Chapter 1547 - 607: Disciple in Master’s Embrace

Chapter 1547: Chapter 607: Disciple in Master’s Embrace

That back figure looked vaguely familiar.

"Di..."

Luo Qianche had just opened her mouth when her voice choked in her throat.

That wild and unrestrained silver-gray hair, cascading all the way to his ankles, was like fine new snow; under the newborn rays of dawn, it rippled ring upon ring, shimmering with light.

Silver hair?

This person wasn’t Di Shen.

Only when that man picked up Ling Yue and slowly turned around.

Luo Qianche couldn’t help holding her breath; the wind, the morning light, as if everything froze in that instant, and for a moment she ran out of words.

When she first met Di Shen, Luo Qianche had thought he was the creator’s most wondrous creation; but only after meeting this man before her did she realize there was still someone in this world who could rival Di Shen.

The man had a pair of violet eyes.

Those eyes were indifferent, aloof, as if nothing in this world could enter them, yet the moment they fell on Ye Lingyue, they changed.

The owner of those purple eyes bent down, gazing intently at the person in his arms.

His movements were so gentle, as if a single touch would shatter her.

He lifted Ye Lingyue and saw her pitch-black face.

His brows instinctively furrowed into a knot.

"Ugly."

This stupid disciple, how had she managed to turn herself into such a state.

Forget it, he didn’t mind.

His gaze slid down and unknowingly landed on the countless wounds of all sizes crisscrossing Ye Lingyue’s body from the battle.

His brows knit even tighter.

"Fool."

Forget it, he didn’t mind that either.

He couldn’t bear to despise her; what filled him instead was helplessness and heartache.

He carefully gathered her into his arms, and saw her curling up against his chest like a cat that had finally found a harbor from the wind.

He took out a bottle of wound medicine and meticulously applied it to her injuries.

The man’s fingers were long and refined, the sort that made one drool just by looking.

When they fell on Ye Lingyue’s skin, darkened from being soaked in potion, that stark contrast of white against black held an indescribable, languid allure.

Off to the side, Luo Qianche watched, her heartbeat unconsciously speeding up.

"Wait, who are you? Men and women should keep their distance... those wounds on her body, let me apply the medicine instead."

The longer Luo Qianche watched, the more she felt something was off.

Where on earth had this man who "left people at a loss for words" popped out from, and more importantly... why was he silently putting his hands all over Ye Lingyue.

Wasn’t Ye Lingyue Di Shen’s Dual Cultivation Couple? How could she let some other man touch her like that!

Luo Qianche was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, spinning in circles. But the Three Realms Eagle stood there like a door god; the moment she drew near, the eagle would flap its wings.

Luo Qianche was forced to retreat again.

But Luo Qianche wasn’t ready to give up; she still wanted to step forward.

"Noisy."

Zitang Su spat out a single word.

The Three Realms Eagle understood at once; without another word, it snatched Luo Qianche up with one claw, and despite her furious curses, unceremoniously carried her off for a free, soaring flight in the high skies. At last, his ears were clean again.

The man’s hands never stopped moving, yet when they reached Ye Lingyue’s collar, he couldn’t help pausing.

His gaze fell on the girl’s already quite well-developed chest, and his eyes dimmed a little.

His breathing grew just the tiniest bit uneven, a trace of awkwardness coloring his face.

After thinking it over, Zitang Su still drew his hand back.

No one knew what kind of spiritual medicine he had used, but the wounds on Ye Lingyue’s body healed within a single breath.

She didn’t wake up immediately, though; her brows were tightly knitted, as if she were trapped in some nightmare. Her fists would swing now and then, and she mumbled under her breath.

"Demon Road... Little Jiu..."

Jumbled words spilled out of her rosy lips nonstop.

Zitang Su couldn’t help lifting a hand to rub at the center of her brows, trying to smooth out those tiny furrows.

But the good scene didn’t last; her brows stubbornly scrunched up again.

Desire births thought, thought births sorrow.

