Chapter 80 My Master and I are of one mind...?
This hunting ground has probably long since become the domain of demonic cultivators.
The demonic cultivators who infiltrated the hunting grounds didn't sneak in during the opening of the hunting grounds; rather, they were qualified to enter from the start. To put it more simply, many of the cultivators who entered the hunting grounds had already been turned by the demonic cultivators. After entering, most of them changed into demonic cultivator clothing to conceal their identities. They slaughtered their former fellow cultivators, using their blood and lives to open the ruins and search for the "treasure" they desired—the Ancient Sword of Mount Ling. Meanwhile, a few cultivators who hadn't yet been harmed and were still kept in the dark were wondering why there was no one else there.
Because most people have already betrayed us, while a small number are hiding.
After everyone in the venue fell unconscious, they should all have come to the venue to facilitate the search for the Lingshan Ancient Sword. Only a small number remained to guard the venue in case of any emergencies. However, Ya Feiyu was confident that Ye Chi had the talisman he had left for him, which could easily break through the encirclement of the demonic cultivators and spread the news of the Lingshan Sword Tournament, attracting the attention of the entire cultivation world.
They probably don't know yet that the Lingshan Ancient Sword has already ended up in Ye Chi's possession.
Because Ya Feiyu had previously caused a great disturbance in the ruins, the place was filled with his demonic aura. Most demonic cultivators would likely turn their attention to him, thus lowering their guard against others, allowing Ye Chi to escape easily.
As for him...
Hearing the strange rustling sounds beside him, Ya Feiyu gave a cold twitch of his lips, lowered his eyes, and suddenly let out a sneer.
"How long are we going to keep hiding?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than an attack imbued with intense demonic energy suddenly struck.
Ya Feiyu swiftly dodged to the side, his silver eyes flashing coldly. Countless dark figures darted out from the shadows, attacking from all directions almost simultaneously. Ya Feiyu lowered his gaze and focused his mind; everything around him seemed to slow down to an extreme in an instant, every subtle movement and intention becoming traceable. Ya Feiyu closed his eyes, and a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from his forehead. He summoned his sword with a backhand stroke; the usually spiritually flowing Danqing sword was now covered in a chilling demonic aura.
"Would you all like to take another step forward?" His voice was chillingly cold, carrying the killing intent of countless fallen souls. Even the ruthless demonic cultivators were intimidated by his appearance. They couldn't understand how a high-ranking, aloof immortal lord who always presented a pure image could be associated with the demon race, and why he carried such a strong aura of bloodlust.
One of them spoke provocatively: "The dignified Heavenly Snow Immortal Venerable actually possesses demonic energy? If this gets out, won't the cultivation world be thrown into chaos?"
"Let it be chaotic then," Ya Feiyu said, drawing his sword and slashing. "Anyway, this world has never been peaceful!"
Despite being outnumbered, Ya Feiyu still managed to slay countless demonic cultivators with his overwhelming strength. Seeing that the situation was turning against them, some of the surviving demonic cultivators seemed to panic, and their spell attacks became chaotic. Ya Feiyu chuckled and casually swung his sword, scattering those scattered attacks.
"Such lowly soldiers and crab generals dare to block my way." He seemed to have finally grown tired of playing around, and suddenly a surge of spiritual energy several times stronger than before erupted from his body. He curled the corners of his lips, faintly revealing some of the arrogance and unbridled nature of his past life: "Naive!"
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Following the map, Ye Chi ran very fast.
These were the instructions given to him by Ya Feiyu, so Ye Chi carried them out without any doubt. He ran wildly in the cold wind, letting the biting wind sting his skin. He seemed to have lost all awareness of his surroundings, and in fact, that was exactly what he was doing—his attention was not on his environment. He felt like a robot, mechanically carrying out the instructions given to him by Ya Feiyu, his mind already a jumbled mess.
Ya Feiyu kissed him. Ya Feiyu kissed him. Ya Feiyu kissed him...
Ye Chi admitted that he looked incredibly pathetic right now. If there were a mirror in front of him, he imagined he would be blushing furiously. But what could he do? Who wouldn't feel shy and overthink when faced with a sudden intimate gesture from their crush? Ye Chi, for one, was definitely not one of them.
He carefully recalled the sensation he had just felt.
Ya Feiyu's lips were very soft. If you really had to describe it, it felt like soft and sweet cotton candy to Ye Chi. But the kiss was also extremely short. Ye Chi felt as if he was floating on a light cloud, feeling light all over, like he was dreaming.
What was Ya Feiyu's expression at that time?
The moment he suddenly kissed her, Ye Chi noticed a slight blush creeping up Ya Feiyu's ears. Although it was barely noticeable, Ye Chi still saw it. Even though Ya Feiyu didn't show any expression when she pulled away, Ye Chi thought that Ya Feiyu must have felt something similar to him.
