Chapter 136 Ye Luo's Worries
One disciple, his head wrapped in bandages, his face filled with resentment, said, "These evil heretics will be wiped out one day!"
"Exterminate?"
Feng Shen looked at him and shook his head helplessly, "Most of them are located in the Southern or Western Regions, which are not within the sphere of influence of our Eastern Region Immortal Alliance. How easy is it to wipe them out!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Luo fell into deep thought. In this vast world, all living beings have their own paths and coexist between heaven and earth.
If the path to immortality and cultivation exists, why can't other paths exist as well?
Yu Xuan: "But how can they be so unscrupulous? I once heard my master say that they have been very well-behaved over the years and have rarely caused trouble in the Eastern Region."
"That's also what I find puzzling."
After Feng Shen finished speaking, he stood up and said, "I need to go back as soon as possible to report this matter to the Alliance Leader. I'll leave the rest of the minor matters to you."
“Good!” Yu Xuan glanced at Yu Qianling out of the corner of his eye, concealing the smile in his eyes. He had been wondering what excuse to use to stay, and Feng Shen’s arrangement suited him perfectly.
Feng Shen: "Alright, you can all go your separate ways and get some rest. Wait for your respective sects to come and take you back."
"yes."
After returning to her room, Ye Luo collapsed onto the bed and closed her eyes to rest. At this moment, Jun Yi whispered in her ear, "Come on, take a medicinal bath. It will make you feel better."
Jun Yi prepared some medicine to strengthen his body and nourish his vital energy, which he would use during his baths from time to time to strengthen his somewhat weak body and lay the foundation for his future cultivation.
"Aren't you going to soak with me?"
Ye Luo gripped his sleeve, her eyes filled with alluring charm. Jun Yi's golden eyes darkened slightly, and he swallowed hard. "Don't provoke me!"
"I'm an adult now... it's not like I can't..."
Ye Luo's ears flushed red. Ever since Ling Qing told him about the Dragon Palace, he had become somewhat anxious and uncertain.
He admitted that he was starting to panic.
After all, that's the Void Refinement stage, which can't be reached overnight; it requires years of cultivation.
If he were focused on cultivation, that would be fine, but the sect still has many things to deal with...
Would Junyi be willing to wait indefinitely?
Ye Luo had a vague feeling that if something happened between the two of them, would she be able to hold onto him even tighter?
For example, a baby.
He had never told Jun Yi about the fact that he had a reproductive cavity inside his body. At the time, he was afraid that their relationship was uncertain, and if he were to be completely marked by Jun Yi, his life would be ruined.
But now.
He had some concerns, but dared not tell him the truth.
If he were to give birth to a dragon child for him while he was a man... would his clansmen object? Would he be able to accept it...?
This feeling of unease made him increasingly irritable, to the point that he was no longer himself!
"Hmph!" Ye Luo pulled the blankets next to her and curled up inside. "Then I won't take a bath!"
"...What are you doing?"
"I'm not making a fuss!" Ye Luo stared at him with bloodshot eyes, and after a moment tentatively asked, "Jun Yi, let's have a baby?"
"no!"
Jun Yi's unwavering refusal made Ye Luo's face pale, so she silently lowered her eyes and asked, "...Don't you like children?"
"Don't overthink it. It's not that I don't like it, it's just not the right time yet. Let's talk about it later."
Jun Yi was somewhat surprised. Where did this little ancestor hear that male cultivators could have children through secret methods?
Even if it wasn't for the purpose of producing offspring, they could still do *that*... but ultimately he still felt that his body was too weak, otherwise they would have already devoured him completely.
Who would have thought that this little devil would be so reckless as to provoke him...
He's having such a tough time.
Seeing that he still looked depressed, Jun Yi could only sigh and comfort him, "Alright, let's soak together then, but if there's any reaction... you'll have to help me."
Upon hearing this, Ye Luo pouted and turned her head away angrily, saying, "I don't care about you..."
Seeing this, Jun Yi chuckled and pulled him out of the covers. "Alright, alright, if you won't help me, do it yourself. Who told me to make my darling angry?"
After saying that, she took off his clothes and put him into the warm bathtub. Then she took off her own clothes and stepped in, and the originally spacious tub instantly became narrow.
A look of joy appeared on Ye Luo's face. He climbed onto his strong legs, and the warm medicinal bath made him hum comfortably. He then fell asleep in his arms.
Jun Yi glanced down at the water, pinched his smooth cheek, and sighed helplessly, "You really don't care about me anymore..."
*
The Immortal Alliance's big commotion naturally alarmed many people in the city. As waves of sect members entered the city, they all started discussing it.
"Wow, sisters, look! So many handsome young immortal masters! Which immortal sect do they belong to?"
"They seem to be disciples of the Illusionary Sound Sect. It's said that sect recruits based on looks; in any case, no one, male or female, is ugly, so how could they not be good-looking!"
"Oh? That's actually possible?"
"Isn't that even more demanding than our Immortal Pavilion's selection process? Hahahaha!"
"You little slut, what nonsense are you spouting? They're immortals, how can they be like us!"
"Tch!" A beautifully made-up young woman, holding a round fan, leaned against the railing and covered her mouth with a flirtatious laugh:
"So what if they're immortals? Don't they have emotions and desires? Quite a few immortals come to our building to seek pleasure, and they all fall at my feet, hahaha!"
"You little brat, don't talk nonsense. If you anger the guests, you'll be in big trouble!"
"Oh, I know!" The woman covered her face and smiled. Suddenly, she saw a royal convoy slowly approaching on the street not far away. She exclaimed in surprise, "Eh, could it be that His Highness the Prince has returned?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the carriage stopped on the opposite street, and Cen Feng stepped out of the carriage shortly afterward.
"Oh my, it really is him! He's even more handsome than before!" A woman exclaimed with a fan in her hand. "Your Highness, may you be well!"
Upon hearing the voice, Cen Feng looked over and waved happily, "Sister Furong, how have you all been lately!"
The women covered their faces and smiled, replying, "We're doing great! Come over and listen to our music sometime!"
"Yes, we've choreographed a new dance. Would you like to come and take a look?!"
"Um...no need, Mother almost twisted my ear off last time..."
Hearing this, the group burst into laughter. Furong wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Don't worry, we sisters just want to dance and sing for you or something. We won't do anything to you!"
Cen Feng had originally intended to politely decline, but then he remembered that his third senior sister quite enjoyed lively gatherings, so he changed his mind and said:
"Okay, sisters, I'll take my senior brothers and sisters with me later!"
"Alright, then I'll reserve a private room for you. You absolutely must come!"
"Okay!"
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