The sky was bright and the mist enveloped the snow-capped peaks of the Sword Sect.
At the mountain gate, dozens of immortal flying boats were lined up in an orderly fashion.
Below an immortal boat with the dragon flag of the *Justice Division*, Yun Tianchong and Yun Xi arrived to respectfully send off Commander Fu Xuan and several Elders who were accompanying her to set sail.
"Commander Qu, if there is an opportunity in the future, you should come to our ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect more often, eh? Then, I will definitely accompany you for a drink."
"Heh... I don't want to encounter the Great Wall incident a second time. Forgive me for declining your kindness."With a polite smile on her face, Qu Ruyun cupped her hands and bowed. Then, without looking back, she brought Yue Xuanming and the other Elders of the *Justice Division* onto the immortal ship.
In the few days she stayed in the Sword Sect, Yun Tianchong had almost annoyed her to death.
Ever since the day of the banquet, he had found topics to discuss with her whenever he had nothing to do. It was obvious that he wanted to "make friends" with her.
If it were an ordinary *Deification* cultivator who wanted to chat with her, Qu Ruyun would naturally be happy to do so. However, just as she had said before, a reputation that had been tarnished would take a long time to recover. Besides, the divination technique would not tell her whether Yun Tianchong's "friendship" was a strange friendship or a normal friendship.
But then again...
After Qu Ruyun returned to the deck, she stole a glance at Ye Anping, who was still waiting for Xiao Yunluo to arrive, and her eyes revealed a complicated expression.
Perhaps out of curiosity, Qu Ruyun would leave her body from time to time to peek with her spiritual sense at what Ye Anping was doing.As a result, she had never imagined that what she saw, would refresh her understanding of the *Core Formation*-stage cultivators.
After Ye Anping practiced dual cultivation with his sister and the eldest daughter of the Yun family, he even had the energy to practice sword with Feng Yu Die, and then he even accompanied the girls to visit the market, drink, and play dice...
This dual cultivation consumed a lot of yang energy, especially when the difference in cultivation between the partners was not big. After practicing dual cultivation, ordinary *Core Formation*-stage cultivators needed to rest for at least several days or even half a month to replenish their yang energy.
However, Ye Anping seemed to have no blood, only yang energy.
She hadn't seen Ye Anping rest for the past few days. At some point, Ye Anping even discovered her and used a talisman to drive her spiritual sense away.
Could this be one of the reasons why Red Moon Matriarch valued him?
She wasn't familiar with Si Xuanji, so she wasn't sure what that woman was thinking.
But, well-- in this world, who didn't want a subordinate who knew how to strategize to kill the enemy, who could plan the ruling of an immortal sect; and at night, would still practice dual cultivation?
Ye Anping seemed to have sensed Fu Xuan's gaze at this moment. He turned his head and looked over, but only saw her shaking her head with a smile and walking toward the cabin.
Looking at her smile, Ye Anping finally realized that she was the one peeping at him with her spiritual sense from time to time these past few days. It was her...
Although he was a little displeased, what could he do to a cultivator in the *Deification* stage?
Ye Anping sighed slightly, thinking that Fu Xuan was really idle.
A cultivator in the *Deification* stage actually sent out her spiritual sense to spy on a cultivator in the *Core Formation* stage practicing dual cultivation.
"Sigh--"
In the future, he'd better place the talismans in the room first before starting the foreplay...
Ye Anping sighed slightly, then turned to look at Yun Tianchong. He decided to tell him about his relationship with Yun Yiyi, so he stepped forward and cupped his hands. "Master Yun."
Yun Tianchong responded with a smile. "Yes, what is it?"
"About Miss Yun..."
"Oh?" Yun Tianchong was slightly stunned and suddenly, he became serious. He raised his head and assumed the airs of a sect master. "Ahem, go ahead. I'm all ears."
Seeing him like this, Ye Anping felt that Yun Tianchong didn't have any idea about what his precious daughter was doing. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
If he showed the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword*, wouldn't that be too intimidating...
Ye Anping fell silent. "..."
"Well? Keep talking..."
Yun Xi, who exceptionally, was not sitting in a wheelchair, saw Ye Anping like this and immediately understood what he wanted to say. She decided to help him and called out. "Dad."
"Well? What's wrong?"
"Young Master Ye and Sister Yiyi..."
At this point, Yun Xi saw two flying swords coming from the direction of **Flowing Water Peak**, and after thinking for a moment, she decided to shut her mouth, making Yun Tianchong take a deep breath, exasperated.
"Hiss--- why are you both talking in half sentences? Do you want to choke me with suspense?"
"Sister Yiyi is here. She will speak for herself."
Yun Yiyi brought Xiao Yunluo, who had a large bandage wrapped around her head, to the mountain gate on her flying sword. She jumped down, looked at Ye Anping's hesitant expression, and seemed to have understood something. She simply walked to him, slightly pushed her blonde hair aside, and stood on her tiptoes.
