Chapter 551 Feather Butterfly, What About the Child?
Dark thunderous clouds and a sea of mist obscured the sky, and for hundreds of li, the mountain ranges were shrouded in smoke and dust, with countless spiritual lights and malevolent spells dazzling between heaven and earth.
Disciples from various immortal families in the Western Regions were locked in a chaotic battle with the Tian Mo Sect amidst the mountain ranges northwest of the Tian Mo Sect. The divine abilities of numerous Deity Transformation and Nascent Soul cultivators had, within a few hours, altered the landscape of this territory, shifting mountains and altering valleys.
Above a withered forest near the ground, five cultivators clad in dark robes were relentlessly pursuing a purple-clothed woman wielding a profound ice spirit sword, bombarding her with ghostly malevolent spells.
However, the purple-clothed woman moved like a phantom, her body twisting at the last moment, evading the spells with incredibly perilous maneuvers.
The five pursuers, all Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators, realizing the purple-clothed woman wasn’t fighting back but merely leading them on a chase, began to suspect something was amiss.
But just as they realized they might have fallen into a trap, five talismans shot out from the withered spirits below, exploding in front of them and engulfing the five in thick smoke.
In the next moment, a short woman with a pair of deer antlers on her head emerged from the forest. With her hands forming seals, she summoned countless chains from her storage bag, binding the five men engulfed in the fog mid-air.
“Lianxue!!!”
After Xiao Yunluo shouted, Pei Lianxue, who had been pursued by the five men, immediately turned and rushed back.
The Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword in her hand emanated profound cold spiritual energy. Her figure transformed into an icy blue stream of light, flashing into the mid-air mist, piercing through from the other side, and landing in the forest below.
Clang—!
Pei Lianxue flicked the blood from the profound ice spirit sword onto the ground. Simultaneously, five heads fell from the sky, landing a few feet behind her on the muddy ground.
Pei Lianxue didn’t even glance at them. She casually took out a pre-prepared corpse-burning talisman from her storage bag and tossed it over, igniting a fierce fire in the withered forest. She then looked up at the Tian Mo Sect cultivators battling the Xuan Xing Sect disciples in the surrounding area, searching for her next target.
Spotting several Xuan Xing Sect disciples being surrounded by demonic cultivators above a cliff about ten li away, struggling fiercely, she said without hesitation, frowning:
“Yunluo, let’s go, next batch.”
“Ah?” Xiao Yunluo was taken aback and quickly grabbed her shoulder. “Lian… Lianxue! You should rest a bit… Brother Liang and I will go…”
Pei Lianxue pouted and calmly replied:
“It’s fine, I’m not tired.”
“It’s not about being tired…” Xiao Yunluo looked at the tightly gripped spirit sword in Pei Lianxue’s hand and said with a little worry, “Lianxue, you’ve already killed fifteen Nascent Soul demonic cultivators in just a few hours…”
Tap tap—
The sound of stepping on broken branches came from the side. Liang Zhu, who had just used talismans to confuse the five men’s vision, emerged from the shadows of the forest and continued Xiao Yunluo’s words:
“Young girl Pei, you should indeed listen to Young Master Xiao and rest a bit.”
“I’m really not tired…”
“We know you’re not tired.” Liang Zhu glanced at the five demonic cultivators burning with spiritual fire nearby and said, “Didn’t Old Six tell you that killing too many people in a short time can lead to obsessive killing thoughts? Especially here in the Eastern Domain, which is filled with malevolent energy.”
Xiao Yunluo quickly nodded in agreement:
“Yes, I heard that many immortal family cultivators who survived the last immortal-demon war, even though they returned to the Western Regions alive, contracted a disease where they would go mad if they didn’t kill cultivators. This is the heartland of the Tian Mo Sect, and the malevolent energy is too strong… Be careful of inner demons.”
Pei Lianxue puffed out her cheeks, pouting:
“But… I miss Senior Brother.”
Hearing this, Xiao Yunluo felt somewhat helpless. She also wanted to find Ye Anping.
However, setting aside the fact that they didn’t know Ye Anping’s specific plan.
Her Master, for their safety, had specifically arranged for them to join Elder Lei and the others in directly confronting the Tian Mo Sect’s demonic cultivators from the northwest.
Her Master was likely already fighting the Tian Mo Sect Master to the south of the Tian Mo Sect.
The battles between Void Realm cultivators were too dangerous; Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation cultivators who got too close could be wiped out without caution.
Xiao Yunluo knew Pei Lianxue’s intention was to quickly eliminate the Tian Mo Sect’s demonic cultivators and then go south to find Ye Anping, but…
“Lianxue, listen to me! Even if we go there…”
Pei Lianxue looked at the Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword in her hand and said:
“Senior Brother’s sword is still with me. What if he’s in danger? I need to protect Senior Brother.”
