" Bored!" Shen Qingyue shrugged, took out a futon from her spatial ring, and sat cross-legged on it.
"Do you like Ling Yi?" Zhuang Yuerong asked in return.
Yunshu nodded first, then shook her head. "It's not a matter of liking or disliking, but Ling Yi's style of doing things is quite to my liking."
"Only talking about interests, not feelings?" Shen Qingyue said with a smile.
Yunshu shook her head and pointed.
"There's a saying that goes, 'Familiarity breeds affection.' We're already bound to Ling Yi Ling Yi, and we'll inevitably follow him in the future. Do you think it's possible for us to find other Daoist partners under these circumstances?"
" To Borrow Ling Yi's words!" Zhuang Yuerong also took out a futon from her spatial ring and sat cross-legged on it.
"A cultivation partner would only hinder my cultivation speed. I'll just focus on cultivating immortality; why would I need a cultivation partner? With Ling Yi around, we don't need to worry about inner demons."
"You're the last person who has the right to say that, aren't you? Wait until the Third Young Master is Resurrection," Yunshu said with a smile.
Zhuang Yuerong's expression turned serious, and she shook her head, saying, "You're overthinking it. There has never been love between me and the Third Young Master, only gratitude."
"He was a person with great love, a noble and kind person; such a person would find it difficult to find love."
Shen Qingyue and Yunshu exchanged bewildered glances. What kind of assessment was this? What did it mean to have great love but find it difficult to have romantic love?
Seeing the two women's gazes, Zhuang Yuerong shook her head helplessly and said, "This is hard to explain to you. In short, there is absolutely no love between me and the Third Young Master."
After saying that, Zhuang Yuerong closed her eyes, seemingly entering a meditative state.
However, no Immortal Power emanated from his body.
In reality, cultivation is of no meaning to these individuals who have been given special advantages.
Now that they have achieved the realm of the Mortal Immortal Realm, the Spiritual Qi of the mortal world is no longer sufficient to support their cultivation.
At this moment, Zhuang Yuerong appeared to be cultivating, but in reality, she was deducing the Mage God in her mind.
I learned this from Ling Yi.
Although the girls did not possess Ling Yi's extraordinary comprehension and deductive abilities, their souls were powerful and their Wisdom was A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality.
Unable to create cultivation techniques, and unable to deduce advanced versions of existing techniques.
However, if you are familiar with the technique, you can mentally rehearse its movement and pay attention to the details.
It wasn't just Zhuang Yuerong who did this; the other women had also developed the habit of practicing their cultivation techniques every day.
The next morning, Ling Yi and his group of six headed towards the palace early in the morning.
"It seems that the Qianwu Empire has been completely infiltrated by the Blood Demon Sect," Yunshu said, looking at the crowds coming and going on the street.
Just like in Lin Xian City, these people all had sallow complexions, were malnourished, and severely deficient in Qi and Blood.
There were blood draw marks on almost every part of my wrist.
However, these people were dressed much better than those in Lin Xian City.
Just then, a group of people dressed in white Daoist robes and carrying long swords escorted a man out of a manor.
Ling Yi and his companions were instantly drawn to these people.
"These people all possess strong Aura, comparable to Qi Refining or even Foundation Establishment Stage. They should be Innate Martial Practitioner among Martial Practitioner," Yunshu analyzed.
"Especially the one in the middle, he's probably already surpassed the Grandmaster and reached the Celestial Master level!"
The Celestial Master realm is already the pinnacle of the mortal world.
Their Combat is no less than that of the Golden Core Realm cultivator.
"What a coincidence!" Ling Yi murmured.
Upon hearing Ling Yi's words, the girls all looked at Ling Yi curiously.
"You know him?" Gao Lan asked.
"Don't you think their Aura is familiar?" Shen Qingyue asked.
"Yes, the Aura emanating from Junior Brother Ling Yi is very familiar." Mengli nodded.
"Of course you know best; you're the only one who slept with Junior Brother Ling Yi," Gao Lan laughed.