*Chirp~*
A gentle kiss sobered Xiao Yunluo's muddled mind from sleeping for two days, put a hint of shock on Yun Tianchong's androgynous face, and annoyed Yun Xi, who would probably never find a strong enough partner in her life.
"Anping, quickly take Young Miss Xiao away. It's going to snow heavily in the **Southern Region** in a few days, and it'll be difficult for you to travel on the road. You should cross the boundary and return to the **Western Region** as soon as possible."
"...Right."
Ye Anping nodded and looked at Yun Tianchong, who was staring blankly at him. Then, he cupped his hands and bowed. "Master Yun, I will take my leave. Yunluo, let's go."
Xiao Yunluo nodded blankly and noticed that Yun Tianchong was gradually starting to frown. She also bowed and saluted, blocking Ye Anping's side, then turned around and jumped on the flying sword beside him, heading toward another immortal boat.
But just as the two had lifted off the ground on their swords...
Yun Tianchong immediately turned into an old protective father whose daughter had been harassed. Several veins popped out on his forehead, and he turned into a golden light. He chased after Ye Anping and reached out to grab his shoulder to stop him.
"..."
However, just as his hand was about to land on Ye Anping's shoulder, an ice-blue spiritual light shot out of Ye Anping's storage bag and formed an ice wall out of thin air, blocking his hand.
Seeing the sword, Yun Tianchong's eyes flashed with astonishment.
The black ice sword seemed to be covered with thousands of years of weathering and dust, and the few small scratches contained the sword's intention of the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago.
Just by glancing at it, Yun Tianchong felt a chill on his back and the stinging sensation of a stick whipping his hand.
"..."
Ye Anping actually had no intention of pulling out the sword. After all, Yun Tianchong was Yun Yiyi's biological father, so he naturally wouldn't use the sword to suppress him unless something unexpected happened.
This sword simply escaped from his storage bag...
Yun Tianchong then remembered that when he was at the Eastern Wall, he felt that the sword Ye Anping was carrying looked familiar, but it was wrapped in bandages at the time and covered with spiritual energy, so he couldn't tell what it was. He just thought that it was probably lent to Ye Anping by a Sword cultivator from the ***Black Star*** Sect.
At this time, the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword* was not wrapped in bandages. The familiar hilt that he had not seen for a thousand years was only a few inches away from his hand, but it was separated by an ice wall and could not be touched.
Yun Tianchong frowned and asked angrily, "Where did you get this sword..."
Before Yun Tianchong could finish speaking, a translucent youth's hand appeared beside him and hit his face.
*Boom---*
The air exploded, making Yun Tianchong spin around his axis seven or eight times, and then a booming voice was heard by everyone except Xiao Yunluo. *"I passed it on to him!"*
The next moment, Yun Tianchong crashed directly into Yun Xi, and both of them smashed to the floor tiles in a huge pit, in front of the mountain gate.
From the sideline, Yun Yiyi looked up at the young man who appeared from the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword* and looked about the same age as Ye Anping. She quickly reacted and bowed. "Greetings, Grandpa Yun."
*"Hmph, at least you're polite."* Yun Jian's spirit looked at Yun Yiyi, crossed his arms, and nodded in approval before turning to look at Ye Anping and Xiao Yunluo, who were behind him.
The slightly mischievous eyes under the golden bangs stared at Xiao Yunluo for a while, and then Yun Jian frowned. *"Ooh? That little woman Red Moon, she really hatched that black dragon egg, eh?"*
Ye Anping cupped his hands. "Greetings, Master."
However, Xiao Yunluo was confused. She couldn't see Immortal Yun Jian, but when she saw the reactions of Yun Tianchong, who was just beaten up out of the blue, Ye Anping, and Yun Yiyi, as well as the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword* floating in front of them, she roughly guessed it and hurriedly followed Ye Anping's example and bowed. "Greetings... Immortal Yun Jian?"
Meanwhile, Yun Tianchong had climbed up from the pit. He was no longer in the mood to care about Yun Xi. When he saw his father's spirit in the sky, he couldn't believe it.
"Dad! You're not dead?!"
?
A vein popped out on Yun Jian's forehead as he raised his fist and cursed. *"Who are you cursing, you brat?"*
However, the fist did not swing out.
He looked at his useless son with a complicated expression in his eyes, then sighed and turned his head. *"Ye kid, go on your way."*
"..."
Ye Anping looked at Yun Yiyi and Yun Tianchong with the feeling that he had triggered a plotline that was not in the game. After hesitating for a while, he decided not to say anything. He cupped his hands and pulled Xiao Yunluo to continue flying toward the immortal boat.
After they went further away, Immortal Yun Jian let out a long breath and glanced at Yun Tianchong again, murmuring. *"It's good you're still alive."*
Then, he faded away, and the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword* also turned into an ice-blue spiritual light, catching up with Ye Anping before entering his storage bag.
