At the window facing the street on the second floor of the *Vermilion Bird Pavilion*, a steaming roasted chicken was presented on a plate by the waiter. Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die sat cross-legged on both sides of the table, facing each other.
"If you need anything, just call me. Please enjoy your meal..."
"Uhm..."
After watching the waiter close the door and leave, Ye Anping let out a small sigh, glanced at Feng Yu Die across the table, then picked up his chopsticks and began to enjoy the roasted chicken.
Feng Yu Die seemed to have eaten enough and did not try to snatch his chicken. Instead, she rested her chin on both hands and squinted her eyes as she watched him eat with a smile on her face."Hehe..."
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing."
...
"Hehehe..."
"..."
...Ye Anping couldn't say that he was hungry, but he had looked at Yun Tianchong, Yue Xuanming, and Fu Xuan at their table of delicacies this afternoon and had developed an appetite. Then, he met Gu Mingxin and her group and was left with an empty stomach.
Although he felt uncomfortable being stared at by Feng Yu Die, he ignored her and buried his head in the plate without saying a word, silently satisfying his craving.
After watching him eat for a long time, Feng Yu Die seemed to get a little bored and turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window.
A full moon hung high in the starry sky. The streets of **Brilliance City** were decorated with colorful lights, and there was a continuous stream of passers-by. It was like a picture of a prosperous city under the moon.
Suddenly, a breeze mixed with sand and dust blew over, causing her to squint her eyes. She raised her hand to tuck her long hair behind her ears, and her golden eyes were colored with a hint of feminity.
Ye Anping saw her expression, and the words "sad and miserable" came to mind. He followed her line of sight, but he didn't see anything, so he asked, "What are you looking at? This expression..."
"Huh?" Feng Yu Die seemed to be startled by his voice. She turned and touched the back of her head, smiling foolishly. "Nothing, hehe. I just think... the moon is pretty tonight."
"The moon?"
Ye Anping turned his head and glanced at the sky. The altitude of **Brilliance City**'s location was quite high. Along with the flying sand of the desert, the moon was indeed much larger than in the **Western Region**. He nodded in agreement.
"Yes... it's pretty."
Feng Yu Die grinned. "Right~ Hehe---"
Just now, Feng Yu Die's attention was on Ye Anping's face. Now that she had come back to her senses, she noticed that Xiao Tian, who was lying on Ye Anping's head, had a bruised and swollen face.
She raised her eyebrows and tilted her head.
"Ah? Xiao Tian, what happened to you..."
*"Ha~"* Xiao Tian rolled her eyes and raised her foot, kicking Feng Yu Die on the forehead. *"Yu Die, I've been here for a long time, you just noticed it now?!"*
"Ah..."
Feng Yu Die chuckled, a little embarrassed, and she used her sword finger to condense some of her spiritual energy into a raindrop shape and let it fall onto Xiao Tian's forehead.
A green spiritual energy enveloped Xiao Tian.
The next moment, the bruises and swellings on her face returned to normal.
After Xiao Tian returned to her chubby soup-dumpling face, she stopped hitting Feng Yu Die, turned her head to look at the two in turn, and then angrily drilled into Ye Anping's head. *"I'm going back to lift weights! You guys enjoy your meal~ humph!"*
Ye Anping felt it was useless to complain. He didn't know if Xiao Tian could cultivate or learn a fist technique. Anyway, she knew how to do it, so he didn't care. He explained, "We've run into Miss Gu on the way back. Xiao Tian fought with Xue'e... and that's how she turned out like this."
Hearing the name "Miss Gu", Feng Yu Die bit her lips, frowning. "Ah?! She is also in **Brilliance City**? Why is she so persistent? We run into her wherever we go..."
Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly. "Are you afraid of her?"
"Why would I be afraid of her? Didn't we chase her away last time? I am..."
Feng Yu Die looked down at the table, her face showing some tension. When she fought Gu Mingxin on the snowy mountain in the **Northern Region**, she couldn't hold on. If Ye Anping hadn't arrived in time, she might have...
*"Anping, Yu Die is still traumatized by what happened last time. Even though she seemed cheerful when she came back like she didn't take it seriously, when she was practicing sword alone..."*
Xiao Tian suddenly poked her upper body out from Ye Anping's forehead while raising a dumbbell. She said this with a smile.
