Chapter 9

"If you kill me today! The Cold Palace Sword Sect will be finished?! Are you really going to abandon the Cold Palace Sword Sect left by your Master and discard the Sword Dao passed down by your Master just for a moment of gratification?!"

Pei Yuhan had no intention of speaking, merely watching the yapping Elder Ji Xiu and Lin Yi, who was gathering his Qi.

Elder Ji Xiu's gaze hardened. "You forced me into this!"

He gathered all his Qi, clearly intending to make a final stand!

Then… he suddenly employed an escape art towards the rear!

However… Elder Ji Xiu looked blankly at his own body, which felt as if it were trudging through mud.

His Qi was surging violently, yet this world seemed to reject his very existence…

The faint moonlight shone upon him, and he turned his head to look at the clear moon in the sky!

"It!!!"

Immediately after… a brilliant flash of the Sword passed by…

Elder Ji Xiu lowered his head. He watched as his body gradually dissolved within this flash of the Sword, turning into fragments, carried away by the flying snow, slowly drifting into the vast world.

The handsome youth beckoned towards the horizon, and the long Sword, set against the snowy backdrop and wreathed in golden radiance, flew into his palm with a light hum.

This was the last scene Elder Ji Xiu saw.

"What is this move called?" Pei Yuhan watched as the layers of snowy clouds once again obscured the clear moon, and the whole world returned to its former dimness. She stood up, supported Lin Yi, who was still trying to act tough, and pulled him into her embrace.

"Senior Brother!!" Yu Xiaotang stood up abruptly. She hadn't expected that her Senior Brother, who had just looked as elegant as an immortal, would collapse so suddenly!

She had been watching Lin Yi's back with stars in her eyes, ready to cheer and celebrate for her Senior Brother.

Yu Xiaotang ran to Lin Yi's side and held his arm.

"It doesn't have a name. Let's just call it… A Ray of Light Across Ten Thousand Li…" Lin Yi smiled weakly. This move had truly exhausted all his Qi!

He had first used the Sword to cut through the clouds, allowing the moonlight to shine down—this was setting the stage. Then, he used his Qi to connect with heaven and earth. Clearly, this shouldn't have been possible at his Realm, but relying on an elusive feeling, he had managed to do it!

After that, it was simple: he used half of his Qi to unleash a strike of the seventh level of Sword Dao. At that moment, Elder Ji Xiu, bound by the moonlight, could only meet his end on the spot.

"You could have won without using this move." Pei Yuhan used her Qi to soothe Lin Yi's physical discomfort, feeling a pang of heartache. Since all the Qi in his body had been expended, and the Qi he was absorbing was minimal, there was no need to worry about the Qi riot that had occurred last time.

"I just… wanted to do something big." Lin Yi grinned and patted the anxious Yu Xiaotang beside him, telling her not to worry.

The seventh level of Sword Dao, combined with his Golden Core Stage Early Stage cultivation, already gave Lin Yi the basic conditions to surpass Elder Ji Xiu.

As for Elder Ji Xiu, a Cultivator from the Yin Yang Pavilion, he had only attained his Golden Core Stage Late Stage Qi by playing with women. His Qi was unstable, his skills were lacking, and he was already at a huge disadvantage when facing Lin Yi.

"Something big… don't do this next time." Pei Yuhan pinched Lin Yi's cheek. Seeing her usually overwhelmingly strong Disciple become so weak gave her a novel feeling.

"This move of yours… should be able to threaten a Nascent Soul Stage Early Stage Cultivator." Pei Yuhan used her Qi to support Lin Yi as they walked toward the Cold Jade Palace. She assessed it and then nodded.

"Oh?" Lin Yi really hadn't expected his Master to give such a high evaluation of this move.

"What 'oh'? It's just a threat. Don't get any ideas, and you are not allowed to provoke a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator alone!" Pei Yuhan knocked Lin Yi on the head, making him chuckle sheepishly.

Not allowed to provoke alone… in other words, if someone is with him, he can provoke them? Lin Yi's mind was always very active.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!" Seeing that Lin Yi was fine—just exhausted from overusing his Qi—Yu Xiaotang returned to her usual mischievous self.

"What is it?" Lin Yi looked amusedly at Yu Xiaotang, who was following him step by step, her eyes shining with fiery light.

"That move, A Ray of Light Across Ten Thousand Li, I want to learn it! I want to learn it!!" Yu Xiaotang leaned in, her eyes full of pleading.

"Do you think your Senior Brother would hide anything from you? Junior Sister, do you not treat your Senior Brother as your husband?"

