Chapter 58 Ye Chi: I'm completely numb
Ye Chi was also stunned.
Perhaps it was his imagination, but he felt that the moment he uttered those words, something seemed to flicker slightly in Ya Feiyu's eyes, and his long, snow-white eyelashes trembled gently, like silver butterflies fluttering their wings. In that instant, the world seemed to lose its color, and even the bright moon in the sky paled in comparison to the eyes of the person before him.
Ye Chi's Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously swallowed. Ya Feiyu seemed to have been stunned for a long time. Ye Chi raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes twice: "Master?"
Ya Feiyu only came to his senses at this moment, his eyes still seeming somewhat bewildered from the shock, which he quickly concealed, so fleeting that Ye Chi almost wondered if he was hallucinating. He bit his tongue, suddenly realizing that the atmosphere between them seemed a little strange. To prevent himself from feeling awkward, and more importantly, to prevent Ya Feiyu from feeling awkward as well, he obediently said, "Master, your disciple seems a little sleepy."
This was a step forward, and Ya Feiyu could see it perfectly well. Ye Chi wasn't sleepy at all; his dark eyes were still clear. But he still nodded, feigning aloofness, and said, "Okay, go to sleep."
Ye Chi said goodbye, and his retreating figure, leaping down from the tree, looked somewhat disheveled for some reason.
A chilly night breeze lingered around him, and now that Ye Chi was gone, the coldness he hadn't initially paid much attention to seemed to be slowly eroding him. Ya Feiyu's gaze sharpened slightly; he couldn't help but part the layers of leaves and glance at Ye Chi from afar. The young man didn't return to the pavilion, but instead deliberately found a shady spot where the moon couldn't see him, sat cross-legged on a large rock, and began meditating, looking quite serious about it.
Feeling somewhat impolite to be secretly spying on others, Ya Feiyu felt a little guilty, yet he couldn't control his gaze. Like a sunflower always turning towards the light, his eyes would always linger on the boy, unable to look away.
Ya Feiyu knew perfectly well that something was very wrong with his current situation.
His mind was completely controlled by Ye Chi. Every little movement of the boy affected him, as if he were just a lifelike puppet in Ye Chi's hands. When Ye Chi moved, the threads wrapped around him would also be pulled.
This feeling was something Ya Feiyu had never experienced before, whether in his previous life as a villain or as the leader of the Tianyu Clan. This feeling of being completely devoted to one person was something Ya Feiyu had never experienced before.
But he wasn't stupid; he knew what this feeling meant. The thought of it suddenly chilled Ya Feiyu's pounding heart as if doused with cold water, extinguishing the small flame that had been flickering within him. He couldn't imagine what kind of feelings he had developed for his disciple; it was strange, forbidden, and would be rejected.
He closed his eyes in agony, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead. In a corner where no one could see him, he trembled as if scorched by the cold moonlight. He was enduring the greatest pain in the mortal world, and he didn't even have the right to expose his vulnerability to others.
This kind of feeling... shouldn't exist.
Ya Feiyu forced himself to turn his head away, deliberately trying to muddle his thoughts, hoping this would stop him from thinking about his sun. But the first thing that appeared in the darkness was always the boy's figure—every glance, every smile, every call filled with trust. Ya Feiyu opened his eyes again, his pupils shrinking, filled with fear and disbelief. When...did this all begin?
Every image that surfaced in his mind was related to Ye Chi. These mundane memories of the past few days were merely the most insignificant corner of his turbulent life, something that should have been forgotten, as if it had never existed. Yet those fragments of memory were so vivid; he had watched himself interact with Ye Chi with his own eyes, the memories as clear as a dream, he could even recall the temperature of the sun at that time.
And those nightmares that once kept him tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, have gradually become blurred.
The former Ya Feiyu felt he was a phoenix reborn from the ashes, yet his hands were still stained with the blood and sins of his past life. He never thought of atonement, nor of forgetting, for his sins were unforgivable. He originally thought he would live another life carrying the weight of these lives, until he was killed by Cen Dao once more. After all, those sins had seeped into his very bones; how could such a sinner cleanse his hands?
He, who should have been isolated and helpless, was suddenly taken by the hand.
Unbeknownst to him, the grief was forgotten and the pain was buried. When Ya Feiyu looked back on the past, besides blood and bones, there was now another person, Ye Chi, who accompanied him all the way.
It was that seemingly clueless boy who washed away the blood from his body. Ya Feiyu lowered his eyelashes and looked at his hands. In the past, when he would wake up in the middle of the night, he would always feel that his hands were full of blood. The sticky and hot touch was something he could never forget. But now, all that was left on his hands were dried bloodstains.
The existence of the Blood Jade Demon Pearl should have caused him to experience frequent inner demons, but during this period, unless he came into contact with demonic energy, the Blood Jade Demon Pearl remained undisturbed.
