Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 275 You pursued me unsuccessfully, so you turned to my master.
The adulterous couple, far away in the small town of Tianshuang Kingdom, were completely unaware that because of Lu Xingzhou's casual trick, Chen Yu had gained a free opportunity to travel abroad.

Even if you know, there's nothing you can do except pray that the person is alright.

Early in the morning, Ye Tinglan, having calmed down all night, went to find Lu Xingzhou next door. She immediately saw Lu Xingzhou sitting cross-legged by the bed, practicing meditation.

His soul injury seems to have almost healed. Even if there are still some remnants, he can recover naturally with more rest and does not need any further treatment.

The morning sunlight shone on him, making him look much more holy and clean. Suddenly, I felt that the intimacy of the past few days was like a dream.

Especially yesterday, Ye Tinglan couldn't recall what her mindset was when she was offered cherries, or how she could have agreed to it...

Now that he has recovered from his injuries, the excuse of "healing" is gone. Will the illusion of the past few days dissipate and return to the starting point?
Ye Tinglan knew it was unlikely.

Even if this man were to disappear from the world now, he would probably still remember him when he returned to the Tianyao Holy Land to cultivate.

According to the cultivation theories instilled since childhood, one should strive for complete detachment from emotions. He himself follows the path of detachment, while Yuan Muyu goes to a more extreme path of severing all emotions. Regardless of whose approach is correct, it seems that neither of them has succeeded so far.

Ultimately, we are still far from the true pinnacle of cultivation. What is called the "super grade" in this life is merely mediocre in the broader definition of cultivation.

Being in the middle of the stream means that there is still a long way to go for everyone to explore, and whether it will succeed or fail is at least uncertain at present.

Regardless of how Yuan Muyu's left and right brains were fighting each other, for herself, forgetting feelings didn't mean being heartless. Now that she was in love, she was in love, and there was no need to deny it. She could simply enjoy the good things about him, and she was indeed very happy.

As for the day when I will forget it and it will eventually cease to cause a ripple, then perhaps I will have attained enlightenment.

I once told my apprentice to let things take their natural course, and that's what I meant. My apprentice hasn't encountered it yet, but I've already entered the game myself, so be it.

On the path of cultivation, Ye Tinglan has always been consistent, her understanding has always been the same, and she seems much clearer than her younger sister, who doesn't know what she's supposed to do. But the problem is...

When will you forget it?

What if you can't forget it?
And what if he wanted to do what he did last night, or do something more advanced?
Should we just let things take their natural course?
Lost in thought, Lu Xingzhou's eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly opened them.

A fleeting glint of light flashed in his eyes, a sign of progress in cultivation. In Ye Tinglan's judgment, this meant he was almost ready to attempt a breakthrough to the third rank.

So he said, "Your cultivation speed is unprecedented. This is certainly due to the blessing of the immortal bones, and... and the promotion of dual cultivation, but your personal talent is also top-notch. For the past ten years or so, you have really been dragged down."

Lu Xingzhou grinned: "Thank you for the compliment, Madam."

Ye Tinglan didn't react to the title of "Madam" at all. Instead, she smiled and stepped forward, rubbing his head like a puppy: "Cultivation is a race against time. The sooner you break through, the more beneficial it will be for the future. For example, the secret realm that cannot be explored at this moment can be explored after you break through. But if you delay for years, others will get there first, and you will miss out on the good fortune. This is what is meant by 'one step behind leads to another step behind'."

Feeling her unchanging tenderness and doting, Lu Xingzhou breathed a slight sigh of relief. This usual motherly lecturing actually became her charm, so he smiled and said, "Then, sir, please help me break through to the third rank."

Her tone carried a hint of coquetry, which made Ye Tinglan smile. She went from rubbing her head to rubbing her face with both hands: "Your cultivation method tells you that cultivation relies on the help of others?"

“It wasn’t possible before, but now I have my husband,” Lu Xingzhou said matter-of-factly.

Ye Tinglan smiled sternly: "I'm telling you all this to urge you to focus on your cultivation, and not always think about how to take advantage of women or push your luck! Look, you were left out all night last night, and your injuries are almost healed, and your cultivation has even improved slightly..."

Lu Xingzhou muttered, "Are you sure this effect isn't because of the yin-yang harmony I had with my wife last night?"

Ye Tinglan: "..."

It seems to be somewhat effective. After all, in terms of healing, his injury was only to his soul, but the harmonious progress in cultivation was still working.

"So, isn't the urging from the master about this...?" Lu Xingzhou wrapped his arms around the older sister who was rubbing her face and pulled her into his embrace.

Ye Tinglan angrily pressed his head down and buried it in her chest: "I'll urge you on, I'll urge you to death!"

Lu Xingzhou waved his hands beside him, "Mmm mmm mmm..."

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"Well."

"do not talk."

"..." Lu Xingzhou calmed down and simply hugged his waist without moving.

Ye Tinglan looked down, the tenderness in her eyes gradually turning into a seductive look. She bit her lower lip and said, "Don't just stand there. How did you move yesterday? Move again."

Lu Xingzhou: “?”

How can I move when you're suffocating me? Are you talking about getting my teeth fixed?

Oh, maybe it really is. You can't just move your tongue, can you? You're wearing these clothes, what can your tongue do?

So Lu Xingzhou turned his head slightly and took a light bite.

Ye Tinglan let out another soft groan, and the hands holding his head went limp.

Ye Tinglan was reluctant to admit it, but at this moment she had to admit that she truly had desires.

