Chapter 244 The Longing Accumulated Day and Night
Mu Jianjian was taken aback by Nian Qing's words.
What? What do you mean by following his rules?
"It won't take up too much of your time," Mu Jianjian explained, afraid that the other party might find her troublesome. "If it really doesn't work, just leave me somewhere deserted after we're out of the battle, and I'll go back by myself."
Nian Qing lowered her eyes and slowly tightened her arms.
The girl's voice trembled, and as she spoke softly, it carried a hint of comfort for him.
But he didn't need any of that; all he wanted was her.
"Mu Binyi, it's time to go." Nian Qing turned her eyes away and looked at Bai Ji opposite her. "If you don't want your hands to become useless, you'd better find a doctor as soon as possible, otherwise in a few days, the Immortal Palace will probably have another armless prince."
"You!" Bai Ji was so enraged by the extremely humiliating words that he finally fainted, causing panic among the surrounding cultivators.
"Go after them! Go now!" Yan Feng'an shouted to the cultivator beside him, supporting the unconscious Bai Ji.
If that person from the Demon Palace could come and go as he pleased during their Immortal Palace competition, where would they, the cultivators of these families, put their faces? Where would the Immortal Palace put its face?
"Stop chasing."
Just as the other cultivators were about to step forward, a male voice reached everyone's ears. The gentle and peaceful aura was like being bathed in sunlight, purifying their souls.
Yan Feng'an was about to look up and reprimand him when he saw a blue-eyed boy with light green hair floating on a brown wooden staff. He frowned. "Lord Tree Spirit?"
The tree spirit nodded slightly. He slowly turned his head and glanced around at the thorn bushes that were stained with blood and limbs, finally fixing his gaze on the vines that were enveloped in Buddha Lotus Fire and spreading out black flowers.
His gaze revealed a faint pity. He gently raised his hand, and a strand of golden-green silk rose from his hand and slowly flew into the thicket of thorns. In a moment, it expanded to hundreds of silk threads, wrapping around the endless Buddha lotus fire, with a faint intention of driving it away.
“Lord Tree Spirit, now that you have come from the Wood Spirit Holy Land, please remove the Buddha Lotus Flame from Bai Dian’s hands.” Yan Feng’an immediately spoke up upon seeing this.
His words carried an urgent command, drawing hostile glances from the surrounding Wood Spirit cultivators, but the Tree Spirit's expression remained unchanged, seemingly very easy to talk to.
He said softly, "The Buddha Lotus Fire is the sacred fire of the Immortal Palace. It is derived from the Dao and is capable of destroying the Dao. Although I can destroy the Buddha Lotus Fire in the thorns, I am only relying on the natural power within it. As for the fire within a cultivator's body... I would never dare to touch or try it."
As Yan Feng'an listened to Shu Ling's words, his expression grew increasingly grim. He knew there was nothing he could do but call for a doctor. Then, he lowered his gaze and clenched his fists.
If the Emperor learns of this after his seclusion ends, the entire Upper Realm will likely be thrown into turmoil once again.
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"Your Highness is getting more and more amazing." After escaping the battle, Mu Jianjian looked back at the people of the Immortal Palace who were in chaos because of Bai Ji's coma, and said with heartfelt admiration.
She blinked her sparkling eyes at the white-robed man holding her, "Your Highness, you can put me down now. I'll sneak in and find the teleportation array myself."
At this moment, Mu Jianjian was unaware of what would happen next, and simply blurted out her praise and thoughts.
"Why does Miss Mu want to go to the transfer array?" Nian Qing's voice was calm, but it carried an unusual chill. "Because we are leaving, there will definitely be someone guarding the transfer array. If we go there rashly, we will only fall into their trap."
Mu Jianjian paused for a moment, bit her lip, and tried to get out of the other person's arms, but found that her body was still unable to move, just like before!
Depend on!
This is outrageous!
"Your Highness...you..." Mu Jianjian wanted to cry but had no tears, yet she didn't know where to blame the other party, after all, she was able to survive the Immortal Palace Competition thanks to the other party.
"What about me?" Nian Qing heard the girl's slightly aggrieved trembling voice, and his originally agitated heart was slowly soothed. His question was even tinged with pleasure.
"If you don't put me down now, you won't get the Broken Brocade Scroll!" Mu Jianjian searched her mind and finally managed to find a reason that would make the other party compromise.
After all, the Broken Brocade Scroll was in her system space, not in her spatial bag. If she didn't want to take it out, the other party would never be able to get it.
