Chapter 115: Disciple Transformation Xie Tingyu's Warning

Xie Tingyu had previously traveled with Yunheng and Wenzhi to the Western Regions on Yunheng's flying boat.

Yun Heng is the famous Yun Heng Sword Master, and he certainly has no shortage of spirit stones to buy a flying boat. Moreover, he has a lot of connections outside, so a flying boat is nothing to him.

In Xie Tingyu's eyes, Xuanyuntian, as the number one sect in the world of cultivation, should be very rich, but why is it so plain and simple?

The other disciples brought their own things and quickly arranged the interior of the flying boat.

Accommodation had been arranged from the very beginning, so it was impossible for them to sleep on the floor. Shiyun just found Xie Tingyu's speechless look funny.

After the decoration was completed, Xie Tingyu was pulled into the room by Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan closed the door mysteriously, pasted a talisman behind the door, turned around and stared at her closely.

Just like a hunter seeing his prey, he becomes unusually aggressive.

Xie Tingyu felt his scalp tingling under Cheng Yan's gaze, "What?"

"Tell me, are you hiding something from me? Be careful or I'll do something to you!" Cheng Yan said threateningly.

"That's not how you manipulate people."

Cheng Yan narrowed his eyes, "Don't change the subject, tell the truth."

"What did I do? What did you do?"

Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan have a close relationship, but Cheng Yan suddenly spoke and said some unclear words, and Xie Tingyu couldn't guess what Cheng Yan wanted to ask.

"How come you've become more beautiful? Did you use some kind of beauty spell?"

Xie Tingyu, who was originally facing a powerful enemy, punched the cotton.

She couldn't hold her heart any tighter.

"It's not that I've become prettier, it's that I've always looked like this. I was hiding my true appearance before." Xie Tingyu raised one hand and pinched the flesh on her cheek.

The face became much clearer in an instant, and an indescribable aura was added between the already deep eyebrows and eyes.

Cheng Yan's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes, "You looked so good earlier. Your previous cool temperament doesn't match your sharp tongue."

“Now it’s in compliance?”

"Not really. A beauty deserves forgiveness for anything she does."

The first time they met was on the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons. Xie Tingyu fell in love with Cheng Yan at first sight and provoked him. The second time they met, Wen Zhi and Cheng Yan caused him to faint. It was she who picked up Cheng Yan and brought him back to the flying boat.

To be honest, Xie Tingyu was really frightened by Cheng Yan's surprised tone.

In a very short period of time, she thought of all the possible outcomes. The worst outcome might be that Cheng Yan would expose her identity and she would be hunted down by other monks.

At that time, Cheng Yan could not stay either.

However, Xie Tingyu didn't want to go to this point.

Fortunately, Cheng Yan didn’t discover any secrets.

This flying boat does not require anyone to watch over it at all times. It only needs to use formations to set a specific route and place enough spirit stones on it to keep flying.

If you encounter any obstacles on the way, you can make timely adjustments before the collision, which is relatively safer and at least there will be no traffic accidents.

Xie Tingyu did not return to her room, but fell directly on Cheng Yan's bed.

Cheng Yan reached out and pushed Xie Tingyu, "Move a little further inside."

Cheng Yan did not feel any resentment because Xie Tingyu occupied her bed.

Cheng Yan is known for his bad temper.

Xie Tingyu had heard it countless times after entering Xuanyuntian.

That’s not right. I knew it the first time we met.

Xie Tingyu was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes. Above the ceiling was the deck of the flying boat.

Made of fine wood.

It can be seen that this kind of wood is of precious material. Xuan Yuntian can use this kind of wood to build a flying boat, which can be said to be a very wealthy man.

Xie Tingyu did not speak on his own initiative. The room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

"I actually envy you." Cheng Yan was the first to break the silence.

"Envy me? What do I have to be jealous of? Because I have obtained the Heavenly Red Sky and the Polaris Plate, which are so-called top talents that everyone praises?"

Xie Tingyu's voice was extremely cold. Cheng Yan could hear the self-mockery in her words and was a little puzzled. "Why do you think these things are not enough for others to envy? These things you have are things that others can't even ask for."

Hearing this, Xie Tingyu sat up, put one hand on his bent knees and looked sideways at her, "Do you think I'm in Versailles?"

"What does Versailles mean?"

"I am not complacent because of my experience, nor do I look down on others because of their mediocrity. It can be said that I dislike everyone equally, including myself."

Xie Tingyu had never said such a thing before. Cheng Yan was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

But just as Cheng Yan was in a daze, Xie Tingyu put a hand on her shoulder and took out Yunting.

"Look, the contacts here are all people I'm familiar with."

"What does this mean?"

"I know how to use Cloud Listening. Next time you want to find me, don't run to me. Just send me Cloud Listening so I can see it."

Cheng Yan took out the Yunting from his waist and was stunned for a moment.

Xie Tingyu woke up inexplicably in the ghost house. She became a newborn ghost with a small body and weak soul. Any ghost could crush her to death.

But fortunately, she is rather naughty and will not be bullied by other ghosts, and can also attract the attention of the Ghost Master and Hong Xiu.

Under the protection of these two ghosts, Xie Tingyu would not be harmed by other ghosts. In the later period, she even showed great talent and had a certain strength, and could walk around the ghost house with ease.

Most of the ghosts in the ghost house come from the mortal world, but some of them came in when the world of cultivation and the ghost house had not yet been completely broken up. When they entered the ghost house, they already possessed powerful consciousness and had natural intimidation and oppression.

You can even resist the ghost.

Xie Tingyu never liked that kind of boring life since she was a child. She always wanted to pursue excitement and chase after these ghosts who were once monks in their previous lives.

