages and reattached it to his waist, to prevent her from randomly touching his thigh from thousands of li away.
Ye Ao, who had been flying on his sword beside the red-crowned crane, saw that Ye Anping seemed to have finished his task and found an opportunity to approach:
“Ping’er…”
Ye Anping turned to look and immediately spoke, interrupting him:
“Mm, don’t ask about this hand. I don’t plan to explain it to you.”
“I wasn’t planning to ask. You wouldn’t tell me anyway,” Ye Ao shrugged, glancing sideways at Pei Lianxue, who was now napping with her eyes closed on Ye Anping’s back. He leaned closer and asked softly, “Ping’er, how long do you plan to prepare for your dual cultivation ceremony with that girl Pei?”
?
The son isn’t in a hurry, why is the father so anxious…
Ye Anping was stunned for a moment. He looked back at his junior sister sleeping on his back, then at his father’s embarrassed smile, and asked:
“Dad, are you in a hurry?”
“Yes.”
Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly, hesitated to speak, and a trace of a mocking smile appeared on his face: “…”
Seeing that Ye Anping seemed to have seen right through him, Ye Ao quickly raised his hand to stop him, saying:
“Hey, hey, hey—I know you’re sharp. You won’t have anything else to do after returning to the Xuan Xing Sect, right? I don’t care about other things. You two hurry up and have your dual cultivation ceremony, and give this old man some grandchildren.”
“…Is it to give to you, or to my mother?”
“She needs something to do. Your mother stays at the Hundred Lotus Sect all day and doesn’t see you. When she has free time, she bothers me. If this continues, you’ll be having siblings before I get to hold grandchildren.”
“…”
For a moment, both Ye Anping and Ye Ao fell silent.
Ye Anping couldn’t help but picture his mother’s face. He glanced at his junior sister behind him. Children were too early for them, but a dual cultivation ceremony was not out of the question…
However, for the dual cultivation ceremony, he had to avoid one person.
Ye Anping couldn’t help but turn to look at Feng Yu Die, who was a short distance away.
Feng Yu Die seemed to have been secretly looking at the junior sister behind him. Seeing him look over, she quickly averted her gaze, pretending to look at the sky, and then went to pester Yun Jiujiu, who was lying on her flying sword drinking.
“The weather is really nice today, isn’t it? Jiujiu, why are you still drinking? Where did you get so much alcohol…”
Yun Jiujiu looked dejected and glanced at her:
“Why are you bothering me? Go, go, go…”
… …
Given Feng Yu Die’s history of interfering in weddings in the game, the invitation couldn’t be sent to her…
However, Xiao Tian would definitely tip her off…
“Sigh…” Ye Anping felt a bit troubled and sighed, saying, “Let’s talk about it when we get back to the Western Regions. There are still many things to do.”
“Then you can think about it in your heart.”
“Mm…”
Ye Anping nodded. After Ye Ao returned to his original position, he glanced sideways at his junior sister behind him and personally tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
After all, with the Donghuang matter concluded, he had plenty of time. He might as well take this opportunity to hold the dual cultivation ceremony.
The three Yun sisters would need invitations…
Li Longling and Xiao Yunluo would also need them…
He might as well send an invitation to Young Master Xuanji, whether she came or not was another matter…
In addition, there were Senior Sister Bai and all the elders of the Xuan Xing Sect…
“There are quite a few people to invite…”
… …
*Whoosh, whoosh—*
Dust storms rolled. A red-crowned crane and over twenty flying swords, riding the wind, soon disappeared beyond the desert’s horizon along with the sun…
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