Mu Jianjian originally thought that Nian Qing would be angry or annoyed, but unexpectedly, the man in white laughed and said in a deep, magnetic voice, "Miss Mu's words don't sound like a threat, but rather like she's being coquettish."
Seeing the girl about to retort after being put down, he continued, "If Miss Mu wants the broken brocade slip, I will not take what she desires; Miss Mu can keep it."
Mu Jianjian: ...
The young prince has changed. He is no longer the taciturn and aloof boy he used to be, but this change is too strange!
Mu Binyi followed behind the two, increasingly feeling that his presence was somewhat superfluous.
I never felt uncomfortable following the Lord of the Palace before...
And the way Lord Que looks now, he's obviously jealous. He just remembered how Miss Mu and Prince Bai Ji were exchanging glances, and now Miss Mu keeps trying to leave. What man could stand being treated like this by the girl he loves?
"Miss Mu," Mu Binyi couldn't help but whisper to Mu Jianjian, "If you come with us to the Demon Palace, no one will bully or make things difficult for you. The young prince will treat you very well, so you can rest assured."
Since he had previously said that Miss Mu was a spy and it was all a misunderstanding, he would naturally do his best to act as a mediator and help the two reconcile.
When Mu Jianjian heard the voice in her head, she almost fainted from anger.
Demon Palace!
Are these the main points?
The important thing is that she wants to go back!
Nian Qing felt the girl in her arms sink down, and glanced behind her. Mu Binyi immediately fell silent. "There won't be a next time."
Mu Binyi nodded with a wry smile, "Lord Que, our backup is ahead."
You are not allowed to utter a single word through telepathic communication!
Hearing this, Mu Jianjian felt even more disheartened.
There were also people waiting in their place...
She can't even beat Nian Qing alone, so if she adds the others, wouldn't she be finished?
The moonlight was deep and dark, and a gentle breeze carried the chirping of birds near and far. In the dense forest outside the celestial palace not far away, two men in black robes stood carrying lotus-shaped paper lanterns. Behind them, in the vast grassland, stood a giant Kunpeng that was a hundred meters long!
Mu Jianjian stared in disbelief, almost blurting out Zhuangzi's "Free and Easy Wandering".
As expected, the people in the upper realm are all wealthy and powerful, and even the demonic beasts they ride are not ordinary. On the other hand, in the lower realm, even the most powerful beings among the seven major forces probably do not have such magnificent spirit beast mounts.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the two immediately knelt on one knee to greet him, saying in unison, "Lord Que."
Upon seeing the Lord of the Palace and the priest board the Kunpeng's back together, they noticed that a pink and white woman's robe was hanging from the side of the Lord of the Palace's white robe.
Although Mu Jianjian saw that the two of them had their heads down and were not looking at her, she still felt a little awkward. She secretly transmitted her voice to Nian Qing, "Your Highness, I won't run away anymore, okay? Can you put me down first? Anyway, once the Kunpeng takes flight, I won't be able to go anywhere."
Nian Qing pretended not to hear the girl's plea, stepped onto the back of the Kunpeng and sat cross-legged, holding the person in his arms even tighter, and asked the two people behind him.
"Mo Yi, Mo Er, while I was away from the Demon Palace, did those people make any unusual moves?"
Mo looked up, about to report, when he saw that there was indeed a woman in the Lord's arms!
He subconsciously wanted to investigate the woman's strength and cultivation level, but his attack was blocked by the blue-robed man beside him the moment he made it.
Mu Binyi frowned, his eyes filled with warning.
Don't you want to live anymore?!
Mo Yi then withdrew his shock and curiosity and began to report on the recent events in the Demon Palace.
Mu Jianjian lay in Nian Qing's arms. The wind that Kunpeng had blown during its rapid flight had long been blocked by his true energy, and her weary heart felt a long-lost sense of peace.
I haven't felt this at ease in a long time. Ever since I was tricked by Jin Hongze in the Yingzhou Demon Palace, lost my true energy and fell into the Red Chamber, I have often felt dazed. Then I was disfigured and thrown into the sand cave. It seems like I have never slept soundly.
During the day, they laugh and joke with others, seemingly not taking anything to heart, and say they will rely on themselves. But when they are extremely tired, they really think about when they can rely on others to rest.
Even just taking a short rest is fine.
A tear rolled down Mu Jianjian's cheek. She slowly lowered her eyes, letting her black hair fall naturally to cover it.
She processed her own emotions; she didn't want others to see her embarrassing state.
