Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?-Chapter 441 - : 239. The Return of Fang Yuan!_2
Chapter 441: 239. The Return of Fang Yuan!_2
“Don’t worry,”
Liu Ruoxue smiled broadly and softly said, “No matter what, I am still the last disciple of Master. She won’t do anything to me.”
“Maybe we should just let it go.”
“Since when did you become such a coward?”
Liu Ruoxue let go of his hand, smiled sweetly at him and said, “Don’t worry. With the war between the fairy and demon races imminent, the worst that can happen to me is being sent to Two Realms Mountain to atone for my actions.”
“But…”
...
Xu Yuan still hesitated.
Shi Ruoyu practiced the Ruthless Sword Dao, which didn’t concern itself with any master-disciple affection.
“Xu Yuan.”
Liu Ruoxue suddenly wore a somber expression, her voice defeated, “Trust me. When they came before, I couldn’t do anything, couldn’t help you. Now, finally, I have a chance, so let me take it.”
“…”
Xu Yuan was stunned, but he immediately understood her thoughts.
Clearly, the previous incident with Tian Liuli and her rage had a profound impact on her.
Feeling guilty about being powerless during that turmoil, even the desire she had previously to compete with them had vanished.
“I understand. Be very careful, and if it’s not feasible, then don’t force it,”
Xu Yuan said solemnly, “I have Illusion Technique, so infiltrating is quite easy for me.”
“Mhm.”
Liu Ruoxue nodded at him, “I’m going.”
With that, not waiting for his reply, she transformed into a bright streak of sword light, shooting straight for the Sword Sect’s Mountain Protection Array.
“Unworthy disciple Liu Ruoxue returns to the Sect today! I hope to see Master!”
Xu Yuan didn’t rush to take action but instead turned to Xue Lin and said, “There’s something I need you to do.”
“Xu Yuan, you name it.”
Perhaps, infected by Liu Ruoxue’s resolute spirit, she took on a much more serious demeanor as well.
“Go to Dawn City and find the Tower Master of Heavenly Machine Tower, Chu Bingyan, and tell her I have returned.”
Xu Yuan didn’t know whether Chu Bingyan would choose Jing Lixue or him, but, for the time being, the two had no conflicts.
So, he chose to inform Chu Bingyan of his return. Perhaps, he could learn some information about the eight great sects from her.
Of course, there was another reason—he preferred that she didn’t know about what he was about to do.
“Heavenly Machine Tower? Chu Bingyan?”
Xue Lin tilted her head slightly, as if trying to remember these two names.
A moment later, she nodded and said, “I understand.”
She turned to run outside.
Xu Yuan helplessly grabbed her collar, watching as she tried to run with all four limbs in the air but couldn’t move, he sighed and said, “Do you even know the direction to Dawn City? And will she believe you if you just say you’re sent by me?”
“Oh, right!”
Xue Lin belatedly realized her oversight.
Xu Yuan shook his head, cast an Illusion Technique on her, and also conveyed the general direction and distance through Divine Sense. He then took out a piece of cloth with dark red bloodstains from his storage bag and handed it to her, “Go.”
Fortunately, he had once contemplated using this evidence for blackmail and had secretly kept it. Otherwise, it would have been rather difficult to explain now.
Xue Lin, seemingly curious, leaned in to sniff at the cloth.
“Alright, enough. Go now,”
He patted her head, “Come back and I’ll reward you with a sausage.”
A sausage?
Xue Lin obviously didn’t understand what that was, but that didn’t prevent her from recognizing it as a reward.
Once she had left, Xu Yuan turned back to look at the Sword Sect, which had been awakened by Liu Ruoxue’s shout.
But within the inverted, bowl-shaped, seven-colored Glazed Spirit Cover, numerous flying swords were rising from within the mountains, drawn by the sound.
Amongst them were Nascent Soul Elders, releasing Spiritual Pressure and hostility, cautiously watching the Fallen Sword Fairy who had willingly followed the Outer Domain Demon.
