Does Fellow Daoist Huasheyan seem familiar?
Yan Huanyue arrived in the dead of night, and returned from the sea in the dead of night as well.
Before setting sail, she wrote the incantations for the beginning and end of the array she had inspected that day, along with its location, on a talisman.
This place is almost completely isolated from the world, and the people stationed here cannot move around freely. Therefore, if any interesting stories come from here, they can certainly be pondered for a long time during breaks from cultivation.
When she returned to line up to hand in her badge and sign, she was at the end of the line and was the last to leave the residence. She overheard the Misty Sect disciples who had stayed at the residence chatting impatiently with their returning fellow disciples after their Tianyan Sect members left.
"I just heard from the Xue family that the head of the Yu family is about to have another son."
"Really? You're still going strong for your age."
"What nonsense are you talking about? The higher one's cultivation level, the younger one looks. It's just that the longer one cultivates, the more stingy one is with one's own cultivation. Apart from evil cultivators who only care about absorbing and harming others, most people will only cultivate with their partners for many years and ensure that they will not consume their own cultivation. They will never easily waste their yin and yang with others."
Someone chimed in, "In addition, those who are more attentive will personally cleanse their young children's bones and marrow. For example, those children from noble families have consumed countless spiritual medicines and stones since infancy, not to mention how much energy and cultivation their parents have to spend. It is really rare for them to have children at this age."
Someone laughed and said, "It seems that Fellow Daoist Yu Zhao is truly powerless to reverse the situation."
“Living like that is like living in purgatory, and being gradually abandoned is worse than dying in the Cold Winter Secret Realm.”
"How easy it is to die! Living is pure torture."
Yan Huanyue hurried away, stepping through the thick snow, heading towards her assigned room.
With a large population and a shortage of housing, she lived with five other female disciples of the Misty Sect.
When they went back, they even brought her a hot meal.
Inside the room, a candle was lit, and three female disciples were sitting cross-legged in meditation within their respective bed curtains. Yan Huanyue quietly slipped in and ate her meal in peace.
After dinner, I went out to practice my knife skills for a while, then came back to wash up and meditate.
She sat cross-legged inside the narrow bed curtains, her spiritual energy constantly generating and diminishing, eventually turning into nothingness. Yet, because of this change to nothingness, her spiritual veins were able to hold even more spiritual energy.
“Young Master Yu, she is meditating and it may be inconvenient for her to receive guests.”
Yu Yi stood with his hands behind his back in the dark night snow, glancing at the disciple from the Misty Sect who had just returned from outside and was standing by the door.
He learned that Yan Huanyue had arrived and was already participating in the patrol of the formation, so he inquired about her residence and searched for her all the way here. He happened to run into her roommate and asked him to help check if she was there.
Upon hearing this, he slightly raised his chin, bowed, and said, "I apologize for disturbing you. Farewell."
The woman performed a hand gesture, bowed, and went straight back to her room.
The attendant behind him advised, "Young master, since she is meditating, let's go and come back tomorrow."
Yu Yi sneered, "Go back by yourself. If she wants to avoid me, then she shouldn't act like a human being."
He then summoned a long sword, opened an umbrella, and sat alone on the sword.
The servant was somewhat puzzled. "But, young master, why do you insist on arguing with her?"
Yu Yi gritted his teeth. If he hadn't woken up after getting into that carriage to find himself holding a corpse oozing pus on the street at night, he wouldn't have bothered to come see Yan Huanyue at all.
He asked Zhao Chai'er, who, unaware of his experiences, simply replied truthfully, "Madam Huanyue said someone was waiting for her in the carriage... So it was you, Sixteenth Young Master? Why are you dressed like that? Are you afraid of being recognized?"
As she spoke, Zhao Chai'er looked at him with a strange expression. "What exactly is the Sixteenth Young Master trying to do by wrapping himself up like that? In our area, only those who offer themselves to others do that... I've never seen it before. I just heard it from others, so it's not my fault if I'm wrong."
Yu Yi angrily said, "Stop making malicious assumptions. I did not offer myself to her."
Zhao Chai'er's expression suddenly turned panicked. "Could it be about me?"
Yu Yi's grim expression filled Zhao Chai'er with fear, as she felt he was about to kill someone at any moment.
Zhao Chai'er said with a forced smile, "That's good. But judging from your expression, it seems like things didn't go well. Did you suffer a loss?"
Recalling the scene from that day, Yu Yi couldn't help but let out a cold laugh amidst the northern wind and snow.
He only wanted to hide in the carriage and scare them again; it was just something he was bored and wanted to play around with. But Yan Huanyue drugged him and dumped him on the street, and even put a pile of other people's bones in his arms.