“It’s alright… Second is with him, isn’t she? She has a golden dragon, she can definitely protect Anping, don’t think…”
Before she could finish, a violent tremor came from the direction of Tian Mo Valley beneath their feet, causing the rubble on the ground to fly up and large swathes of mountains to shatter.
Rumbling—
The three of them, Xiao Yunluo, quickly stepped forward to stabilize themselves, and involuntarily looked towards Tian Mo Valley.
Rolling smoke rose from the valley, like the prelude to a volcanic eruption, the smoke converging directly above the entire Tian Mo Sect into a purple cloud.
As a gust of wind swept through, even though they were hundreds of li away from the Tian Mo Sect, they could smell a nauseating bloody scent.
The three of them had no idea what had happened, but the scale of this event indicated it was no small matter.
Liang Zhu considered for a moment. Although Pei Lianxue and Xiao Yunluo were both prodigies, and ordinary cultivators wouldn’t be able to deal with them even without detailed information, the current anomaly looked very ominous. Thus, he suggested:
“Young girl Pei, Young Master Xiao. The cause of this anomaly is unknown. I think we should retreat to the immortal ship behind Elder Lei first, and after determining the true nature of this purple cloud, then…”
However, before he could finish, Pei Lianxue interrupted with a frown:
“Brother Liang, you and Yunluo go help the Xuan Xing Sect disciples, I’m going directly! I feel like my Senior Brother is injured!”
“Injured…”
Xiao Yunluo didn’t know where her feeling came from, but before she could speak, Pei Lianxue raised the Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword, stepped onto her flying sword, and leaped up, heading straight towards Tian Mo Valley.
When two or three Tian Mo Sect disciples saw her, they immediately turned to intercept her.
However, the moment their blood-red flying swords collided with Pei Lianxue’s icy blue spiritual light flying sword, they suddenly extinguished, unable to stop Pei Lianxue for even a moment.
“Hiss—”
Seeing Pei Lianxue charge forward, Xiao Yunluo took a deep breath and immediately rose into the air with her body-manipulation spell:
“Brother Liang!! Don’t follow me!! I’m going with Lianxue!”
Boom—
After a wave of sound, Xiao Yunluo also pursued Pei Lianxue, leaving Liang Zhu alone in the withered forest, his eye twitching as he watched the two figures disappear into the distance.
He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose:
“Old Six, I need more money…”
Then, he too quickly stepped onto his flying sword and followed them…
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Humming—
As consciousness gradually returned, persistent high-pitched ringing filled his ears.
Ye Anping felt as if his whole body had fallen apart, and there was a burning sensation on his back. After recalling for a while, he remembered that he had shielded Mo Chi Ling and Feng Yu Die with his body earlier.
At this moment, a delicate sob cut through the ringing in his ears and entered his consciousness.
Ye Anping slowly opened his eyes. In his blurry vision, a girl with silver hair sat beside him, crying with tears and snot all over her face.
“Wuwuwu—Anping… wuwu…”
Xiao Tian and Xue E accompanied her, one staring at his face, the other comforting Feng Yu Die.
“Feather Butterfly, why are you crying!! Anping is fine, I saw… Don’t worry…”
“But, but…”
Ye Anping felt like it was the first time he had seen Feng Yu Die cry like this, and he felt inexplicably pained for her. Her clear golden spiritual eyes were all red.
Seeing Ye Anping open his eyes, Xue E’s nervousness instantly eased a little, and she quickly shouted:
“Ye Anping is awake!!”
“!!!”
Feng Yu Die immediately stopped crying upon hearing this. She rubbed her eyes, saw Ye Anping looking at her, and without a word, she threw herself onto him, hugging him tightly:
“Anping!! I thought you wouldn’t wake up again!!”
“Hoo…”
Ye Anping let out a deep sigh, slowly raising his hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes and said:
“Why are you crying? I’ve been injured before, and you didn’t cry like this.”
“That was before… But what about the child? If you didn’t wake up, the child would have no father. And when we get back, Junior Sister Pei and the others will definitely kill me…”
?
Ye Anping was suddenly confused upon hearing this:
“What child?”
“Huh? Don’t you get pregnant after dual cultivation… We already dual cultivated, didn’t we?”
“…”
Ye Anping wanted to say more but stopped. He glanced at Xiao Tian, his mind suddenly blank.
The higher a cultivator’s cultivation level, the lower the chance of conception. Like his parents, who were Core Formation cultivators, they had to try for hundreds of years to have him.
He and Feng Yu Die were both Nascent Soul cultivators now. How could they possibly conceive from a single, and moreover, first attempt?
However, although he felt it was impossible, there was still Xiao Tian, who could glitch through.
Could it be…
Seeing Ye Anping look over, Xiao Tian was startled and quickly waved his hands:
“I don’t know!”
Ye Anping fell silent for a moment, gently tugged at Feng Yu Die’s face, and propped himself up to sit.
“Fei Die, it’s not that you’ll definitely have a child just because you dual cultivated…”
Feng Yu Die tilted her head: “Hmm?”
