Chapter 170: Crap, I Ran Into the Saintess!

Meanwhile, the System did not pay any attention to Lin Yue's words.

While frantically complaining internally, Lin Yue still had to maintain an innocent and naive expression on her face as she closely followed behind Ouyang Luoluo.

The female Disciple of the Qimeng Immortal Pavilion leading the way in front was still introducing the surrounding scenery in that sickeningly sweet voice.

"Eldest Miss Ouyang, look over here. This is the famous floating flower island of our Qimeng Immortal Pavilion, and every single one of them is planted with spirit flowers of different seasons."

"And that is the Tianyin Waterfall over there. The sound of the flowing waterfall is transformed by a Formation into music that calms the mind and soothes the spirit."

That girl Li Ruoxue was completely dumbfounded by the sight.

Her small mouth hadn't closed once; for a moment she pointed at the cranes flying across the sky, and the next she pointed at the glowing mushrooms by the roadside, letting out unworldly gasps of surprise.

"Wow… Senior Sister, look! That pavilion is floating in the sky!"

"Senior Sister, the air smells so fragrant…"

Ouyang Luoluo snorted derisively at this. Crossing her arms, her eyes were filled with disdain.

"Vulgar."

She let out a cold hum as she looked at those colorful seas of flowers and pavilions.

"Wasting such good Spiritual Qi on these flashy and impractical things—where is there even a shred of what a cultivation Sect should look like? It's simply unbearable and vulgar."

"And this music is so annoying, it's just like a swarm of flies buzzing around your ears."

Lin Yue felt so mentally exhausted.

She had to play the role of a good follower while racking her brain to think about that fatal task.

This life was truly impossible to live.

Just as the group was about to turn a corridor intertwined with glowing vines…

The surrounding sweet floral fragrance suddenly faded, and along with it, the omnipresent music also stopped.

The temperature of the air seemed to have dropped by several degrees out of thin air.

A chill crept deep into the marrow of their bones.

Li Ruoxue was still curiously looking around and didn't feel anything.

Ouyang Luoluo, however, had her attention drawn by a huge Phoenix statue carved from a single piece of multicolored glazed glass not far away, and she was curling her lips, preparing to offer her high-minded critique.

"Such terrible taste. Look at that Phoenix, it looks just like a molting hill-chicken…"

Only Lin Yue sensed that something was wrong right away.

It was as if she had been targeted by a natural predator, and all the hair on her body stood on end.

Lin Yue suddenly raised her head, her gaze piercing through the archway of the corridor and casting towards another white jade path not far away.

With just a single glance, the blood in Lin Yue's entire body seemed to freeze.

On that path, a group of people was walking straight towards them.

The person at the head wore a plain white long dress, unsullied by even a speck of dust. Her appearance was extremely beautiful, yet as cold as millennia-old mysterious ice.

Even if that face were turned to ashes, Lin Yue would still recognize it.

Yan Qingjue!

Lin Yue's mind went completely blank. Compared to the living person right in front of her, that damned System task was simply not worth mentioning.

Run!

This was the only thought in her mind.

But where could she run? This was Qimeng Immortal Pavilion, someone else's territory, and she even had Ouyang Luoluo, that walking trouble-maker, following by her side.

Seeing Yan Qingjue getting closer and closer, Lin Yue's heart pounded wildly.

Almost instinctively, she made an instinctive survival move.

"Luoluo, look!"

Lin Yue suddenly reached out, grabbed Ouyang Luoluo's arm, and pointed at a clump of brightly blooming blue flowers next to her, her voice filled with exaggerated surprise.

"That flower looks so strange! Why are its petals square? So ugly!"

"What do you know!"

Ouyang Luoluo fell for it indeed; her attention was instantly diverted. Frowning, she looked at the flower and began to correct Lin Yue's aesthetic sense.

"This is called the Square Yuntai, a spirit flower mutated by absorbing the Qi of metals and stones. The sharper the edges of the petals, the higher its grade! You bumpkin!"

In just this split second…

Lin Yue had already slipped behind Ouyang Luoluo from a tricky angle with the agility of a slippery loach.

She curled her entire body up, using Ouyang Luoluo's body to shield herself completely.

