Joy did not last long. While Ye Chu was feeling his strength surge dramatically, he suddenly noticed the cool sensation on his arm spreading a little further again. As the coolness spread, those patterns retreated because of it. In an instant, Ye Chu was overwhelmed by a wave of intense, desolate sorrow. Tears welled up in his eyes, ready to fall.
“Ye Chu!” Tan Miaotong and Ye Jingyun saw Ye Chu inexplicably shedding tears. They exchanged a glance and both saw confusion in each other’s eyes.
The two walked closer to Ye Chu. Before they even reached him, they felt a surge of sorrowful emotion. This sorrowful feeling also affected them. They too inexplicably felt a bitter grief, and tears fell from their beautiful eyes.
This emotion made Tan Miaotong and Ye Jingyun quickly step back. Their gazes fixed on Ye Chu, whose tears fell like raindrops. The tears dropped into the lake, creating ripples that spread out, making the scene appear utterly desolate.
At this moment, Tan Miaotong felt an inexplicable pain, as if she had lost the most important person in the world. She stared blankly at Ye Chu, looking at him with confusion in her heart. She wondered why Ye Chu could evoke such a feeling in her. Could this be Ye Chu’s intent?
Ye Jingyun also fell silent as she watched Ye Chu. Staring at his tear-streaked face, she could not help but feel sorrow for him.
This emotion did not last long. Only then did Ye Chu’s tears stop falling. Looking at the portion of coolness that had spread further on his arm, Ye Chu felt a chill in his heart. He had originally thought these patterns could suppress the intent of a supreme being, but he had been wrong. These patterns could at most delay the spread of the intent; they could not suppress it at all. As his strength increased, the supreme intent spread even faster.
Ye Chu could not help but feel a surge of fear in his heart. He did not know at what level of strength the supreme intent would completely consume him.
Ye Chu took a deep breath and stared straight at his own arm. Seeing that the cool sensation had stopped spreading, he thought his life was safe for now, but he had no idea how long this life could be preserved.
At this moment, Ye Chu’s desire to head to the Weak Water Family grew even stronger. The sooner he arrived there, the greater the hope of preserving his life.
He took another deep breath. Looking at the stains on his body, Ye Chu leaped into the lake with a splash. After washing away the dirt, he jumped out of the water and stood dripping wet in front of Tan Miaotong and Ye Jingyun.
“What happened to you just now?” Tan Miaotong asked, her watery eyes shimmering with light.
Ye Chu smiled and did not answer Tan Miaotong’s question. Instead, he looked at the bright moonlight and said to Tan Miaotong, “Miaotong, would you like to dance gracefully with these fireflies under this bright moonlight? Let me witness your peerless dance?”
Ye Chu had originally thought that when he said this, Ye Jingyun would be the first to scorn him, and then Tan Miaotong would refuse. But to his surprise, Tan Miaotong suddenly smiled brightly and said, “How did you know I can dance?”
While Ye Chu was momentarily stunned, Tan Miaotong smiled at him and actually began to dance with the fireflies. Under the sky, moonlight poured down, illuminating the space. In the next instant, a graceful and enchanting figure slowly began to dance, accompanied by countless fireflies.
Tan Miaotong possessed an indescribably pure and refined beauty. Her long hair cascaded to her waist, faintly glowing with a layer of lustre. It made her skin appear crystal-clear and translucent, like something out of a dream. Especially those eyes, as if they had gathered all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, deep like a clear spring, crystal pure and transparent. As she danced, it was easy to become intoxicated in her presence, as if one’s soul would be captivated. The blue dress outlined her exquisite, curvaceous figure, unintentionally exuding a holy and untouchable aura. Dancing under the moonlight, she appeared otherworldly, like an immortal descending to the mortal world. Her gentleness left Ye Chu’s eyes fixed and unable to look away.
In his previous life, Ye Chu had seen countless dances. Back then, to cultivate his cultural foundation, he had experienced every kind of dance in nightclubs: pole dancing, breast-shaking dances, stripteases, and so on. In the end, he even considered himself a dance master, an outstanding dancer full of cultural depth.
But even with all his experience, at this moment Ye Chu had to admit that he had lived in vain before. No woman’s dance could compare to Tan Miaotong’s at this moment.
Ye Chu felt as if his soul was being drawn along by her movements. The previous sorrowful aura was swept away completely, replaced by a gentle warmth. His whole body felt refreshed and comfortable.
Ye Chu did not think much of this feeling at first, but towards the end his eyelids twitched. He stared wide-eyed at Tan Miaotong with disbelief.
When Tan Miaotong finished her final dance pose and gracefully landed in front of Ye Chu, he looked at her smiling sweetly and asked, “What kind of dance was that?”
“Not telling you!” Tan Miaotong giggled, grabbed Ye Jingyun’s hand, and walked away.
Ye Chu stared at Tan Miaotong. For the first time, he felt that Tan Miaotong was far too terrifying. His emotions were influenced by the supreme intent, yet Tan Miaotong could dispel his sorrow. What kind of method was this?
All along, Ye Chu had underestimated Tan Miaotong. Just based on this alone, Tan Miaotong seemed far too mysterious.
Ye Chu tried to recall the dance moves Tan Miaotong had just performed, but he found he could not remember anything. He could not recall a single pose.
“This dance holds a great secret!”
This was Ye Chu’s realisation. Watching Tan Miaotong walk away with Ye Jingyun, both smiling happily, Ye Chu shook his head. Their sweet laughter reached his ears, bringing a refreshing coolness to his heart.
Ye Chu had no intention of digging into Tan Miaotong’s secrets. He followed behind them. Glancing at his arm, he noticed that the cool sensation was not as intense as before. He did not know if it was an illusion, but this discovery made him look at Tan Miaotong again.
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After staying in the city for a while, the disappearance of Black King and several other major cultivators naturally caused endless discussion among the city’s people. Everyone speculated where Black King had gone.
In the end, someone found the canyon where Ye Chu had fought Black Mountain and saw the remains of white bones. From the various traces, they pieced together a shocking piece of news.
Black King and his several major cultivator subordinates had all been brutally killed.
This discovery shocked countless cultivators in the city. No one could remain calm. Black King had ruled this area, and even the Shangguan Family had tolerated him. Yet now he had been killed. Just who had he offended?
Ye Chu and Ji Die happened to overhear the cultivators’ discussion in the inn. They could not help but smile and did not join in. Ji Die’s injuries had mostly healed. The group checked out of their rooms and prepared to leave the city.
But some people just did not know better. Seeing the three women were beautiful, several cultivators tried to harass them. Their strength was not low; all were at the Yuan Spirit realm.
Ye Chu saw these people and said nothing. He took out a jade pendant from his robe and tossed it in front of them. The faces of these people instantly changed dramatically. They looked at Ye Chu and the others in terror.
What Ye Chu had thrown was none other than the jade pendant he had picked up from Black Mountain’s body.