In the end, no ghost was willing to spend time with her, so Jiuyuan became her target.

It is hidden deep in the ghost house, never seen in the sunlight, no one touches it, and it also holds powerful unknown creatures.

This sense of mystery always tempted Xie Tingyu to pursue it.

The ghost master found out her thoughts from someone unknown, and sent her to Jiuyuan to guard it on an inexplicable excuse.

At that time, Xie Tingyu was at the peak of the eighth level.

The ghost master's tolerance for her was so strong that Xie Tingyu also "did evil things" in Jiuyuan.

"Do you know what kind of environment I grew up in?"

Xie Tingyu raised her eyes to look at her. Cheng Yan was confused, "Hmm?"

"I have seen too many deaths and lives since I was a child. They are real deaths and lives, where the soul is scattered and completely disappears from the world." Xie Tingyu paused for a moment, "Death and life are not just the demise of the body. The disappearance of the soul is the real eternal farewell. Even reincarnation cannot enter."

Without any warning, Xie Tingyu said this, which had nothing to do with the previous topic. Cheng Yan listened to her patiently without interrupting.

Xie Tingyu actually didn't want to have too deep exchanges with people in the cultivation world, because she would leave sooner or later, and she didn't belong to this place.

She belongs to the ghost house that is hated by everyone in the cultivation world.

There is incompatibility between the two, and they have been fighting for years. The hatred cannot be eliminated by a few words. The hatred is rooted in the hearts of cultivators from generation to generation.

They don't care about the character of the ghosts in the ghost house, they just know that they are ghosts and their souls should be destroyed.

Even if their ancestors are inside, they will say that their ancestors have passed away long ago, and the so-called ancestors in the ghost house are nothing more than a body without a soul.

"I'm just being thick-skinned and saying this casually. If one day I die before you, don't be sad. My soul may still be in this world. As long as there is a soul, there is me, Xie Tingyu. But it's likely that you won't feel sad either."

Cheng Yan's heart suddenly beat, and she had an ominous premonition.

Immediately, Cheng Yan grabbed Xie Tingyu's arm, stared at her silently and shook his head.

Xie Tingyu's fingers were icy cold without any warmth, which made it even more terrifying. "Everyone will die eventually. I just think they won't let me go. I'm telling you in advance so that you can stay away from me and not be implicated by me."

"Who are they? Tell Yunheng Sword Master and let him handle it..."

"They are dealing with it now." Xie Tingyu's peach blossom eyes were cold, "They can't deal with it for the time being."

This statement directly pointed out that no matter how dumb Cheng Yan was, she couldn't fail to hear the helplessness in Xie Tingyu's words. She was a little anxious for a moment, "Don't say anything, go to sleep quickly, we still have to get up and practice swords tomorrow."

She was changing the subject, but her change of subject was a little too abrupt.

With Cheng Yan's hands pressing down on his shoulders, Xie Tingyu raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "Who is a good person practicing swordsmanship on a flying boat? If you poke a few big holes in the flying boat, you will lose money."

The corners of Cheng Yan's eyes were red and his face was stubborn. He didn't want to listen to her at all and even raised his hand to cover Xie Tingyu's mouth.

"Don't say anything, or I'll get angry and kick you out, and then you can forget about sleeping with me."

Xie Tingyu turned his head away and uttered something unclear, "No more, no more."

As Cheng Yan withdrew his hand, he suddenly extinguished the candle. She was sleeping on the outside of the bed with one hand on her face. The warm liquid slid down her palm. Cheng Yan was stunned and carefully wiped away his tears.

Xie Tingyu stared at the ceiling for a long time, as if he was not tired of it at all.

She tilted her head. Cheng Yan had his back to her, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

"Death is not a complete separation, being forgotten is." Xie Tingyu's voice was low and light, echoing in the dark room, "But I would rather be forgotten by all of you."

The ghost king retreated from the ghost house and sneaked into the Xuanyuntian of the cultivation world, deceiving countless powerful and arrogant people.

This could become breaking news in the world of cultivation at any time.

Xie Tingyu didn't sleep a wink all night.

Cheng Yan was awakened by a sharp noise. Her eyes were a little swollen when she woke up. She placed her fingers on her eyelids and tapped them. Dazzling light penetrated through the window. Cheng Yan turned her head and saw that the quilt on the inside of the bed was neatly tidied without even a wrinkle.

Cheng Yan just felt a sharp pain in her head, so she packed up her things and walked out of the house.

I happened to meet Zuo Zicheng coming out from the door diagonally opposite.

Zuo Zicheng stretched out his hand to greet her, looking dazed.

"What are you all arguing about so early in the morning?" Zuo Zicheng cursed as he and Cheng Yan turned the corner together. Cheng Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed Zuo Zicheng's clothes and pulled him back.

Zuo Zicheng was caught off guard and was pulled backwards.

With a loud "bang", a black shadow broke through the wall and flew into the corridor.

Countless wood residues were flying everywhere.

The thing happened to fall where the two had just stood.

Zuo Zicheng was startled awake by this. He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, then he couldn't help but gasp.

It was so ugly and smelled so bad that Zuo Zicheng couldn't see straight.

The thing had several tentacles and a large mouth filled with tiny teeth covered in disgusting mucus, and a piece of loose cloth was hanging on its body.

It looks a bit like...

"Disciple uniform?"

As Zuo Zicheng finished speaking, a red sword light slashed from the side, piercing through the creature's head and nailing it to the ground.

"It's changed." Xie Tingyu walked out slowly from the other side of the corridor. She had a blank expression on her face, and it seemed that the only thing left in her eyes was that half-human, half-ghost monster.