Volume 2 Chapter 31 / Chapter 118: Protagonist, Flower Protector
Dong—dong dong—
In the early morning, the morning bell echoed through the Chi Dragon Mountain.
The new rain from last night had washed away a lot of the extreme yang spiritual energy in the soil, and the air wasn't as dry as it had been in the past few days.
In the guest courtyard's garden, Xiao Yunluo's white plain clothes were already damp with sweat, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her breathing slightly irregular.
Every day, she would get up and tend to her Profound Star Sect's sword technique three times, sweating out any stray thoughts accumulated during the night before wiping her body with a damp cloth and changing clothes.
This was a habit she had maintained since childhood.
As for what constitutes stray thoughts?
In simple terms, they were just thoughts that would distract her attention.
For example, Ye Anping.
Since the last time she and Ye Anping had built their foundations together in the Spirit Gathering Stone Cave of the Hundred Lotus Sect, whenever she meditated or before she went to sleep, she would occasionally recall Ye Anping's appearance, meditating with his upper body bare.
Ye Anping was not tall, and his shoulders were not particularly broad. In terms of looks, he certainly couldn't compare to the handsome senior brothers of the Profound Star Sect. But for some reason, Xiao Yunluo found Ye Anping's appearance especially attractive.
So much so that every time she thought of Ye Anping's appearance, she would feel her whole body go weak.
If she thought of him at night, she would lock the door, close the windows, take out the "elegant books" she had hidden, look at the pictures in the book, imagine herself and Ye Anping in them, and then curl up into a ball...
Swish—
The spiritual sword swept out a silver arc.
Xiao Yunluo sheathed her sword and closed her eyes, holding her breath to slow down her breathing. She raised her sleeve to wipe the sweat from her forehead and took a deep breath, looking up at the sky.
Although practicing swordsmanship had largely calmed her down, now that she had stopped, her mind inevitably started to fantasize again. Would Ye Anping appear behind her in the next moment, wrap his arms around her waist, and pull her into his embrace?
Xiao Yunluo eagerly anticipated it, waited for a moment, and then secretly glanced behind her.
Of course, she knew that Ye Anping couldn't possibly be here, nor would he do such a thing.
But when she saw that there was no figure of Ye Anping behind her, she still felt a slight disappointment.
"What am I thinking? I'm like a young girl experiencing her first love, unacceptable!!"
Xiao Yunluo shook her head, rearranged her somewhat disheveled hair bun, and continued to grip the sword, swinging it again.
However, although Ye Anping was not behind her at this moment, there was a woman dressed in the Chi Dragon Mansion's mansion guard clothes hiding behind a silver maple tree about twenty feet away from her.
This woman followed beside Li Qianjin to assist her in investigating demonic cultivators. She was Wu Yue, a female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, and also the deputy protector of the Heavenly Demon Sect's Prison Hall.
Li Feng had previously told them that they were absolutely not allowed to lay a hand on Xiao Yunluo. Their leader had also specifically instructed them that before the blood sacrifice, they must not have any thoughts about Xiao Yunluo.
Of course, Wu Yue understood the reason why Zi Tiancheng did this.
Xiao Yunluo was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage. Whether it was kidnapping or killing her, it would be as easy as turning one's hand for them. They didn't need to rush and, for the sake of Xiao Yunluo alone, affect the Heavenly Demon Sect's plan to win over the Chi Dragon Mansion.
But now the situation was different.
Her childhood friend, Yao Yuanhua, had died the day before because of two disciples from the Profound Star Sect.
Wu Yue now urgently wanted to avenge Yao Yuanhua. But because she couldn't find those two disciples from the Profound Star Sect, she was ready to vent this hatred on Xiao Yunluo, the young mistress of the Profound Star Sect.
"… "
Of course, directly killing Xiao Yunluo would definitely affect their plans.
But she was a ghost cultivator.
She had ten thousand ways to quietly get rid of Xiao Yunluo without anyone noticing, and even if Li Feng personally inspected Xiao Yunluo's corpse later, he would never find any evidence.
She planned to let her own ghost soul attach itself to Xiao Yunluo, slowly devouring her essence.
In that case, in less than a week, Xiao Yunluo's essence and soul would be gradually consumed by the ghost soul.
At that time, Xiao Yunluo would become unable to speak or walk. Although she would still retain consciousness, her brain would shrink to the size of a newborn baby's.