Soon after, with a trumpet blast, the dozens of immortal ships docked slowly left the ground and chased after the setting sun, gradually drifting away.
Yun Tianchong stood in front of the pit where Yun Xi was, watching as the fleet disappeared behind the mountains tens of miles away. He then recovered from his daze and quickly turned to pull Yun Xi out of the pit. "Ah? Little Xi... are you okay?"
Yun Xi wanted to speak, but in the end, she didn't. With a defeated expression, she simply looked at the azure sky and relaxed.
Yun Yiyi walked over. "Well, it's like this."
"Ah... what's going on?"
"Anping learned the sword techniques and tactics from my grandfather, but he is an outsider after all, and I have the bloodline of the Yun family. After marrying Anping, the offspring born will also be included in the Yun family tree. Whether you agree or not, it does not count."
"..."
Yun Tianchong looked at Yun Yiyi and asked with some grievance, "Yiyi, why don't I take you to the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect and discuss it with his father? Although that Ye brat isn't bad, he already has the Young Miss of the ***Black Star*** Sect and that Pei girl. You will have to wait in line to marry him..."
Yun Yiyi frowned. "Father, who is the Young Miss of the Sword Sect?"
"You..."
"I am the Eldest Miss in the Sword Sect, and I will marry Ye Anping! There is no room for negotiation. I have already talked with Sister Pei and Young Miss Xiao."
"..."
"..."
Yun Tianchong looked at Yun Xi, who had a resigned look on her face and said nothing more. He sighed and hurriedly brought her to the *Medical Pavilion* on **Central Peak**.
Yun Yiyi heaved a sigh of relief. She turned to look at the fleet that had already disappeared into the horizon and smiled. "Anping, see you later~"
Then, she summoned her flying sword and headed toward **Flowing Water Peak**.
...
*Whoosh---*
The immortal boat cut through the clouds as it sailed over the snowy plains in the **Southern Region**.
Ye Anping stood at the bow, looking at the mountains in the distance. Seeing that there were no people around, he took out the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword* and tried to call out. "Master?"
However, Immortal Yun Jian didn't seem to follow his orders. He waited for a long time, but there was no movement from the sword.
After a while, he put the sword back into his storage bag.
The spirit that came out of the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword* was actually not Immortal Yun Jian himself. He had died under the siege of several sect masters of the demonic sects a thousand years ago. The only thing left inside the sword was his sword spirit.
A spiritual weapon that had followed Immortal Yun Jian for a thousand years and inherited his memories.
Although players could obtain this sword in the game, and the item list also stated that the sword hosted Immortal Yun Jian's sword spirit, it would not actually appear in front of players.
It was the same as Xiao Tian's existence. There was no Xiao Tian in the game either...
As Ye Anping was looking into the distance, thinking about Yun Jian's matter, Xiao Yunluo sneakily approached from behind. "Anping, just now..."
"Oh, yes, you don't know yet. That figure was Immortal Yun Jian's sword spirit. I got it by chance when I came to the Sword Sect with my sister and Feng Yu Die last time."
"Then... should I ask Mr. Qi about it when we're back in the ***Black Star*** Sect for you?"
"No need. It's no big deal." Ye Anping shrugged slightly, then looked at her. "Right, do you remember what happened in the *Seven Dragon Valley*?"
Back in the *Seven Dragon Valley*, she and Yun Yiyi together...
*Bang---*
Seeing Xiao Yunluo blushing, Ye Anping knocked on her wrapped-up head, sighing helplessly. "Not that."
"Oh..."
"I told you to ask your mother about your identity as the black dragon, and then take me to see her."
Xiao Yunluo only remembered when she heard this and nodded hurriedly.
"Oh... well, I'll go back and ask. Anping, haven't we been in the Sword Sect for several days?"
"Yes... why?"
"But why do I feel like we've only been here for a day? Did I lose my memory? Could it be because of these dragon horns?"
?
Ye Anping was silent for a moment before he realized what Yun Yiyi had done. No wonder he hadn't seen Xiao Yunluo for a few days. Yun Yiyi had said that she didn't want to come out and was resting alone in the room. It seemed that...
"Oh... is that so? Yesterday, you, Yun Yiyi, Lianxue, and I played cards and drank together. You drank several jars. Have you forgotten?"
Xiao Yunluo frowned slightly and shook her head. "I don't remember..."
"That's probably because you drank too much and lost your memory."
Ye Anping smiled and held her hand as they walked back to the cabin.
"Where's my sister?"
"She's downstairs. The Second Idiot is there too..."
"That's fine, I'll play mahjong with you guys. Didn't you lose a lot of spirit stones to the Second Idiot before? This time, I'll help you win it back."
Xiao Yunluo pursed her lips and said in a small voice, "Well... Actually, it's fine if we don't call the Second Idiot. Let her be... We can play mahjong for three."
"Then, she will feel isolated and cry again."
"...That's also true."
