Reunion

Chapter 155 Reunion

Two weeks ago.

During that meeting, he still pretended to be deaf and dumb. Was he waiting to see me make a fool of myself?

Han Li looked up at the sky, and when Zi Ling's true face came into view, he couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for her stunning beauty, which was truly unparalleled.

Her stunning beauty even stirred a thought in his heart that he dared not defile her.

His gaze was involuntarily drawn to her, fixed on her, yet he couldn't help but linger on her again and again. It was his male nature to greedily want to etch that stunning beauty into his mind.

If Nangong Wan's beauty is a natural, elegant, and noble overall charm, then Zi Ling seems to be a creation that exists to interpret "beauty" itself.

Every inch of her skin, every line, is meticulously sculpted to perfection, truly reaching the level where "adding one point would be too long, subtracting one point would be too short."

This is simply a creation of heaven and earth.

She was flawlessly beautiful, otherworldly in her beauty.

God was far too biased towards her.

If there is any regret, it is that her spiritual root talent is not the unique Heavenly Spiritual Root.

If she truly possesses the aptitude of a celestial spirit root.

Then there is probably no one in this world more perfect than her.

Come to think of it.

Possessing such a stunning beauty as her seems even rarer than having a heavenly spiritual root.

When Lu Jianghe heard the question "why," he naturally understood what she meant.

He lowered his eyes slightly, shook his head gently, and did not answer.

Major principles and private morality, good and evil, merit and demerit, right and wrong, how complex they are.

Focus on the issue, not the person; focus on the person, not the issue.

How can this be explained?

Seeing this, Zi Ling gripped his sleeve tightly with both hands, refusing to let go no matter what.

She tilted her head back, her tearful eyes fixed on him, her gaze stubborn and aggrieved, as if she would not give up until she got a real answer.

Lu Jianghe sighed softly as he looked at her like this.

"Heaven helps those who help themselves."

He couldn't think of a better explanation.

Zi Ling looked relieved upon hearing this answer.

All she asked for was a response from the other party, even just a simple word, which would be enough to calm the surging grievances and doubts in her heart.

Zi Ling's fingers, which were tightly gripping his sleeve, loosened slightly, but she still stubbornly refused to let go completely.

"Is the help you mentioned before referring to this moment?"

It must be said that women are always perceptive and good at self-comfort, and they will always unconsciously interpret things in the direction of their inner expectations.

The meaningful words the other person spoke at the cliff edge half a month ago have now become a thread in her mind, forming a cause and effect.

He must have known about her predicament and plans beforehand, which is why he came specially to wipe out the enemy for her at the critical moment.

Lu Jianghe helplessly tugged at his sleeve, trying to pull his arm back.

However, the young girl in front of them, who had already grown up, seemed to be clinging to the only piece of driftwood, her watery eyes brimming, refusing to let go.

He looked at her stubborn expression, his gaze sweeping over the bloodstains at the corner of her lips, and said softly.

"Yes and no."

After Lu Jianghe finished speaking, he casually waved his hand, and several storage bags quickly flew to his front.

Zi Ling watched quietly from the side.

With a slight thought, two fragments of the map flew out from the only two storage bags among them.

One was from Chi Huo, and the other was from Sect Master Sun.

Zi Ling looked at the two fragmented maps of the celestial realm floating in front of her.

One of them was the payment she gave to Chi Huo for his services.

Zi Ling watched as Lu Jianghe put away the two fragments of the Void Heaven Map, one of which was the reward she had paid to the Crimson Fire Monster.

"One of these pieces is the one I gave to Chi Huo. If you had just asked, would I have refused?"

By this time, those cultivators who had miraculously survived and helped him had long since disappeared.

Who would dare linger here even a moment longer?

They fled desperately towards Tianxing City without looking back.

However, today's drama is destined to become a topic of conversation they will revisit and enjoy for the rest of their lives.

The possession of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the astonishing sword strike of a mysterious expert, the peerless beauty of the Miaoyin Sect Master—each and every one of these events was enough for them to boast about for a long time in the market taverns.

Hearing Zi Ling's soft, gentle complaints, Lu Jianghe handed her one of the fragments of the Void Heaven Map.

To Lu Jianghe's slight surprise, he had expected Zi Ling to politely decline, but instead she grabbed his sleeve with one hand and took the fragment of the Void Heaven Map with the other, putting it into her storage bag with remarkable ease, as if keeping it for him or accepting it was only natural for her.

Of course, he wouldn't care.

After Zi Ling finished doing all this, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes, still moist, looking directly at him.

Lu Jianghe lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her slender fingers that were tightly gripping his sleeve, and then sweeping over the striking crimson at the corner of her lips.

He did not speak, and a wisp of warm spiritual light quietly entered Zi Ling's body.

Like a spring breeze caressing her meridians, Zi Ling felt the churning blood and qi in her chest instantly soothed.

Although the two could not hear the words of the two people in the distance, Fan Jingmei and Zhuo Ruting were terrified by their sect leader's almost reckless tugging at his sleeve.

That was a powerful cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage!

When did the sect leader come to know such a person?

If they had known she had such a powerful backer, how could Miaoyin Sect have fallen to such a state today?

The two dared not breathe, exchanging surprised and uncertain glances while secretly speculating in their hearts.

