Chapter 95: Xuanhuan Cultivation BL (XI)

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Chapter 95: Xuanhuan Cultivation BL (XI)

Yan Yangxi watched the way they interacted, the coldness in his eyes softening with a trace of warmth. Their relationship was truly enviable, yet it was not something that could be forced. The path of cultivation was long and arduous. Having a companion to walk it with was a blessing, but not everyone was fortunate enough to have one.

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Yan Yangxi pressed his thin lips together slightly. Although the two of them seemed perfectly harmonious, something still felt missing. It was probably just his imagination. Someone who had never experienced romance himself had no right to judge what others lacked.

Turning, Yan Yangxi left Bai Yingqi’s pavilion. In truth, he did not even know why he had followed them here. Perhaps it was simply to give his junior sister an explanation. Although Bai Yingqi had never asked him to look after Miao Lichen, he had taken it upon himself to do so. In the end, not only had he failed to protect the person she wanted to protect, he had even needed Miao Lichen to save him instead. He truly was an incompetent senior brother.

“A’chen, did anything unusual happen inside the secret realm?” Bai Yingqi actually wanted to ask, ‘You didn’t have any contact with that perverted Master of yours, did you?’ But after spending so much time in the cultivation world, she had naturally learned to ask questions more tactfully.

“I met a seer.” As expected, Bai Yingqi’s previously smiling face immediately turned serious. As a transmigrator herself, she was especially sensitive to the word seer.

“Did the seer say anything? For example…” She could not bring herself to finish the sentence: that you don’t exist in this world. He was the most important person in her life. She could not bear to speak such words aloud. Besides, although Miao Lichen appeared strong on the surface, how resilient could someone with such an unhappy childhood truly be?

She was a ghost hunter. She could see through the disguises of evil spirits lingering in the mortal world. She could even see the Heavenly Spiritual Root hidden beneath Miao Lichen’s Five Elements Spiritual Root. Yet she could not read anything from his expressionless face. Even so, she would do everything she could to prevent anything from harming him.

A trace of tension appeared on Bai Yingqi’s face. Her first reaction was not to wonder what the possible transmigrator had done, but to worry that he might have revealed something he never should have.

“He didn’t tell me anything. He just seems to like my Master very much.”

Bai Yingqi’s eyes widened for a moment. She had always believed that any normal person who transmigrated into this novel would stay as far away from the protagonist as possible. Apparently, this transmigrator actually liked the protagonist—that great pervert. Could it be that her “fellow transmigrator” had been brainwashed by Mary Sue and Gary Stu novels?

Although she had never met this so-called seer and had no idea what kind of person he was, she had already decided he was abnormal. After all, he had made his identity as a seer known to everyone. What kind of identity was that? A giant cannon fodder target standing in plain sight, someone everyone wanted to stab.

Or perhaps he believed that as long as he attached himself to the protagonist, everything would be fine? Heh. The current Jiang Lingwen had no ability to protect him. Without Feng Yingruo, the future Spirit Emperor, guarding him unconditionally, and without Yan Yangxi, the future Demon King, secretly supporting him despite their apparent hostility, Jiang Lingwen could never make the entire cultivation world bow before him through his own strength alone. Personal power was certainly one factor in earning others’ submission, but the forces backing a person could never be ignored.

Right… the Spirit Realm…

The plot involving the Spirit Realm should be starting soon. Young Master Hè Liancheng ought to make his appearance. Among Jiang Lingwen’s lovers, Hè Liancheng was probably the most normal. The reason they became involved was because… some of Jiang Lingwen’s actions helped him molt ahead of schedule and reach his optimal state. Snakes were naturally lustful. His relationship with Jiang Lingwen was probably the healthiest one in the entire story. They would meet, indulge in a round of “play,” then part as though nothing had happened.

In the original novel, Feng Yingruo never learned of Hè Liancheng’s relationship with Jiang Lingwen, even until the very end. The person who loved Jiang Lingwen the most could also be said to be the most tragic character in the story. Still, pitiful people often had hateful qualities. Among the readers, Feng Yingruo had actually been less popular than Hè Liancheng.

“A’chen, from now on, stay as far away from your Master, and from anyone connected to him, as possible. No matter who they are.” Even herself. Once the Spirit Realm entered the story, the cultivation world would become far more dangerous. At a time like this, the appearance of a seer who might also be a transmigrator only meant even greater danger. She was not naive enough to believe that transmigrators meeting each other in another world would end up crying tears of joy like long-lost countrymen. Some would not rest until the other was dead. Whether in terms of status, background, or strength, she herself was nothing remarkable in this world. If another transmigrator decided to target her, she did not want Miao Lichen dragged into all those troubles.

