Published: February 24, 2025
After the five soul daoist left, Tan Yun's gaze turned cold. “I’m a waste fetal soul? Hmph, old fool, all the disciples of the Five Soul Lineage are nothing but trash in front of me!”
“A broken Five Soul Lineage? I wouldn’t even go if you begged me. Bah!”
“Mm.” Tan Yun nodded. “The inner sect chiefs are all cunning and treacherous, not a single good one among them.”
“Although I dislike the five soul chief, when I think about it, him not allowing me to approach Ziyan is only to prevent her from encountering any accidents because of me. From his perspective, it would be unreasonable to say he’s wrong.”
“Alright, let’s not talk about these unhappy things anymore.”
“Mm.” Zhong Wu Shi Yao smiled gently, reluctantly looking at Tan Yun. “The Danmai is 400,000 miles to the east of the Spirit Spring Immortal Mountain Domain, while the Qi Mai is 490,000 miles to the west. There are still nine days left before I need to report back to the Qi Mai. I have to go now.”
“Okay.” Tan Yun smiled.
Zhong Wu Shi Yao nodded and said softly, “Tan Yun, if you have time, will you come to the Qi Mai to see me?”
“Of course.” Tan Yun replied without hesitation.
Zhong Wu Shi Yao bit her lower lip tightly, turning her back to Tan Yun, her voice faint and nervous. “Tan Yun, today we part ways, and I don’t know when we will meet again. Can you… can you hug me once?”
Just as Zhong Wu Shi Yao gathered her courage to say “can you hug me,” suddenly, thunder roared in the sky, deafening enough that Tan Yun didn't hear her.
“Splash splash splash…”
Next, heavy rain poured down, covering the world in a deluge.
Zhong Wu Shi Yao glared angrily at the heavens, momentarily forgetting to use her spiritual power to protect herself. Her white dress, soaked and nearly transparent, clung to her body.
Tan Yun looked at Zhong Wu Shi Yao’s stunning and graceful silhouette, and in a flash, he appeared beside her. Then, with a snap of his fingers, a wisp of light golden spiritual power shot out from his fingertips, transforming into a light barrier that enveloped both him and Zhong Wu Shi Yao.
Tan Yun asked in confusion, “What did you just say?”
“Ah! It’s… it’s nothing.” Zhong Wu Shi Yao’s eyes were flustered, and at that moment, streams of spiritual power began to rise from her body, drying her wet dress in an instant.
Since Zhong Wu Shi Yao didn’t say anything more, Tan Yun couldn’t press her further. “Shi Yao, I’m worried about you going back to the Qi Mai alone. Let me escort you back.”
Zhong Wu Shi Yao's heart rippled with emotion. “Okay. But will you still have time to return to the Danmai?”
“Don’t worry, I can make it.” As Tan Yun spoke, he summoned his Flying Sword, which enlarged several times above his head.
After Tan Yun leaped onto the Flying Sword, he looked down at Zhong Wu Shi Yao, who was about to summon her own Flying Sword, and smiled slightly. “Your flying speed is not as fast as mine. Come up, I’ll take you.”
A hint of shyness passed over Zhong Wu Shi Yao's fair face, and then her skirt billowed as she leaped onto the Flying Sword, standing gracefully in front of Tan Yun. A unique masculine fragrance wafted from behind, entering her delicate, elegant nostrils.
With her back to Tan Yun, her cheeks flushed, and her beautiful eyes radiated sweet joy.
“Hold on tight.”
With his magnetic voice, the Flying Sword shot up into the sky at a staggering speed of 120,000 miles per day, heading towards the western horizon. In the distance, a melodious voice echoed from the sky, filled with surprise: “Tan Yun, you’re so fast!”
“How can you fly this quickly…”
Four days later, Tan Yun piloted the Flying Sword, carrying Zhong Wu Shi Yao, and landed at the entrance of the Qi Mai Mountain Gate: Qi Mai Immortal Mountain.
A towering stone sword, a thousand feet high, stood majestically at the entrance, appearing lifelike!
Zhong Wu Shi Yao stepped off the Flying Sword and smiled sweetly. “Thank you for bringing me back; there’s not much time left, so you should hurry to the Danmai.”