Mo Wen arrived
Lan Ci remained awake, while Ruan Qingyu stayed in the courtyard and did not go out. She did consider checking if the sect was discussing the fire, but her intuition suppressed the thought.
Regardless of whether the people asking questions outside are trustworthy, it's definitely not a good time to go out right now, given the current climate.
That night, after giving the bed to Lan Ci, Ruan Qingyu placed a futon in the room and sat down to meditate and cultivate.
Abundant spiritual energy circulated within his body, and the cultivation technique automatically absorbed it, cleansing his dantian before returning to his golden core. Near the golden core, the Phoenix Divine Fire transformed into a fiery lotus flower, opening and closing like breathing.
The spiritual energy circled around again and drifted near the Wutongqin. In recent days, because of the presence of the Wutongqin, the Wutongqin has been absorbing more and more spiritual energy.
The advantage is that her connection with the Wutongqin is becoming deeper and deeper, and using the Wutongqin in the future will be as easy as using her own arm.
There was also an element of Wutong's deliberate intention in this. In the past, the Wutong Qin was his true body and his natal magic weapon. Now that his soul has been reborn, the magic weapon belongs to someone else. After his rebirth, he naturally wants to rebuild his physical body with his soul as the main focus.
After circulating the cultivation technique for several cycles, Ruan Qingyu suddenly felt her consciousness plummet. This familiar feeling reminded her of her previous dream.
Suddenly opening her eyes, Ruan Qingyu looked at her own hands. This was the first time she had been able to see herself properly in a dream.
I subconsciously took two steps, and then I heard a low laugh from not far away.
The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of purple eyes, followed by the vast green grassland around, and the towering tree with its canopy that blocks out the sun beside you.
After thinking for a moment, Ruan Qingyu simply leaned against the tree behind her and sat down. She wouldn't be harmed in her dream, so she might as well see what this person wanted to do today.
Seeing this, Yunyin quickly took two steps and squatted down next to her.
"Long time no see." When Ruan Qingyu heard him say that, her eyes seemed as vast as the ocean, with only her own reflection lost in them.
Ruan Qingyu held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking out of curiosity, "Are you a demon cultivator?"
Nodding, Yun Yin smiled and admitted it, but he couldn't reveal his identity directly. Thinking of his current location, Yun Yin's eyes darkened for a moment.
"Then why do you frequently appear in my dreams? Are you perhaps some kind of dream-inducing monster?" In her dreams, Ruan Qingyu was always bolder than when she was outside, and she no longer carefully considered her words.
Upon hearing this, Yun Yin grinned and instinctively reached out to touch the head of the person in front of him.
Seeing this, Ruan Qingyu quickly leaned back, dodging the restless large hand, and couldn't help but glare at it.
“Because I like you, I frequently appear in your dreams. Moreover, the fact that cultivators can enter each other's dreams indicates a deep and destined connection. Perhaps one day you will become my Daoist partner and my wife.” Yun Yin said to Ruan Qingyu with burning eyes.
Since he had signed a contract with her, and given that Yun Yin had long since noticed a change in his attitude towards Ruan Qingyu, not to mention the misunderstanding caused by the Fangqing Fruit last time.
He discovered that Ruan Qingyu's attitude towards him was not so indifferent; at least, it was more than just a simple business partnership.
Ruan Qingyu subconsciously swallowed, wondering what this person was saying and whether he even knew what he was saying.
However, it was impossible for Ruan Qingyu to keep staring at those eyes. Whenever she looked into those purple eyes, her cheeks would quickly become hot and she would lose her composure.
"You're a demon cultivator, talking to me about liking someone, especially in my dream. Do you think I can't deal with you in my dream?" With that, Ruan Qingyu raised her hand to strike.
Blinking, Yun Yin smiled and said, "Hmm, you seemed quite comfortable last time. Could it be that I remembered wrong?"
Instantly, rouge spread across Ruan Qingyu's face. Her eyes widened in disbelief that this person had actually said it outright!
Without a second thought, Ruan Qingyu immediately covered Yun Yin's mouth with her hand: "What's the difference between you, this demon cultivator, and that lecherous rogue?"
Suddenly, Ruan Qingyu pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, simply because she had felt a warm, damp touch on her palm. Looking at those smiling eyes, Ruan Qingyu understood everything.
Seeing Ruan Qingyu's phoenix eyes widen in surprise, Yun Yin felt a strange thirst, a mixture of panic and shyness welling up inside him.
"In dreams, you can do many things, but I think you probably don't want to do anything tonight, right?"
Yun Yin's expression softened, a hint of heartache in his eyes. Normally, he wouldn't enter a dream, but if the other party's soul fluctuated too much, this kind of dream where the two intersected would occur.
"Look how beautiful the scenery is here, why don't you just rest and take a nap?" Yun Yin turned to the side so that Ruan Qingyu could take another look at the vast grassland behind him.
Upon hearing this, Ruan Qingyu couldn't help but look over. A breeze brushed against her cheek, and Ruan Qingyu felt a jolt in her body as Yun Yin moved closer and sat down beside her.
“A good night’s sleep will make everything better.” With that, Yun Yin pulled her shoulder and leaned closer.