Lin Yi had recovered some strength by now. He pulled on Yu Xiaotang's cheeks, and seeing her grimace, he burst out laughing.

"Senior Brother!!"

"Stop messing around, rest for a bit! Xiao Tang, don't bother your Senior Brother. Go get some Medicinal Pills, and I'll go prepare some spiritual food!" Pei Yuhan adopted her Master's authority, giving them each a light rap on the head, which quieted both Lin Yi and Yu Xiaotang.

Immediately after… both of them laughed together.

Lin Yi was laughing because he had killed that dog who had bullied Pei Yuhan at the start of Qiongming, while Yu Xiaotang was only laughing because she saw her Senior Brother laughing.

Lin Yi pulled on Pei Yuhan, who was about to go prepare spiritual food. "Master, I want to use the Sun and Moon Intertwined to recover my Qi."

Pei Yuhan's willow eyebrows arched. "No! You're completely exhausted and you're still thinking about these things!"

"Master~~ Yuhan~~ Wife~~" Lin Yi held onto Pei Yuhan's hand, refusing to let go.

Pei Yuhan was silent for a moment, then sighed. "I give up on you!"

Pei Yuhan turned her head and instructed Yu Xiaotang, "Xiao Tang, go close the gates of the Cold Jade Palace, and after you've tidied everything up, come to the bedroom. I certainly can't help your Senior Brother recover completely by myself."

Then… Pei Yuhan picked up Lin Yi and walked inside…

Chapter 15: The Innate Holy Body

The entire Qiongming Domain is divided into three parts. The center is occupied by the Xuanyuan Dynasty, primarily the Human Race. North of the Xuanyuan Dynasty is the Northern Territory, and to the south is the South Sea; both areas are occupied by the Yao Race.

Additionally, there is the Floating Island, suspended above the Nine Heavens. The final BOSS of the "Heart of a Teacher, Dream of a Disciple" series of quests, Yin Yang, sits enthroned on the Floating Island, interfering in human affairs from high above the Nine Heavens.

Lin Yi was dressed in white, his black hair like ink. Yu Xiaotang followed beside him. He formed a Sword gesture with his fingers and summoned the Sword. Then, he prepared to jump onto it to take his Junior Sister down the mountain on the Sword.

After all, his Junior Sister was only at the Qi Refining Realm; she would only be able to fly on a Sword once she reached Foundation Establishment.

However… *snap*… Pei Yuhan walked in from outside the Biluo Palace. She flicked her fingertip, and the Sword gave a light hum and hid behind Lin Yi's back.

A black line appeared on Lin Yi's forehead. He reached behind his back, grasped the hilt of the Sword, and with a swipe of his hand, it turned into a Sword pellet.

"Master? You don't really want us to walk down the mountain, do you?" Lin Yi felt a bit of existential doubt.

"Otherwise? Hehehe, Xiao Yi, since you proposed the tempering of the heart in the Mortal World, you must carefully experience this bustling Mortal World." Pei Yuhan's lips curled into a smile. "Walking is also a form of tempering the heart."

She was becoming more emotionally expressive, changing from that cold, aloof Fairy into someone with a bit more human warmth.

Lin Yi snorted softly. "Walking it is."

Yu Xiaotang naturally had no objections. To her, as long as she was with her Senior Brother, everything else was negotiable.

Pei Yuhan walked up to Lin Yi, looked up, and kissed him on the lips. "I'm doing this for your own good. Since you are tempering your heart in the Mortal World, you need to delve deep and emerge shallow."

Lin Yi hugged Pei Yuhan in front of him. Under her helpless gaze, he kissed her hard. The wonderful taste of the Fairy instantly made his somewhat gloomy mood turn for the better!

Holding his Master in one hand and his Junior Sister in the other, he led the way out of the Biluo Palace.

Ever since he was picked up by Pei Yuhan and brought up the mountain, he had lived in this Biluo Palace. Now that he suddenly had to go down the mountain, he really felt a bit reluctant.

Lin Yi waved his hand, using his Qi to close the gates of the Biluo Palace. He turned around, and Pei Yuhan and Yu Xiaotang were already waiting at the mountain path entrance.

Leaving for years, he really didn't know when he would return.

As this thought crossed his mind, Lin Yi suddenly discovered that his Sword Dao had suddenly improved by just a tiny bit…

"Palace Master Lu, I wonder how you have considered the matter?" The middle-aged Daoist in black and white robes asked with a bow.

The Fairy in green robes let her gaze drift, quietly watching the snow outside the window. Her expression was calm, as if bearing the frost that never melted.

