Chapter 539: Senior Brother, You Are Black
Mo Chi Ling’s cave dwelling, located near the Tian Mo Sect, did not appear large from the outside. However, upon entering, one could see that she had hollowed out an entire mountain, supporting the overhead structure with jade pillars and constructing dozens of pavilions and connecting streets below.
To avoid detection by the Tian Mo Sect, the ceiling could not be opened to allow moonlight in. Therefore, Mo Chi Ling had commissioned a night-luminescent pearl larger than a person to be hung in the sky, serving as a moon. Its cool, white light illuminated every inch of the cave.
*Gurgle gurgle—*
Mo Chi Ling, pushed in her wheelchair by Ye Anping, had been proudly showing him her cave dwelling since their arrival. “Young Master Ye, this place is only a few hundred li from the Tian Mo Sect. It took me several hundred years to build this cave dwelling, and the materials used for the various pill furnaces and spirit gathering arrays are the best from the Eastern Domain! The pills stored in the pill room in the back are enough to supply three thousand cultivators for ten years of rest here.”
Ye Anping nodded with a blank expression: “Mm… I see.”
“Uh…”
Mo Chi Ling paused, then pointed to a slightly taller, grand pavilion nearby. “That place houses three hundred rare demonic beasts I’ve collected from all over the Eastern Domain… If Young Master Ye likes them, you can pick a few to take back to the Hundred Lotus Sect to raise?”
“Demonic beasts from the Eastern Domain get homesick in the Western Regions and won’t thrive.”
“Ah… right, then…”
Mo Chi Ling pursed her lips awkwardly. Noticing a large expanse of spirit fields, she added, “The soil used in these spirit fields is sourced from Tongtian Mountain in the northern Eastern Domain. Spiritual plants that normally take three years to mature will only take half a year to grow here…”
Ye Anping followed her gaze and nodded. “Mm, I know. The Xuan Ming Black Soil from the Tongtian Mountain range.”
“…”
Seeing Ye Anping’s bland reaction, Mo Chi Ling felt a pang of disappointment and pouted. She had originally expected him to be amazed by her cave dwelling. But now, it seemed Ye Anping already knew she had such a place near the Tian Mo Sect. After all, it was only a few hundred li away. Building a cave dwelling here was akin to digging and then refilling a mountain right under the nose of Yu Yan, and doing so unnoticed. She had racked her brains and spent over four hundred years to hollow out a mountain and build this cave dwelling without the Tian Mo Sect noticing. *Why isn’t he praising my great achievement…* Mo Chi Ling glanced at Ye Anping again, displeased.
Ye Anping noticed her gaze and, with a helpless expression, offered a perfunctory compliment: “Senior Mo is truly remarkable. To build such a cave dwelling right under Yu Yan’s nose… I am truly impressed.”
“… …”
Mo Chi Ling was taken aback, then sighed. “Alas—is there nothing in this world that can surprise Young Master Ye?”
“Perhaps there is.”
“Hmph.”
Seeing Mo Chi Ling turn away, seemingly angry, Ye Anping felt a sense of helplessness. Not only was he aware of this cave dwelling, but he also knew the locations of all two hundred and seven cave dwellings Mo Chi Ling had built in the Eastern Domain throughout her life. After successfully escaping the Tian Mo Sect, Mo Chi Ling had gone into hiding, establishing the Cui Xin Palace. She had also planted informants in various sects of the Eastern Domain, secretly extending the influence of Cui Xin Palace to almost all corners of the Eastern Domain.
“Senior Mo, after Yu Yan dies, would you like to come with me to the Hundred Lotus Sect?”
Mo Chi Ling was stunned by the question and replied, “Hmm? Is this an invitation?”
“It is an invitation, but also more than just an invitation…” Ye Anping shook his head slightly and glanced at the blooming purple willows lining the path. The willow catkins drifted lightly, reflecting a purple spiritual energy glow under the light of the night-luminescent pearl above. He hinted, “Purple Spirit Willow. While beautiful, its leaves and branches, once in water, will cause blood poison.”
