Chapter 939: Chapter 936: A Warrior Dies for His Confidant

Luo Feng stood to the side and glanced at the rock-crystal cauldron.

The cauldron was five zhang across and three meters deep, its surface flat and smooth, as if it had been carefully polished.

Taking a light breath, Luo Feng lifted his head, his gaze landing on Yang Wanyi’s figure suspended in midair, a trace of shock flashing in his eyes.

This kind of method looked ordinary, but was in fact extremely intricate, requiring incredibly formidable Yuan Qi control.

Although Luo Feng could accomplish this, he still couldn’t surpass Yang Wanyi; and he had to rely on the powerful Soul Power formed from the fusion of two souls, whereas Yang Wanyi had never had such a fortuitous encounter, yet could still achieve this. It was truly extraordinary.

At this moment, Luo Feng suddenly recalled something Elder Qian had said before: Yang Wanyi possessed the talent of one of the Ten New Dragons! Now it seemed those words were not exaggerated at all—if anything, they had underestimated Yang Wanyi.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

In the instant Luo Feng was lost in thought, Yang Wanyi’s finger lightly brushed her storage ring.

Immediately, fifteen huge wooden barrels sealed with iron sheets appeared, hovering above the rock-crystal cauldron, then exploded one after another. Streams of pitch-black water poured down in reverse and, in moments, filled the cauldron to the brim.

"This is Yin Heavy Water..."

Feeling a sudden chill spread through the air, Luo Feng instantly understood that this pitch-black water was Yin Heavy Water. So Yang Wanyi really had prepared everything in advance.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng couldn’t help but look toward that tall, slender figure.

With Yang Wanyi at his side, everything he did seemed to take half the effort for twice the result. Often, the moment he began to think of doing something, the other party had already guessed it—and started making preparations.

Just like how she had brought him the Yuan Spirit Liquid the moment she returned to the courtyard; and as if she knew he was going to go into seclusion to cultivate, she had prepared the Yin Heavy Water ahead of time...

Swish!

Yang Wanyi’s figure flashed and appeared in front of Luo Feng. She withdrew the Golden Flame Feather Robes, her pretty face tinged with a faint blush. That display just now had nearly drained all the Yuan Qi in her body.

Seeing Luo Feng staring at her, Yang Wanyi stretched out a jade-like finger and tapped his forehead, smiling prettily as she said:

"What’s wrong, thinking about how you’re going to thank me?"

Luo Feng came back to himself and laughed. "How do you want me to thank you?"

Yang Wanyi’s beautiful eyes turned, her white shell-like teeth lightly biting her red lips. Her jade finger landed on Luo Feng’s chest, a hazy, bewitching glimmer surfacing in her eyes as she smiled and said:

"Then why don’t you give me your whole body in return, how about that?"

Her voice was very slow, like a continuous fine drizzle, soft and sweet, as if it carried a magic that made refusal impossible.

Facing Yang Wanyi’s gaze, Luo Feng felt his face heat up slightly. His mind stirred—something about that sentence didn’t seem quite right?

Yang Wanyi gently pressed her lips together. Without waiting for Luo Feng to retort, she walked straight to the side of the rock-crystal cauldron and said:

"These rock crystals contain my Golden Flame Yuan Fire. It will slowly diffuse and heat the Yin Heavy Water, and can last for six days."

Looking at Yang Wanyi, Luo Feng felt a bit helpless. In terms of words, he would lose to her every single time. He made up his mind that the next time Yang Wanyi cracked such an over-the-top joke, he’d just force her down and give her a fierce thrashing before anything else...

As that thought flashed by, a trace of heat surged in Luo Feng’s chest. He lightly shook his head, a wry smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

He couldn’t stay with Yang Wanyi for too long, or it was truly possible that he’d lose control for a moment and something might really happen.

Brushing away the messy thoughts in his heart, Luo Feng walked to Yang Wanyi’s side and nodded, saying:

"Six days is more than enough."

Yang Wanyi had no idea that Luo Feng had just fought a fierce inner battle because of her. She giggled and said, "Alright, then you should start cultivating. For these next few days, I’ll give the order to seal off this place."

Luo Feng nodded.

After ten breaths, Luo Feng glanced at Yang Wanyi.

After thirty breaths, Luo Feng looked at Yang Wanyi again. This time Yang Wanyi also looked over. Their gazes crossed in midair, and they each revealed a questioning look.

Hoo...

Luo Feng let out a breath and finally couldn’t help saying, "I’m going to start cultivating."

"Mm. Go ahead and cultivate."

Yang Wanyi nodded, her expression calm.

Luo Feng shot Yang Wanyi a sidelong look. Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, he raised his brows and said, "You’re planning to stay here and watch me cultivate? As I recall, when cultivating in Yuan Spirit Liquid, you have to take off every single piece of clothing, not leaving even one."

Luo Feng enunciated the four words "not leaving even one" very clearly.

Yang Wanyi was stunned, a faint blush spreading across her pretty face. She secretly cursed herself for almost forgetting something so important. Normally, she would never make such a mistake.

Though waves surged in her heart, Yang Wanyi’s expression remained very calm. She gave the rock-crystal cauldron a once-over and said: 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"I was still observing whether the Golden Flame Yuan Fire was effective. Looks like it’s working quite well. I’ll take my leave now."

After speaking, Yang Wanyi turned around and left.

