"What?!"
Wen Jiao's face paled, and without thinking, she grabbed his sleeve. "No, absolutely not!"
"The capital city has become a den of dragons and tigers. Ling Zhantian has murderous intent towards you, and the Cangyun Sect and the Puppet Sect will never let this go. The fact that the Grand Competition has been brought forward is also full of conspiracies. If you go back now, it will be tantamount to walking into a trap."
Wen Buqi nodded in agreement, "Young friend Chu, Jiao'er is absolutely right."
"I had previously learned of this within the Heavenly Sword Sect. The Heavenly Sword Sect's higher-ups have reached a consensus to seize the Giant Que Sword from you after the Seven Sects Grand Competition."
"If you return to the capital now, the three major sects and the royal family will never let you off the hook."
Heavenly Sword Sect?
Upon hearing these three words, a sinister smile crept across Chu Yunfei's lips.
Both old and new grudges have come together.
"Rest assured, everyone, I, Chu Yunfei, would never do anything to seek death."
Chu Yunfei gripped the Abyss-Devouring Sword at his waist, his eyes flashing with sharpness. " Ling Zhantian is seriously injured and would never dare to attack me in public anytime soon."
"As for the Seven Sects Grand Competition... they want to use it to set a trap to kill me, but I'm going to overturn their chessboard."
Seeing that Chu Yunfei was determined to leave, his eyes as resolute as iron, Wen Jiao knew she couldn't persuade him otherwise.
She took a deep breath, a resolute glint in her beautiful eyes.
"Since you insist on going back, I'll go back with you."
Seeing her resolute expression, Chu Yunfei felt a warmth in his heart and did not refuse. "Okay."
Wen Jiao asked, "When do we set off?"
Chu Yunfei said, "Tomorrow morning, let's rest and recuperate today."
Wen Buqi and Uncle Yao exchanged a glance, both seeing the deep, unyielding attachment and affection in their young mistress's eyes.
The two men, both seasoned and shrewd, exchanged a knowing bow.
"Since young friend Chu is unharmed, and I still have several batches of medicinal herbs to tend to in my alchemy room, I won't disturb you any longer."
Wen Buqi chuckled, pulled Uncle Yao out of the courtyard, and thoughtfully closed the gate behind him.
The courtyard has returned to peace.
Chu Yunfei turned his head and looked at Wen Jiao, whose face was flushed, a playful smile appearing on his lips.
" My Jiao'er, this is your first time visiting the Jade Firmament Sect. Won't you accompany your husband for a stroll?"
Wen Jiaojiao trembled slightly. She raised her shy and timid eyes and finally nodded her head almost imperceptibly.
"You... wait here for a moment, I'll go change my clothes."
A moment later, the two walked out of the courtyard side by side.
Wen Jiao changed into a light purple flowing fairy dress, with a thin white veil over it. Her figure was graceful, and her black hair danced lightly in the wind, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
Chu Yunfei naturally reached out and grasped that soft, boneless hand.
Wen Jiaojiao trembled slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to pull away, but feeling the heat from his palm, she finally obediently let him hold her hand.
The two strolled slowly along the bamboo grove and bluestone path behind the Jade Firmament Sect, a gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of herbs.
Chu Yunfei surveyed the surrounding pavilions and towers, and casually asked, " Jiao'er, as a former disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, why are you so familiar with the layout of the Jade Firmament Sect?"
Wen Jiao smiled softly and said gently, "My father is an honorary elder of the Jade Firmament Sect. I have suffered from the Heavenly Yin Baleful Intent Physique since childhood. The Pill Pavilion Jade Firmament Sect for many years to nourish my meridians."
"It wasn't until later, when my second grandfather was invited by the Heavenly Sword Sect to take up a position there, that I also received a title from the Heavenly Sword Sect, but I rarely returned to the Jade Firmament Sect."
Chu Yunfei nodded in realization, then glanced at him and smiled, "You rarely come back, could it be... because of that Zhou Heng?"
Wen Jiao stopped abruptly, her beautiful eyes widening in astonishment. "Husband... how did you know about this?"
