Chapter 116 : When Did You Arrive
Chapter 116: When Did You Arrive?
“Could it be that old man from the Divine Realm is still unwilling to let things go?”
“That’s not right! I didn’t even take that person’s life. That old man still needs my master to treat his illness—would he really dare to cause trouble?”
“Isn’t he afraid of being poisoned to death?”
Thoughts surged chaotically through Li Yunqing’s mind. As she arrived at the front courtyard, she saw Ghost Granny being invited into the inner courtyard by the servants.
“Master!”
Li Yunqing stepped forward and said to the servant, “You can go about your work, I’ll take over!”
When the servant saw Li Yunqing, he became somewhat dazed, as if he had never seen such a gentle and graceful fairy before.
Only after Li Yunqing supported Ghost Granny and walked away did he gradually regain his senses, unable to help but sigh, “Miss Yunqing is so gentle. I wonder who will be fortunate enough to marry her!”
At the Guanyun Pavilion, Xiaolan served tea and pastries before quietly withdrawing.
“Master, why have you come?”
“Could it be that Feng Lao is causing trouble?”
Li Yunqing’s temper stirred faintly. A dignified Divine Realm expert—and still a patient at that—how could he be so petty?
She had only just visited him this morning.
Moreover, now that she had apprenticed under the Sword Saint, she likely wouldn’t be able to enter sects like the Hundred Flowers Sect.
Aside from Feng Lao getting angry, she couldn’t think of any other reason.
“Don’t worry, Master. I’ll help you vent your anger in the future!”
When it came to being petty, Li Yunqing had been even more narrow-minded than the tip of a needle when she was young.
“Alright, it’s not about that. Feng Lao isn’t that petty!”
Ghost Granny almost burst out laughing.
She truly hadn’t expected that the gentle-as-water Li Yunqing would have such a temper.
Earlier that morning, when Feng Xuanyi had collapsed at her feet, barely breathing, she had almost failed to react.
In her impression, Li Yunqing had always been so quiet that it bordered on being detached from worldly affairs.
Now she appeared even gentler than before, yet her temper had grown alongside it.
“I saw that what you learned was the movement technique of the Mingyu Martial Hall, so I asked Feng Lao for a supreme movement technique!”
As she spoke, Ghost Granny took out a yellowed book from her sleeve and placed it before Li Yunqing.
“Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance?”
Looking at the words on the book, Li Yunqing blinked and subconsciously flipped through it.
“According to Feng Lao, this movement technique was created based on the divine abilities of the Phoenix clan.”
“In ancient legends, although the Phoenix belongs to the Demon Race, it is also a sacred spirit of the Nine Heavens. With a single dance, it can shake the Nine Heavens.”
“Its Nirvana Flame is one of the most wondrous flames in existence.”
Ghost Granny softly explained, “This movement technique should be extraordinary.”
“Nine Heavens? Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”
Li Yunqing found it hard to believe.
The Phoenix was indeed powerful, but such sacred spirits had long vanished from the world.
A movement technique created based on Phoenix divine abilities sounded somewhat overstated.
“Who knows?”
Ghost Granny replied softly, then added, “Feng Lao once said that there are Nine Heavens above and Ten Lands below, collectively called the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.”
“But it’s only a legend. No one has ever seen it.”
“Even during the Age of Immortals and Gods, sacred spirits like the Phoenix had already disappeared. Ascending to immortality was rarely seen.”
“Still, for this technique to dare bear the name of the Phoenix, it shouldn’t be inferior.”
Hearing Ghost Granny’s words, Li Yunqing subconsciously said, “Nine Heavens and Ten Lands? Could it be that the land beneath our feet is only one of the Ten Lands?”
“If that’s the case, then this world is far too vast.”
Yuan Qing had told her many things about immortals and gods. Even the method to conceal the light of the formation patterns on her Flying Sword had been taught by Yuan Qing.
Beyond the Immortal God Forbidden Zone lay an even more vast, boundless, and prosperous world.
Nearly ninety percent of the remnants of immortal and divine consciousness would drift there.
As for the Great Yu Imperial Dynasty and the territories of the Demon Race, according to Yuan Qing, they were merely a corner of the entire continent.
“Who knows?”
Ghost Granny responded, “With the fall of the immortals and gods, many things have long been buried in the passage of time, impossible to uncover again.”
“That’s true!”
Li Yunqing nodded.
In the Age of Immortals and Gods, records were often inscribed on jade slips using magical power and divine sense.
Under the backlash of heaven and earth, many things had turned to dust before they could be preserved.
“You have comprehended Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance.”
“Automatically replacing the lower-tier movement technique Wind and Cloud Movement Technique. Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance Initiated.”
“Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance (Initiated 0/1000) Trait: Ethereal Cloud Mist”
Seeing the text flash before her eyes, Li Yunqing closed the book, and the essentials of Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance surfaced in her mind.
It was indeed created by imitating the divine abilities of the Phoenix.
The Phoenix, as a sacred spirit of the Nine Heavens, possessed the Nirvana Flame and could undergo nine rebirths in its lifetime, growing stronger each time.
Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance simulated this Nirvana Flame, transforming it into the source of movement—not only granting extreme speed but also enhancing explosive power.
However, the enhancement was limited, as imitation remained imitation—it was not the real thing.
“Perhaps there will be a miracle?”
Thinking of the Longevity Panel, Li Yunqing said no more. She raised her hand and returned the manual to Ghost Granny. “Master, I’ve memorized it all.”
“Excellent!”
Ghost Granny took the book, her face full of satisfaction.