In the long-term strict self-restraint, what was thought to be extinguished and annihilated turned out to be suppressed and never subsided. Once it rebounded, it seemed to be more serious than that of ordinary people.

At least the young ladies of noble families described in those erotic novels weren't as proactive as I am.

Forget it, what's the comparison between the young lady and me? What's wrong with finding a cute puppy to serve me?
Just then, Dugu Qingli's voice came from outside: "Master...Aunt, are you there?"

Ye Tinglan threw Lu Xingzhou aside as if she had been electrocuted. She looked down at the water stains on her chest, which were not obvious, and then left with a stern face: "Why did you come back so quickly?" Dugu Qingli did not notice the water stains either, but she was getting more and more used to the concept of her master becoming her senior uncle.

You're still giving me that look... I've already done enough by not bringing you back a single Anuo, okay?
Anyway, I've expelled him from the sect, so whatever.

So his face was even sterner than his master's, and he replied expressionlessly, "You think I ruined your plans, huh?"

Ye Tinglan said, "What are you thinking about? We were studying cultivation, and you interrupted us."

Dugu Qingli glanced at her master suspiciously, but her master remained unfazed. Little White Hair had no idea that her master had become like this, and instead felt somewhat apologetic: "I'm sorry. But when I went to Xiazhou, Ji Wenchuan was already about to leave. He only said a few words before leaving, so it didn't take up much time, and I came back a little early."

Lu Xingzhou peeked out from behind Ye Tinglan: "What did he say?"

"He said that King Yama personally ordered the Yin Corpse Sect to obey you."

Ye Tinglan silently squeezed the man's hand, making a cracking sound.

Lu Xingzhou's expression twitched; he didn't know what had happened either.

Yuan Muyu was so angry with her sister on the phone that she was about to explode, but how come she's suddenly become nice again?
But the idea that Yuan Muyu would plot against him was something Lu Xingzhou never even considered. Regardless of what had happened between them, his trust in her—that she would never be detrimental to him—never wavered.

“If that’s the case, then we shouldn’t delay. I’ll go and contact Elder Yin Feng.” Lu Xingzhou hesitated for a moment, then smiled apologetically, “Madam, please don’t go. You might scare people to death. I’ll go myself.”

Ye Tinglan was still a little worried: "Do you know where the Old Man of Yin Wind is?"

“Since he is in charge of the affairs of the Frost Kingdom, he must not be too far from the core city of the Frost Kingdom, Shadowmoon City. I will place a signal from the Yama Palace near Shadowmoon City, and the people of the Yama Palace will know it.”

“In that case, Qingli, the accompanying guards, should report any problems immediately. I will go to Shadowmoon City to check on the situation; we can travel together.”

Dugu Qingli pointed to her nose, wanting to say something but not saying it.

You really trust me... no, you really trust him.

You really left me alone with him!

Ye Tinglan gave her a strange look: "What's wrong, niece? Is there a problem?"

"No...no." Dugu Qingli said expressionlessly, "Then let's go, Aunt."

Lu Xingzhou was both amused and exasperated. He pulled out a wheelchair, sat down, and prepared to take flight.

Dugu Qingli glanced at it and tragically realized that the thought that flashed through her mind was, "Oh no, Master is going to sit in it." She quickly realized it couldn't be that simple; the wheelchair was Lu Xingzhou's own flying device, what did it have to do with her master? Her master could fly himself…

Just as she was blaming herself for thinking badly of her master, she saw Ye Tinglan sit on the man's lap very naturally: "Let's go."

Dugu Qingli turned into an ice sculpture, watching helplessly as the wheelchair flew into the sky and turned into a tiny dot.

The ice sculpture slowly cracked, transforming into sword light that gave chase.

This master is no longer acceptable.

The road to Shadowmoon City wasn't too far. After a short while, Ye Tinglan reluctantly left the man's embrace, turned back to wave goodbye, and anxiously instructed her disciple: "If anything happens, crush the jade talisman immediately. Remember that."

Dugu Qingli really didn't want to talk. She wasn't this nervous when you sent her out to train.

Seeing that her master had gone into Shadowmoon City to find Su Yuan, Dugu Qingli finally breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders slumped, and she glanced sideways at Lu Xingzhou, saying, "Are you satisfied now?"

Lu Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, not understanding at first: "Satisfied with what?"

I'm certainly satisfied that I've managed to become the best in the world, but this shouldn't be a question for Little White Hair...

But then Dugu Qingli said, "You pursued me unsuccessfully, so you turned to my master, making me furious. Are you satisfied now?"

Lu Xingzhou: “?”

You and Yuan Muyu, the Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix, sit at the same table.

But then again, back then, Xiao Yan's pursuit of Yun Yun basically satisfied the readers' desires, didn't it?
Men...

However, Xiao Yan is a good person and will let Nalan Yanran go. Lu Xingzhou felt that he was not so good. If he were Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran would not be able to escape.

So he said, "How could that be your master? That's clearly Yuan Muyu. I knew her long before I knew you."

Dugu Qingli: "..."

Lu Xingzhou said, "Besides, the so-called senior uncle is not right either. Yuan Muyu is no longer a disciple of Tianyao. You should each follow your own seniority, so there is no issue of seniority."

Dugu Qingli's heart skipped a beat: "What do you want to say?"

Seeing her pale face, Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly: "It's nothing... Let's find Elder Yinfeng first."

"Whoosh!" The specially made fireworks of the Yama Palace shot into the sky, and Dugu Qingli broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if she had just fought a battle.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: Still asking for monthly votes~ I heard they want OR2, so I'm giving up...

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