The sky was just beginning to lighten.
The guest rooms at Drunken Moon Tower were in an even bigger mess.
The water stains on the ground had long since dried, and torn clothes were scattered everywhere, with an ambiguous and decadent atmosphere permeating the air.
Lin Wanyin slowly opened her eyes, feeling as if her whole body had been disassembled and reassembled, with a soreness permeating every bone.
She tried to move her fingers, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her arm.
This beast!
She turned her head to look to her side.
Chu Yunfei was sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, his breathing steady and long.
He was only wearing a casually draped outer robe, revealing a large expanse of his strong, muscular chest, with several ambiguous scratch marks still visible on his skin.
Noticing her gaze, Chu Yunfei opened his eyes. His dark eyes showed no sign of fatigue, but rather were full of energy.
" Aunt Lin, you're awake?" He grinned, a smile that, in Lin Wanyin, was incredibly irritating.
Lin Wanyin remained silent, only staring coldly at him, her eyes filled with shame, indignation, and anger that almost materialized.
She tried to mobilize the spiritual energy within her body, and the next moment, she was completely stunned.
An unprecedented surge of powerful spiritual energy coursed through his meridians, vigorous and pure, far surpassing its previous strength.
Heavenly Origin Realm Fifth Layer!
Another breakthrough?
She had painstakingly cultivated for so long, expending countless resources to finally break through to the first level, only to have this bastard torment her all night, forcibly raising her level by two?
The feeling was so absurd that she momentarily forgot her anger.
Seeing her dazed expression, Chu Yunfei's smile deepened.
"How does it feel? Don't you think cultivating with me is pretty good?"
Lin Wanyin snapped out of her daze, recalling the increasingly outrageous behavior this bastard had shown her last night. The shame welled up in her heart again. She pulled the blanket over herself, covering herself up completely, leaving only her fiery eyes showing.
"Roll!"
"You're just telling me to get out of here? Aunt Lin, you're really... heartless." Chu Yunfei deliberately dragged out his words, slowly getting off the bed, picking up his pants from the floor and putting them on.
As he straightened his robes, he said, "It's dawn; I should be going."
Lin Wanyin's body visibly stiffened.
She pulled the blanket tighter around herself, and a muffled voice came from under the covers. "It's better that you're gone."
"Oh," Chu Yunfei responded, walked to the table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp.
A brief silence fell over the room.
Lin Wanyin's mind was in turmoil.
Sometimes she wanted to slap the bastard who had ruined her reputation and held her incriminating evidence against her, but when she thought about his journey to the capital, the uncertain road ahead, and the dangers lurking everywhere, a sense of worry inexplicably arose in her heart.
That place is a hundred times more dangerous than Qingyang City.
"You..." Lin Wanyin finally couldn't hold back any longer. She lifted a corner of the blanket, looked at his back, and said coldly, "When you get to the capital, be careful. Don't think that everything will be fine just because the princess is protecting you. The waters in the capital are much deeper than you think."
Chu Yunfei turned around and looked at her feignedly cold face, suddenly finding it somewhat amusing.
This woman, though she was clearly worried to death inside, insisted on putting on an act as if she was just casually reminding him not to die too young.
He walked a few steps to the bedside, bent down, and leaned close to her.
" Aunt Lin, are you worried about me?"
His warm breath brushed against her face, and Lin Wanyin's cheeks flushed instantly. She shrank back abruptly, covering her face with the blanket, leaving only her eyes showing as she glared at him, both embarrassed and angry.
"Who cares about you! I'm just afraid that if you die, the photographic stone will fall into someone else's hands and cause me trouble!"
"Don't worry." Chu Yunfei reached out and pinched her puffed-up cheek. "Your man is tough. Lots of people want me dead, but look at me, I'm still alive and kicking."
"Who's your man! Shameless!" Lin Wanyin slapped his hand away, then shrank into the blanket, wrapping herself up like a dumpling.
Chu Yunfei laughed and stopped teasing her.
Lin Wanyin is like a jar of the strongest wine; it's spicy and pungent at first taste, but once you're hooked, you'll crave it and can't stop.
He shook his head, straightened his robes, and his expression returned to its usual calm.
"I'm leaving now. I hope that when we meet again, Aunt Lin will be a master in the Late Stage of the Heavenly Origin Realm."
After saying that, he turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
Lin Wanyin peeked out from under the covers after hearing the door open and close.
She was now alone in the room, the air still lingering with that bastard's scent.
Looking at the messy bed and the bruises on her body, her eyes welled up with tears.
