After the passion had subsided, Ji Yuhuang slowly sat up. She was now draped in a thin outer robe, her snow-white skin tinged with a rosy flush, and the haze of desire still lingered in her beautiful eyes.
Though her body still ached a little, Ji Yuhuang felt nothing but joy inside. She never expected her little husband to take the initiative like that!
Ahem~ It wasn’t her who made the first move this time.
“Wan’er… Sister Wan’er, I-I’ll take responsibility!”
Chu Feng immediately dropped into a full kneel, forehead to the ground. Looking at the mess on the blanket, he realized he had really gone that far with Sister Wan’er.
He could feel the power of second-rank cultivation within him, and he had shared such an intimate night with the stunning Sister Wan’er.
By all accounts, these were two blessings….but Chu Feng’s heart was a swirl of conflicting emotions.
Damn… he was really starting to follow in Brother Cheng’s footsteps now.
How was he supposed to explain this to his master and Senior Sister Yuyan?
Was he supposed to say, “You are all my wings”?
If he said that, he might not live to see tomorrow.
“Take responsibility?”
Ji Yuhuang leaned in close to Chu Feng, a playful glint in her eyes. She reached out and lifted his chin, locking eyes with him.
“Oh? And just how is little brother planning to take responsibility for his big sister?”
“Your big sister happens to be the current Empress’s younger sister. She lacks neither money nor power.”
Hearing Sister Wan’er’s words, Chu Feng had to admit that he really wasn’t qualified. At least not yet.
“Even though I’m still weak right now… I’ll work hard to become stronger!”
Chu Feng’s young face was filled with determination.
He might not be the protagonist, but hey he had the transmigrator buff. That made him at least half a protagonist. There was no way he’d stay under someone else’s shadow for long!
Seeing her little husband so serious in both expression and tone, Ji Yuhuang’s heart trembled.
For a brief moment, it was as if she saw a flicker of the towering Ninth-Rank Grand Cultivator from her past life.
The next second, Ji Yuhuang leaned forward and gently pecked Chu Feng’s lips with her rosy ones.
“This is a bit of encouragement for little brother. Big sister is looking forward to that day. So don’t keep me waiting too long~”
***
Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect.
Lu Xiyue stared at the map before her, cross-referencing it with her memories from her previous life to pinpoint the location where the Sky-Mending Secret Realm would appear.
Last night, she too had seen the golden light ring and was utterly shocked.
The Sky-Mending Secret Realm… had opened early!
This secret realm was critical to Feng’er’s rise. It was of utmost importance.
In her past life, she hadn’t paid much attention to this secret realm. After all, she was an eighth-rank cultivator, and by default, cultivators at eighth rank or higher were forbidden from entering the Sky-Mending Secret Realm.
Part of the reason was the restrictive power of the realm’s internal laws. The other part was that battles between eighth-rank cultivators were simply too terrifying.
A long time ago, a group of eighth-rank cultivators had clashed violently over the secret treasures within the Sky-Mending Secret Realm. The resulting casualties had caused the near-total loss of the cultivation world’s most talented younger generation.
Moreover, as time passed, most of the treasures within the realm that were useful to high-level cultivators had already been taken. Ninth-rank cultivators had even turned the entire realm upside down searching for clues about ascending to immortality, but in the end, they came up empty-handed.
Thus, a rule was established: cultivators of eighth rank and above were forbidden from entering the Sky-Mending Secret Realm.
Now, even treasures useful to seventh-rank cultivators were becoming rare inside the realm. The Sky-Mending Secret Realm had gradually become more of a stage for the younger generation.
Just then, a celestial crane flew in with a storage pouch hanging from its neck.
Lu Xiyue saw it and raised an eyebrow. “Hmm? Someone sent me something?”
In Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect, celestial cranes were used to deliver packages.
With a graceful wave of her hand, a recording stone dropped into Lu Xiyue’s palm.
A recording stone?
She injected true qi, and a projection appeared before her eyes.