Is it fun?
Is that really polite?
If he had woken up a little later and been seen by someone else, being talked about for ten years would probably be considered an understatement.
not to mention......
The most capable retainers of the five branches are all in the city. If they find out, it will probably be even more difficult for him to become a candidate for head of the family that his retainers consider.
Power is the power you can share with more people, and others are willing to assist you and gain more power from you. Only then do you have power.
Having a title doesn't equate to having power.
His incompetence—lying unconscious in the street, clutching an unidentified corpse and covered in filth—is viewed in stark contrast to his philandering ways of guarding women's doors at night. Moreover, the woman in question is Pei Hanzhou's daughter-in-law.
He wasn't married, and he wasn't responsible to his Daoist partner.
If Yan Huanyue really avoids him, then they shouldn't even be human.
However, he didn't have to wait long before the closed door was gently opened, and Yan Huanyue walked out expressionlessly, turned around and closed the door, taking a few steps to stand in front of him.
What do you want?
Yu Yi dismissed the servants, jumped off the sword, held the umbrella over her head, and gritted her teeth as she forced out a question: "You're asking me? Don't you know what you did to me that night?"
Yan Huanyue scoffed lightly, but before she could speak, she saw Xue Jingnian standing not far away with a lantern in his hand.
Seeing her looking over, Xue Jingnian strode over and said, "Fellow Daoist Yu, two elders from the Tianyan Sect and the Piaomiao Sect invite you and Miss Yu and the others to come over for a meal."
Yu Yi looked down on Yan Huanyue and asked, "Did Miss Xue and her family retainers also go?"
Xue Jingnian said, "I have already informed my second sister and the others, and they came to invite you. It just so happens that I met you here."
Yu Yi lowered her eyes to look at Yan Huanyue and said in a deep voice, "Remember, this time you owe me."
After he turned and walked a few steps, Yan Huanyue, inhaling the dry, cold wind, said, "Yu Yi, I don't owe you anything. That day..."
Yu Yi was afraid that she would reveal what happened that night in front of Xue Jingnian, so she immediately rebuked her sharply: "Don't say it! I don't want to hear it! This is between us. If you really tell others, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying that, he pulled Xue Jingnian and flew away into the sky.
Looking at the several exquisite carriages and horses of the Yu family not far away, Yan Huanyue gradually understood why Yu Yi harbored such resentment about this matter.
It turns out, they simply couldn't bear the loss of face.
What does that have to do with her? If she doesn't explain herself clearly, is she supposed to be falsely accused and blamed like this?
Yan Huanyue flew over and grabbed Yu Yi, dragging her directly to the snow. She said to Xue Jingnian, "Xue Jingnian, I want to say a few words to him. You go and invite Miss Yu first."
Xue Jingnian's face was hidden in the darkness. He remained silent for a while, then turned and left.
Yan Huanyue tossed Yu Yi aside and said indifferently, "There's no one else here, so you don't need to feel ashamed. That night, Liao Yunu sent her paper clone to scare me with a skeleton so she could lure me out and steal my fishing rod. But you happened to be in the carriage too, and the shroud that wrapped you was hers."
As he spoke, he took out a small photograph from his treasure pouch and handed it to Yu Yi, his tone slightly cold, "Yu Yi, this is the second time I've saved you. If you don't know how to be grateful, fine, but you'd better not try to scheme against me."
Looking at Liao Yunu's portrait, Yu Yi believed it in her heart. After all, there was no reason for Yan Huanyue to hide in the room and secretly draw Liao Yunu's portrait.
He gripped the small photograph tightly and asked, "Then why did you leave me on the street?"
Yan Huanyue remained expressionless. "I was injured. She took you to the countryside, and I risked my life to throw you back into the city. I didn't have time to think about anything else. By the time I woke up, you had already been gone for a day."
Yu Yi pursed her lips, feeling angry but not knowing how to vent her anger. She simply clutched the small portrait in her hand, her face ashen. "That traitor Xuan Jiang, I will settle accounts with her."
Yan Huanyue glanced at him sideways. "Do as you please, just stop framing me for no reason. If everyone were like the Sixteenth Young Master, unable to distinguish right from wrong and ungrateful, biting anyone who helps you, would anyone be allowed to do good deeds in the future?"
She glared at him fiercely before turning back to her room to meditate.
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Outside Yu Nian's room, Xue Jingnian led the way and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yu, did you encounter Senior Sister Yan from my sect on your way here?"
Yu Nian said, "Yes."
Xue Jingnian then asked, "Does she have any conflict with the Sixteenth Prince?"
