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Chapter 205 The Daily Life of Group Members

Will we wait until Fan Xian returns from his journey south...?

That won't be long!

Lin Yu smiled slightly and replied, "You're making pretty fast progress!"

[Yun Ye: Hehe!]

Tang Dynasty Brick World, on a meadow at the foot of Jade Mountain.

A handsome young man in a blue robe sat on the ground, smelling the fragrance of wildflowers around him, and chuckled to himself for no apparent reason.

Beside him, a beautiful woman in a pale yellow dress blinked and whispered shyly, "Brother, what are you so happy about?"

"……nothing."

Yun Ye snapped out of his reverie, turned to look at Xin Yue beside him, and smiled slightly, saying, "It's just that the scene brought back some memories, reminding me of the days I spent with my fellow disciples under our master."

"..."

Xin Yue blinked her beautiful almond-shaped eyes: "Just fellow disciples?"

Yun Ye was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Of course!"

"My mentor has always been a restless person who loves to travel and enjoy life. Naturally, the disciples he brings with him are all as mischievous and unruly as I am."

"As for female disciples, there are a few, but they are all the type who prefer quiet to activity."

"I followed my mentor for over ten years, but until his passing, I never saw him in person..."

That's it!

Xin Yue was both surprised and relieved, but when she came to her senses, she realized that she was jealous of Yun Ye. She couldn't help but lower her head slightly, feeling a little shy and guilty.

To ask such a question before even entering the family would likely have already caused dissatisfaction among other scions of prominent families.

Xin Yue felt a little ashamed, but she didn't regret it. Women from Sichuan have always been fiery and bold, and of course she had to hold on tightly to Yun Ye, who was her ideal husband who perfectly met all her expectations!
Thinking of this, Xin Yue's pretty face flushed slightly, but she still suppressed her shyness and raised her head, looking intently at Yun Ye, and said softly:

"Brother, could you tell me about your story with the esteemed Master Xiaoyaozi back then?"

"Okay!"

Yun Ye readily agreed and began to tell Xin Yue the stories he had already prepared.

But as he spoke, Yun Ye suddenly felt a little dazed. When did he become able to fabricate lies so naturally, and even empathize with these fabricated stories?
Thinking of this, Yun Ye fell silent.

He told so many lies that even he started to believe them himself.

It's as if there really is such a wise and venerable master in this world...

No, maybe there really is!
Yun Ye raised his head, gazing intently at the sky.

These stories all stem from his experiences in his previous life.

Parents, teachers, colleagues, leaders, and even strangers who crossed paths with him—all these elements combined to create the image of an omnipotent master.

Now, Xiaoyaozi's personality and image are increasingly resembling Lin Yu's.

For Yun Ye, who possessed the loneliness of a transmigrator, this powerful figure who had supported them all the way had, to some extent, become the elder brother he truly recognized...

Thinking of this, Yun Ye suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth.

Yes, he has a real story now, so why does he have to make up lies?
Just then, a soft sobbing sound came from the side.

Yun Ye snapped out of his daze, paused for a moment, and quickly turned to look. He saw Xin Yue, dressed in a pale yellow dress, kneeling beside him, her slender hand on his arm, her eyes red-rimmed as she looked at him.

He panicked and quickly tried to comfort her, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Xin Yue sobbed, "It's all my fault, I made you remember those sad things..."

Yun Ye was taken aback for a moment, then understood. He patted her hand gently and said, "It's not your fault. I was just lost in memories and neglected you... I haven't even asked how long I was daydreaming."

Xin Yue choked back tears as she replied, "About...about fifteen minutes!"

"What?" Yun Ye's eyes widened in astonishment. "So long?!"

Xin Yue nodded repeatedly, her gaze towards Yun Ye revealing a hint of worry and heartache.

Yun Ye came to his senses and immediately had an idea. He used his spiritual sense to examine the Qi Sea inside his body.

Sure enough, the mana in my dantian had increased considerably compared to before, and the circulatory system had started operating on its own, continuously drawing mana from my elemental root...

"Is this the epiphany that Old Su mentioned before?"

Yun Ye was overjoyed and also understood the reason for his sudden enlightenment.

When Su Haoming had his enlightenment, he completely abandoned his career in the imperial examinations and decided to live a carefree life in the mortal world and cultivate immortality. This concept was very much in line with the original intention of the wind, which made him more and more compatible with the wind-type spiritual root.

As a transmigrator, Yun Ye had always felt like a drifting duckweed, believing himself to be rootless and adrift.

Even after finding a member of the Yun family and becoming the Marquis of Lantian County, the situation did not actually improve.

The root cause was his fabricated identity as a disciple of a highly accomplished master.

The foundation built on lies is destined to be unsustainable. Even if Yun Ye doesn't feel anything on the surface, deep down he still feels uneasy about it.

Until just now, he suddenly realized his unease and thus became even more aligned with the earth's down-to-earth nature and the water's adaptability.

Of course, all of the above are just Yun Ye's insights and speculations.

The real reason is that we need to go to the temple and let Brother Lin take a look...

Thinking of this, Yun Ye calmed down, looked at the woman beside him whose eyes were still red, and smiled slightly, "Alright, don't worry, I'm perfectly fine."

"……Really?"

"of course!"