"Palace Master Lu?" The Daoist bowed again, but this time, his attitude was not as respectful as before. "Without the help of our Yin Yang Pavilion, the Xuanyuan Dynasty might not be able to withstand the invasion of those Yao Race from the Northern Territory and South Sea. Palace Master Lu should carefully consider this…"

The figure, resembling a green lotus, finally turned her head. Lu Jiajing's brows furrowed slightly. "I understand. Elder, please return. Allow me to consider it further."

The Daoist's expression stiffened slightly. He had originally thought that after so many days, the Palace Master of the Qingmu Palace would have finally agreed…

Could she really be going to abandon the billions of people of the Xuanyuan Dynasty?

Could she really be going to let the Yao Race massacre the entire Xuanyuan Dynasty?

The urgent dispatches from the border had already spread throughout the capital, Chengtian City.

It seems I still have to go find that Emperor to have a talk…

At this thought, the Daoist greedily glanced at the beautiful figure sitting by the window. He bowed, said, "I hope the Palace Master will consider it carefully," and turned to leave.

Lu Jiajing didn't pay attention to the Daoist's departure. She just turned her head and continued to quietly watch the snowflakes silently drifting in the sky above the Imperial City.

How could she possibly agree?

How could she possibly agree?

The people from the Yin Yang Pavilion actually demanded that she announce the Yin Yang Pavilion as the State Religion Holy Land at the Dao Trial Conference!

And the price… was nothing more than herself, this small Palace Master of the Qingmu Palace.

She only needed to specialize in the Dao scriptures of the Yin Yang Pavilion at the Dao Trial Conference.

It was nothing more than letting a man she didn't know take her first time while ten thousand people watched…

Lu Jiajing's naturally cold expression suddenly became like thousand-year-old ice. Her jade hands, hidden under her green embroidered robes, clenched tightly.

The doors of the entire Qingmu Palace slammed shut. This Qingmu Palace was like a prison, trapping her inside.

She was the Saintess of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, the Palace Master of the Qingmu Palace, one of the three great palaces. She wanted to escape… but where could she escape to?

The lives of billions of people were now in her hands!

If she didn't want to see the Yao Race trample all over the territory of the Xuanyuan Dynasty… then she could not escape the clutches of the Yin Yang Pavilion; it was just a matter of time.

And it was precisely this act of watching herself sink that made it even more despairing.

However… at least for now, she could still quietly appreciate this world.

Lu Jiajing severed her complicated thoughts.

Lin Yi encountered someone unexpected.

A girl in purple clothes with purple hair followed by his side, curiously looking at the Sword in his hand.

"What is your name?" Lin Yi put away the Sword. The Yao Beast in front of him had already been slain; its ferocious beast head was still steaming, and blood had stained the snow beneath it red.

"Su Lingshu." The purple-haired girl replied. After thinking for a moment, she added, "I am of the Xiuyi Tribe."

Lin Yi was stunned. Su Lingshu?

Whoa, he didn't expect to meet the Clone of Xia Qianzhen, the Palace Master of the Saintess Palace of the Floating Island, here.

"What is your name?" Su Lingshu had no fear of having just escaped the beast's mouth. She stretched out her small hand, wanting to touch the Sword in Lin Yi's hand.

The Sword suddenly bent away, dodging Su Lingshu's small hand. Except for Lin Yi, it seemed it wouldn't let anyone touch it.

"Lin Yi. It seems it doesn't want to be touched by you."

Lin Yi retracted the Sword into his Dantian. Su Lingshu shouldn't be here at this time. He was a bit worried; in this chaotic world of "harem" tropes, many things had indeed changed.

According to Lin Yi's estimation, Su Lingshu should only have been separated by Xia Qianzhen decades later, representing her puberty, and meeting the original protagonist Lin Xuanyan when he entered the Northern Territory.

But she appeared now, and in the heart of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, thousands of miles away from the Northern Territory!

Lin Yi shook his head. He should have expected this. If things followed the original work, many women would have already suffered harm…

Then his pure love modulation system would be useless.

"Fine if you won't let me touch it. Hmph, I don't care anyway." Su Lingshu wrinkled her pretty nose, stood up, and clapped her hands.

"You, a member of the Xiuyi Tribe, saying it so openly—aren't you afraid I'll capture you?" Lin Yi asked curiously.

In Qiongming, the Xiuyi Tribe possesses the Innate Holy Body; they are born with purple hair and beautiful appearances, and are hunted by various Yao Races. Taking a Xiuyi Tribe woman as a concubine is a matter of great Face.

Chapter 16: Friend of Fairies

"I'm not afraid. You are a good person." Su Lingshu replied.