Mengli blushed immediately.
That's what they say, but does "sleep" mean the same thing?
"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. I only wanted to befriend Ling Yi."
"So, are you asleep or not?"
"Um, Junior Brother Ling Yi, are these people from the Blood Demon Sect?" Mengli changed the subject.
Ling Yi remained silent, looking at the group of Martial Practitioner dressed in Daoist robes who appeared quite serious.
This group seemed to be heading in the same direction as Ling Yi and his group.
The middle-aged Daoist priest who was originally in charge did not pay attention to his surroundings and just led his people on their way.
But the conversation between Gao Lan and the other girls piqued his interest.
He then turned around and glanced back.
With just one glance, the middle-aged man stopped in his tracks.
The next moment, his Ying Yi and he appeared in front of Ling Yi.
"Ancestor, is that you?" the middle-aged man said, his voice trembling with excitement.
"It's rare that you still remember me," Ling Yi said with a smile.
"Is it really you, Ancestor? This disciple, Ao Hongyue, pays respects to Ancestor." The middle-aged man knelt directly before Ling Yi.
He prostrated himself in a deep bow.
Ling Yi said helplessly, "I told you before that I don't care about these things. Don't you know that it makes me very embarrassed every time you kneel down?"
"Please forgive me, Ancestor. I was just too excited to see you, that's why I acted that way." Ao Hongyue smiled sheepishly before standing up.
" Ao Hongyue, is he the current leader of the Blood Demon Sect?" Zhuang Yuerong with some surprise.
"Yes, disciple Ao Hongyue greets everyone, um... Master's wife?"
Just as Ling Yi was about to explain, Gao Lan spoke first, "I am your master's wife!"
Then Mengli said, "This is your junior master's wife."
"Hey, how did I become the junior master's wife?"
"You're the youngest, so of course you're the junior mistress!"
"Is this based on age? Isn't it based on first come, first served? According to the order, I am the Grandmaster's wife." Mengli said instinctively.
After saying that, he immediately realized that he had been tricked by Gao Lan.
" Gao Lan, are you trying to die?!"
"See, you've finally said what was on your mind."
"Stop joking around, you can't take jokes like that." Ling Yi quickly stopped the two women from talking.
If we let them continue, who knows what else they might say.
There are some things that you can't say, and if you don't say them, you can pretend not to know, but saying them can easily lead to trouble.
Ling Yi ignored Gao Lan and Mengli's antics and went to Ao Hongyue, tapping him on the forehead. "Don't overthink it, they are all my senior sisters from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
"Ancestor, you've joined the Immortal Gate and embarked on the Immortal Path?" Ao Hongyue asked excitedly.
"Yes, I was fortunate enough to join Immortal Gate and embark on the Immortal Path. What about you?"
Ao Hongyue's expression dimmed slightly. "I went to the Savage Region five years ago, hoping to join Immortal Gate, but unfortunately, I lacked Spiritual Root talent and was expelled."
"Now I can only hope for a smooth Martial Dao, to become Martial God, to condense Pseudo Spiritual Root, and to defy fate."
"Why seek immortality? Martial arts are immortality itself," Ling Yi said, shaking his head.
"Ancestor, you mean..." Ao Hongyue's eyes lit up.
"We'll talk about that later. First, tell me what's going on with you? It's been seven years since we last met. I heard you're doing quite well!"
"Hehe, I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Ancestor. If it weren't for your guidance back then, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today." Ao Hongyue chuckled sheepishly.
Ling Yi couldn't help but laugh too.
In Ling Yi's past seventeen years, he had friends, brothers, disciples, and even lovers, but in the end, they were all for the sake of cultivation techniques or treasures.
Backstabbing of the backstabber, betrayal of the betrayer.
Only Ao Hongyue could be considered a disciple that Ling Yi could barely acknowledge.
A person who cultivates demonic arts and joins Demonic Cult, yet is wholeheartedly devoted to justice, is truly an oddity.
I just wonder if Ao Hongyue still holds onto her original aspirations.