It showed the interior of a grand, towering palace. With a glance, Lu Xiyue recognized the location. It was the imperial palace of the Great Yan!
Next, a young figure appeared in the image.
Feng’er~
A trace of tenderness flickered in Lu Xiyue’s eyes. But in the next instant, they turned icy cold.
Because she saw Ji Yuhuang.
Then, the young man picked up a bamboo slip and slowly began to read aloud:
“With a vow to grow old together, I inscribe this upon the celestial scroll…”
Once the boy finished reading, a cold female voice responded:
“I accept.”
Immediately after, the recording ended.
Crack—
Fractures spread across the recording stone until, with a final pop, it shattered into dust.
“Ji Yuhuang…”
Lu Xiyue’s beautiful eyes narrowed, and her entire body began to radiate sword intent.
In the next moment, the Moonlight Sword Fairy shot off in the direction of the Great Yan’s imperial capital.
***
After tidying up, Chu Feng extinguished the campfire and packed up the blanket.
Ji Yuhuang had changed back into her original red garments. As for Chu Feng’s outer robe, she had stored it away in her storage pouch as a keepsake.
Now that Sister Wan’er’s injury was healed, Chu Feng was eager to leave this place as soon as possible. Who knew if that demonic beast was still lurking nearby?
“Sister Wan’er, by the way…what exactly is this place?”
While walking along the path, Chu Feng glanced around at the towering ancient trees surrounding them. They seemed even more majestic than those within the Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect.
Even when he’d risked peeking down on the way to the Great Yan, he hadn’t seen such a dense forest of ancient trees.
Could this be… a primordial forest from the cultivation world?
“This is… the outskirts of the imperial capital.”
Ji Yuhuang replied. Of course, she couldn’t just say they were in the imperial garden. Such a blow might crush her little husband’s pride.
Since he wanted to play this kind of game, she’d make sure he had fun.
Before long, Chu Feng suddenly stopped, his eyes locking onto a patch of grass to his right.
Ever since advancing to the second rank, Chu Feng had found that his perception had practically doubled.
“Roar!”
A shadow burst forth. It was the same third-rank demonic beast from before.
Chu Feng instantly dodged the attack and in the same motion, drew Little Bai into his hand.
Ji Yuhuang, watching from the side, made no move to intervene. This too was part of her plan.
A third-rank demonic beast was the perfect sparring partner for her little husband to sharpen his skills.
“Sister Wan’er, step back! I’ll handle this one!”
Gripping Little Bai tightly, Chu Feng sprang forward, aiming a thrust at the beast’s eye.
The beast suddenly dodged to the side.
But Chu Feng didn’t hold back. Instead, he turned the thrust into a slash, unleashing a wave of sword energy.
“Graaah!”
The demonic beast let out a furious roar as Chu Feng’s sword sliced a wound into its front left leg.
Enraged at being injured by a human, the beast lunged at Chu Feng with full force.
But Chu Feng didn’t dodge at all. Instead, he instantly gathered all his true qi into the blade of Little Bai.
Three breaths to end the fight!
Just as Chu Feng was about to strike, he suddenly sensed something strange. Everything around him seemed to slow down.
It was as if someone had pressed a slow-motion button; even the flow of time had begun to crawl.
Before Chu Feng’s eyes, everything else faded away, leaving only the demonic beast in front of him.
Cut it down! I must cut it down!
That single conviction surged through Chu Feng’s heart. In the next moment, a faint white glow began to radiate from Little Bai’s blade.
Sword intent!
Watching from the sidelines, Ji Yuhuang’s beautiful eyes widened in astonishment. Her little husband had actually comprehended sword intent while still at the second rank!
“Haaah!”
With all his strength, Chu Feng swung his sword.
Boom!
This time, it wasn’t just a blast of fierce true qi. It carried pure, concentrated sword intent!
Squelch!
With a sound of blood spraying, the third-rank demonic beast was cleanly cut in two by Chu Feng.
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