The nightmares of the past no longer appeared, gradually being replaced. A faint smile involuntarily appeared on Ya Feiyu's lips. Sunshine can dispel all gloom. He didn't believe it before, thinking that the sun could not shine into the abyss. Now, seeing it, he has truly learned something new.
Unfortunately, the sun doesn't belong to him alone.
Ya Feiyu paused slightly, his smile vanished, and his eyes darkened.
...
Several years have passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Ye Chi has been staying on the back mountain.
Under Ya Feiyu's guidance, he gradually mastered the ways of cultivation and has now reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, showing a faint trend towards breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. His casual remark back then about "lacking talent" now seems incredibly ironic; Ye Chi himself didn't realize cultivation could be so easy. It wasn't that he wanted to be like Versailles; the original owner of this body cultivated exceptionally fast. For others, it took at least twenty years to break through from a novice to the peak of the Golden Core stage, maybe fifteen years for those with some talent, and normally thirty years or more. But him? He only took less than ten years.
Even Ya Feiyu praised him, saying, "His future is promising."
So Ye Chi was quite arrogant during that period.
Of course, in the end, it was defeated by Ya Feiyu.
Ye Chi's body had grown taller and more developed. As a boy, he looked like a cute puppy, but now his features had gained a wilder edge, like a wolf ready to pounce. The rigorous training he'd undergone recently had also given him a lot of muscle; in modern times, he'd be constantly asked for her WeChat. It was a pity he lived in the backward cultivation world where everyone was ambitious and career-driven; otherwise, he would have been single long ago. Thinking of this, Ye Chi couldn't help but sigh.
However, he was quite satisfied with his current face, after all, this was how he looked in modern life. Ye Chi finally took his gaze away from his reflection in the river, rubbing his chin. Breaking through to the Golden Core stage meant he had met the threshold for the Spirit Mountain Sword Tournament. Ya Feiyu was no longer pushing him so hard, and he had been much more relaxed during this time. He didn't have to exhaust himself anymore, and Ye Chi became much more cheerful, and his vigilance also decreased.
He didn't notice the figure that had appeared behind him. He was humming a little tune as he turned his head and almost bumped into the person behind him. He instinctively cursed, but when he rubbed his sore nose and looked down, his anger subsided considerably.
He put on a fawning smile, leaned over and patted the person's shoulder, cautiously calling out, "Master..."
Ya Feiyu's face darkened: "...If you're going to call out, then call out properly, don't repeat words."
"But Master sounds cute, doesn't he?" Ye Chi blinked. He's grown tall and strong now, even Ya Feiyu has to look up at him. But he hasn't lost any of his ability to act cute. Ye Chi looks particularly arrogant now that he's grown up. Using such a face to act cute and charming to me... Oh no, his charm seems a bit too strong.
Ya Feiyu cleared his throat, put on a serious expression, but unconsciously softened his tone: "Stop fooling around, come here."
Seeing that he wasn't angry, Ye Chi was happy to stick close to him. The two of them emerged from the woods, while the other three stood not far away. As soon as they saw them coming, they all came over, all looking ready to go.
"You've also broken through to the Golden Core stage?" Ya Feiyu looked at Xu Miaomiao, who nodded slightly. After this period of growth, the fragility in her eyes had diminished, replaced by a resilient and heroic spirit. She stood there like a pine tree, and when the wind blew, her long black hair fluttered, giving her the air of a female knight-errant who punishes evil in a TV series.
She smiled, still appearing gentle: "Elder Tianxue summoned us today, is it to prepare for departure?"
"Hmm." Ya Feiyu nodded. They had all prepared for this Lingshan Sword Tournament for far too long. Shen Rong bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your guidance during this time, Elder Tianxue. This disciple must return to Rumeng Peak to report first. Farewell."
"Go."
Having received permission, Shen Rong moved with the lightness of a breeze, disappearing from their sight in no time.
"What about you? Aren't you going back to report to the elders?" Ye Chi asked, looking at Xu Miaomiao.
Xu Miaomiao's lips curled up slightly, her soft voice filled with laughter: "I've already discussed it with the sect leader and decided to transfer to Tianxue Peak."
Ye Chi's eyes widened instantly: "Huh???"
Ya Feiyu turned her head and stared at Ye Chi for a long time before saying indifferently, "Fool."
Ye Chi was displeased. His brows furrowed slightly, and his dark eyes glistened with tears. He looked pitiful and extremely aggrieved, muttering, "When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me, Master?"
"What's wrong? It's not like it's the first time you've taken on a disciple. Why are you so surprised?" Ya Feiyu smiled, her gaze softening considerably. Shi Bai stepped forward, adding with a tone of someone who loved watching the drama unfold, "Yes, after all, everyone wants to become a disciple of our master. Our master is such a good person, isn't he?"
"Shut up!"
Xu Miaomiao smiled and said, "You two senior brothers have such a good relationship."
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