Saying this, Ye Anping lowered his head and looked at the bandages that now covered Mo Chi Ling’s entire body. Others might not know, but he certainly did. The reason for Mo Chi Ling’s bandages was that she had been bathing in water infused with these Purple Spirit Willows for years. This had led to her skinlessness, and her internal organs had long since been corroded by the willow’s toxicity. As for why she was doing this? It was a method she devised to deal with Yu Yan. The blood pool in the forbidden area behind the Tian Mo Sect was Yu Yan’s source of void spiritual roots. That blood pool was composed of the flesh and blood of all Yu Yan’s direct disciples over the past ten thousand years. Mo Chi Ling was meant to become part of that blood pool. However, her elder brother had learned of this and rescued her. In her place, Yu Yan had thrown her elder brother into the blood pool, where he dissolved into blood. Mo Chi Ling’s sole desire was to reunite with her elder brother. The blood poison on her body was a gift for Yu Yan. A small amount of Purple Spirit Willow might be harmless to Yu Yan, but a person who had steeped in medicinal baths for centuries, concentrating tons of blood poison, would, upon entering that blood pool, cause even a Void Refinement stage cultivator like Yu Yan to bleed from all seven orifices. Moreover, it was his void spiritual root that was contaminated with the blood poison.
Mo Chi Ling was not surprised that Ye Anping recognized the Purple Spirit Willow. After a moment of silence, she retorted, “So, Young Master Ye, you know what I intend to do?”
Ye Anping smiled and replied, “After all, I even know the color of your underwear. How could I not know your intentions?”
“???”
Mo Chi Ling turned to look at Ye Anping, feeling that beneath his handsome and radiant face lay a lewd soul. She twisted her eyebrows and asked again, “Then what is Young Master Ye trying to say?”
In the game, Mo Chi Ling had indeed jumped into the blood pool after Feng Yu Die broke the enchantment, using her own blood poison to cripple the entire pool. This gave Si Xuanji the opportunity to destroy Yu Yan’s physical body and soul. However, to be honest, Mo Chi Ling had no need to jump in entirely; a finger or an arm would have been enough for Si Xuanji to get an opportunity to eliminate Yu Yan. Mo Chi Ling herself should have known this. In the game, she chose a mutual destruction with Yu Yan, and although the plot didn’t explicitly state it, Ye Anping could roughly guess the reason. For years, “avenging her elder brother” had been Mo Chi Ling’s only goal. Because of this goal, after escaping the Tian Mo Sect, she was not crushed by her master’s betrayal and her brother’s death. Instead, she regrouped, established Cui Xin Palace, and prepared for nearly a thousand years, aiming to kill a Void Realm cultivator with her Nascent Soul cultivation. At the end of the game, her wish was fulfilled, and she was tired…
Thinking of this, Ye Anping deliberated for a moment before saying, “Senior Mo, I just want to say that Agu needs a friend.”
“… …”
Upon hearing this, Mo Chi Ling’s eyebrows subtly shifted apart, then she lowered her gaze and nodded gently. “Mm… I will remember what Young Master Ye said.”
“This choice is yours to make.” Ye Anping shrugged slightly, trying his best to speak gently. “Whether you choose to accompany Agu at the Hundred Lotus Sect from now on, or follow your brother after Yu Yan’s death… neither is wrong. From my perspective, I’d prefer you choose the former—Agu needs a friend to share secrets with.”
Mo Chi Ling glanced at Ye Anping beside him. After a moment of thought, she suddenly asked, “Then, Young Master Ye, what color are my underwear today?”
“???”
Ye Anping was taken aback and replied, “Black.”
“Hee…” Mo Chi Ling covered her mouth and chuckled. Finally, there was something Ye Anping didn’t know. She used to only wear black underwear, but after Ye Anping had guessed her underwear color last time, she immediately had someone buy her all sorts of other colors. She was just waiting for the next time she saw Ye Anping to let him guess. “They are pink today, Young Master Ye, there are things you don’t know too.”
Ye Anping was stunned for a moment, then stubbornly retorted, “…I never said I knew everything.”
“But doesn’t Young Master Ye have the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao?”
“Did I say I had it?”
“If you didn’t, how did you find me with Sister Gu back then?”
“Even if I did, the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao shouldn’t record the color of Senior Mo’s underwear.”
Mo Chi Ling squinted and smiled. Seeing that they had arrived, she pointed to a rather luxurious pavilion nearby. “We’re here. While you’re waiting for the Xuan Xing Sect, Young Master Ye, you can rest here with peace of mind. Behind this place, there are two spirit springs with water and wood spiritual energy. I specifically sent people to dig them up from elsewhere for you a few days ago.”
“You’ve been very thoughtful.”
“Then this humble woman will return to her sleeping quarters now. It’s in the tallest tower in the front. If Young Master Ye needs anything, you can find me there.”
“Mm…”
Mo Chi Ling nodded in acknowledgment, then rolled her wheelchair towards her sleeping quarters.