But why... did Ya Feiyu suddenly want to kiss him? And why under those circumstances?
Ya Feiyu's previous attitude towards him did not indicate that he might like Ye Chi. Rather, Ya Feiyu was always cold and distant to everyone. He was relatively warmer to Ye Chi, but he would never give people the feeling that "Ya Feiyu likes Ye Chi".
Ya Feiyu usually keeps his distance from others, so in everyone's eyes, he always seems to be the moon on the cliff, which can only be admired from afar and not touched.
Perhaps it was just a misunderstanding? But if so, why didn't Ya Feiyu explain? And why, after giving him that kiss, did she pretend to be guilty and tell him to leave quickly?
To say that Ya Feiyu doesn't understand the meaning of kissing is utter nonsense, laughable and absurd.
The only possibility is that Ya Feiyu did kiss him, and it was a subjective choice, not influenced by any objective factors.
Thinking of this, he paused, raised his hand to touch his lips, recalling the soft touch of Ya Feiyu just now, and a trace of sweetness appeared in his lowered eyes.
Could it be... that Ya Feiyu also has feelings for him?
As the biggest villain in the whole story, Ya Feiyu, who seems to have nothing to do with love and romance, one day unexpectedly blossoms and develops feelings for others, even taking the initiative to express his feelings.
The person whom Ya Feiyu liked was none other than his closest disciple, Ye Chi.
Just thinking about it made Ye Chi's heart surge. He wished he could turn back right now, grab Ya Feiyu, and tell him his feelings. He wanted Ya Feiyu to know that he liked him too, that they were in love, that they were going in the same direction, that they were lovers standing at opposite ends of the Magpie Bridge, and that they would eventually run to each other.
But he couldn't do that yet. He barely managed to stop himself from turning back. What he needed to do now was leave the hunting grounds and find a way to the outside world through the venue. He wasn't stupid; having spent so much time with Ya Feiyu, he understood his reserved master's meaning. The first thing he would do after leaving the venue was to make public the fact that demonic cultivators had infiltrated the Spirit Mountain Sword Tournament. Such a major event would certainly not be ignored by the powerful figures in the cultivation world. At that time, the demonic cultivators' various evil intentions would be exposed, and if they still wanted to cause trouble, it would be much more difficult.
Moreover, he also possesses a priceless treasure that can influence the overall direction of the story: the Ling Shan Ancient Sword.
Ya Feiyu stayed there to buy him time.
Ye Chi couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
The things he was about to do seemed to be becoming increasingly important. He seemed to be walking step by step into the great web that the world had laid out for him, but he was completely oblivious to it.
He snapped out of his reverie, noticing the map showed he was getting closer to the venue. The surroundings seemed to be stirring; he could hear the familiar chirping of insects and birds, and the chilling deathly aura of the depths of the hunting grounds was slowly fading. He estimated he was almost there. Although few people in this era had actually seen the Four Treasures, it was best to hide the Spirit Mountain Ancient Sword to avoid any misunderstandings. He put the sword into his brocade pouch. The closer he got to the venue, the louder the noise became; it seemed…noisy inside?
Ye Chi's heart tightened slightly. Didn't his master say that everyone in the venue had fallen into a coma? How could the illusion last so short?
He harbored doubts, and his steps became slightly sluggish. He raised his hand and made a talisman. This was an invisibility talisman given to him by Ya Feiyu. As the name suggests, it concealed his form and even his aura. Unless one's cultivation was higher than Ya Feiyu's, it would be impossible to see through this kind of invisibility illusion.
Ye Chi tried it out and, after confirming that no one could see him, slowly moved into the venue.
The scene inside was even more chaotic than he had imagined.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood stretched out, thick black demonic energy swirling within, the air thick with the stench of decay and rust. Black-robed demonic cultivators moved about, seemingly oblivious to their presence, even as they passed right before their eyes. They were as if possessed, their eyes bloodshot, pupils unfocused, mechanically attacking those around them. The hall was filled with an aura of death and agony.
Ye Chi was stunned, his pupils contracting slightly. He couldn't help but look up at the location of the sect. The kind-looking sect leader, Ji Pengde, lay dying in the main seat, a sharp sword sticking straight into his chest, his breathing weak. Shen Qinghe lay on the ground beside him, unconscious, but at least she didn't have any obvious external injuries.
In that instant, Ye Chi disregarded everything else and rushed forward, quietly using his spiritual power to prolong Ji Pengde's life. This kind sect leader had always been very good to Ya Feiyu, and if he died, Ya Feiyu would surely be heartbroken. Having barely managed to save him, Ye Chi then checked Shen Qinghe's breathing, thankfully finding nothing seriously wrong.
The fighting was still going on around them. The sect was located at a high altitude, so no one would notice the commotion for a while. It was also close to the exit. Ye Chi picked up the two of them and quickly slipped out.
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