Seeing Xiao Yunluo completely unaware of what was to come, Wu Yue couldn't help but smile.
She flicked her fingers hidden in the clouds, and a string of soul bells appeared in her hand.
The next moment.
Ding ding—
The crisp bell sound spread out in all directions from Wu Yue's center.
Guided by the bell sound, a very faint purple mist surged out of her nose and, carried by the wind, drifted towards Xiao Yunluo.
Xiao Yunluo also heard the bell sound and stopped the sword in her hand, turning her head to look in the direction of the apricot tree.
But due to Wu Yue's suppression technique, she couldn't see anyone behind the tree at all.
She just muttered to herself in confusion, "Did I imagine it? Did I hear the sound of bells?" and didn't pay any more attention, continuing to wield her sword.
Seeing this, the curve of Wu Yue's mouth widened slightly.
The ghost soul she released was actually extremely fragile.
Even for a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Xiao Yunluo, it would be very difficult for the ghost soul to attach to her body if she used her spiritual energy to protect herself in time.
However, it was obvious that Xiao Yunluo didn't notice anything wrong at all, still breathing heavily, with all her attention on her swordplay.
Seeing the faint purple mist already reaching the side of Xiao Yunluo's cheek, Wu Yue didn't plan to continue watching.
She felt that the outcome had already been determined—after a week, Moon Dan Master's only daughter would become someone even her own mother wouldn't recognize.
However, just as she was about to leave.
Suddenly, a white figure darted to Xiao Yunluo's side.
"Senior Sister Xiao!! Good morning~~"
Hearing this voice, Wu Yue frowned slightly, hurriedly stopped in her tracks, and turned to look again.
That girl named Feng Yudie suddenly rushed to the ghost soul Wu Yue had released, greeted Xiao Yunluo, and as soon as she opened her mouth, sucked the ghost soul from her throat.
"…"
Wu Yue remained silent for a while and didn't plan to release a second fierce ghost soul. She sneered:
"Huh, lucky you."
With those words, she glanced at Feng Yudie and then ignored her completely.
Her figure then turned into a purple mist and dispersed.
Feng Yudie stood beside Xiao Yunluo, glanced at the apricot tree where Wu Yue had just stood, and quickly used her eyes to ask the floating Xiaotian in the sky: What now?
『Yudie, she's gone. You should quickly meditate and recover, leave the rest to me.』
"Okay."
Seeing Feng Yudie's expression, Xiao Yunluo was puzzled and asked, "What are you doing? You suddenly rushed over—"
"Of course, I'm here to protect you."
?
Xiao Yunluo was completely puzzled, but she saw Feng Yudie immediately sit down cross-legged and close her eyes to concentrate her breath.
"Huh? What do you mean by protecting me?"
"…"
Feng Yudie didn't answer. She furrowed her brows and mobilized her true essence to protect herself, while Xiaotian also returned to her soul realm from Feng Yudie's forehead.
Inside Feng Yudie's soul realm, there was a vast lake, stretching endlessly.
Xiaotian returned to the mixed realm and quickly flew over the Mirror Lake, searching for quite a while before finding the "ghost soul" that had just been sucked into Feng Yudie's body in a corner of the lake.
The ghost soul now revealed its true form.
It was the decaying body of a man, but it could move. It emitted a nauseating stench that polluted the surface of the lake beneath it. Every step it took left a filthy mark on the mirror-like surface of the lake.
With just one glance, Xiaotian could tell that this thing was probably a ghost soul refined from the remains of a male cultivator at the moment of death.
Xiaotian wrinkled it nose in disgust and furrowed it brows, pointing it fingers like a sword in front of it chest:
『Old Jiu, time for an extra meal!!』
As he spoke, a burst of golden light erupted from Xiaotian's chest, forming a golden dragon spiraling in mid-air.
The golden dragon cast a disdainful glance at the ghost soul on the lake's surface, seeming reluctant to devour it.
Meanwhile, the ghost soul was dumbfounded at the sudden appearance of the golden dragon. After hesitating for a moment, it instinctively turned its head to flee.
But in the next moment, the golden dragon opened its jaws, circled in the sky, then swooped down, swallowing the ghost soul whole.
『Burp~~』
The sound of the dragon's belch echoed through Feng Yudie's soul realm.
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