… …
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*Gurgle gurgle gurgle…*
Behind the sleeping quarters, the wood element spirit spring was steaming. The surface of the water was covered with a white mist that smelled of grass and trees. Feng Yu Die and Gu Ming Xin, who had arrived earlier, were led here and immediately submerged themselves in the spring water, rich with spiritual energy, to wash away the dust accumulated during their journey.
Feng Yu Die had the part of her face below her nose submerged in the water. Her large, golden eyes were fixed on Gu Ming Xin, who was reclining lazily by the edge of the pool, her head tilted back as she bathed. Feng Yu Die stared intently at the two faint patches of fish-belly white just above the water in front of Gu Ming Xin.
Gu Ming Xin noticed the pair of golden eyes staring at her for a long time and sneered disdainfully. “What? Jealous?”
“Jealous of what? Young Master Ye likes small ones.”
“I didn’t mention size.” Gu Ming Xin cupped her breasts and lifted them slightly above the water. “Ye Anping has touched them.”
“???”
Feng Yu Die subtly twisted her eyebrows, stunned for a moment before asking, “When did he touch them?”
“When you weren’t around~”
“Hmph, I don’t believe you.”
“Believe it or not, it doesn’t matter.”
Gu Ming Xin said no more, tilting her head back and lying down to relax. Although she would be able to kill He Bu Qun in a few more days, she still had to wait here for over ten days. As Ye Anping’s cultivation partner, she felt obliged to help him relieve his excess yang energy. But…
*Creak creak—*
The memory of the ceiling that had creaked for seven days on the Immortal Ship was still vivid. Gu Ming Xin still found it strange how her junior sister and that little dragon could accompany Ye Anping for seven days without stopping. She recalled that in Tian Bei City, she had fainted countless times in just a few hours… *Could it be that I’m weak? Impossible! How could I be weak!* Being weaker than Ye Anping’s monstrous junior sister was somewhat acceptable, as that orange-eyed girl was indeed incredibly formidable. But for the little dragon from Xuan Xing Sect to be stronger than her? She simply couldn’t accept that. *Something must be wrong… Or is it because that little dragon has dual cultivated with Ye Anping many times, so she’s used to it?*
Gu Ming Xin pursed her lips, contemplating this question. Then, she lowered her head again and looked at the “white idiot” bathing in front of her. *Surely I’m better than this white idiot, right?* Gu Ming Xin immediately puffed out her cat-like lips and grinned mischievously. “White idiot~”
“Hm? What do you want?”
“We still have to wait here for the Xuan Xing Sect to arrive, at least for more than ten days.”
“Mm, so?”
“Ye Anping has an excess of yang energy. Someone needs to dual cultivate with him to dissipate it over these ten days. Should we take turns, go together, or should I go alone?”
Hearing this, Feng Yu Die instantly flinched backward. Distracted, she accidentally choked on some bathwater.
*Splash—*
She immediately stood up, coughed a few times, and looked at Gu Ming Xin in disbelief. “Cough, cough— What did you say?!”
“Can’t you hear? Do you want me to repeat… should we go together, or should I go alone?”
“… …”
*Splash—*
As they were speaking, the door to the outer hall behind them was pushed open. Ye Anping, after tidying up briefly upon entering the pavilion, had undressed and come to the wood element spirit spring in the back, preparing for a bath and some rest. Ye Anping was currently wearing only a bathrobe, holding a towel and his homemade soap. However, seeing Feng Yu Die standing naked in the pool with her back to him, and Gu Ming Xin also in the pool opposite her, he blinked in surprise. He hadn’t expected to stumble upon such a scene. To be honest, he had already seen both of them before, so looking at them now didn’t stir any particular emotions. Although walking in wouldn’t be an issue, Ye Anping looked at the two women, his gaze finally settling on Feng Yu Die again. After a moment of hesitation, he ultimately pulled the door shut again and turned towards the water element spirit spring on the other side. “I’ll go to the next one.”
“… …”
Gu Ming Xin watched him close the door and leave without a word, then pouted and said nothing. However, Feng Yu Die became flustered. For some reason, after Ye Anping closed the door, she immediately crouched down again, submerging half of her head in the water. A blush quickly spread from her neck, dyeing her entire face crimson.
Seeing her like this, Gu Ming Xin taunted, “Alas—you’re still blushing? Haven’t you been with Ye Anping for so many years? Hmph, then it will just be me going alone. Later, I’ll have him make you a few roasted chickens, hee hee~”
*Gurgle gurgle gurgle…*
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