More importantly, she still had confidence in her own face. Although delicate and sweet-looking, it held little appeal for the protagonist. Likewise, she had perhaps a little too much confidence in A’chen’s appearance.

“I wonder what dissatisfaction Junior Niece Yingqi has with me, to tell A’chen to stay away from me, and even from everyone connected to me. I don’t recall ever doing anything to wrong you.” After leaving the main hall, Jiang Lingwen had begun searching for Miao Lichen. He had not expected that upon finally finding him, the first thing he would hear would be those words. For a moment, the anger surging within him was almost impossible to suppress. The affairs between Master and disciple were none of anyone else’s business.

“Master.” Miao Lichen stepped sideways, shielding Bai Yingqi behind him as he met Jiang Lingwen’s gaze. Two pairs of equally dark eyes met. The emotions in one pair deepened like ink spreading through clear water, while the other remained calm and emotionless.

Jiang Lingwen’s anger abruptly dissipated. In Miao Lichen’s heart, his place was far beneath that woman’s. And rightly so. If one person had treated him well for two full years while another only extended a hand after discovering his talent, anyone would make the same choice Miao Lichen had. But that only applied if he were anyone else.

Has it been two years? To cultivators, two years were no more than grains of sand slipping through one’s fingers. He was Miao Lichen’s Master, and he had every right to keep him by his side forever. Thinking of Bai Yuande’s request, a shadow flickered across Jiang Lingwen’s eyes.

Had the man’s expression not remained perfectly natural, Jiang Lingwen might have believed the entire affair had been a carefully arranged scheme to use his daughter to bind a genius cultivator like Miao Lichen to the sect.

“A’chen, you’ve spent enough time catching up with your friend. Come back with me. There are some things I need to discuss with you.” After speaking, Jiang Lingwen turned and walked away. Miao Lichen nodded to Bai Yingqi before following him outside. After only a few steps, he felt someone tug at the hem of his robe. Meeting Bai Yingqi’s worried gaze, a faint smile curved his lips. His lips moved slightly, as though he wanted to say something, yet no sound came.

Bai Yingqi slowly released his robe, watching as Miao Lichen followed the very person she wanted him to avoid. Of course she understood what he had meant, he wanted her not to worry. But how could she possibly not worry? To Miao Lichen, and indeed to all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Jiang Lingwen was still that kind, harmless elder, now with the added reputation of being a peerless genius. But in her eyes, he was the sadistic trainer whose upbringing had been no better than her own.

People often said ghost hunters saw more than anyone else. And that was true. She exorcised the vengeful spirits that lingered in the mortal world, yet she never refused to listen to their stories. Vengeful spirits were people who had died unjustly. From their stories, she had encountered far too many scoundrels. That was why she had remained single well into her thirties.

That was precisely why she understood people like Jiang Lingwen all the more. A scumbag like him, who could have served as the composite protagonist of all those tragic stories, wanting to keep Miao Lichen by his side—what good intentions could he possibly have? Jiang Lingwen had most likely taken a fancy to Miao Lichen’s appearance, or perhaps to the aloof temperament that kept everyone at arm’s length. Weren’t all those people he had “disciplined” nothing more than one of his passing whims? Unbidden, an image of Miao Lichen covered in wounds surfaced in her mind. The descriptions from the original novel followed, making the scene even more vivid.

The thought alone made it impossible for Bai Yingqi to sit still. Even if she was no match for Jiang Lingwen, she had to try. The gap between the Golden Core and Fusion was indeed enormous, but she was still the daughter of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Sect Master. At the very least, Jiang Lingwen would not dare kill her. If something like that really happened to Miao Lichen, it would already be too late. Some things, once they happened, became scars that would remain forever.

“Junior Sister, why are you in such a panic? Weren’t you talking with A’chen just now?” As Bai Yingqi rushed out of her pavilion, she found Yan Yangxi leaning against the wall outside. From his words, it was obvious that Miao Lichen and Jiang Lingwen had not left through the main entrance. They had most likely departed using Ground Shrinking, a movement technique that only Fusion cultivators could perform. Even for someone at the Fusion stage, however, it was rather taxing and unsuitable for long-distance travel.

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