Chapter 49
Ye Zhenzhen nimbly dodged his embrace, pointed to a cluster of Daffodil with green skirts and blue ribbons beside her, and said with a sweet smile, "First Senior Brother, I can't resist these beautiful flowers. Second Senior Sister loves flowers too, why don't you pick some for her and take them over?"
Ye Qinghui squatted down noncommittally and quickly gathered a large bunch of beautiful Daffodil. The golden stamens of the Daffodil were like little suns in the dark night, shimmering with bright light.
[Great! Second Senior Sister will definitely love these flowers.] Ye Zhenzhen was so happy that she danced around, revealing two adorable dimples as she smiled.
She was just about to drag her First Senior Brother to find Ye Qingyao when a large bouquet of flowers was shoved into her hand.
"Junior Sister, these flowers aren't for Second Junior Sister, they're for you." Ye Qinghui said in a gentle tone that even she herself didn't realize. "These flowers are golden yellow, they suit you so well, like you wearing a yellow dress, running freely and happily on the green grass."
"Me? But..." The Little Glutinous Rice Ball was about to push the flowers away when she fell into a warm and strong embrace.
Ye Qinghui carefully picked her up and lifted her high into the air.
Her little face looked even softer and cuter against the backdrop of the Daffodil, like a round and plump little glutinous rice ball. Her eyes were dark and round, like the filling of a sesame glutinous rice ball, looking very sweet.
He couldn't resist moving closer and planting a kiss on her small face.
It's very light, very soft, and very pure.
He felt that this night was more beautiful than ever before.
Not far behind them, a young boy who had been secretly watching also witnessed this scene and clenched his fists involuntarily.
Anger surged from the depths of his heart to the top of his head, flowing through his limbs and bones. A thick black aura emanated from Ye Qingchuan's entire body, making him extremely conspicuous in the night.
"Third Senior Brother?" The Little Glutinous Rice Ball stared wide-eyed at him, then nervously gasped.
Why is he here too?
Ye Qingchuan: What, can't I come?
You called both of them, but why didn't you call me?
It's so sour...
I'm so sour, I'm like a lemon.
Chapter 49
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The next morning, before dawn, Ye Qingchuan came to find Ye Zhenzhen to practice swordsmanship.
[No way, why are you waking me up so early? I'm never this early...] Ye Zhenzhen kept her eyes closed, half asleep and half awake, refusing to open them no matter what she did.
"Early? Not at all," Ye Qingchuan said sarcastically. "Could it be that you spent too much time with others last night, enjoying the flowers and the moon, and went to bed too late?"
Ye Zhenzhen had a bad feeling. She suddenly opened her eyes and immediately saw two obvious dark circles under Ye Qingchuan's beautiful Auspicious Phoenix Eyes. It seemed he hadn't slept well that night.
It's over.
She was crying uncontrollably inside.
He must know I was trying to matchmake my Second Senior Sister and First Senior Brother, and he's holding a grudge against me.
Just as she expected, Ye Qingchuan's Sword Qi was particularly fierce that day, carrying a storm of rage and unexpected sharpness, leaving her flustered and unable to defend herself.
The small body kept dodging, but it accidentally tripped and fell heavily to the ground.
As he approached, brandishing the Tai Chang Sword, the blade radiating a scorching and dangerous aura, the Little Glutinous Rice Ball curled up into a tiny ball, crying in fear, "[Help! I'm just a child, I don't want to die...]"
When the sword tip was only a finger's width away from her body, he suddenly stopped. "What? Scared?"
"No, it's... I'm afraid..."
"If you were afraid, why didn't you call me last night? Am I so dispensable to you?" The young boy's face was full of anger, which he made no attempt to hide.
She couldn't possibly tell him that she wanted to arrange for her First Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister to Dual Cultivation, could she? He would definitely be even angrier and might just kill her.
After hesitating for a moment, Ye Zhenzhen presented the Phoenix-Pattern Treasure Cauldron, her smile ingratiating, "[Third Senior Brother, I was wrong last night. I'll definitely invite you next time we go flower viewing. This Phoenix-Pattern Treasure Cauldron allows us to increase our cultivation tenfold in the same amount of time. It's a treasure even the Demon Venerable Lord covets. I haven't even let First Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister practice on it. Why don't we give it a try?]"
Upon hearing the words "didn't give it to First Senior Brother," Ye Qingchuan's anger finally subsided somewhat, and he said with a slight smile, "Alright, I'll spar with you."
Ye Zhenzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She had no intention of giving up such a wonderful cultivation artifact. Cultivation was a difficult and arduous path, so why not take the shortcut? She knew that her Third Senior Brother would agree to practice with her if her First Senior Brother was unwilling to do so.
The two faced each other, opened the white half of the Phoenix-Pattern Treasure Cauldron, sat cross-legged in a lotus posture, gently placed their hands on their sides, closed their eyes, and began their meditation practice.
A surge of white Spiritual Qi flowed into their bodies, which they absorbed with relish, feeling their inner energies becoming increasingly full and their overall strength growing stronger.
In just one hour, the two of them improved their cultivation level by the amount they would normally gain in 10 hours of practice. It truly lived up to its reputation as a High Antiquity treasure.
Suddenly, two streams of energy, one white and one black, one cold and one hot, rose up simultaneously and clashed wildly within Ye Qingchuan's body. The Devil Qi of fire gradually overwhelmed the Spiritual Qi of ice, swirling around him and seeping into his skin, meandering and raging through his meridians.
The young boy's face twisted and contorted, as if he were about to fall into that boundless abyss of demonic power.
Ye Zhenzhen was startled by the scene before her. What was going on? He was clearly absorbing Spiritual Qi, so why did her Third Senior Brother look like he was about to Fallen into Demonic Cultivation prematurely?
She shook his body violently, trying to dispel the Devil Qi and wake him up so he wouldn't be devoured by Devil Qi, but she accidentally fell into a hazy white mist.
That was his Sea of Consciousness.
Mortal World.
The little boy, who had just turned one year old, was taught swordsmanship by a master hired by his mother at great expense. He could not even walk properly, nor could he hold the sword steadily, but his mother and master forced him to practice non-stop, repeating even a simple foot movement a hundred times.