Above the Chaoyun Sect, countless peaks pierce the sky, birds sing and flowers bloom, in the serene valley, a range of mountains lies like a dragon soaring between the hills, where springs splash, and cranes enter the clouds.
Yet in the Immortal Palace, there is a body of the East Sea that defies logic, extending to the horizon.
The East Sea surges violently, hurricanes whip up towering waves that rage across the world.
Looking closely, a red-clad woman sits serenely atop the gigantic waves.
Suddenly, she opens her eyes, a deep blue.
When she opens her eyes, the world becomes calm, and the rising sun shines warmly.
The red-clad woman stretches out her hand and gently grasps, bringing the vast East Sea wholly into her palm. Upon another look, there is no sea surface, no giant waves, only a simple wooden room.
The red-clad woman sits poised on the pillow, slowly stands, and opens the room door.
At this moment, some mysterious rain descends from the sky, evoking a subtle sense of moisture on the face.
Her usually composed eyes are full of astonishment.
Where does this rain come from?
With no Spiritual Power, the most ordinary rainwater covers the entire Chaoyun Sect, with slanting winds and subtle rain falling. It’s so strange.
Could it be some Ancient Secret Realm opening causing celestial anomalies?
Someone must check it out.
She is, after all, the Sect Leader of Chaoyun Sect, a half-sky of Qing Province—if even she cannot fathom it, others surely won’t know.
"..." After a slight pause, the red-clad woman catches a meteor flying from the sky with her hand; opening her palm, it’s a Jade Scroll.
She unfurls the Jade Scroll, frowning uncontrollably.
There’s intelligence saying Demon Sect cultivators are distributed across Chaoyun Sect’s Mountain Protection Array hubs, seeming ready for a full-scale operation, but overnight... all the cultivators were dispersed, as if nothing had happened.
Things that are beyond understanding just keep coming.
Only she and the Demon Sect Leader are Qiankun Realm in Qing Province, now a full-scale confrontation brings no benefit to either side.
Unless... the Demon Sect has a second Qiankun Realm.
But how could that be so easy to achieve?
The red-clad woman’s gaze falls somewhere on Muyu Peak, pondering that the talented and unparalleled Pill Master of Chaoyun Sect is still quite a bit away from the Qiankun Realm, let alone anyone else.
The red-clad woman returned to her small wooden house, picked up the food box on the table, took a bite of a Beauty Fruit, then shook her head and tossed it aside.
The taste is getting worse and worse.
Raindrops sprinkle on a gathering place as large as a square; looking into the distance, a White Jade paved avenue reaches directly towards the sky, several peaks stand tall in the clouds, mist swirling, shimmering with radiant colors.
Xu Chang’an holds Yun Qian’s hand as they walk on the empty White Jade Platform.
"Miss, whatever you want to say, just say it." Xu Chang’an said.
"There’s really no one here?" Yun Qian asked.
"This is the first layer of the mountain gate, Outer Disciples use it to go up the mountain, so naturally there’s no one here." Xu Chang’an pointed to the countless peaks indistinct in the sky and said: "Inner Sect Disciples will directly return to their own peaks."
If he could already ride the clouds or go up alone, he would’ve first used the Teleportation Array to return to Muyu Peak.
"Oh." Yun Qian responded, saying: "What are we going to do next."
"Go to Miss’s Celestial Bright Peak, I’ll take Miss to report to the Outer Sect Steward first, then pick a place to live that you like." Xu Chang’an explained briefly.
These things he had been through before, so he carried them out expertly.
"I understand, just like when in Beisang City." Yun Qian nodded.
Xu Chang’an was taken aback by these words, turned to look at Yun Qian’s veil, the wind lifted some ripples.
Back then, he placed Yun Qian in Beisang City.
"But it’s different." Xu Chang’an explained: "Miss lives on Celestial Bright Peak, we can see each other often."
"Can’t I live with you?" Yun Qian’s embroidered shoes twisted slightly on the ground, frowning: "I want to live with you."
"..." Xu Chang’an looked at his wife with gentle eyes, suddenly recalling her insistence on a double pillow before.
Xu Chang’an wrapped his arm around her waist, sighed, and said: "Rules are rules, Miss is marked for Celestial Bright Peak, so she can only live there for now."
"Rules?" Yun Qian paused her steps: "How can these rules be changed?"
Xu Chang’an thought, how can they be changed?
Whoever has the stronger fist, their words become the rule; this is the most obvious yet core rule in the Cultivation Realm.
But he didn’t say it like that, speaking more realistically: "Once I enter the Open Source Realm, if during the sword testing I rank on the list, according to the rule I can find a teacher, then I should figure out a way to take Miss out of Celestial Bright Peak, so..."
"During this period, Miss will have to endure living at Celestial Bright Peak for a while." Xu Chang’an whispered: "I won’t let Miss wait too long."
"I am not aggrieved." Yun Qian looked at Xu Chang’an’s slightly guilty expression, lips couldn’t help but curl up a bit. Comfortingly, she stood on tiptoe on one foot, tilted her body, and stroked Xu Chang’an’s head, her mood inexplicably better.
So the rain gradually stopped.
The untimely weather was due to her bad mood; as her mood got better, everything became alright.
Yun Qian understood everything, knew everything, or rather, she only comprehended what she wanted to know, hence she understood the meaning of Liu Qingluo’s jar of Daughter Red Wine.
Xu Chang’an said he had no contribution to the Sect, but this was fundamentally wrong.
There’s a saying in the Buddhist Sect about sacrificing oneself to feed the tiger.
By rights, with Xu Chang’an’s current merits, if he were in the Buddhist Sect, he should be able to achieve immediate enlightenment.
But then there’s a problem.
There shouldn’t be a Buddha willing for her husband to become a monk.
Yun Qian blinked and looked at the young man before her. Suddenly she felt that if he shaved his head, he should look quite good; she wondered what it feels like to touch his scalp.
"..." Xu Chang’an was being looked at by Yun Qian with a seemingly playful gaze, couldn’t help but his heart race faster, but he quickened his pace while speaking of serious matters.
"Miss." Xu Chang’an took out the Jade Talisman given by Zhu Pingniang, and said: "I previously didn’t understand what the Jade Talisman Senior Zhu gave meant, missed out on many conveniences; actually, this thing is very useful."
"Useful in what way?" Yun Qian asked casually.
"Miss, are you listening to me?" Xu Chang’an suspiciously looked at Yun Qian, feeling she was being perfunctory.
"I’m listening." Yun Qian nodded.
She read books, focusing on Xu Chang’an’s handwriting, but the story also got through.
Listening to him talk worked the same way, hearing his voice, yet remembering the content too.
"The Jade Talisman Senior Zhu gave is the highest grade, allows self-selection of a small courtyard on the first layer of Celestial Bright Peak, and... ordinarily if you want anything, you don’t have to go out to the hall to fetch it, you can have it transmitted directly with the Jade Talisman; when the time comes, I’ll teach you how to use it."
"Hmm." Yun Qian thought this was the best. If Xu Chang’an wasn’t around, she most disliked going out.
"Didn’t you want me to cultivate? Why not bring up cultivation?" Yun Qian asked.
"Cultivation can be done at the public Sword Hall of Celestial Bright Peak." Xu Chang’an smiled: "But there’s no hurry, I’ll ask Senior Sister to act as your guide, it will save many detours."
Yun Qian thought for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Why a senior sister?"
"I only know the senior sister from Muyu Peak, this is the truth." Xu Chang’an blinked, then said: "And... the real truth, Miss wants to hear the other sentence?"
"I will stay well away from other men." Yun Qian said knowingly.