Transcending the Nine Heavens

CHAPTER 194: Color Makes One Lose Their Senses [Fifth Update!]

Zixie Qing was carrying Chu Le'er as they rushed towards the foot of the mountain named "Little Green Mountain" by Wei Wuyan.

Chu Yang released his divine thought to sense the surroundings, only to be taken aback.

There were at least thirty to forty experts searching the area around Little Green Mountain, but it seemed they had not found Wei Wuyan's master, Hong Wuliang.

If they had found him, these people would have likely retreated long ago.

"Wei Wuyan went in the southwest direction, and he was very cautious," Zixie Qing frowned and said. "It seems his master is hidden in the southwest."

Chu Yang nodded. "Since he's in hiding and doesn't want others to know, then even if it's in the mountains, he wouldn't build any houses... That would attract too much attention. So, Wei Wuyan and his master must be residing in a very hidden cave."

"Let's go," Zixie Qing smiled. "Although I don't have a good impression of such a master, since you want to help him, I have no choice but to assist you."

Chu Yang snapped his fingers. "After knowing you for so long, this is the most comforting thing you've said!"

Zixie Qing raised her eyebrows, looking at him with deep meaning. "Three times."

Chu Yang replied nonchalantly, "Three pieces."

Zixie Qing was referring to how Chu Yang owed her three instances of punishment, which she would temporarily set aside for now. However, Chu Yang was calm; he needed to improve his strength anyway. If she came to punish him, that would just help him grow stronger, and he could also earn some spiritual medicine from her—one piece at a time, three pieces in total.

"Let's go," Zixie Qing said.

"Alright," Chu Yang's spirit was lifted. "Let's sneak over."

"Sneak over?" Zixie Qing looked at him in surprise. "Why sneak? We should go over boldly! With these people, they aren't even enough for me to blow away in one breath..."

Chu Yang was drenched in sweat.

While they might not be enough for her to blow away, she wouldn’t take action herself; the only one who would take action would be me, the laborer...

"With me here, you don't need to be afraid!"

Zixie Qing patted her chest confidently.

Chu Yang had a bitter expression as he followed this big sister, who walked out with great swagger.

Just after taking ten steps, a voice called out, "Who is it?"

Chu Yang swaggered and replied, "It’s me!"

A middle-aged man in black appeared in front of a tree, looking suspiciously at Chu Yang. "Who are you?"

Chu Yang laughed heartily, "I am me."

The black-clad middle-aged man’s expression darkened, his gaze filled with a cruel mockery. "You are you? What kind of person are you?!"

Chu Yang twisted his neck and laughed, "If you’re not mistaken, I’m a man."

The black-clad middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, erupting in rage, "You brat!"

Chu Le'er couldn’t help but giggle.

This exchange of three questions and answers was simply absurd. The man's questions were reasonable, while Chu Yang's answers were purely clever.

The black-clad middle-aged man followed the sound of laughter and caught sight of Zixie Qing standing next to Chu Le'er.

Zixie Qing, dressed in white like snow with hair flowing like clouds, stood there as if she were in the moonlight. This ordinary place suddenly felt ethereal because of her presence, making it seem like it was not of this world, but rather a palace in the clouds.

No one could describe her beauty; no one could detail her features. In short, she was like a fairy from heaven, suddenly descended to the mortal realm.

She stood quietly, with a cold and indifferent expression that naturally exuded an air of unattainable grace, noble and pure, unparalleled and unique in the world!

The black-clad middle-aged man, once filled with anger, suddenly changed.

His anger remained, yet he froze, showing a dazed expression in his eyes. Unconsciously, he stared at Zixie Qing, his mouth agape, and unintentionally drool began to flow from the corner of his lips.