But then, she felt an unprecedented surge of power within her, and her emotions became extremely complex.
After a long while, she finally let out a long sigh, threw back the covers, and prepared to get up.
Anyway, let's get out of here first.
Half an hour later, in the backyard of the Pill Pavilion.
When Chu Yunfei arrived, Ling Xueyao and Wen Jiao had already been waiting in the pavilion for a long time.
Today, Ling Xueyao wore a clean, light yellow dress and still wore a veil. Her temperament was aloof and noble, as if the woman who lost her composure in the tea pavilion yesterday was just an illusion.
Wen Jiao was still dressed in white, her aloofness unchanged.
Seeing Chu Yunfei walk in, Wen Jiao's expression became somewhat unnatural, but she still nodded as a greeting.
Ling Xueyao, however, calmly looked at him and said indifferently, "Young Master Chu seems quite leisurely, keeping me waiting."
Chu Yunfei grinned. "It is my fault for keeping Your Highness waiting. It was mainly because I had a long talk with an old friend last night, discussing the profound truths of life, which took up some time."
Hearing this, Wen Jiao, who was standing behind Ling Xueyao, blushed slightly and glared at Chu Yunfei.
That guy never says a single serious word.
Ling Xueyao glanced at him, seemingly unwilling to dwell on the topic.
"Isn't Pavilion Master Wen coming to the capital with us?" Chu Yunfei glanced around, then turned his gaze to Wen Jiao and asked with some surprise.
Wen Jiao shook her head, a hint of apology on her beautiful face. "No, there are still many matters in Qingyang City that require my personal attention. Moreover, I need to use the Pill Pavilion's channels to secretly investigate the recent movements of the Heavenly Sword Sect."
She paused, walked up to Chu Yunfei, and lowered her voice slightly. "The Imperial City is not like Qingyang City. Your journey there is fraught with danger, so be careful in everything you do. If you encounter any trouble that you cannot resolve, you can go to the Imperial City Pill Pavilion and find the Grand Pavilion Master. Just say you are a friend of mine, Wen Jiao."
After saying that, she seemed to realize that her words had been a bit too intimate, and her ears turned slightly red. She added, "After all, we still have a profit-sharing agreement regarding the pill formula."
"Okay, I've got it." Chu Yunfei felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at her insincere expression.
This woman, who seems cold on the outside but is warm on the inside, is quite interesting.
Ling Xueyao, who was standing to the side, watched the interaction between the two. Her eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't say anything.
She stood up. "It's getting late, we should set off. The sooner we arrive, the sooner my father will be out of danger."
"Good."
Chu Yunfei and Wen Jiao also stood up.
The three of them walked out of the pavilion and came to the most open space in the backyard of the Pill Pavilion.
The black-robed man who had been following Ling Xueyao was already waiting there.
Ling Xueyao took out a palm-sized, exquisitely crafted flying boat model made entirely of white jade from her storage ring.
She silently recited the incantation and casually tossed it aside.
The flying boat model grew longer in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a magnificent flying boat about ten zhang long and three zhang wide, quietly floating in mid-air.
The flying boat was radiant with light, covered with intricate array runes, and emanated a powerful surge of spiritual energy.
"The royal Cloud-Chasing Boat can travel 80,000 li a day, and at full speed, it can reach the capital in three days," Ling Xueyao explained, then leaped first, landing lightly on the deck.
The man in black robes followed closely behind.
Chu Yunfei turned around and glanced at Wen Jiao.
"Take care." Wen Jiao looked at him and said only two words.
"You too." Chu Yunfei smiled, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and landed steadily on the deck of the Cloud-Chasing Boat.
Wen Jiao stood there, watching the Cloud-Chasing Boat slowly rise into the sky, transform into a streak of light, and disappear into the horizon in an instant. She did not look away for a long time.
Uncle Yao appeared behind her unnoticed and sighed softly, "Miss, why are you doing this to yourself?"
Wen Jiao didn't turn around, her voice very soft. " Uncle Yao, you don't understand."
at the same time.
In an inconspicuous corner of Qingyang City.
A middle-aged man dressed in gray cloth, with an ordinary demeanor like a passerby, also looked up at the direction where the airship had disappeared.
He took out a black communication talisman from his pocket, his lips moving slightly.
"The target has departed on the Cloud-Chasing Boat and is expected to pass through the Black Wind Mountain Range in two days."
"Everything is proceeding according to plan."
After saying that, he crushed the communication talisman, turned around, and disappeared into the bustling crowd as if he had never been there.