74 Chapter 74
◎Returning to one's parents' home◎
Jiang Qiye slowly opened his eyes, exuding a serene and dignified aura befitting someone who has just achieved enlightenment. "Where are you going?"
Pei Xueyan stroked her long hair and smiled, "Of course I'm going back to my parents' home."
"I haven't bullied you, so why... why are you going back to your parents' house?"
She has something to do, and it's a good thing.
But I didn't want to tell him.
“Brother, my hard-earned five thousand gold coins are still stored in the sect. When I go back this time, I will naturally return the gold coins.”
Jiang Qiye replied without hesitation, "I'll send someone to deliver it."
Pei Xueyan chuckled softly, "After Master left, Senior Sister cried every day, so I had to go and keep her company. Besides... besides, didn't you want to wear a wedding dress? I'll make you a beautiful dress, okay?"
He had no reason to stop her, and seeing her demeanor, he knew she wasn't going to leave and never come back.
He was shocked that he was being so awkward.
Jiang Qiye slowly stood up and said very generously, "Well, three days is not enough. Staying a few more days is fine. Come back in four or five days."
Pei Xueyan laughed, deliberately drawing out her words: "Four or five days is hardly enough. That gold is heavy, and you can't move it with magic. Transporting it back and forth will take at least half a month or twenty days. I'll try to... come back in a month?"
An expression of disbelief immediately appeared on his face.
Pei Xueyan threw her head back and laughed heartily, then tiptoed and jumped into his arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist: "Good brother, you clearly have no feelings for me, so why are your eyes so devoted? I love it when you look at me like this, when you clearly want me so much, but you just have to hold back."
"......"
After a long pause, he looked down at the person in his arms and asked, "Are we leaving tomorrow?"
Pei Xueyan immediately let go of him, spun around, and her skirt spun into a beautiful flower shape.
Her eyes sparkled: "Isn't it beautiful? We'll go down the mountain for a bit today and leave tomorrow morning. I've already sent a message to my senior sister."
He knew he had no reason to stop her, but something seemed to gently tickle his heart. He suppressed that strange feeling and went down the mountain with her.
Jiang Qiye was wearing a moon-white long robe today, which Pei Xueyan insisted he wear.
In this state, he seemed more gentle and refined, kinder, less cold and stern as the leader of the sect, and more elegant and otherworldly.
The two strolled along, and somehow, they stumbled into a peach orchard in full bloom.
Pink and white petals fluttered in the air as Pei Xueyan stood under the tree, slightly lost in thought.
She recalled the dream world where she was still Wei An, and she had walked through an apricot grove with the man she called "Third Uncle".
Perhaps it was the unrequited love and heartbeats of that time that cast an overly beautiful filter on that scene. Now, looking at the peach blossoms filling the sky, I feel that this peach grove is not as beautiful as that apricot grove.
Why do I always remember things so clearly?
She subconsciously raised her hand and flicked it, and a peach blossom appeared in her hand.
"Have we been here before?"
Pei Xueyan held the peach blossom and gently shook her head: "No. It was in an illusion. My parents were killed by our enemies, and you pretended to be my father's half-brother and came to find me. Later, I went with you to Jiangnan for a trip, and we passed a large apricot grove, covering the mountains and fields. At that time, I felt both happy and sad. I was happy to be with you, but it seemed like I had fallen in love with someone I shouldn't have."
She didn't say anything more.
Jiang Qiye continued, "And then?"
"Then, I wanted to escape to a deserted place with you and live in seclusion, and marry you. But you were too good at pretending, acting like an elder or a close uncle, and I couldn't bear it, so I committed suicide. But I wasn't really dead yet, and I watched helplessly as you stabbed me again."
Jiang Qiye's heart skipped a beat, and a strange, dull pain arose.
Pei Xueyan also began to feel melancholy, turning around to look at him: "Ke, it seems like you can't remember anything."
"I remember."
"What?" She jumped up and grabbed his arms. "You remembered?"
Jiang Qiye nodded. "Some time ago, when I was meditating and comprehending the Dao, I vaguely remembered some things in my mind."
Actually, he doesn't remember anything.
Apart from everything she mentioned, those so-called past events were nothing but a blank to him.
However, even when she speaks it out, her opinions change every time she thinks about it, listens carefully, and ponders it.
What used to be indifferent and tasteless has slowly come together, as if emotions have been generated.
Pei Xueyan could no longer hold back and buried her face in his arms. "I knew it! I can remember how we did it over and over again. If you really love me and like me, you can definitely like me again, fall in love with me, and remember everything again."
As soon as she shed tears, it seemed as if the heavens were against her, and a light drizzle began to fall.
The rain was just for atmosphere at first, but too much of it gets in the way.
Jiang Qiye closed his eyes and focused on his practice. He made a hand seal with his fingertips, and all the dark clouds above his head dispersed, and the rain stopped and the sky cleared.
Pei Xueyan stared at him in astonishment, her voice filled with amazement: "Good brother, you can control the weather?"
“Weiwei. It’s just that the celestial phenomena and the earth’s energy have their own laws of operation, and they should not be easily manipulated by humans.”