Before she could finish speaking, Wen Jiao suddenly recalled the mysterious female voice that had rang out in the private room a few days ago.
Swish!
A startling blush instantly spread from her jade-like neck to the base of her ears.
That senior is inside Chu Yunfei's body...
Then wouldn't Chu Yunfei know everything about how she cried bitterly at Chu Yunfei bedside these past few days, and even how she offered herself to him?
Wen Jiao that she wanted to disappear into the ground, her head hanging low.
Seeing this, Chu Yunfei chuckled, turned around and pulled her into his arms, saying gently, " My Jiao'er, don't be shy. I remember all your feelings for me."
Wen Jiao buried her head in his firm chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. Her panicked mind gradually calmed down, and she whispered, "Just who is that senior...?"
"Just an old man residing in my body... He means me no harm, so you don't need to worry."
Wen Jiao nodded obediently and didn't ask any more questions.
After a moment of silence, Wen Jiao gently bit her lower lip, raised her eyes which held a hint of resentment and trepidation, and whispered, "Then... in my husband's heart, what place does Xueyao hold?"
Chu Yunfei noticed the hint of bitterness that flashed in her eyes, and his expression turned serious.
" Jiao'er, whether it's you or Xueyao, you are both women I, Chu Yunfei, will never let down in this life."
"I will always remember everything you have done for me. If you mind..."
I don't mind.
Wen Jiao quickly reached out and covered his thin lips, her eyes slightly red, and said softly, " Jiao'er 'm already content that I can save your life."
"As long as my husband always holds a place for his Jiao'er in his heart, that's enough."
Chu Yunfei's heart was burning with passion. Without saying another word, he lowered his head and forcefully kissed those luscious cherry lips.
However, the two were so engrossed in their tender moment that they did not notice that behind a rockery with a spiritual spring not far away, several passing inner disciples of the Jade Firmament Sect were staring in disbelief at the scene.
"Holy crap? Isn't that Miss Wen, the eldest daughter of the Pill Pavilion?!"
"She was... she was in a man's arms?"
"Who is that man in black? Zhou Heng, the Holy Son, has been pursuing Senior Sister Wen for years without even getting a good look from her. Where did this guy come from?"
One of the disciples' expressions changed drastically, and he hurriedly took out a crimson communication talisman.
"Quickly, report to Holy Son Zhou Heng immediately, something terrible has happened."
Not long after.
Inside the side hall of the main peak of the Jade Firmament Sect's Holy Son.
"Smack!"
Zhou Heng smashed the white jade teacup in his hand to the ground, shattering it into pieces.
He stared at the message transmitted through the jade talisman, his face contorted like a vengeful ghost, his eyes burning with boundless rage and jealousy.
"You bitch!!"
Zhou Heng's forehead veins bulged, and he let out a beast-like growl, "You pretend to be pure and chaste in front of me, but behind my back you're openly kissing and having sex with some wild man in broad daylight on the back mountain?"
"That good-for-nothing Chu Yunfei is half-dead, and you turned around and found another man?"
Zhou Heng's aura Divine Sea Realm First Level, suddenly exploded. He grabbed his sword with murderous intent and transformed into a streak of azure light, rushing madly out of the main hall.
"This holy son wants to see which blind bastard dares to touch the woman I've set my sights on."
The path behind the mountain.
Chu Yunfei slowly released Wen Jiao, looking at her swollen and alluring lips, and said with a wicked smile, "How does it feel?"
Wen Jiao and annoyance, saying angrily, "How annoying! There are disciples passing by..."
Chu Yunfei laughed heartily and was about to take her hand and continue walking forward.
boom!
High in the sky, a violent and chilling sword aura, carrying a bone-chilling killing intent, crashed down like a meteor onto the bluestone road dozens of feet away.
Smoke and dust billowed, and rocks crumbled.
Zhou Heng, disheveled and with a ferocious expression, emerged from the dust, sword in hand. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the two men's tightly clasped fingers, and he let out a shrill, mournful shriek.
"You two, get your filthy hands off me!!"