Yun Ye made a solemn promise, then slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Right, it's disrespectful to always talk badly about our master behind his back. Why don't we change the subject and let me tell you about our eldest brother!"

"Senior Brother?" Xin Yue's curiosity was indeed piqued by this new character.

Recalling Brother Lin's appearance, Yun Ye sighed, "My eldest brother is the most outstanding person I have ever met. In terms of cultivation alone, even my master pales in comparison..."

Xin Yue exclaimed in surprise, "So amazing?"

Yun Ye nodded emphatically and said softly, "The first time I met my senior brother was in his study at his secular home..."

He slightly modified his own experiences, setting them against the backdrop of the Tang Dynasty, and told stories about his interactions with Lin Yu and others.

This time, the story was told in great detail, captivating Xin Yue completely.

About half an hour later, Xin Yue, her face full of amazement, couldn't help but ask:

"The flying fish as large as a ship was not the legendary Kun, but the Li... Li from Western mythology..."

"Leviathan."

"Leviathan... Does such a strange beast really exist in this world?"

Yun Ye laughed and said, "Of course, would I, your brother, lie to you?"

Xin Yue said wistfully, "Such a strange beast, and Senior Brother was able to subdue it so easily. He must be a celestial being..."

Looking at the expression on her face, Yun Ye suddenly smiled and said, "If we can get married in the future, I will ask my senior brother to personally officiate our wedding. What do you say?"

"……what?"

The sudden, direct approach struck Xin Yue right in the heart, leaving her dizzy, her face flushed, and her hands seemingly out of control, too shy to do anything.

Upon seeing this, Yun Ye couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Then it's settled!"

Fan Xian has too many direct relatives, including his biological father, adoptive father, and master, leaving him no room to make his own decisions.

But Yun Ye is different. He is a transmigrator who is all alone and the only male in the entire Yun family. If he asks Lin Yu to be his witness, no one in the Yun family will object!

……

……

While Yunye and Xinyue were enjoying their sweet moments, the messages in the group chat continued unabated.

In the world of Joy of Life, Fan Xian, riding a tall horse and accompanied by three guards, led the Southern Qing delegation's convoy to the border while chatting enthusiastically in a group chat.

Just then, a very faint sound suddenly came from the dense fog-shrouded dwarf fir forest ahead.

Fan Xian frowned slightly, glancing calmly in the direction from which the sound came.

The next second, a whooshing sound came from ahead, and a short axe tore through the air, spinning as it flew towards the carriage behind Fan Xian.
Fan Xian frowned slightly, staring expressionlessly at the flying axe hurtling towards him.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the sharp axe blade stopped a foot in front of Fan Xian, trembling in the air.

Looking back along the axe blade, you can see a ferocious face with a knife scar.

It was none other than the tallest and strongest of Fan Xian's three bodyguards!
Just before the short axe was about to strike, he appeared in front of Fan Xian with a speed that defied his physical limitations and firmly grasped the axe.

Those dark eyes were now fixed on the direction from which the short axe had come, their gaze filled with coldness and anger.

"How brave!"

Fu Hao gripped the axe handle tightly, his fingers digging into the metal, and glared at the dwarf pine forest, saying, "You cowardly bastards, how dare you ambush my young master halfway... Are you tired of living?!"

Before he finished speaking, he used his five fingers to throw the already twisted short axe back.

In an instant, the thrown short axe transformed into a streak of light, crashing through seven or eight trees before disappearing into the dwarf fir forest.

Fan Xian paid no attention to Fu Hao's actions; his gaze had been fixed on the figure hidden in the woods from the very beginning.

Combining the information from the original work, and that exquisite little short axe, Fan Xian pondered for a moment, then said thoughtfully:

"The Holy Maiden of Northern Qi, Haitang Duoduo?"

"..."

The dwarf fir grove remained silent for a moment, then a young woman emerged from it.

She wasn't particularly beautiful, and her attire was quite ordinary. She had a floral headscarf tied around her head and a bamboo basket hanging in her hand, containing some freshly picked mushrooms. She looked like an ordinary village girl.

But Fan Xian knew that the woman in front of him was definitely not a country girl.

Because her eyes were exceptionally bright, they seemed to reflect the meadows, lakes, and even the entire sky she saw.

A radiant inner light, with a sudden flash of brilliance, is a sign of the formation of true qi.

Without a doubt, this person is the Holy Maiden of Northern Qi that Fan Xian mentioned—Haitang Duoduo!

After appearing, Haitang Duoduo glanced at the axe that had disappeared into the forest behind her, and sighed with a hint of helplessness, "Why bother? My target isn't your young master."

"Can't I just kill the person in the carriage, and we can all go our separate ways in peace?"

"Peaceful coexistence?" Fu Hao sneered, taking a heavy step forward as if ready to attack. "Offending the young master and trying to run away? Do you really think we don't exist?!"

"Fu Hao".

Fan Xian suddenly spoke, calling out to Fu Hao.

Fu Hao was slightly taken aback, then stopped and respectfully waited beside Fan Xian.

Fan Xian raised his head, looked at the slightly surprised Haitang Duoduo in front of him, and said indifferently, "The Holy Maiden of Northern Qi actually ventured into Qing Kingdom alone to intercept and kill the prisoners of the delegation."

"Such behavior is quite different from the character you've been portrayed as."

"I suppose only your master, Ku He, could have made you do this, right?"

(End of this chapter)