She even casually pulled Li Ruoxue beside her, wanting to hide her as well.

But it was already too late.

Almost at the exact same moment Lin Yue hid herself, that cold and indifferent gaze swept lightly over from the other path.

That gaze swept past Ouyang Luoluo, who was still endlessly lecturing Lin Yue, without lingering for even a second.

Ouyang Luoluo didn't even feel it.

But that gaze paused for an imperceptible fraction of a second when it swept past Li Ruoxue, who had only managed to hide half her body behind her.

Upon seeing this, Li Ruoxue was startled out of her wits.

Her pupils constricted sharply, and her body froze in place unmoving, as if hit by an immobilization spell.

If Lin Yue hadn't been gripping her arm tightly from behind, this girl's legs probably would have gone soft and she would have knelt on the spot.

Lin Yue, hiding behind Ouyang Luoluo, could even feel Li Ruoxue's body trembling violently and uncontrollably.

Fortunately…

That gaze lingered for only a fleeting moment before moving away without any ripples.

It was as if she had merely looked at an insignificant ant.

Yan Qingjue walked past the other end of the corridor without looking aside, her posture cold and detached, her steps swift, and she vanished around the corner in the blink of an eye.

Not until that suffocatingly cold aura completely vanished…

did Lin Yue dare to poke half her head out from behind Ouyang Luoluo.

"What are you hiding behind me for?"

Ouyang Luoluo finally finished her lecture and turned back to see Lin Yue's sneaky appearance.

"I…"

Lin Yue's brain spun at lightning speed.

"I seemed to see a bug flying over just now, and I'm scared of bugs!"

"Useless."

Ouyang Luoluo gave her a disdainful look, then immediately noticed something was wrong with Li Ruoxue.

"What's wrong with her again? Her face is as pale as if she'd seen a ghost, was she scared by that ugly flower?"

Lin Yue hurriedly supported the crumbling Li Ruoxue and shouted in a low voice beside her ear.

"If you don't want to die, snap out of it!"

This sentence worked better than any Spirit Pill.

Li Ruoxue gave a start and finally recovered a bit of her wits, looking at Lin Yue pleadingly.

"Eldest Miss Ouyang is joking."

Seeing this, the leading female Disciple immediately smiled to smooth things over.

"Our Qimeng Immortal Pavilion is abundant in Spiritual Qi. Guests visiting for the first time may find it a bit unaccustomed, and some 'oxygen intoxication' is normal."

With this way out, Ouyang Luoluo couldn't be bothered to pursue the matter further and only urged impatiently.

"Dilly-dallying, hurry up and lead the way. This Young Miss's legs are about to break from walking."

"Yes, yes, yes. Tingtao Cottage is right ahead, we are almost there."

The group continued forward.

Half-supporting and half-dragging the still-terrified Li Ruoxue, Lin Yue felt a chilly draft on her back.

Li Ruoxue had been seen by Yan Qingjue.

She must already know now that her, a little Cauldron who defected from the Hehuan Sect, was now following right by the side of the Qingyun Sect's Eldest Miss.

Great, now there were several more choices for how she could die.

Just as Lin Yue was already pondering how she would be killed, the leading Disciple finally stopped.

"Eldest Miss Ouyang, Tingtao Cottage has arrived."

Before them was an elegant courtyard. A few verdant bamboos were planted in the yard, and a mountain spring was channeled to the side, converging into a pond. The water was clear enough to see the bottom, and the tinkling sound of the spring water could be heard.

The courtyard was built on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the entire scenery of Baihua Valley, and even more so, hearing the sound of the waves from the distant waterfall. It truly lived up to the name Tingtao Cottage.

"Hmph, there is finally a place worth looking at."

Ouyang Luoluo looked around and finally showed a somewhat satisfied expression.

The leading Disciple gave a bow and respectfully retreated.

The courtyard gate closed, completely cutting off the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Ouyang Luoluo pushed open the door of the main house on her own and went in to study the room's layout.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin Yue yanked Li Ruoxue into the adjacent room and slammed the door shut behind her.

"Senior Sister…"

Li Ruoxue's lips were still trembling.

"J-Just now, that was… that was the Saintess, right…"

"Mhm, I saw it."

Lin Yue's expression was very ugly.