“In short, I’ll explain it to you later. How long have I been asleep?”
“About a quarter of an hour. White Fool gave you his spiritual energy…”
“Mmm…”
Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the purple cloud above, and then remembered Mo Chi Ling. He quickly turned his head to look around.
Mo Chi Ling was lying beside him, staring blankly at the purple cloud above, seemingly lost in thought a thousand li away.
Ye Anping hesitated for a moment before calling out:
“Senior Mo?”
“Ah… Hmm… Mmm…” Mo Chi Ling was startled and turned her head dazedly. “Young Master Ye, are you awake? How are you feeling…”
“What are you thinking about?”
“Just…” Mo Chi Ling pursed her lips slightly and raised her right hand towards the sky, but couldn’t grasp anything. “It feels a bit unreal… I didn’t expect the Tian Mo Blood Pool to be broken so easily…”
She looked at the purple cloud above, which symbolized “success,” and her eyes narrowed slightly:
“I prepared for this for a thousand years, and now it’s done. I should be happy now, but I feel so lost, not knowing what to do next… I avenged my Senior Brother, and I survived… Then… *sniff*…”
Mo Chi Ling bit her lip lightly, her vision gradually blurring, and she couldn’t help but sniffle.
She had imagined countless dangerous scenarios, but she never expected things to go so smoothly, and even she, Sister Gu, Fairy Feng, and Young Master Ye all survived.
“Young Master Ye…”
“It’s not over yet.”
Ye Anping gently interrupted, turned his head, and looked towards the southern direction of the Tian Mo Sect.
It was at this moment that amidst the rolling bloody clouds, a silver underbelly pierced through the clouds, bringing forth shockwaves that could reach thousands of li and instantly dispersing the dense clouds that perpetually obscured the sky.
That silver underbelly finally revealed its true form.
— A full moon, its size comparable to the sky.
Ye Anping was seeing such a large moon for the first time. Roughly estimating, Great Hero Xuan Ji had likely pulled the moon’s surface tens of thousands of feet above the ground.
Immediately, the earth shook and mountains crumbled.
The countless peaks of the Tian Mo Sect instantly turned into rubble and then, as if lifted by something, floated upwards.
Rumbling—
Ye Anping finally let out a sigh of relief. He had done what he needed to do; the rest was up to Great Hero Xuan Ji. As for what he needed to do next…
“Sun Juehu.”
Ye Anping murmured the name, pushed himself up with support from the ground, and took out a spare wheelchair from his storage bag.
“Senior Mo, let’s go. There’s still something to do…”
Although Mo Chi Ling had said she wouldn’t be shocked after seeing Ye Anping take out the Nine Dragon Celestial Seal earlier, she couldn’t help but stare in disbelief when he actually carried a wheelchair with him.
What normal cultivator would carry a wheelchair in their precious, space-limited storage bag?!
“Young Master Ye… you…”
“Hmm?”
Ye Anping looked at the wheelchair beside him, a hint of a helpless smile on his face.
Actually, this wheelchair wasn’t for Mo Chi Ling, but for Agu and Feng Yu Die, just in case it was needed, so he had kept it in his storage bag.
In the end, Feng Yu Die and Agu didn’t need it, but he himself almost did.
“Isn’t it better to be prepared?”
“…”
Mo Chi Ling was speechless. She used her right hand to support herself and moved to sit in the wheelchair.
Ye Anping took a deep breath and then arranged:
“Xue E, take us to find Agu. Then, let’s go see Gu Yan one last time… After all, he is Agu’s adoptive father, right?”
“Mmm…”
Ye Anping looked at Feng Yu Die again, nodded, and prepared to step onto his flying sword, taking the two towards the now-shattered Tian Mo Sect Main Peak with him.
However, at this very moment, Feng Yu Die looked at Ye Anping weakly and softly called out:
“Ye Ziqing?”
?
In an instant, Ye Anping turned back with a look of horror, knitted his brows, and took a deep breath:
“Hiss—”
“Anping, back in that illusion… I saw you…”
Ye Anping didn’t let her continue, flicked her forehead with his finger, placed his index finger on his lips, and smiled:
“What about the secret between you and me then? I haven’t even told my Junior Sister…”
“Only I know?!”
Ye Anping shrugged and nodded:
“En…”
Feng Yu Die’s eyes rolled, and then she also started to smile:
“Hehe, good!!!”
As for Xue E and Xiao Tian beside them, they were completely confused, looking at their cryptic conversation, tilting their heads:
“Anping, what Ye Ziqing? Who is Ye Ziqing?”
Ye Anping retorted:
“What Ye Ziqing? Xiao Tian, what are you talking about?”
“Didn’t Feather Butterfly just say to you…”
Ye Anping ignored it further, lifted Mo Chi Ling, who was sitting in the wheelchair, onto his head, and stepped onto his flying sword:
“Senior Mo, hold on tight. Fei Die, let’s go find Agu.”
“Okay!!”
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