A faint sigh drifted through the air, barely audible, and Mu Jianjian discovered that her body could move again.
“Miss Mu, if you want to do something, just tell me. But,” Nian Qing said softly, “don’t cry.”
Don't cry.
Originally, Mu Jianjian just wanted to vent her negative emotions a little, but after being comforted, she cried even harder.
Tears fell like crystal beads, instantly soaking Nian Qing's white brocade robe.
The brocade robe, which had not been stained with blood during the previous battle, was now soiled.
"Then... Your Highness... can I go back to the teleportation array?" Mu Jianjian still wouldn't give up and asked.
"Why does Miss Mu want to go back?"
Wouldn't it be better to stay by his side?
"Then why did you bring me here?" Mu Jianjian finally asked the question that had been lingering in her heart.
She originally thought that the young prince noticed her because he wanted to know her background, or that he was just a casual pastime to pass the time on his boring journey. Little did she know that he was now going to take her to the Demon Palace!
She has always been very adaptable. Since she has been brought to the Demon Palace, perhaps she can secretly learn some of the secret techniques of cultivators from ten thousand years ago?
Mo Yi and Mo Er heard everything clearly from behind and understood a little about the reasons why their master had brought back a woman.
This woman wasn't acting voluntarily?
"You know that, don't you?" Nian Qing's gaze seemed to penetrate Mu Jianjian's eyes and reach her heart.
"I..." she stammered, "but...but we've only known each other for less than ten days..."
Ten days!
Mo Yi and Mo Er gasped. Had their master taken a liking to them after less than ten days of getting to know each other?
Nian Qing glanced coldly at the three gossiping people beside her. Seeing that they immediately lowered their heads and blocked their hearing, she slowly lowered her head and approached the girl, saying each word clearly.
"I know you are neither Yaoling nor Mu Yuanyuan," a gentle voice whispered close to her ear, even her slightest breath could be heard clearly, "Then can you tell me, young lady, who are you?"
Mu Jianjian parted her lips slightly, but for a moment she didn't know what to say. She just stared blankly at the big man in front of her, "How did you figure that out?"
She automatically ignored the fact that the other person had asked her name, and the question lingered in her mind.
Did she give herself away from the very beginning?
How could that be?
She and Yaoling have different appearances, different figures, and one can cultivate while the other cannot. How could she tell that?
No wonder he started accompanying and protecting her after the initial test...
“Intuition.” Nian Qing’s smile, illuminated by the bright moonlight, made her appear utterly otherworldly.
Is it intuition?
He was once raised in a dark palace beneath the sacred lake, where he believed that emotions and thoughts were the most ephemeral things, and that only strength could determine his future fate, until he met her who fell from the sky.
After she suddenly left, he began to collect everything she left behind, and even forced himself to memorize everything that had happened between the two of them.
He feared that the other party might not return during the long and arduous process of cultivating immortality, and that he himself would gradually forget them as time went by.
This is something he will not allow.
Even now, her expressions and tone of voice are etched into his very being, becoming a part of his life.
But when the other person asked, he found himself only able to say, with a mixture of indulgence and helplessness, that it was intuition—
But it wasn't intuition; it was longing that had accumulated day and night.
Mu Jianjian stared blankly at the white-clad man before her, tears still streaming down her face, unsure of what to do.
Even though the other person only said a few words, she felt a surge of emotion.
"My name is... Mu Jianjian." Mu Jianjian suddenly stood up from Nian Qing's arms, but in an instant she felt the gust of wind whistling past her and almost lost her balance. Fortunately, she was pulled back in the end.
"Jianjian, be careful." Nian Qing grabbed her hand, but found that she quickly pulled it back after regaining her balance. His eyes darkened.
"Your Highness, what is your name?" Mu Jianjian felt the fingertips being touched were burning hot, so she could only awkwardly change the subject.
When we last met, His Highness hadn't been named yet, but several years have passed, so he must have one by now.
She naturally didn't think that Nianqing was his real name. Since he was Bai Ji's brother, shouldn't he have the surname "Bai"?
Perhaps if I know the young prince's name, and if I haven't lost my memory after returning to ten thousand years ago, I can inquire about his current situation and even go to the upper realm to see him.
“My name is Chi…” Nian Qing looked at the girl’s soft voice after she looked away, and was about to answer when he stopped and suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Before Mu Jianjian could react, she saw a severed hand floating in the air where she had just been standing.
The fingers on his hand were still twisting and contorting in a terrifying manner.
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