Listen to your sophistry
Wutong carefully recalled the aura he sensed that evening following that wisp of blue light. He had always been skilled at observing auras, and now he was taking advantage of the fact that Wutong Qin's original form had been recognized as its master by Ruan Qingyu in the past.
Although there were some stumbles, they still managed to clearly see the wisp of pink aura shrouded in purple mist. Their eyes widened in disbelief. If there was a type of contract even less common than the master-pet contract among demon cultivators, it was the husband-wife contract.
However, these contracts were mostly signed between demon beasts in the past to protect their weaker Daoist partners. Most of the time, these contracts were for rescuing seriously injured Daoist partners or relatives in critical moments.
He initially thought he was mistaken, but memories kept resurfacing. For example, on certain nights, Miss Ruan's mind was always unusually active.
The Wutong Qin and the Phoenix Divine Fire also became agitated. Wutong had not understood this before, but now that they connected the dots, they suddenly had an outlet.
Lost in thought, Wutong suddenly felt a conspicuous gaze upon her. Instinctively looking up, she saw Miss Ruan staring intently at her.
"You knew all along that you were coming to see this?" Ruan Qingyu's tone was very certain.
Upon seeing this, Wutong immediately shook her head, even waving her hands in response: "No, I know nothing about this matter."
She had initially been skeptical, but now she was completely unconvinced. However, Ruan Qingyu disregarded her shyness and asked urgently, "Then do you know how to block dream entry?"
Wutong was stunned. Entering a dream should only be possible if both parties are willing, and he thought that Miss Ruan should know this.
He immediately shook his head: "Entering a dream requires the consent of both parties; otherwise, they cannot enter each other's dreams."
After thinking for a moment, Ruan Qingyu pressed on, "Then do you know what kind of contract I have?" By the end, Ruan Qingyu's voice had already dropped.
Recalling the memories she had gleaned from the Phoenix bloodline inheritance, Ruan Qingyu gradually came to her senses. She realized that she had been too hasty that day, hastily seeking a non-harming pact.
Yunyin initially seemed reluctant, but perhaps because the contract had already been made and couldn't be reversed, he eventually agreed.
But since this contract isn't a master-pet contract, could it be some kind of marriage certificate? Recalling the memories I've seen, since that senior never had a Daoist partner from the time he began cultivating until his ascension, the person always by his side was the one with whom he had the contract. Clearly, this thing is no different from a Daoist partner contract.
Soon, Wutong's reply dealt her the final blow: "Miss Ruan, based on the information you just mentioned, I think you and Yunyin may have signed a marriage contract."
Suddenly raising her hand, Ruan Qingyu covered her ears: "I understand."
For several days in a row, Ruan Qingyu dared not even meditate, let alone sleep. She was afraid that if she closed her eyes, she would fall into a dream.
The originally bland sense of contractual intent began to transmit many messages intermittently. But for some reason, it remained very unclear.
However, judging from the frequency of Yunyin's attempts to communicate, he mostly urged Ruan Qingyu to enter a dream, or rather, to sleep.
However, faced with this noisy discussion about contractual obligations, Ruan Qingyu simply chose to ignore it. Out of sight, out of mind; out of hearing, out of mind.
Even the Wutong zither, which had some connection with Yunyin, was affected. The Wutong zither was taken out and placed on the table untouched for three days.
Wutong himself huddled inside the little puppet, truly acting as a silent puppet for the past few days, not uttering a single word. After all, matters of memory were family affairs, and he absolutely could not get involved.
As for the troublesome Cloud Village, they could only lie on the tree, wagging their tails and scratching the tree trunk with frustration.
This immediately displeased the divine tree, which had long since developed its own consciousness, and it shook its trunk, throwing the annoying big cat off.
"Yun, what's wrong with you lately?" A rough voice rang out, clearly familiar with Yun Yin, and stood not far away without approaching rashly.
Yun Yin impatiently lifted his eyelids, and seeing that it was someone he knew, he had a new idea.
"Yuan, if your sweetheart gets angry, what's your way of coaxing her?" Yun Yin asked in a low voice, knowing that Ruan Qingyu wouldn't be able to hear him no matter how loud he spoke, but he still couldn't help but lower his voice.
Since meeting Yunyin, Yuan had never seen him ask for favors like this. Yuan was somewhat surprised, then exclaimed in astonishment, "You have someone you like?"
It seems those women have finally quieted down. They always hoped to win Yun's favor, but they didn't even consider the difference between Yun's beast form and other beastmen. Obviously, it was impossible for them to have a future together.
*
Inside the disciples' quarters, Ruan Qingyu sat blankly in the courtyard. She neither cultivated nor did anything else all day.
Even when Wutong was peeking inside, she felt a pang of disgust for Yunyin. How could someone as good as Miss Ruan be deceived?
The silence of the courtyard was broken by the knock on the door. Ruan Qingyu looked at the gate with some surprise. She moved her fingers, and the gate opened.
Soon, Mo Wen appeared outside the door.
Upon seeing that it was Elder Mo Wen, Ruan Qingyu immediately stood up: "Elder Mo."
