Chapter 283: Xiao Tian, bad thoughts
Under the drizzle, Feng Yudie continued to ponder the mysteries of her Nine Heavens Sword Technique and the Xuanyin Jue bestowed upon her by Ye Anping amidst the bamboo forest on Tianyun Peak.
Whizzing—
The sword wind scattered like sharp blades, and with a flash of white light, the verdant bamboo around her swayed and fell.
With her sword back in its sheath behind her, Feng Yudie closed her eyes to steady her breath. She then shook her head, similar to a playful pup, flicking off the raindrops that clung to her, and brushed her bangs aside. She then positioned her hand in a sword gesture before her chest and used her spiritual consciousness to explore her meridians.
Although her cultivation had progressed, she hadn’t yet reached the late stage of foundation building, leaving her feeling somewhat mediocre. But what puzzled her most was the lack of progress with the “Xuanyin Jue” Ye Anping had given her.
“Xiao Tian, I’ve been practicing this Xuanyin Technique for three months, and I haven’t felt any changes at all. Could Young Master Ye have deceived me?”
Xiao Tian, taking shelter under a large banana leaf, crossed his arms and pouted.
The stone tablet Ye Anping had given Feng Yudie was inscribed with ancient characters, so Xiao Tian had been helping her interpret its contents for the past three months.
Naturally, it had also consulted the Heavenly Dao Scroll. There was no mention of the “Xuanyin Jue” technique in the Heavenly Dao scrolls. However, it found a passage that sounded somewhat similar,
“When mortals first treaded the immortal path, there was a remarkable cultivator named ‘Gu Xuanyin’ who mastered an immortal technique. Gu Xuanyin attempted to pass it on to her tribe, but no one could learn it besides herself. Consequently, the technique vanished.”
However, a supplement written by previous owners of the scroll revealed more,
“Gu Xuanyin perfected this technique before his lifespan depleted, inscribing it onto seven artifacts before taking them into his tomb. Over millennia, as the landscape shifted and the tomb’s location changed, the technique was stolen by cultivators from various regions, scattering it across the four realms.”
Beneath this were the records of those who sought the technique,
“In the 37th year of the Tongmo Calendar, a suspected existence of this technique was found, but no tangible evidence was seen.”
“In the year 1123 of the Lunar Calendar, I’ve been searching for four years with no luck. Word has it it’s by Devil’s Heart Lake, but the malevolent energy there’s too intense, hard to approach.”
“In 8720 of the Lunar Calendar, there was a thousand-year-old ghoul at Devil’s Heart Lake, matching the strength of a cultivator in the Void Realm. Don’t ask how I knew.”
“In the 7th year of the Ash Calendar, the Nightmare by Devil’s Heart Lake was vanquished, yet not found. Rumored to be on the moon.”
“In 10293 of the Ash Calendar, Master Danyue of Xuanxing Sect spat out the old moon and made a new one. The object should have landed somewhere in the Four Realms.”
Seemingly, three calendar years ago, the destiny linked to Xiao Tian’s seniors began searching for this technique, but most gave up halfway.
Xiao Tian wasn’t sure if Gu Xuanyin left the stone tablet given by Ye Anping, so there was no record, but he still trusted Ye Anping,
“Yudie, once you practice the wrong technique, you’ll miss your path to immortality. Ye might fool you on minor matters but not on exercises.”
Feng Yudie pondered for a while, then nodded but scratched her head and asked,
“That’s true…”
“Hmm… huh!”
Xiao Tian was momentarily stunned, almost not catching up. Did his Yudie have no doubts?
On the other hand, after returning from the Moon Shadow Sword Sect, the relationship between Yudie and Ye seemed to have slightly changed. At first glance, it didn’t seem much different, but there was a subtle shift.
Pausing, it blinked and tentatively said,
“Yudie, I also think practicing that Xuanyin Jue is pointless. Why not stop?”
Feng Yudie turned her head, puzzled,
“But didn’t you just say he won’t trick me? Then why not practice? What if it’s really useful?”
Xiao Tian tilted his head and asked, “Then will you listen to me or him?”
