Chapter 205

Chapter 205

“Senior Brother Yang, you … you’re so awful! You only know how to bully me!” A blush appeared on Chu Xi’s cheeks, and she playfully punched his shoulder. Every time Yang Chen initiated one of those shameful acts, it would always start with this gesture.

Though it had been ten days since she last saw him and she wanted to spend some alone time together, Chu Xi hesitated, “Senior Brother Yang, the flying spirit boats will depart in a few hours. Shouldn’t we leave now? Otherwise, we might be late!”

Hearing this, Yang Chen’s lips curled up. His hands continued to run through her silky hair.

“We still have a few hours, as you said.”

“That’s plenty of time.”

“Well … fine! You really are impossible, Senior Brother Yang!”

Reluctantly, Chu Xi shot him a soft, reproachful look before following him into the room.

***

At this moment, in one of the martial arenas of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, thousands of disciples were gathered, each emanating spiritual light and an air of distinction.

Several enormous flying spirit vessels, each about a hundred feet in length, hovered in the sky. The disciples began boarding in an orderly fashion.

On the deck stood Zhan Qiuyun, clad in a flowing moon robe, her hair elegantly styled. The gentle breeze made her seem like a peerless immortal beauty.

The disciples and elders around her couldn’t help but look her way with admiration, though none dared to stare openly.

Everyone knew that while this Master of Youyue Peak might look like an ethereal beauty, she had a fearsome reputation for her ruthless methods and left mountains of corpses in her wake.

“Wench! She may look so noble and sacred, but she’s just been toyed with in Yang Chen’s arms! Cold and aloof in public, but who knows how shameless she is behind closed doors! When I’ve cultivated enough, I’ll make her taste her own medicine and make her bow to me!”

Among the crowd, Xiao Dong glared at Zhan Qiuyun with eyes full of resentment, his gaze wandering across her graceful figure as if trying to see through her moon robe.

He was determined to go to the Fallen Star Mountains this time. If he could acquire any treasures from those meteors from beyond the eighteen heavens, it would accelerate his cultivation.

And since his sister had awakened her Celestial Purple Physique, he’d surely benefit by staying close to her.

Just as Xiao Dong was about to board the spirit vessel, a cold voice sounded in his ear:

“Xiao Dong, where is your sister?” Startled, he looked up to see Zhan Qiuyun’s indifferent gaze.

Wench, pretending to be so aloof in front of me!

Though cursing inwardly, he still lowered his head in a respectful salute.

“Master, this disciple does not know.”

“Hmph, useless!” Zhan Qiuyun snorted impatiently and shifted her gaze away from Xiao Dong.

Seeing him only irritated her further. If it hadn’t been for Yang Chen’s meddling, she’d have turned him into dust with a single slap last time.

And where was that girl, Chu Xi? She’d been sent to fetch Yang Chen from his seclusion. What could possibly be keeping her so long?

Zhan Qiuyun made a seal with her jade hand, sending a ripple through space as she transmitted a message to Chu Xi, ordering her to come at once.

Moments later, two streaks of light shot across the sky and landed on the deck.

Yang Chen, dressed in white, appeared with a distinguished and elegant aura, emanating a powerful yet refined energy that made him look like a celestial being stepping down to the mortal world.

His appearance immediately attracted admiring glances from many of the female disciples nearby.

Beside him stood Chu Xi, her beauty unmatched. However, her cheeks were flushed, and her hair slightly disheveled—whether from the rush or something else was anyone’s guess.

“Master, apologies for the delay!” Chu Xi bowed respectfully to Zhan Qiuyun.

But Zhan Qiuyun wrinkled her brow and took a light sniff.

“What’s that smell? It’s … odd.”

Hearing this, Chu Xi’s face immediately flushed an even deeper red. She knew all too well what that smell was.

She shot Yang Chen an annoyed glance. It was all his fault. He’d insisted on that, leaving her no time to freshen up when her master called. Now, if her master found out, she’d surely be scolded.

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The Fallen Star Mountains stretched across hundreds of thousands of miles.

Every forty-nine years, a meteor shower would descend upon them—a relatively short interval for cultivators in Central Continent.

Throughout their lifetimes, many cultivators would have the opportunity to visit the mountains dozens or even hundreds of times. Yet, the Fallen Star Mountains were as lively as ever.

The peaks were dotted with figures, and the skies above were filled with all sizes of flying spirit vessels. When the vessels from Heavenly Dao Holy Land arrived, however, the other spirit vessels made way without hesitation.

As one of the dominant forces in Central Continent, only a handful would dare provoke them.

Beside Yang Chen, the star mark on Chu Xi’s forehead shone even more brightly, radiating a mysterious energy that even Yang Chen could feel.

“Is this the power of the stars?” Yang Chen looked up at the sky.

Most cultivators’ gazes were also fixed above, where several streaks of light were streaking toward the Fallen Star Mountains.

Boom!

A meteor landed deep within the mountains, shaking the ground.

“Sister, let’s stick together.” Xiao Dong said, stepping close to Chu Xi.

“Alright! But Xiao Dong, don’t pick a fight with Senior Brother Yang!”

“There are countless powerful cultivators here for the meteor shower. We’ll need Senior Brother Yang’s protection!”

Chu Xi turned to him, worried he’d deliberately provoke Yang Chen. After all, Xiao Dong harbored a deep bias against him.

However, as soon as she spoke, Xiao Dong’s face darkened.

This smell …

He thought for a moment, and his face turned green. Had his sister’s delay been because she’d been doing that with Yang Chen?

Scoundrel.

Wench, wench!

Ding!

[Xiao Dong has realised that the host has defiled Chu Xi. Xiao Dong’s mental state has crumbled, losing 200 points of Providence Luck. Host has gained 200 VPs!

].

[TN Note: Why does it feel like MC is slowly turning Xiao Dong into a masochist? Ew.].