Yu Nian assumed that Yan Huanyue disliked Yu Yi for using Liao Yunu's fishing rod that night and complained to Xue Jingnian about it, so she explained:
“My younger brother greatly respects Fellow Daoist Yan of your sect. He only speaks well of Fellow Daoist Yan. The little disagreement is just a quarrel between two young people.”
Xue Jingnian nodded. "Oh."
But I don't know what they're thinking.
Yu Nian looked up at his expression and asked, "Fellow Daoist Xue, do you intend to stay here?"
Xue Jingnian said, "The list of sects hasn't been released yet, but the stay is only for five years, so it's nothing. There are plenty of people who want to come."
Yu Nian smiled and said, "The Xue family is harmonious and peaceful, something that others can only envy."
Xue Jingnian frowned slightly. "What do you mean by suddenly bringing this up, fellow Daoist?"
Yu Nian stood with his hands behind his back, treading on the snow. He was no taller than Xue Jingnian, but his aura was more imposing.
She said softly, "It's nothing. I just envy Brother Yuan Nian for having a younger brother like you."
"The Sixteenth Prince also holds you in high esteem."
Yu Nian smiled and said, "He was indeed very affectionate towards me when we were little."
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When Yan Huanyue left home at Chenshi (7-9 AM) and headed west towards Tongming Sea, she unusually overheard someone in the group discussing topics other than patrolling the formation.
"At the welcoming banquet held by the Xue and Yu families yesterday, I heard that there was some turmoil in the demon race. The demon lord Hengyu's wife, who was said to have died, has been resurrected."
"The Lord of the Myriad Demons Order, Weaving Silk?"
"Indeed, as soon as Zhixu appeared, a group of supporters rushed into Hengyu Palace to protect her, and they have not come out yet."
Someone asked, "With things in chaos right now, won't the Sky Patrol Bureau and the various sects do anything about it?"
Someone whispered, "How can we not care? Not caring is caring. It's obvious that Sect Leader Pei and Sect Leader Wen are very dissatisfied with Hengyu's performance in recent years. Otherwise, why would the Weaving Order Master think that the human race would remain silent while she stirs up trouble?"
Pei Hanzhou was the head of the sect, and Wen Jian was the head of the Sky Patrol Division and Emperor Mingde. Their views indeed had a significant influence.
However, they rarely take the initiative to drive change themselves easily, but Yokotama has indeed gone a bit too far in recent years.
"I heard that Hengyu also has connections with the Demon Clan. The Demon Clan has given Hengyu's faction a lot of benefits, both openly and secretly, so he has become more and more of a bystander. Originally, the Demon Clan was supposed to send their people to patrol the area, but in recent years there hasn't been a single demon in the North. Do you think he's just been sitting in front of the two sect leaders, Pei and Wen, all by himself?"
"This is truly gratifying."
"Hey, speaking of Sect Leader Pei, didn't you find that female demon from back then a while ago? I heard she's already passed away."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at Yan Huanyue.
The members of the Tianyan Sect team fell silent instantly, and the atmosphere of discussion vanished from the two lines of people.
Yan Huanyue followed at the back of the group with her eyes lowered, never raising her eyelids.
Seeing their reluctance to discuss it further, the people of the Misty Sect did not pursue the matter any further.
Yan Huanyue collected a wisp of ice and fire from the sea, and the sea spirit on the other side of the formation lit the sea lantern again.
It only lit up for a fleeting moment before she shattered it again.
Suddenly, a giant blue snake crawled out from behind the sea monster's neck, flicking its tongue and looking at her threateningly.
Yan Huanyue was suddenly stunned.
The Misty Sect disciple beside him asked, "Fellow Daoist Yan, what's wrong?"
Yan Huanyue looked at the ferocious giant snake that crawled out from behind the sea monster, then put away the glass mirror, opened her arms and made a cat whisker gesture towards the sea monster.
The sea spirit sneered, and the giant snake behind her instantly transformed into a black cat with blood-red eyes, swimming in the sea.
"Fellow Daoist Yan?"
Yan Huanyue expressionlessly took out the glass mirror to continue examining the magic seal, and replied telepathically, "It's nothing. I find his changes rather interesting."
The disciple transmitted a message and laughed, "These male demons are born with the habit of turning their souls into snakes. When they have nothing to do, they drag their snake tails around the sea pretending to be snakes, making it seem as if their ancestors had been related to the snake clan for a long time. No wonder the snake clan can't stand them."
“Those soul mists can also transform into other things; I’ve seen quite a few in the five years I’ve been here.”
"By the way, Young Master Pei also has succubus blood. Does Fellow Daoist Yan find him familiar?"
Yan Huanyue nodded. "Yes, somewhat."
However, she had previously thought he was too weak to have that ability.
Was it just a natural inclination?
Oh......
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