Feng Yudie frowned, silent for a moment as if pondering deeply. She glanced at Xiao Tian and said,
“When he’s around, I’ll listen to him. When he’s not, I’ll listen to you. During our time at the Moon Shadow Sword Sect, you were of no help at all. You just kept bothering me in my head every day. It was so annoying!”
This meant that Ye Anping’s position in Yudie’s heart had surpassed Xiao Tian’s, despite growing up together.
It also indicated that Ye Anping and Yudie had taken a significant step towards becoming Daoist companions.
Xiao Tian chuckled happily, covering his mouth, then floated to Feng Yudie’s shoulder, patting his chest, and bragged,
“Oh, I wasn’t thinking about Ye Anping being here. Are you sure you’re okay? I was just lazy. Regarding talent and knowledge, how could Mr. Ye be as good as me, the master of the Heavenly Scroll? Hum~”
“Cut~~”
Feng Yudie rolled her eyes at him, but it was a surface reaction. Xiao Tian had grown up with her since childhood, and even if he weren’t useful anymore, she wouldn’t push him away. She took a deep breath, glanced at the rain in the sky, put her spirit sword back into her storage bag, and headed back to her courtyard, ready to shower and change clothes.
“Speaking of which, why haven’t Junior Sister Pei and Young Master Ye come here yet? Didn’t they stay in the Hundred Lotus Sect for a few days? It’s been over half a month, and Senior Sister Xiao isn’t here either… It’s so boring.”
“Um…”
Xiao Tian listened to Yudie mentioning Xiao Yunluo and recalled the scene he witnessed when sneaking into her room after returning from Chilong Mansion. He rubbed his chin, pondered momentarily, and suddenly devised a plan.
“Yudie, why don’t you look around in Xiao’s room? There might be something good.”
“Huh!” Feng Yudie looked puzzled. “Senior Sister Xiao isn’t here, so if I went to look in her room, wouldn’t that be stealing? I don’t want to go.”
“Oh~ Just take a peek. Didn’t you say that if Ye Anping isn’t here, you’ll listen to me? I’m asking you to take a look, not to steal anything.”
“…”
Feng Yudie didn’t know what Xiao Tian was up to. After pondering for a while, she thought it wouldn’t hurt to go help Senior Sister Xiao clean her room. So she turned around and walked towards Xiao Yunluo’s courtyard in the opposite direction.
This showed that there were actually ten identical small courtyards in the community, which were prepared for the top ten disciples. The one where Feng Yudie lived was five or six hundred steps from another junior sister. Sometimes when she saw her, she would also say hello to Feng Yudie. However, Xiao Yunluo’s triple-courtyard building was a little far away from other people and looked deserted now that Ye Anping and Xiao Yunluo were not there.
Feng Yudie climbed in from the back wall and ran to the door of Xiao Yunluo’s bedroom. She tried to push the door back, thinking that she would go back if it were locked, but it seemed that because Senior Sister Bai came there to clean almost every day, she didn’t lock the door.
Squeak—
Seeing the door open, she was still a little timid, feeling like she was doing something bad, so she whispered,
“Senior Sister Xiao, I’m coming in~”
At this time, Xiao Tian also frowned and looked around the room. Some cabinets had high-level talismans affixed to them, which should be where valuables were stored.
It thought for a while and said,
“Yudie, go and look through her pillow. What’s probably there?”
“…”
Feng Yudie glanced at it in confusion, wiped the rain-stained hands on her clothes, walked to Xiao Yunluo’s bed, reached out to pick up her pillow, turned it over on the left side, and rubbed it on the right side.
“Isn’t this just a feather pillow?”
Xiao Tian paused for a moment, then stuck out his butt, put his head through the pillowcase, and reached into the pillow core. He took a look twice, and then as if he had discovered a treasure, he retracted his head and said,
“Yudie, there is a book inside!”
“Book!” Feng Yudie was stunned, tilted her head, and said, “Diary or something! Then I won’t read it.”
“Have a look!”
“No!”
Xiao Tian blinked—”Just take a look and listen to me!”
“…”
Feng Yudie glanced at it, reluctantly reached through the opening on the back of the pillowcase, took out the book, then blew away the feathers on it and looked at the book cover.
—”Erotic Pictures of Immortal Palace—Hardcover Edition”