Pei Xueyan didn't hear a word he said after that. All she knew was that his magic could control the weather!
"Is this the most profound spell?"
Jiang Qiye shook his head. "The most profound spell is called 'Heaven and Earth in Harmony.' When one reaches this level, one's cultivation merges with heaven and earth, allowing one to control all things at will."
"Wouldn't that be enough to destroy the world?"
He couldn't help but chuckle softly, "That's not wrong, it's true."
Pei Xueyan circled around him, looking him up and down, then suddenly clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Brother, you really are becoming more and more like a great demon!"
Jiang Qiye pulled her hand and continued walking forward: "Where would I reach such a level? Even the patriarch of the Purple Gold True Man, or the founder of our Green Sect, never managed to reach such a level in their entire lives."
"That's right, I've never heard of it either."
Pei Xueyan nodded as if she understood, and obediently followed beside him.
Soon after they descended the mountain, the two ate, drank, and had a great time.
When Jiang Qiye took action to help the people at the foot of the mountain get rid of the evil spirits causing trouble, Pei Xueyan found a deserted open space, quietly stood still, and closed her eyes.
She mimicked Jiang Qiye, extending her fingertip and silently chanting, "Blizzard!"
The moment the words left his mouth, a sudden gust of wind arose in this small space, and goose-feather snowflakes danced in the air.
In no time, the ground was covered with a layer of white snow.
Pei Xueyan was so excited she almost jumped up. She quickly murmured "sunny day" again, and the world instantly returned to its previous warm and cozy state, as before.
marvelous!
She discovered a shocking secret: ever since she consummated her marriage with Jiang Qiye, she was able to immediately learn the cultivation techniques he had recently mastered.
Although not as skilled as him, they could still use it very quickly and freely.
These days, the two cultivation forces within her body have been clashing frequently, leading her to a bold guess.
I want to verify it.
This is the real reason why she insisted on returning to her parents' home.
He used the excuse of transporting the gold back to secretly go to Master Qilin's place to inquire.
He is the most learned, and must understand the reasons behind it.
It was quite late when the two returned. Jiang Qiye probably felt that a month was too long, so he ordered his disciple to deliver the gold and silver in the middle of the night, and then let her fly away on her sword. In this way, she could return in seven or eight days.
How could Pei Xueyan not understand his thoughts?
That's perfect. With the disciples going ahead, she can take the opportunity to visit Master Qilin; it shouldn't take too long.
She lay on the bed, happily pondering her thoughts. Looking to the side, she saw the man still sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat in the hall, meditating with his eyes closed, detached from worldly desires.
Pei Xueyan exposed her long legs, lay on the pillow and asked, "I'll count to three. If you don't come over, I'm really going to sleep."
As she spoke, she pulled the blanket over her face and counted softly, "One... two... three."
After counting, I secretly lifted a corner of the blanket and saw that the person was still sitting upright, not moving at all.
You hypocrite!
Pei Xueyan threw off the covers, ran barefoot over, sat directly on his lap, hooked her arms around his neck, and pressed her forehead against his. She loved it when a gentleman was completely distraught, preferably in a fit of rage.
That way we can have a good laugh at them.
Master is right, men are all hypocrites.
“Tell me, have you always liked being here?”
In an instant, the candlelight flickered in the hall, filling it with the colors of spring.
Her clothes were so thin that everything was visible.
Her long, black hair cascaded down her delicate, fair waist, and he quickly rubbed it against her.
He seemed worried that the clash of their internal cultivation levels would make her uncomfortable, so he didn't go all out.
So much so that people now have a chance to speak: "Good brother, how come your waist is so firm? Touching it... feels so comfortable, so strong."
"You're so pretentious. You clearly want something but don't take the initiative. I'm never coming to you again. Even if you do take the initiative, I won't pay attention to you."
"Brother, what are you doing? Are you trying to get revenge?"
"I don't want to lie down, I want to sit up..."
"...You filthy lecher, you filthy Taoist priest!"
He always had a way of quietly carrying her back to bed in her dazed and confused moments.
The first time I was naked, I felt a strange sense of shyness and quickly shrank further under the covers.
"You'll be back within seven days? Why are you doing this now... this way—"
"Not yet satisfied." These were his first and last words of the night, just those three words.
Several hours passed, and seeing him lying there obediently, Pei Xueyan drifted off to sleep, then woke up again and softly asked, "Good brother, sect leader brother, do you like me now?"
"Um."
"Do you know what it means to like someone? If I ask you, wouldn't you feel heartache? Wouldn't you feel anxious?"
Jiang Qiye was speechless. He reached out and pinched her chin with a punitive force. "Don't ask me questions like that again."
That's so stupid!
"I'm just curious. I'll definitely commit suicide and die with you."
Her abrupt remark startled Jiang Qiye. "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Pei Xueyan wore an innocent expression and said with considerable pride, "That's why I like you."
"No need." He grabbed her leg and put it on his waist. "From now on, let's not talk about life and death."
"If you don't like me, don't say so. I don't like it when you always make me squeeze your legs together. I don't want my legs on your shoulders either. Don't say anything again, I won't listen."
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