What she got, of course, was Feng Yu Die's glare.
"Go back to your room!"
*"Hehe~~"*
Xiao Tian grinned and went back.
After Ye Anping saw Xiao Tian going back, he slowly exhaled, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said solemnly, "Sister Feng, do you trust me?"
" I think I do..."
"Then, know that as long as I'm still alive, she can't kill you."
"And what if you die?"
...
Feng Yu Die bit her lips slightly as she met Ye Anping's eyes, softly saying, "Last time, you were so badly injured. The old doctor called by the *Snow Guards* over said that you had a narrow escape from death. I don't believe that such serious injuries were part of your plan."
*Wasn't it because I was protecting you...*
There were some things he hadn't expected in the **Northern Region**'s plan.
The first was that Jiang Mojiao went crazy and rushed to take over Gu Mingxin's body at the moment of death.
The second thing was that Feng Yu Die actually lost her fighting spirit because of Gu Mingxin's words.
Ye Anping shrugged and didn't deny.
"No one is perfect, I will also make mistakes. There is no perfection in the world. Even a powerful person like Yunluo's mother can't say that something will absolutely happen."
"Right... So what if you die next time?"
Ye Anping was silent for a moment before calmly answering. "Perhaps I will die of something in the future, but I can assure you that at least it won't be here at the Eastern Wall."
"..."
Feng Yu Die naturally knew this principle. Her master had taught her this when she was young.
---*"Yu Die, everyone eventually dies one day. If Master suddenly passes away one day, don't think too much. Just burn some paper money for me every few years. If you let me starve in the underworld, I will come in your dream and spank you!"*
When she heard this, Feng Yu Die actually didn't feel anything, she just thought that what her master said was right.
But...
It wasn't until she was trapped in the cave by the blizzard for several days and then, on her return, she saw Master Taixu's golden shell that she realized what her master meant.
She had never thought that her master would pass away so suddenly, so when she faced her master's golden shell, her little brain was blank. She was stunned for a while, then she understood.
"Oh! Master asked me to bury her! She also left me a note! She asked me to go to the ***Black Star*** Sect!"
...
Perhaps it was because Ye Anping had never been wrong before, whether it was about the ***Dragon House*** or the Sword Sect, he had always been able to calculate everything. Even when he ran into that person called 'Yun Kunwu' on the Sword Sect's back mountain, Ye Anping managed to bring everyone out safely.
Therefore, she had never considered the possibility of Ye Anping's death.
However, ever since she returned from the **Northern Region**, she kept recalling what the doctor said: ---*"Half of his meridians are broken, which is very bad. He may not wake up. If he hadn't had the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill and a strong body forging structure, he would have already died..."*
Feng Yu Die had been terrified.
Even--
Even if Ye Anping only disappeared from her sight for a short while, she would feel inexplicably panicked, worrying that the next time she saw him, he would be dead...
It was like that this afternoon when Ye Anping asked her to eat roasted chicken with Sister Pei, Xiao Yunluo, and that little fox.
However, not even half an hour after Ye Anping left, she was already worried that something would happen to him and wanted to follow him. She even asked Pei Lianxue and Xiao Yunluo if they wanted to go after him.
However, Sister Pei and Xiao Yunluo both said that Ye Anping had told them to wait, so they'd better stay put...
And it was this worry that made Feng Yu Die gobble down thirty roasted chickens in one go.
Perhaps in this world, only roasted chicken and Ye Anping could make her feel at ease...
Feng Yu Die slightly lowered her head, as if she was about to cry, and whispered. "But if you die, Sister Pei will be sad. If Sister Pei is sad, I will be sad too..."
"..."
It was the first time Ye Anping had seen this expression on her face. Although he felt that it was strange, he understood her logic after thinking about it. He sighed. "Your mentality is the same as those mothers who have children for the first time."
"Huh?"
"After they give birth to their first child, most mothers wish that the child would be wrapped in clouds forever and that anything that might hurt it would be kept away... this is being overprotective."
"..."
"I won't die so easily, and neither will my sister."
Ye Anping picked up his chopsticks and placed a piece of broiled chicken in the small bowl in front of her, laughing. "Don't worry, even if my sister and I encounter a death tribulation that we can't escape, you won't see it."