“Come up the mountain and see me.”
The voice of Shi Ruoyu was neither slow nor hurried, lacking the expected rage of thunder.
All that was there was a calmness akin to addressing a stranger.
Her Divine Sense swept over the path Liu Ruoxue took to come but detected nothing, so it retracted.
In plain sight of all, Xu Yuan entered the Sword Sect through an opening in the Sect Protection Array.
Although he was quite weak now, he was still at the Nascent Soul Stage. Even without the Illusory Mirror, during the time he had held it, he had already analyzed it thoroughly. Now, even without the Illusory Mirror, he could blend in unnoticed, even by Primordial Spirit True Persons without them taking a detailed look.
As Liu Ruoxue went to the Summit of Yin Peak, the disciples who had gathered to watch also dispersed, returning to their own dwellings.
Xu Yuan walked on the familiar mountain path, his expression serene.
For him, other than the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Sword Sect was the place where he had stayed the longest in this world.
Returning to the old place, he had no sentimental thoughts.
What he had was an unreserved desire to become stronger.
“Sister in front, could you please stop for a moment? I don’t seem to have seen you before.”
A hesitant voice, tinged with some sharpness, came from behind him.
Hearing this voice, Xu Yuan’s steps involuntarily halted.
He had not expected that the first person he would meet upon returning to the Sword Sect would be someone familiar to him.
Yun looked at the figure ahead that should have been a stranger, but for some reason felt vaguely familiar, and her heart suddenly began to beat wildly, like a frightened deer.
Could it be… her?
No, impossible!
Her jade hand slowly clenched.
Ever since Fang Yuan had disappeared in Dawn City a year ago, she had more than once inquired about her whereabouts.
But she never obtained any news of her, as if Fang Yuan had vanished into thin air.
But just now, she had heard the news of Liu Ruoxue’s return.
Thus, her long-sealed heart began to beat once again.
She had intended to wait for Liu Ruoxue at the summit, but unexpectedly, on the path there, she saw a shadow that bore a slight resemblance to someone from her past.
Hence, she made this inquiry.
“Sister, is there something you need?”
When Xu Yuan, who had changed his appearance, turned around, Yun’s expression immediately became somewhat disappointed.
It wasn’t… her.
“Sorry, sister, I mistook you for someone else.”
Yun forced a smile.
She remembered seeing this sister in the last grand competition of the Sword Sect.
“It’s fine, sister. Where are you off to?”
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Xu Yuan smiled at her and, without drawing attention, glanced at her fingernails.
“I am going to ask the Peak Master some questions.”
Yun nodded slightly, “I won’t disturb you any further, sister. I’ll be on my way.”
Having said that, she quickened her pace, intending to pass him by like the wind.
“Sister, wait a moment.”
However, just as she was about to move past him, Xu Yuan suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
“Sister, please behave with decorum…”
Yun furrowed her brows, intending to pull her hand away, but when she heard what he whispered next, she was taken aback and stared at him with wide eyes.
“Sister Yun, have you recently been indulging in self-pleasure at night, fantasizing about me grinding you a few times? Do you need my help again?”
He exhaled gently by her ear, speaking with a smile.
“You, you’re Fang Yuan?”
Yun looked at him in disbelief, her eyes welling up with tears of joy.
“Have you really come back as well?”
“What else?”
Xu Yuan smiled at her, “Do you need to go inside to verify it? I see your nails have been cut quite a bit, you must have missed me dearly, right?”
Yun’s face flushed with color, she bit her lip and gave him a fierce glare, “Couldn’t it be that I just wanted to be tidy?”
Xu Yuan remained silent but smiling.
“Wait, how did you just walk in so openly? You weren’t discovered by the Peak Master, were you?”
Yun suddenly seemed to realize something and looked up at the sky. Only after not seeing the familiar sword light did she breathe a sigh of relief.
“It’s a long story, why don’t we talk about it inside?”
Having said that, without waiting for Yun to refuse, he led the woman who had once actively asked for his hand-held relief into the house.
