Chapter 252: The White Fox’s Exquisite True Form

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: The White Fox’s Exquisite True Form

Knowing her days were numbered, Yan Ying was surprisingly cheerful. She chatted with Chu Fan about the interesting things that had happened over the past few years, letting out bell-like laughter from time to time.

She was a woman, a fact known to the few people in this courtyard, so she had no need to put on a disguise.

When Chu Fan asked about Ye Xiaohan, Yan Ying recounted everything that had happened at the tournament arena.

Chu Fan’s brows furrowed as he listened.

He wasn’t frowning because Ye Xiaohan had been plotted against. After all, such things were unavoidable anywhere. If one didn’t want to be plotted against—or rather, make others not dare to plot against them—they needed to become strong. This was a test for Ye Xiaohan, a necessary part of his journey to maturity.

He was frowning because of that Fangtian Halberd and the state Yan Ying described Ye Xiaohan being in at the time.

"When can I see him?" Chu Fan asked.

"Of course. Ye Xiaohan was just talking about you this morning. He said that if you came to the Celestial Dao Palace, I had to tell him. He’s even planning to take a leave after this assessment to return to the Eastern Domain. After all, he still hasn’t gotten his revenge," Yan Ying said.

Chu Fan nodded, the image of that stubborn and courageous youth from years ago appearing in his mind.

If not for him, Chu Fan might have been dead by now.

The two reminisced, and before they knew it, evening was approaching.

"I have two spare bedrooms in my courtyard. You two can stay here," Yan Ying said to Chu Fan, glancing at the sky.

"Alright!" Chu Fan didn’t refuse.

Yan Ying then asked, "Do you remember the time we met the Hundred Flowers Wanderer?"

"I remember. Why?

"The venison you made for me back then... could you make it for me one more time?"

"Of course, no problem. I’ll go catch a couple for you in a bit."

"No need. I’ll have someone send them over. Today has been a bit long for me; I need to go sleep for a while. You and Lady Leng can wander around as you please. I should be awake in two hours," Yan Ying said, standing up.

’It seems her illness is truly severe.’

After Yan Ying left, Leng Yingxue, who had been silent the entire time, said to Chu Fan, "Come, take a walk with me."

By a great boulder on the mountain peak, Leng Yingxue gazed at the distant ranges and said, "You want to save her?"

Chu Fan nodded.

"I never expected you to be such a Casanova, leaving a trail of affection everywhere." When Leng Yingxue said this, her usual frosty demeanor was gone, replaced by a hint of teasing and sarcasm.

"You’ve misunderstood me. I see her as a friend, just like you."

The moment Chu Fan’s words fell, the temperature around them plummeted. He turned to see Leng Yingxue’s eyes filled with killing intent.

’I have no idea how I offended this formidable lady again.’

"She has a Profound Yin Body. People with this constitution rarely live to the age of maturity. When the Moon Sunflower blooms, the Profound Yin ends. The only reason she has lived this long is because of the massive amount of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures invested in her over the years. That courtyard of hers is built entirely from Spirit Stones and Mo Jade, all for the purpose of extending her life. Her dressing as a man is also to delay the arrival of the Moon Sunflower," Leng Yingxue explained.

Chu Fan had heard of the Profound Yin Body, but he didn’t know much about it. Corresponding to the Profound Yin Body, there was also the Profound Yang Body. Both constitutions were so rare that not even one in a million people possessed them.

Whether it was the Profound Yin Body or the Profound Yang Body, legend said they were excellent constitutions for Cultivation, but also the ones with the shortest lifespans.

Ultimately, it was because the world lacked High Tier Techniques specifically designed for cultivating with a Profound Yin or Profound Yang Body.

"Besides, this Yan Ying’s background is likely anything but ordinary," Leng Yingxue added faintly.

Chu Fan had suspected that Yan Ying’s background was extraordinary ever since he first met her three years ago.

