Cultivation through Skin Making-Chapter 792 - 275. Escape into the Purple Sky, Direct Confrontation (5.8K words - Subscription requested)_2
Qiu Lianyue’s heart was filled with despair.
At that moment, a terrifying Evil Qi descended from the sky, accompanied by a Profound Robe man emanating a dreadful aura.
The surrounding Jin army soldiers halted.
The experienced Captain spoke with reverence, "Are you a Cultivator?"
"Scram," the Profound Robe man said plainly.
Upon hearing this, the Captain was not offended. Instead, he hurriedly bowed respectfully and then retreated with his soldiers.
Qiu Lianyue, not expecting a master to rescue her, quickly stepped forward with respect and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving me."
The Profound Robe man lifted his hood, revealing a youthful face.
Qiu Lianyue stared at the face in astonishment. She didn’t know why, but tears welled up in her eyes, reddening them. She quickly took a deep breath and began to speak, "Thank you, Song..."
Before the words "Sect Leader" could leave her mouth, the Profound Robe man interjected, "Lianyue, you are clearly my woman; how could you claim to be Song Sect Leader’s woman?"
He stepped forward and took the beautiful woman’s hand.
The beautiful woman hung her head, her mind blank, and her heart racing.
A month later, the Commerce Association returned to the Nanwu Commerce Association.
Months later, by a lakeside pavilion, Qiu Lianyue held onto the young man’s arm, took several deep breaths, and reluctantly said, "Song Sect Leader, you returning to find me has already made me very happy, but there’s a divide between immortals and mortals. You... you have your duties. You should go."
Song Yan embraced her and gently said, "Only envy the mandarin ducks, not the Immortals; it’s fine if I don’t cultivate the immortal path."
With that, he lifted Qiu Lianyue in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom amidst her shy exclamation.
"Today, let us conceive a child."
"Good man... good man, hurry..."
The bedroom was soon filled with joyous cries.
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Near the Star Luo Domain, on Sweet Wine Island...
Puppet Sect.
Yuzhuang, dressed in red, was lovingly drawing the likeness of her beloved on paper. She was so focused that she didn’t notice a young girl disciple she had taken in approaching her side.
It wasn’t until the young girl disciple spoke that she snapped out of her reverie and softly said, "He is your other ancestor, surnamed Song, named Yan. He’s gone to a very, very far place. But one day, Master will go to find him. Once I find him, Master can be with him forever."
The young girl giggled, "Shy, isn’t Master embarrassed!"
Yet she still leaned in to watch with curiosity.
The more she watched, the more the young girl raised her head in surprise, looking not far away and muttering in disbelief, "Song..."
Yuzhuang, sensing something, also raised her head to see the Profound Robe man approaching from the opposite side.
The man couldn’t believe his eyes, "Yuzhuang... is it really you? I... I heard there was still a Puppet Sect here and wanted to take a look..."
The young girl clapped her hands and laughed, "Master doesn’t need to go to far places to find our ancestor!"
Yuzhuang watched him warily until she’d asked many questions and confirmed that the person before her was indeed her beloved. Then she rushed over, leaping into the man’s embrace.
Song Yan lifted the petite body, spinning her in mid-air, and whispered softly in her ear, "From now on, I’ll live incognito and be with you forever."
Years later, the Puppet Sect’s name gradually became established in the Star Luo Domain, and the name of the "Twin Demons of Puppets" gradually spread far and wide. Gradually, the "Twin Demons" became known as the "Twin Fiends"...
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Above the clouds, Song Yan calmly watched the scenes below him unfold, occasionally sending his avatars to mend past minor regrets, and sharing the happy sensations that returned...
"Do you always hold grudges?" Ning Yunmiao asked.
Song Yan shook his head and said, "It’s just that you mentioned the world of mortals feeling dull, so I created a past world for you to see, so you can walk through it when you feel bored.
Regrets are regrets. Unless one returns to the past, how can they be rectified?
If I truly felt they were rectified, that would only be self-deception.
But if I did return to the past, it would be nothing more than another round; how could that rectify anything?
One’s uniqueness arises from such imperfections, making them extraordinary.
Looking back, I have no regrets."
Ning Yunmiao said, "But this world is a real world."
She sighed lightly, "A Saint truly knows no bounds and can even make the past reappear."
After speaking, she cast a glance at Po Xu Yuzhuang.
Po Xu Yuzhuang lay on the cloud, her eyes fixed on the "Twin Fiends" at the Puppet Sect. She had witnessed the origin of this body, and her bond with her father had deepened.
In fact, at this moment, her appearance was quite distinct from the living Cao Yuzhuang’s, as this body was a crafted puppet.
She watched Cao Yuzhuang with a silly sweet smile, and subconsciously called out, "Mother."
After calling, she ran over to Song Yan’s side and asked, "Father, where is Mother now?"
She only saw the most beautiful image, not the unpleasant ones.
Hearing her words, Song Yan immediately understood her meaning, realizing that young Po Xu thought she was the child of him and Cao Yuzhuang.
After a brief thought, Song Yan stroked her hair and replied, "In the past."
Po Xu Yuzhuang curiously asked, "The past?"
Song Yan replied, "She stayed in the past, did not come to the present, and will not... go to the future."
Po Xu Yuzhuang listened somewhat confused but nodded deeply.
As they spoke, a rich floral fragrance suddenly rose up.
Po Xu Yuzhuang stepped past Song Yan’s shoulder to look far away and exclaimed, "The flowers have bloomed! So many Other Shore Flowers have bloomed! Father! The flowers you’ve been waiting for have finally bloomed!"
The dense floral fragrance formed a path, descending along the giant tower.
