Chapter 290

Chapter 290: A Thunderclap in Clear Skies! You Are Yao Ge’s Son!

Thirty days later.

They had finally arrived at the borders of the Qian Domain.

The Black-White Academy was located here.

After this period of rest and recuperation, Feng Laiyi’s injuries had improved significantly.

Her complexion was now rosy and radiant, and the mature charm about her had become even more pronounced.

Every movement she made was incredibly alluring.

Qingyu Phoenix hovered in the sky, waiting for the two people on its back to make a decision.

“I didn’t expect time to pass so quickly.” Feng Laiyi leaned against Meng Changqing’s chest, her expression gentle, devoid of the majesty of a Royal.

“Yeah.” Meng Changqing gently stroked Feng Laiyi’s silky hair.

The Demon God Gu poison in her body had not been completely cleansed yet. She needed to return to the Holy Land for further treatment.

As for him, he would be heading to the Black-White Academy to study further.

Then, he would wait for the opening of the Tower of Ascension.

Feng Laiyi had already explained this supreme-grade sacred artifact in detail. Its significance was extraordinary.

No wonder even the Holy Lands coveted it.

He had to find a way to claim it!

“I originally planned to assign you a protector, but since you already have one, I won’t be redundant,” Feng Laiyi said.

During this time, she hadn’t pried too much. Everyone had their own secrets.

“Then, let’s part ways for now. Once the Tower of Ascension event is over, I’ll come find you at the Linglong Holy Land,” Meng Changqing said.

Mm.

Though she cherished this moment of warmth, reality didn’t allow them to linger.

Both of them had their own matters to handle.

“By the way, I gave you the Linglong Sacred Token. Use it if needed. Though the Linglong Holy Land isn’t as powerful as it once was, it’s still a Holy Land with deep foundations. It can offer you help,” Feng Laiyi continued.

“Don’t worry, I remember.” Meng Changqing smiled, then suddenly recalled something. “Speaking of which, I actually have some connections with your Linglong Holy Land.”

“Oh?” Feng Laiyi was surprised and looked up to meet Meng Changqing’s gaze.

“This.” Meng Changqing took out a token.

It looked similar to the one Feng Laiyi had given him, but this one was silver.

Whoosh!

The moment Feng Laiyi saw the token, her expression changed instantly.

She abruptly stood up from Meng Changqing’s embrace.

Her body trembled slightly.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief.

“What’s wrong?” Meng Changqing also stood up.

He hadn’t originally planned to say anything, but now that they had already been intimate and would surely become Dao companions in the future, there was no need to hide certain things.

Judging from Feng Laiyi’s reaction, she must have known his mother.

But was such a big reaction necessary?

“This token… where did you get it?” Feng Laiyi’s hands clenched slightly under her sleeves.

A bad premonition rose in her heart.

Even a terrifying thought emerged!

“This is my mother’s token. My aunt said that with this, I could seek the Linglong Holy Land’s assistance. Oh, right, my aunt’s name is Gu Hongyu.” Meng Changqing replied.

Crack!

It was like a thunderclap in clear skies!

Feng Laiyi’s face turned deathly pale.

Even her footing became unstable, and she stumbled back several steps.

Meng Changqing hurried forward to support her.

“Mother… Hongyu…” Hearing those words, Feng Laiyi finally understood why, when she first saw Meng Changqing, she had felt that inexplicable sense of familiarity!

It was like looking at Yao Ge from the past!

Because Meng Changqing was Yao Ge’s son!

And now, she had unknowingly become intimate with the son of her own disciple!

In the cultivation world, according to moral principles, this was completely…

Unacceptable…

But how could this be possible?

The elders of the sect had clearly stated that Yao Ge had died at the edge of the Central Province, leaving no descendants!

For a moment, Feng Laiyi was unable to process it.

She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, utterly overwhelmed.

Even Meng Changqing’s urgent calls faded into the background.

Boom!

Meng Changqing was lightly pushed away.

Feng Laiyi transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky, fleeing into the distance.

She quickly disappeared from sight.

“Don’t follow me!”

Meng Changqing instinctively wanted to chase after her.

But at that moment, Feng Laiyi’s voice echoed in his mind.

“What’s going on?” Meng Changqing frowned slightly.

He looked down at the token in his hand. Feng Laiyi clearly knew his mother.

But why had she reacted like that?

It wasn’t anger.

Nor was it disgust.

It was too strange.

“Forget it.” Meng Changqing shook his head.

He was merely at the Marquis Realm, how could he possibly catch up to a Royal?

He should continue on to the Black-White Academy instead.

This was now the territory of the Linglong Holy Land, not a remote place like Qingqiu Mountain.

No one would dare make a move here.

Besides, Feng Laiyi’s condition had already improved greatly, she could now exert seventy to eighty percent of her usual strength.

She wouldn’t be in any danger.

Screech!

Receiving its orders, Qingyu Phoenix sped toward the Black and White Academy.

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Buzz~

Moments later.

A figure reappeared.

It was Feng Laiyi.

Right now, she felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.

“I should have thought of this.

“All these years, I have never seen a single person who resembled Yao Ge!

“Why did a young man suddenly appear who does?”

Feng Laiyi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

If it weren’t for the sect elders’ misdirection, she would have considered this possibility long ago, and things wouldn’t have come to this.

To have shared such intimacy with the son of her disciple…

The sheer shame of it was unbearable!

If Yao Ge was still alive, she would probably be pointing at her nose and cursing her out right now.

In the cultivation world, relationships between masters and disciples were already taboo — let alone between a grandmaster and her… disciple’s son!

“What should I do?” Feng Laiyi was completely unsettled.

Especially after learning from Meng Changqing that Hongyu was also still alive.

Gu Hongyu might not have been her direct disciple, but she was still an official disciple.

If she found out what had happened… what would she think of me?

Sigh.

Feng Laiyi stood there for a long time, feeling only a deep sense of melancholy.

She had no idea what to do.

On one hand, there was the ethical taboo.

On the other, her feelings for Meng Changqing were undeniable.

“I’ll just take it one step at a time.

“Meng Lang… Changqing, he doesn’t seem to know my identity yet.”

Feng Laiyi looked at her hands.

“If he finds out, will he curse me? Hate me?

“A master who couldn’t even protect her own disciple, only to later… do something so scandalous with him.”