Returning to Yan Ying’s courtyard, they found two muntjac deer tethered to the golden osmanthus tree. Yan Ying had not woken up yet. Only Xiaoya was sitting under the long corridor, an embroidery frame in front of her, her hands flying as she stitched a design.

When she saw Chu Fan and the others return, she quickly put down her embroidery hoop, stood up, and said to Chu Fan, "Young Master Chu, our Young Master instructed that if you were to cook these two deer, you should feel free to do so here in the courtyard. There’s no need to hold back."

Chu Fan smiled and nodded at her, then immediately took out a large pile of things.

It took Chu Fan a full two hours to smoke and roast the two deer. Leng Yingxue watched coldly from the side the entire time, sitting in a nearby wicker chair. She observed him preparing the deer and his techniques, occasionally frowning, occasionally shaking her head.

Halfway through, Yan Ying woke up. She stood under the eaves, watching Chu Fan and the two pits he had dug in her courtyard.

The three women in the courtyard were each lost in their own thoughts.

But Chu Fan, that romantically clueless man, had no idea what was going through these women’s minds.

As for Yan Ying and Leng Yingxue, neither of them was an ordinary woman. From each other’s eyes, they could both see the hidden feelings the other held for Chu Fan.

Compared to Leng Yingxue’s composure, Yan Ying was inwardly reeling after seeing through this. The woman ranked first on the Human List and first on the Hundred Flowers List, a Grandmaster at the Half-Saint Realm, a woman nearly two hundred years old, actually had feelings for a young man of only twenty-seven.

’While shocked, Yan Ying also felt a little smug.’

’This was, after all, the man she had her eyes on.’

’For him to be liked by a woman like Leng Yingxue, didn’t that prove how exceptional her own judgment was?’

’Whether it was Leng Yingxue or Yun Xi, weren’t they both women of exceptional grace and bearing?’

As Chu Fan roasted the venison, he didn’t notice at all that the White Fox had vanished at some point.

Even Leng Yingxue hadn’t noticed.

「Meanwhile, the White Fox was in the Third Elder’s residence on Vermilion Peak.」

In the residence’s main hall, Master Yunchen had come looking after hearing from Yan Ying that the Third Elder had brought Ye Xiaohan back, sensing that something was amiss.

When he arrived, the Great Elder, Second Elder, and Fourth Elder were already there.

Ye Xiaohan was lying weakly on the bed of the Third Elder’s youngest disciple.

And the White Fox was crouched on a beam in the bedroom, its gaze fixed on the unconscious Ye Xiaohan on the bed.

In the adjacent hall, Master Yunchen and the other Elders had begun to argue.

Someone even slammed their fist on the table.

If any outsider had seen it, they would have been astonished by the scene. The old men in that hall were figures who stood at the apex of the Central Domain’s Cultivation Realm. Who would have thought they would be arguing like common old men from the marketplace, fuming and glaring at each other?

The White Fox waited on the beam for a moment before leaping down. With a twist of its body, it transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in white fox fur.

She gazed at the unconscious Ye Xiaohan on the bed and murmured to herself, "So, a descendant of Ye Xingfeng’s bloodline. No wonder the Silver Dragon Halberd is inside you!"

With a light wave of her hand, the White Jade Bone Flute, regarded by the Ye Family as their ancestral treasure, floated up from within Ye Xiaohan’s robes and flew into her hand.

"Since you are a descendant of Ye Xingfeng’s bloodline, and the Silver Dragon Halberd has acknowledged you as its master and even actively protects you, it seems you must shoulder this responsibility. I shall use this rare moment of clarity to activate your bloodline and bestow upon you the full inheritance of the Silver Dragon Halberd!"

As the woman spoke, she raised her hands, palms facing up.

Ye Xiaohan, still lying on the bed, slowly floated into the air. As the woman continuously waved her hands, streams of golden light shot into his limbs and torso.

This process lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

Finally, as the woman lowered her hands, Ye Xiaohan descended back onto the bed.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door. The woman’s form shifted once more, turning back into a white fox. Then, with a flash, the fox vanished from the room without a trace.