Mo Wen's expression showed some disapproval: "Since you are Master's last disciple, you are my junior sister. Why do you still call me Elder Mo?"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Qingyu readily agreed, saying, "Don't ask, Senior Brother."
Seeing her puzzled expression, Mo Wen understood. He casually pulled over a chair and explained why he had come that day.
"Lan Ci has recovered, and I invited an elder who specializes in treating this to take a look. After taking the pills, she can rebuild her dantian after several rounds of treatment."
Upon hearing the news about Lan Ci, Ruan Qingyu was quite pleased: "Most of the disciples who can enter the Xuantian Sect are quite talented. I'm really happy for Lan Ci that he can start cultivating again."
For this one matter alone, Mo Wen probably wouldn't come in person. Ruan Qingyu looked at him and saw that he was getting serious, so she couldn't help but pause.
"Another matter is that I and other elders of the Enforcement Hall, as well as other elders in seclusion, have investigated carefully. It is a fact that Chen Tian has fallen into demonic possession, but the person who has protected him for so long is not of low status." Mo Wen frowned at the end, and was very angry as he spoke.
Seeing that Mo Wen still hadn't revealed the specific name, Ruan Qingyu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is that person the acting sect leader?"
Mo Wen, who had been somewhat distracted by anger, glanced at her in surprise and sighed, "It's alright to tell you this. We all suspect that it was Wenhe Daojun's doing, but the evidence is still insufficient. Lan Ci alone is probably not enough."
"What should the sect do about Chen Tian?" Ruan Qingyu's expression was very calm. From the beginning to the outsiders, this matter had nothing to do with Ruan Qingyu.
Mo Wen then said with relief, "Let's leave him alone for now, but an elder will keep a close watch on him to prevent him from escaping."
Ruan Qingyu felt relieved. She wasn't confident she could seek revenge yet, but since the sect wasn't in a hurry to kill her, it meant they were giving her a chance to act.
Lowering her eyes, Ruan Qingyu's tone carried a hint of worry: "This matter is of great importance. I believe what Lan Ci said. Now that so many people have died, we certainly cannot let this go so easily. I hope the sect can find the ultimate culprit."
Nodding, Mo Wen said with some concern, "You were the one who started this whole thing. Remember to keep the sword energy your master gave you safe. Don't go out alone unless there's something wrong."
Understanding Mo Wen's concerns perfectly, Ruan Qingyu smiled and agreed.
As night fell, Ruan Qingyu stopped lingering in the courtyard and went back to her bed. Wutong, who had been pretending to be dazed for a long time, stirred her puppet and tilted her head to peek.
The next moment, a spark burst forth around the paulownia tree.
A threatening voice rang out: "Don't come in, don't investigate anything."
With some emotion she herself didn't understand, Ruan Qingyu took a few deep breaths before carefully lying down on the soft pillow.
She tossed and turned for a while, feeling uncomfortable with the soft pillow and the bed itself. At that moment, Ruan Qingyu sincerely missed the time she had spent soundly asleep on Yun Yin's stomach.
Soon, as Ruan Qingyu's breathing gradually became steady, her consciousness slowly sank down following the familiar sensations.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the familiar grassland, where the same towering tree still stood alone.
Unlike the previous times, Ruan Qingyu, who was always summoned by Yunyin, immediately spotted the person sleeping on the tree branch.
Raising an eyebrow, Ruan Qingyu quietly slipped away and stopped in front of Yun Yin.
Half-asleep, Yunyin sensed a familiar presence. His nose twitched, and before he even opened his eyes, a smile curved his lips.
He reached out his hands, wanting to pull the person in front of him into his arms. But instead of a warm, soft body, he was met with a slap that was still slightly warm.
With a frown, Yun Yin opened his eyes. Before his faint joy could deepen, Ruan Qingyu grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down from the tree.
"You say you're Yunyin, then change back first so I can see." With an ambiguous smile on her face, Ruan Qingyu stared straight at Yunyin.
Swinging between joy and hesitation, Yun Yin swallowed hard after a moment, and under Ruan Qingyu's gaze, suddenly transformed back into the ancient demon beast Lei Bao, a form that the two of them knew all too well.
Yunyin wagged its tail ingratiatingly, about to rub against Ruan Qingyu's tail, when it heard the other speak again: "No, I want it to be as big as it was when you were in the cage."
In the cage? Yunyin was a little confused, then obediently recalled his size at that time, shook his fur, and the next moment he grew even bigger.
Looking up at the familiar black panther in front of her, Ruan Qingyu slowly raised her right hand. Soon, the large black panther nuzzled its head against her palm.
Having not seen Ruan Qingyu in his dreams for several days, Yun Yin truly missed her. Her glossy black tail had already wrapped itself around the ankle of the person before her.
"Lie down." The cold voice rang out again, and Yun Yin immediately obeyed and lay down.
As she pondered why Ruan Qingyu had agreed to enter her dream today, she felt a warmth in her abdomen, followed by a gentle touch.
A soft breathing sound came from his abdomen. Yunyin carefully turned his head and saw that the person on top of him had fallen asleep, leaning against him.
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