Feng Yu Die tilted her head. "Ah? Why?"
"If my sister and I were in a deadly situation, I would definitely sell you out first."
?
Feng Yu Die blinked blankly, and suddenly she felt mixed emotions. Her face darkened, but after thinking about it, it was actually not that bad...
If she really faced such a situation and could give her life to save Sister Pei, she would definitely not hesitate to do so.
After all, she was devoted to Sister Pei!
"Hmm... If that's the case, then before you sell me, let me kiss Sister Pei, okay?"
"..."
Ye Anping rolled his eyes at her and didn't respond. He simply continued eating the roasted chicken with his chopsticks.
His and Feng Yu Die's destiny stars were tied together; if Feng Yu Die died, he would not live either...
Of course, this was an unnecessary worry.
Seeing that Feng Yu Die seemed to have figured it out as a silly smile gradually appeared on her face, Ye Anping heaved a sigh of relief and did not say anything else.
With the view of the night city market outside the window, the two of them ate the roasted chicken on the table with chopsticks. After a while, only the bones of the chicken were left, scattered on the plates.
The moon outside the window had crossed about twenty degrees in the sky when two knocks on the door broke the silence in the room.
*Knock knock--*
"Come in."
The wooden door of the private room was opened from the outside, and the waiter led Yun Tianchong in, explaining, "Honorable guests, this Senior said he has an appointment with you..."
"Yes, thank you."
Ye Anping nodded and tossed a few spirit stones as a tip, then waved the waiter away.
After the waiter closed the door, Yun Tianchong took a deep breath and looked at Feng Yu Die who was sitting across from Ye Anping. He swallowed and walked awkwardly to the table, looking at Ye Anping. "That... this is Miss Feng, right? Ahaha..."
Ye Anping met his gaze with mischievous eyes. "Don't look at me."
Then, he let out a sigh and propped himself on his knees, preparing to leave, but Yun Tianchong raised his hand and pressed his shoulder. "It's okay, it's okay, no need to leave."
"..."
Ye Anping was speechless. After sighing, he looked at Feng Yu Die and introduced him. "Sister Feng, this is Patriarch Yun of the ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect, your master's cultivation partner, and the culprit who ruined your master's immortal path."
Feng Yu Die turned her eyes to Yun Tianchong who was smiling awkwardly, and she asked Ye Anping with a puzzled look: *Are you lying to me?*
Ye Anping tilted his head: *What am I lying to you about?*
Feng Yu Die raised her eyebrows: Isn't he a *Deification* cultivator? Why doesn't he have the temperament of one...
Ye Anping was speechless. He could not help but size Yun Tianchong up again.
If it weren't for his blond hair, the double plum embroidery on his brow, and the golden feather cultivator robe he wore, one wouldn't have been able to tell that he was a *Deification* cultivator based on his appearance...
But then again, Yun Tianchong's model in the game was elegant and had a stern expression. One could tell at a glance that he was a rather powerful character...
Was it because of the loss of his balls?
"Patriarch Yun, this matter started because of you. You should explain it personally."
"Ahaha..."
Yun Tianchong laughed in embarrassment as Feng Yu Die repeatedly sized him up and down, with the word "disdain" written all over her face, and he took a deep breath.
*Thud---*
With a muffled sound, Yun Tianchong knelt beside the table, startling Feng Yu Die. Even Ye Anping did not expect him to do such a thing.
Ye Anping thought this wasn't good, and he hurriedly used his energy to close the open window next to him so that they wouldn't be seen from outside.
Feng Yu Die came to her senses and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yun Tianchong took a deep breath and pressed his hands and his forehead to the ground. "Miss Feng, there is no way I can repay what I did to your master, Taixu. I know you must hate me to the core. If you want revenge, I'll bow my head and willingly take even ten sword strikes from you. I only hope that you can appease the hatred in your heart."
"..."
Feng Yu Die listened, but her mind was blank. She turned to look at Ye Anping and asked slowly, "You want to chop him up?"
?
Ye Anping was dumbfounded. *You're asking me? It's not my master he ruined...*
"Oh..."
Feng Yu Die shrank her neck and seemed to be a little undecided. She looked at Yun Tianchong who was prostrated in front of her, hesitated, then asked again, "Master Ye, is he really a *Deification* cultivator?"
