Chapter Eighteen: My Master is a Heartless Man!
As the character with the highest level of combat power in the entire book, the already fast self-healing speed of cultivators only becomes faster when it comes to Ya Feiyu.
The person fainted at noon and woke up in less than half an incense stick's time.
But he didn't seem to be in a daze. Ye Chi waved his hand in front of him several times before he came back to his senses. His clear eyes were unusually unfocused, and the thoughts in his eyes were unfathomable. Ye Chi was of course unsure what he was thinking, but instinctively didn't want him to continue to be immersed in his own thoughts, so he called out a few times: "Master, Master?"
Ya Feiyu seemed to only then remember that she was awake. Her pupils slowly focused, and her gaze fell on him. Ye Chi smiled slightly: "Is Master alright?"
Inside the small, dilapidated temple, almost everyone's eyes were on him. Ya Feiyu was silent for a moment, then said, "He's mostly fine."
Ye Chi, however, did not buy this explanation: "Generally fine? In other words, is there anything that Master is uncomfortable about?"
Ya Feiyu: "..."
This kid is frighteningly perceptive, but Ya Feiyu is no pushover either. Upon hearing this, his expression remained unchanged. "I'm just a little dizzy, I'll be fine in a bit. I'll calm myself down first, you may leave."
The boys looked at each other, each with their own doubts. But since these were the words of Ya Feiyu himself, they believed he would make his own judgment. If he said everything was alright, then probably... he really was alright, right?
"Probably," the boys thought in unison.
The crow's words were incredibly effective at driving them away. The boys left the deserted temple in twos and threes, closing the door behind them and giving the crow its "quiet" space.
With no one else around, Ya Feiyu no longer needed to pretend, and his expression instantly turned gloomy.
His heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface. While he was in a coma, he had a long and desperate nightmare. In the dream, he returned to that unbearable past life. Everything in this life was just an unusually vivid and beautiful dream he had before he died. The air was not filled with the comforting scent of grass, but with the cold smell of rust.
Finally, he woke up.
To those who were awake, Ya Feiyu had only been unconscious for a few hours, but from the perspective of the dreamer, he had lived a whole new life.
He died a miserable death in his dream.
That man in black robes was definitely not simple; he clearly knew about my past, and it couldn't be ruled out that he might have the ability to read memories. But what made Ya Feiyu even more uneasy was another possibility—
The other person may be from a previous life.
Only those who witnessed his bloody and brutal rule over the cultivation world could utter those words.
Covering up the sordid past, shedding the blood-stained clothes, and putting on a clean outer robe, one thinks oneself to have shed one's skin and been reborn, transformed, and can ignore the sins committed in the previous life and the blood stained on one's hands...
Ya Feiyu lowered his eyelashes, and it seemed that he was hallucinating again. A faint red light shone in the blind spot of his vision. He looked at his hands, which were covered with blood, and held someone's heartbeat in his palm, which was still beating hotly.
He was instantly horrified and threw the "heart" away, only to find that his hand was completely empty.
...it's over.
His mind cleared instantly. He put his hands behind his head, leaned against the wall, and kowtowed twice, as if regretting his impulsiveness.
When a person wakes up from a dream, they are indeed not fully awake for a period of time, and he is the one among those who are not fully awake who is most unable to distinguish reality. The inner demon has already entered his body and is taking control of his nerves without him realizing it. This time he saw his hands stained with blood, but who knows what he will see next time.
Perhaps it was someone he killed in a past life, or perhaps... no, I can't think about it.
He shook his head and sighed silently.
Knowing he couldn't overcome his inner demons, Ya Feiyu had half-given up cultivation since his rebirth, in order to keep himself in a relatively weak state, so that at least when he went mad, there would still be someone in this world who could kill him with a sword.
He thought the demonic possession wouldn't happen for another fifty years, but it's already so early...
Indeed, one cannot overestimate one's own strength; his heart was far more fragile than he had imagined.
The trip to Linglong Pavilion cannot be delayed any longer; we must quickly find a way to help Ye Chi catch up in cultivation...
As his personally accepted disciple, Ye Chi was the most qualified to kill him.
Thinking this, he forced himself to calm down, quickly straightened his posture, and put on an indifferent look as if he didn't care about anything in the world. He slowly pushed open the temple door. At this moment, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, shining straight through the leaves and into his eyes.
"...!" His eyes were more sensitive than the average person's, and when illuminated like that, he could barely see anything.
He vaguely sensed that a shadow was falling over his head.
Then came the boy's voice, so close he could hear it: "...Master, are you alright? Is it because the sun is too strong?"
With the sunlight blocked, Ya Feiyu barely recovered and opened her eyes to see Shi Bai almost face to face with her.
At such close range, he seemed completely unaware that something was wrong.
"Hey!" While Ya Feiyu was still in a daze, Ye Chi rushed up, grabbed Shi Bai by the back of his collar and forcibly pulled him away, then held an umbrella over Ya Feiyu's head. "Are you so shameless? You're practically pressed against Shizun's face!"
Shi Bai blushed slightly, glanced at Ya Feiyu, and seeing that he didn't seem angry, she felt a little relieved. She said timidly, "After all, I don't carry an umbrella with me like my senior brother. Master was exposed to the sun just now, and I only reacted subconsciously... I'm sorry, Master, are you angry?"