Luo Feng smiled faintly and did not expose Yang Wanyi’s pretense.

The bubbles in the Yin Heavy Water were so obvious—what need was there for any "observation"?

Yang Wanyi’s steps were very quick; in just a few strides she reached the courtyard gate, then suddenly stopped, turned back to look at Luo Feng, and asked, "How many days do you need for seclusion?"

"It should take four or five days," Luo Feng thought for a moment and answered.

Originally he had estimated that breaking through to the peak of the seventh layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm would take nearly ten days, but with Yuan Spirit Liquid assisting his cultivation, the time should be shortened somewhat; four or five days ought to be enough.

"Four or five days..."

Yang Wanyi hummed softly, as if thinking of something, nodded, then turned and walked out of the courtyard gate.

"Why is this girl suddenly so concerned about when I’ll break through, could it be she’s waiting to hit me when I fall short?"

Luo Feng muttered to himself and didn’t dwell on it. With a wave of his hand he closed the courtyard gate. Since he had already obtained the Yuan Spirit Liquid, he intended to seize the time and begin cultivating at once.

Leaving Purple Sun Garden, Yang Wanyi did not return to her own quarters, but instead turned and headed toward the council hall at the resident compound.

As she passed along the lakeside path, a figure came toward her—it was Elder Qian.

Elder Qian saw Yang Wanyi and paused slightly, then seemed to realize something and smiled. "Miss, you went to see Young Master Luo Feng?"

Yang Wanyi’s breath quickened for an instant, but she immediately returned to normal and nodded.

"He will be going into seclusion to cultivate and assault a new realm in the next few days. For these days, seal off everything within three thousand meters of Purple Sun Garden. Do not let anyone approach, so as not to disturb his cultivation."

Elder Qian nodded with a smile and said, "I will have the First Guard Squad lock down Purple Sun Garden."

"Mm."

Yang Wanyi walked to the lakeside and gazed at the faint moon reflection mirrored in the water. Her eyes, clear as autumn water, gradually turned cold as she said, "Uncle Qian, how is that matter progressing?"

Elder Qian’s gaze tightened slightly. He flicked his finger, and a ripple barely discernible to the naked eye spread out in all directions.

A moment later, once Elder Qian had confirmed that there was no one within a thousand meters, he finally lowered his voice and said, "I have already gone to see Han Xuan."

"What did he say?" Yang Wanyi asked.

Elder Qian’s face showed a smile. "Just as you predicted, Miss, Han Xuan did not hesitate in the least and agreed on the spot. However, his injuries have yet to fully heal; he’ll be recuperating these next two days. We agreed to act on the night three days from now."

"Three days later... good!"

Yang Wanyi clenched her fist, her brows twitching slightly. The arc of a cold moon was reflected in her eyes, radiating a chill light, yet her expression held a faint excitement. "It’s about time this matter was brought to an end."

Elder Qian stood to the side, glanced at Yang Wanyi, and said,

"Miss, you truly aren’t going to inform Young Master Luo Feng of this? I can tell he has always been very concerned for your safety. And this trip will be perilous in the extreme..."

At these words, the coldness in Yang Wanyi’s gaze melted a little, like winter snow under spring sun, revealing a trace of indescribable brilliance.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Wanyi drew a light breath and said slowly,

"It is precisely because this trip is so dangerous that I cannot tell him. He is now at a critical juncture in assaulting a new realm and cannot afford any distractions. I already owe him quite a lot... I... don’t want to owe him too much."

As her words fell, Yang Wanyi casually brushed her hand across the surface of the lake. The rippling waves instantly stilled, the moon’s reflection becoming clear, and her gradually lowering voice, in that moonlight, sounded almost like a sigh.

Elder Qian’s eyes showed a touch of emotion as he said, "For Young Master Luo Feng to have you at his side, that is truly his great fortune."

"Is it..."

Yang Wanyi spoke softly. Her pretty face, veiled in hazy jade-like light, made it impossible to tell what emotion she held.

After a moment, she withdrew her gaze, looked at Elder Qian, and lightly pressed her lips together. "Uncle Qian, this time will likely be extremely dangerous..."

Elder Qian did not let her continue. He suddenly raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said,

"There’s a saying: ’A man will die for one who truly knows him.’ Back then I was just an unknown stable slave; if nothing unexpected happened, I would have spent my life in obscurity and died so. Later I was fortunate enough to be noticed by the Family Head, who saw that I had a talent for cultivation, did not despise my lowly birth nor the fact that I was already past the age to learn Martial Arts. He used pills to cleanse my marrow and refine my body, and bestowed upon me Secret Manuals of Martial Arts. Only then is there the me, Qian, you see today."

His aged voice nonetheless contained a powerful penetrating force. When he finished, Elder Qian looked at Yang Wanyi, his eyes bright.

"I, Qian, once swore that this life belongs to Dayang Mansion. Even if I must tread blade mountains or plunge into seas of fire, I will never shrink back. You and the Family Head alike are wise lords. To be able to serve you is Qian’s greatest honor."

Yang Wanyi lightly bit her red lip with her white teeth. "Uncle Qian..."

Elder Qian suddenly laughed.

"Miss, be at ease. The several Elders of the Massive Cauldron Commerce Alliance are no ordinary figures, and with our Dayang Commerce Alliance people joining forces, three days from now, we will surely succeed!"

"Mm." Yang Wanyi nodded.