Zhuo Ruting suddenly remembered something and, using her mind, recounted the long-standing rumors about Sect Master Wang and that mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator.

Fan Jingmei looked somewhat enlightened after hearing this.

Although I had some doubts, after thinking it over, this explanation seemed to be the most reasonable.

Having achieved his goal, Lu Jianghe calmly pulled his sleeve from Zi Ling's hand, and his figure suddenly transformed into a dazzling sword light, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

Zi Ling gazed in the direction he had left, but there was no sign of disappointment on her face. Instead, the light in her eyes grew even brighter, as if she were deep in thought.

Han Li witnessed everything from beginning to end. At this moment, Qu Hun also quietly swept to his side from a corner of the sea.

"Why----"

Han Li sighed softly, pondering to himself.

Now that this matter is over, what should I do with my Thunder Bamboo?

He looked up at Zi Ling, who had previously promised to have a solution.

He collected the storage bags of the dead, then flew towards where Zi Ling and the other two were.

At this moment, Zi Ling's mind was wandering. She noticed Han Li approaching, but she had no interest in exchanging pleasantries. She simply nodded slightly to signal him to follow.

Immediately, Zi Ling, Fan Jingmei, and Zhuo Ruting simultaneously made hand seals and summoned the "Wooden Dragon Stele" once again.

The colorful clouds rose again, enveloping the four people and Qu Hun together.

The power of space fluctuated violently, and a dazzling streak of light sped toward Tianxing City.

A fifty-story cave dwelling, a flower-sweeping platform.

Xin Ruyin and Yan Ruyan held long swords, their blades gleaming brightly, like the reflection of snow.

The latter is helping the former hone his swordsmanship, feeding him moves and dismantling techniques.

Xin Ruyin had only recently emerged from seclusion, and her cultivation level was not yet fully stable. In addition, female cultivators often lacked experience in pure combat, so Yan Ruyan offered to help her improve her practical combat skills.

It may not actually come in handy, but hopefully, if she encounters a dangerous situation, she will be prepared and not be at a loss.

Zhuang Huayi sat quietly to the side, her gaze calm and serene. Sometimes she would point out the awkwardness in the connection between the two moves, and sometimes she would point out the minor flaws in the application of the techniques.

In the world of cultivation, there is an unwritten rule that applies especially to cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage.

The more you want to kill your enemy, the harder it is to avoid close combat.

This is a completely different approach from those duels where magical treasures or artifacts are unleashed with a wave of the hand, or where grand magical powers are activated.

Powerful spells are often difficult to hit accurately.

However, methods that are easy to hit often lack sufficient power.

If aided by a sharp magical weapon, one can strike the enemy's vital points at close range, and once successful, it is easy to injure the opponent by half.

As for the profound mysteries of combat at the Nascent Soul stage and higher realms, they have already transcended this scope.

A figure suddenly appeared in the nearby Xieshan Pavilion.

The first to notice the unusual activity was Zhuang Huayi, who was sitting quietly to the side.

Almost instantly, divine senses enveloped them.

Almost simultaneously, Xin Ruyin and Yan Ruyan also sensed something, and their sword strikes came to an abrupt halt.

The bright sword light faded away, and the two sheathed their swords simultaneously.

Yan Ruyan and Xin Ruyin looked at Zhuang Huayi at the same time, and the latter nodded slightly, confirming their guess.

The two walked slowly toward the pavilion, one after the other.

Upon reaching the pavilion, one sees Lu Jianghe holding a yellowish-brown brocade handkerchief, intently examining it.

Zhuang Huayi followed behind Xin Ruyin, her lotus-like steps light and graceful. As soon as she entered the pavilion, she recognized the brocade handkerchief as the one that had been illuminated by the light. It was the tattered map of the Void Heaven.

As the former head of Baibi Mountain, she had seen this object before.

Three hundred years ago, the previous mountain lord entered the Void Heaven Palace with this incomplete map, but ultimately failed to return.

Zhuang Huayi had originally planned to take advantage of the opening of the Void Heaven Palace to collect some rare spiritual herbs and to investigate whether she could find any clues about the death of the former mountain lord.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. First, he was suddenly entangled with the Six Paths Supreme Saint, and then, by chance, he took in Yuan Yao as his disciple. He also made an agreement with Lu Jianghe to protect Xin Ruyin for three hundred years.

A confluence of factors led her to ultimately abandon the idea of ​​entering the Void Heaven Palace.

However, upon seeing the incomplete map of the Void Heaven in Lu Jianghe's hand, Zhuang Huayi was taken aback and then a question appeared on her mind.

As the first secret realm to appear in the Chaotic Star Sea once every three hundred years, the Void Heaven Palace has extremely special entry rules.

According to records, this palace seems to have been subject to a restriction imposed by its creator, much like the laws of heaven and earth.

Only cultivators at the mid-Nascent Soul stage are allowed to enter.

Any cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage who attempts to enter will be blocked from entering.

Throughout the ages, countless renowned late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators have attempted to force their way in, but all have failed miserably.

Even the renowned Tianjing Sanren is said to have stopped outside the palace gates.

The incredibly powerful Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror that made him famous was rumored to have been obtained from the Void Heaven Palace back then.

With Mr. Lu's late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, why is he still interested in the Void Heaven Palace?

Doesn't he know?

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