"...Yes."
"Then... I won't chop him anymore." Feng Yu Die murmured. "One or two sword strikes won't kill him... He has also admitted his mistake. Why don't you go to my master's tomb and kowtow one day, and see if my master will jump out and chop you?"
"..."
"..."
Yun Tianchong didn't understand Feng Yu Die's train of thought and just stayed where he was.
Ye Anping didn't want to interfere, but he could see that Feng Yu Die was pretty indecisive and, moreover, Yun Tianchong really seemed ready to change.
Although he was a disgrace to the *Deification* cultivators, he was still a cultivator in the late stage of *Deification*.
The fact that he kowtowed to a *Core Formation* cultivator was enough to show his sincerity.
Ye Anping almost wanted to take out the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword* to see if Immortal Yun Jian's remnant soul would come out, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. "Sister Feng, then do you forgive him?"
Feng Yu Die looked at Ye Anping blankly before suddenly realizing. "Yes, oh right! I almost forgot!!"
She raised her sword finger and took out the glass bottle wrapped in oilcloth that Ye Anping had given her. "If you buy this, I'll forgive you."
Although Yun Tianchong was puzzled, he looked up at the wrapped-up bottle and nodded without thinking.
"That's fine... Miss Feng, can you name a price?"
"Um... two million?"
"Hiss--"
So expensive, what the hell is this...
Yun Tianchong hesitated. This price was a little painful for him, but he thought that he owed her her master's life. If two million yuan could solve the knot in her heart...
"Okay!"
He stood up from the ground, took out a gold-threaded pouch from his storage bag without saying a word, and handed it to Feng Yu Die. "There are ten high-grade five-element spirit pearls here. Each one is worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. If Miss Feng has any difficulties in the future, let me know at any time. No matter what, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."
"Oh."
Feng Yu Die took the spirit pearls bag, opened it, took a look inside, and was almost blinded by the spiritual light in it. She quickly sealed it and put it into her storage bag, then sent the glass bottle over.
Yun Tianchong took the bottle and was about to tear open the oilcloth to take a look.
But in order to prevent a mess, Ye Anping stepped forward and stopped him. "Wait a minute. This item is extremely rare. Better open it after you go back."
"Oh... um."
Yun Tianchong nodded and put the bottle in his storage bag. He then looked at Feng Yu Die and seemed to want to sit down and have a good chat with her. However, Ye Anping interrupted him again. "Patriarch Yun, you should go back earlier. Right now, there are demonic cultivators here in **Brilliance City**, and the Young Ladies aren't safe. See you in a few days. By the way, that item was given to Miss Feng by Second Miss Yun."
"If that's the case... then I won't stay any longer."
Hesitating briefly, Yun Tianchong cupped his hands and bowed to Feng Yu Die. Then, he nodded to Ye Anping and walked out of the room.
After the door closed, Ye Anping slowly exhaled. He slightly opened the window and looked at the inn's door.
He saw Yun Tianchong walking to the street, respectfully escorted by the waiter. He was taking out the bottle again, pulling off the oilcloth, and looking inside.
Sensing something bad about to happen, Ye Anping hurriedly closed the window.
And then, a groundhog-like cry resounded through the entire street.
"Aaaah--!!!"
All the noise in the street instantly became dead silence after the shriek.
After a moment, Yun Tianchong seemed to have realized what had happened. He roared again. "Yun Jiujiu!!! You stinky girl!! Hiss--- Aaah---!!"
Then, he dashed all the way back to the *Imperial Sand Pavilion*.
Ye Anping sat in his seat, feeling mixed emotions, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, those things were sold...
The next moment, Feng Yu Die, sitting across from him, covered her mouth and burst out laughing. "Pfft--"
"Huh?"
"Young Master Ye, I rarely see you sweating..."
Ye Anping was taken aback. He hadn't even noticed it. He touched his forehead, realized he was sweating, and immediately shook his head with a smile.
"You sold the 'bird' to the original owner, you should be sweating too."
"Hehe..." Feng Yu Die placed Yun Tianchong's bag of spirit pearls on the table. "Let's divide the spoils. You get twenty and I get eighty. How about that?"
"Fifty-fifty."
"Thirty-seventy!"
"Hmm... okay."