Zitang Su sighed helplessly. Suddenly, a small emerald leaf appeared between his fingers. He pressed it to his lips, and a clear, lingering melody of a leaf flute flowed from his mouth.

In his arms, the furrows between that girl’s brows gradually eased.

That morning, the entire river valley was immersed in the music.

Demon beasts lay dormant, and all sound fell silent.

Demon Hunters, their hands stained with demon beast blood, couldn’t help stopping what they were doing.

They listened blankly to the music, tears slipping down their faces before they even realized it...

By the time the sun had climbed high overhead, Ye Lingyue was woken by the blinding sunlight.

She opened her eyes, only to see Luo Qianche alone.

Her consciousness drifted for a heartbeat before Ye Lingyue suddenly remembered something.

"Luo Qianche, why is it you? Where’s the Three Realms Eagle? Right, did you see my master?"

She remembered that when she had been fighting the Azure Dragon Crocodile, she’d clearly seen the Three Realms Eagle, and in a daze, had even heard her master’s characteristically sparse voice.

The Three Realms Eagle and Master Zi were inseparable; could it be that Master Zi had come to the Ancient Nine Provinces as well?

Ye Lingyue was first secretly delighted, but after looking around and seeing no one else, she couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.

"You mean that big bird? After helping you and me, it left. But it did leave you a bottle of Elixir Pills and a Jiu Provinces Card."

Luo Qianche turned her face away, lying with a guilty conscience.

So that man was Ye Lingyue’s master.

After the Three Realms Eagle had carried her on a "joyride" ten thousand meters up and back, Luo Qianche’s face was as white as chalk.

That man had handed Ye Lingyue back to her, and before leaving, had only thrown her a single look.

From that look, Luo Qianche understood instantly.

To put it bluntly: don’t ask what you shouldn’t, don’t say what you mustn’t.

Honestly, Ye Lingyue’s master was terrifying.

One moment he was all sunshine and warmth; the next, he turned into three feet of ice.

Luo Qianche didn’t dare go against him.

She couldn’t fathom it either: fine, a master visiting his disciple was one thing, but why all the secrecy?

Ye Lingyue actually had such a powerful master; why hadn’t she mentioned it earlier?

Not to say anything else—just that divine eagle alone, capable of ascending ten thousand miles in an instant and possessing the might to tilt heaven and earth, was proof enough.

Too many questions piled up in her heart, but Luo Qianche didn’t dare voice them.

Because the pressure that man gave her was simply too overwhelming.

Who knew what medicine master and disciple were selling in their gourd.

Ye Lingyue took the Jiu Provinces Card, stowed it away without examining it, but the bottle caught her eye.

Ye Lingyue opened the bottle and sniffed it, and at that whiff, her expression shifted ever so slightly.

She quietly stirred up her Cauldron Breath, carefully analyzing the ingredients of the Elixir Pills.

This medicine... she had originally assumed it was refined by Master Zi and delivered to her by the Three Realms Eagle.

But now she could see that wasn’t the case.

These Elixir Pills were not refined by Master Zi.

According to the Shishen Refining Demon Cauldron, Zitang Su did Artifact Refining but rarely did Alchemy.

Clearly, his purpose in having the Three Realms Eagle travel thousands of miles to deliver medicine was not truly to treat her injuries.

On top of that, the Medicinal Grass components in this bottle of Elixir Pills—which could rapidly regenerate flesh and restore skin—had, like that earlier Heart Execution Grass, all surpassed their allotted years.

These Medicinal Grasses were almost no different from the Spirit Grass produced in Hong Meng Heaven.

Could it be that, besides her, someone else in this world possessed a Cave Heaven like Hong Meng Heaven?

Ye Lingyue examined the Elixir Bottle; by the conventions of the Ancient Nine Provinces Continent, ordinary Elixir Pills would have a special mark either inside the pill or on the bottom of the bottle.

On the underside of the Elixir Bottle, Ye Lingyue saw a single character.