Bai Xuan also learned about some of Xi Xi’s experiences from here and felt exceptional pity and affection for this girl. The two got along very harmoniously. With Xi Xi guiding Bai Xuan and Yaoyao around Wuxin Peak, Ye Chu did not worry about anything and devoted most of his attention to cultivation.
The black iron was truly miraculous. Although Ye Chu had not broken through yet, he could feel his strength steadily increasing. His primordial spirit was absorbing terrifying amounts of primordial spirit forging energy. Perhaps because his primordial spirit had come into contact with the black iron, Ye Chu could now faintly control the coloured-pattern killing spider in his qi sea through his primordial spirit’s influence.
Of course, Ye Chu did not dare provoke it too much. He had personally witnessed the terror of the coloured-pattern killing spider. Back then, even when everyone wielded heaven and earth artifacts and had terrifying powerhouses like Ruoshui joining forces to suppress it, they could not do anything to it. Instead, it severely injured them. That alone showed how horrifying the coloured-pattern killing spider was.
Naturally, being able to stir it slightly was a good thing. At the very least, the killing aura it released could now be absorbed by him, constantly seeping into his qi sea. With such a treasure vault within him, Ye Chu’s cultivation was undoubtedly much easier.
Ye Chu thought that with the coloured-pattern killing spider’s help, combined with his special physique, breaking through to the sixth level of the Innate Realm would not take long.
Compared to the black iron, the coloured-pattern killing spider was another treasure that drove him mad. Possessing it was equivalent to having a mobile spiritual energy repository inside his body.
This was an opportunity no one else could possibly have. Ye Chu’s ability to achieve this relied heavily on his unique physique. If not for his body being able to withstand killing aura, how could he use the method of yin-yang conversion to transform killing aura into usable spiritual energy?
For anyone else, even if the coloured-pattern killing spider landed in their qi sea and did not kill them, they would never be able to cultivate like this.
His primordial spirit moved along the black iron’s patterns, slowly growing stronger. The primordial spirit forging energy from the Primordial Spirit True Source continued to decrease, and no one knew how long it could last.
Of course, Ye Chu was delighted by these changes. Qingmi Mountain had one hundred and eight main peaks, each possessing far too many powerhouses. Here, the Innate Realm was merely the level of an entry-level disciple. The number of prodigies among them was countless.
Competition between peaks was naturally inevitable. Although Wuxin Peak had no interest in competing, if you did not seek trouble, trouble would seek you. Once you entered this circle, without matching strength, being beaten was the least of your worries. Being killed was no one’s fault but your own.
Although the one hundred and eight peaks were nominally part of one mountain, each peak competed for rankings, and grudges existed to varying degrees.
…
After cultivating for a while, Ye Chu withdrew from his practice and stepped into Bai Xuan’s room. Bai Xuan was tidying the bed. Yaoyao had been taken somewhere by Xi Xi.
Bai Xuan bent over to smooth the bedding, her arms raised high, causing her chest to lift prominently. Her hips tilted slightly backward. Her entire figure formed soft, alluring, curvaceous lines. Ye Chu stood to the side, admiring this pinnacle of beauty, finding it hard to believe such a stunning woman belonged to him.
Thinking of that night, Ye Chu’s heart raced. He could not help feeling the stirrings of desire. His gaze fell on Bai Xuan’s long, beautiful legs and the connection to her perky rear, incredibly enticing.
He was completely captivated by Bai Xuan, his body growing hot. Since that night, Bai Xuan had always avoided letting Ye Chu get close in that way. It was like a man addicted to poison who had tasted the antidote—this was pure torment.
Bai Xuan turned her head and saw Ye Chu leaning against the door, staring at her with burning eyes. She jumped in fright, then laughed and scolded, “What are you doing? You came in without making a sound.”
Ye Chu stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Bai Xuan, and felt the soft fragrance in his embrace. “Sister Bai Xuan, do you like it here?”
Bai Xuan was originally a little shy being held by Ye Chu, but hearing his words, she leaned into his arms, feeling comforted. “Mm!”
Ye Chu stared into Bai Xuan’s eyes. “Then treat this place as your home, Sister Bai Xuan. It is not noisy here. Though there are a few lunatics, it is truly a good place!”
“I know!” Bai Xuan felt touched. She naturally understood everything Ye Chu had done for her. From Xi Xi, she had learned how difficult it was for outsiders to enter this place.
“Sister Bai Xuan!” Ye Chu suddenly called.
Bai Xuan thought Ye Chu had something to say. Her beautiful eyes looked at him expectantly. But Ye Chu said, “I want it.”
“Ah…” Bai Xuan felt the change in Ye Chu’s body. Her face instantly turned scarlet, filled with endless charm.
Bai Xuan could not help glancing outside. The sunlight was bright. She bit her red lip and glared at Ye Chu. “Do not even think about it. I cannot do it in broad daylight…”
Bai Xuan was too embarrassed to finish the sentence. Her body felt scalding hot, her ears completely red.
“But…”
Fearing Ye Chu would say something indecent, Bai Xuan pushed him away with both hands. “Out, out…”
After shoving Ye Chu out the door, Bai Xuan felt her heart pounding fiercely.
Ye Chu looked at the closed door, stunned for a moment, then found it amusing. He thought to himself that he truly had no resistance at all in front of Bai Xuan!
Feeling the lingering heat in his body, Ye Chu felt somewhat uncomfortable again. He thought men really were sinful creatures.
…
The old madman was nowhere to be found. Neither Uncle Wang nor Aunt Wang knew where he had gone. Ye Chu could only wait. After being away for so long, he had to see the old madman at least once, even though he did not want to. But for Bai Xuan and Yaoyao’s sake, he had no choice.
Yet peaceful days did not last forever. While Ye Chu was practising some basic martial techniques by a pond on Wuxin Peak, an old man dressed in luxurious robes appeared before him, accompanied by several disciples.
Ye Chu was stunned when he saw them, then reminded them, “Um, are you sure you have not come to the wrong place? This is Wuxin Peak. We have never welcomed outsiders here!”
His words did not make the other party leave. The man stared at Ye Chu and said, “But this is still Qingmi Mountain. And Qingmi Mountain indeed does not welcome outsiders.”
Ye Chu frowned, already guessing the other party’s origin. Sure enough, the man continued, “I am the enforcement elder of Yong Peak on Qingmi Mountain. I oversee newly arrived cultivators and newly admitted disciples.”
Ye Chu naturally knew that every outsider entering Qingmi Mountain had to register. But he also knew that among the one hundred and eight peaks, Wuxin Peak was an exception. It had never been under the jurisdiction of other peaks. Everything was decided by Wuxin Peak itself.
This was Wuxin Peak’s rule!
Ye Chu frowned and said, “Wuxin Peak does not need you to register. We handle our own affairs. Please leave.”
Ye Chu spoke to the enforcement elder of Yong Peak without any warmth. Because of its independent stance, Wuxin Peak had never been liked by the other peaks. Yong Peak, in particular, which was close to Wuxin Peak, harboured deep grudges against it.
Ye Chu did not know the exact origin of the enmity. He had only heard from Jin Wawa once that the old madman had once stolen and eaten several ferocious beast mounts that Yong Peak had painstakingly raised, causing their displeasure. From then on, they constantly targeted Wuxin Peak.
Of course, another reason was Wuxin Peak’s detached and independent attitude, standing aloof from the rest of Qingmi Mountain, which greatly displeased Yong Peak and others.