Without realizing it, she leaned on his shoulder, following his movements. Gradually, accompanied by the shade of the trees and the breeze, Ruan Qingyu felt drowsy and was about to fall asleep in her dream.
Who exactly are you?
You'll find out later.
Ruan Qingyu cracked her knuckles, withdrew her hand that was about to strike, and said, "I've killed a few enemies these past few days."
Yun Yin patted her back, knowing she was referring to her enemies from her past life. He didn't speak, but listened quietly to Ruan Qingyu's story.
"I killed them," Wutong said, somewhat surprised, but I didn't care; I was very happy. Now that she had avenged herself, nothing could be more satisfying.
However, her greatest enemy can only watch him live. Once she can match him, her fire will burn Chen Tian to ashes, just as it did the day it burned Zhang Zitao and Zhang Qi to death.
Yun Yin was stunned. Wu Tong? Now the two can only communicate through dreams and contracts, but there are too many obstacles to communicating through contracts, so they cannot communicate clearly and completely.
However, the wutong tree that Qingyu mentioned was clearly not a zither. Thinking of this, Yunyin wanted to ask a few more questions but was worried that he would give himself away.
His true form was still an untransformed Thunder Leopard, not to mention that the two were currently separated and would have to wait a long time to return to the cultivation world.
Thinking of this, Yun Yin could only remain silent and continue listening to Ruan Qingyu speak, and gradually the sound faded away.
Yunyin turned his head and looked over, only to see that the person who had been somewhat dazed just moments before was now peacefully asleep. He couldn't help but smile and carefully leaned his head over as well.
Ruan Qingyu had a good night's sleep, and all she remembered was the warm breeze on her face and the person beside her never moving an inch.
Realizing the other party hadn't directly answered her question, Ruan Qingyu frowned. What kind of demon cultivator was this person? Purple eyes—what kind of demon beast could it be?
His mind was filled with doubts, which couldn't help but show on his face.
When Wutong saw this, she couldn't help but laugh and ask, "You seemed to be in a good mood yesterday, so why are you like this today?"
Waving her hand, Ruan Qingyu didn't want others to know that she was having a dream for the time being, especially since she could talk to the other person directly in the dream, and even the tactile sensations were real.
"Elder Mo will be here today. Just tell him everything you know. It would be best to ask Elder Mo to protect you." Ruan Qingyu looked at Lan Ci, who had also woken up after her health improved.
Lan Ci's complexion is alright today, not as miserable as yesterday, but Ruan Qingyu is helpless to help with the matter of her shattered dantian.
However, Elder Mo Wen, who had promised to come today, did not arrive until nightfall.
Ruan Qingyu began to wonder if she had misdelivered the message. In the blink of an eye, the moon rose high in the sky, its light spilling into the courtyard.
Ruan Qingyu glanced at the courtyard gate, hesitating whether to go and ask in person.
Suddenly, they noticed a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy in the courtyard, as if there was an invisible hole that was absorbing all the surrounding spiritual energy.
Seeing this, Ruan Qingyu quickly took out the Wutong Qin and looked at the increasingly obvious flaw.
"Elder Mo?!" Ruan Qingyu exclaimed softly. This person was actually Elder Mo Wen. However, his appearance was far from what Ruan Qingyu had imagined.
The moment Mo Wen appeared, he threw out the Qiankun Divination he held. In the blink of an eye, a shimmering light enveloped the entire courtyard.
In an instant, Ruan Qingyu noticed that the occasional bird calls and cicada chirps that had been heard outside the courtyard had all disappeared. Even the fluctuations of spiritual energy outside the mountain and the sound of flying through the air were gone.
"I have activated the formation, and with the Qiankun Gua as my guarantee, I can assure you that no one will know that I had a conversation with you." Mo Wen smiled at Ruan Qingyu, his expression filled with the familiar kindness and intimacy that Ruan Qingyu knew all too well.
Seeing Mo Wen treat the younger generation in this way made Ruan Qingyu feel uneasy no matter how many times she saw it, but this was not the time to think about such things. However, Mo Wen's serious attitude made her feel relieved.
"This is no small matter, Elder Mo. We would like to invite you inside to discuss it." As she spoke, Ruan Qingyu took the lead and walked into the house.
Lan Ci, who was still feeling unwell and somewhat weak, was a little surprised to see Ruan Qingyu come in. Wasn't she just waiting outside for Elder Mo Wen?
Lan Ci quickly learned the reason: the person who followed Ruan Qingyu in was none other than Elder Mo Wen, whom she had been eagerly anticipating meeting.
Immediately, Lan Ci forced himself to sit up, and bowed while sitting on the bed, saying, "Elder Mo, this disciple is too weak to rise and pay my respects."
Mo Wen frowned. He could tell at a glance the root cause of Lan Ci's weakness, but he wondered why this disciple was so badly injured.
Seeing that Lan Ci was seriously injured but did not recuperate in his own residence, instead staying in Ruan Qingyu's courtyard, Mo Wen quickly had another bad thought, and his face darkened.
"It's alright, you're not feeling well, just sit down." Mo Wen said, picking up a chair nearby and sitting down next to Lan Ci, reaching out to hold his wrist.
His divine sense quickly probed deeply, and the clearer it became, the more he frowned, scrutinizing Lan Ci's pale face and even the less than 10% of spiritual power in her dantian.
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