Damn, this rhetoric is almost exactly the same as that of those so-called "green tea" girls today!
Thinking of this, Ye Chi couldn't help but look at Ya Feiyu. Everyone says men can't resist the allure of a "green tea" girl, but someone as sophisticated as Ya Feiyu shouldn't fall for such a cliché…
Ya Feiyu gave him a cool look: "Don't be mean to your junior brother."
……Bar.
Ye Chi's eyes widened, like a pitiful puppy that had been scolded for no reason, barking to defend his dignity: "Master, I didn't, he was really almost touching your face...!"
“We’re fellow disciples, why be so petty?” Ya Feiyu said calmly, his eyes closed. “Besides, I don’t care.”
You didn't care because I pulled away in time?!
Ye Chi roared silently in his heart.
Shi Bai glanced at him, his posture so cautious that anyone who didn't know better would think Ye Chi had bullied him in private, so humble and subservient: "Master, it's alright. Senior Brother was probably just being respectful. I really was too presumptuous..."
"Master, I just..."
Ya Feiyu's head was throbbing from their bickering. At that moment, she didn't care who was right or wrong. She just wanted them to shut up. The emotions she had managed to suppress seemed to surge up again: "Enough. If you keep arguing, I'll let you hold hands."
Shi Bai and Ye Chi immediately fell silent, standing on either side of Ya Feiyu and following quietly. The other teenagers remained silent for a moment before following suit.
...
They rushed all the way, and when they arrived at Linglong Pavilion, there were only a few days left before it opened. After booking an inn, Ya Feiyu gave them free time. Since it was a rare opportunity to travel far, everyone made the most of their time and explored the town at the foot of Linglong Pavilion Mountain thoroughly.
Ye Chi was the only one who didn't go anywhere.
There weren't enough rooms in the inn, so he and Cen Dao were arranged to stay together in the room at the very end of the corridor. However, Xu Miaomiao would come knocking on the door on time every night. Ye Chi didn't want to disturb the male and female protagonists' date, so he would leave as soon as Xu Miaomiao arrived.
He had no interest in shopping. On the one hand, most of the weapons in the Linglong Pavilion were chosen by the owner, and it was difficult for someone whose strength was not recognized to get a good weapon. Therefore, he had to take advantage of these last few days to improve his cultivation, even if it was just to slightly increase the chances of being chosen.
But with the training grounds occupied by the young couple, where else could he go?
Ye Chi wandered aimlessly, then suddenly stopped in front of a house.
The others squeezed in, two people per room, but since Ya Feiyu was an elder, no one dared to offend him, so he had a room to himself.
At this time... his master is probably still in his room, not asleep.
If he were to guide her cultivation, it might be faster than finding a place to meditate on her own. Thinking this, Ya Feiyu raised her hand and gently knocked on the door.
Once, twice.
"Master, may I come in? There are some things about cultivation that I don't quite understand, and I would like to ask you for some guidance." Ye Chi's voice was somewhat indistinct through the thin wooden door.
After a while, Ya Feiyu's voice was heard, as indifferent as ever: "Go in."
Upon receiving a response, Ye Chi was overjoyed. Ya Feiyu was indeed in the room, and he hurriedly pushed open the door.
As soon as he stepped inside, he was drawn in by a strange, sweet fragrance. The room was dark, so the scent lingered and was rather overpowering. Ye Chi frowned, pinched his nose, and suppressed the urge to cough. He looked around but didn't see Ya Feiyu. Strange, he clearly heard his voice…
"Master?" He looked around, searching for the person's figure.
At that moment, a sweet fragrance suddenly pressed against her back.
Although his skills were not yet up to par, Ye Chi's reaction speed was no less than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. The moment he sensed something amiss, he immediately bent down and crouched, avoiding a sudden attack.
Before them stood a woman dressed rather daringly, wearing only a thin gauze robe. Her nail polished fingers touched her fiery red lips, and her eyes slanted upwards like a fox's. She smiled seductively and said, "Young man, you're quick-witted... Are you here to see your master?"
Ye Chi's alarm bells rang instantly: "Who are you?! What are you doing in my master's room?!"
"Of course I am..." The woman's eyes flickered as she looked at Ye Chi with an ambiguous gaze, making him feel uncomfortable all over. Just as he was about to lash out, he heard that familiar voice slowly come from behind the screen: "Enough."
Master is here!
A bright look of joy flashed in Ye Chi's eyes. As long as his master was here, no matter how strong this demoness was, she would be fine!
But at that moment, the "demoness" spoke with a smile: "Your senior brother's disciple is really vicious. She was so hostile to me the moment we met."
Ya Feiyu had already put on her clothes, and steam was still rising from her hair, as if she had been in hot water for a while. Even her cold and clear eyes were misty, and a patch of skin under her eyes showed a slight reddish tinge. "With a personality like yours, anyone would be frightened when they first met you."
After saying that, he paused for a moment, looked at Ye Chi, and said, "This is your martial aunt."
The woman, who had suddenly transformed from a "demoness" into a "master nun," straightened her posture, nodded to Ye Chi, and smiled, "My name is Yi Fengchun."
Ye Chi was stunned for a moment.
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