When she had taught Li Yunqing medical arts before, she had already known of her extraordinary memory. Now, in just the time it took to drink a cup of tea, she had memorized the movement technique completely.
“In that case, I should head back. Focus on your cultivation. If anything comes up, come find me!”
“With Feng Lao around, many things may seem complicated, but sometimes they’re resolved with just a word!”
Ghost Granny spoke as she put away the manual and slowly stood up.
“Mm!” Li Yunqing responded, “I’ll see you off!”
Asking others for help was something she truly couldn’t do.
Especially asking men—she would probably never be able to open her mouth for that.
After all, asking for help required paying a price. Some prices she couldn’t afford, and would never be willing to pay.
Even this time, it was merely a favor owed by the Sword Saint.
Without the Sword Saint, she would likely have been fleeing across the world, growing stronger, before eventually killing her way into the Imperial City.
“Starting tomorrow, the arena will be set up. I should focus on cultivation first!”
After seeing Ghost Granny off, Li Yunqing’s thoughts stirred, and her Divine Intent Incarnation leapt out.
A pure white figure sat cross-legged atop the roof, harmonizing with the chill of heaven and earth, sensing the fluctuations between them.
Over time, once her comprehension of Frost Sword Intent reached a sufficient level, it would surge dramatically.
Meanwhile, her main body began cultivating Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance.
This technique was indeed incredibly fast. Once mastered, combined with various basic spells, her speed would become even greater.
“Perhaps even against a mid-tier Profound Realm Grandmaster, I could retreat calmly!”
“Buzz!”
Within the small courtyard of Guanyun Pavilion, Li Yunqing’s figure became like a phantom. With a light tap of her toes, she shot through the air instantly.
Wherever she passed, afterimages overlapped into a long dragon, taking an entire breath before gradually dissipating.
Cloud-like mist swirled around her, making her movements even more dreamlike and elusive, her speed multiplying.
“Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance Experience +3.”
“Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance Experience +3.”
The entire afternoon passed in cultivation, and her mastery of Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance grew increasingly refined.
With a single step, countless afterimages appeared around her, while her true body had already arrived dozens of feet away.
“As expected of a supreme technique!”
“I wonder if it can be restored into the true divine ability of the Phoenix clan?”
The more she cultivated, the more astonished Li Yunqing became. This was only the Initiated stage—if she reached Perfection, her speed would become even more terrifying.
If it could be restored into a divine ability, like the Formless Tribulation Finger, then once she fully comprehended the Five Elements True Intent and unraveled its mysteries, she might recreate the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.
Even a Divine Realm expert could be trapped for a brief moment.
That was a divine ability—something only Transformation Realm Venerables could grasp at minimum, and the foundation of immortal combat.
It contained the profound laws of heaven and earth.
“And also Melting Heaven Finger… If I fully comprehend the Five Elements True Intent and the laws of the Five Elements, and gain control over them, perhaps I can truly recreate the power of chaos!”
The more techniques she had, the less time she had for cultivation.
But with Longevity, she wasn’t anxious. As long as she persisted without slacking, she would eventually reach Perfection.
Night.
At Guanyun Pavilion, Li Yunqing leaned against a peach tree in the courtyard with her eyes closed, her entire being merging with the earth.
True Qi and magical power circulated within her, and she felt no cold—only a sense of comfort, as if she were immersed in nature itself.
This was likely related to her physique.
Pure Yin True Intent, Five Elements True Intent, and Frost Sword Intent quietly spread outward.
The withered flowers and plants around her seemed infused with new vitality, sprouting fresh greenery.
Branches and buds rapidly grew, surrounding her, forming silent guardians of vegetation.
Seeing Li Yunqing immersed in cultivation, Xiaolan did not leave. Instead, she leaned by the window with worry, watching silently.
The weather was growing colder. Cultivating outside like this—she feared her young lady might fall ill.
Moreover, tomorrow she would set up an arena in front of the Imperial City gates, facing battle after battle.
“My talent is poor. I can’t help Miss…”
Xiaolan sighed inwardly. After three months of cultivation, aside from gaining much greater strength—enough to carry her young lady with one hand—she still hadn’t entered the ranks of martial arts.
She simply couldn’t keep up with her young lady.
All she could do was fulfill her daily duties of service.
“Fortunately, Miss only lets me help her bathe and dress!”
Thinking of this, Xiaolan smiled faintly and gradually fell asleep by the window.
Who knew what she dreamed of—her eyelids trembled, and the pillow in her arms slowly deformed.
It wasn’t until dawn that Xiaolan suddenly woke, her face inexplicably flushed red.
“I actually dreamed about Miss…”
“How could I do something like that?”
Thinking of the scenes in her dream, Xiaolan felt unbearably embarrassed, her face growing even redder.
Those soft, warm sensations from the dream lingered vividly in her heart, making it race wildly.
“Next time during bathing, I…”
For a moment, Xiaolan didn’t even know how to face her young lady anymore, her mind falling into a daze.
How could she harbor such disrespectful thoughts toward Miss?
“Tap… tap…”
Footsteps approached from afar.
The Sword Saint of Cangshan, together with Lu Xingzhou, Xun Fei, Wunian, and Qi Feihong, slowly stepped into the small courtyard of Guanyun Pavilion.
Almost instantly, everyone’s gaze was drawn to the scene within the courtyard.
The low peach tree had blossomed again, pink petals and tender green leaves filling its branches.
Beneath it, flowers of various colors bloomed brilliantly under the morning sunlight.
Tufts of fresh grass swayed gently in the breeze.
Amidst the riot of colors, a gentle figure leaned against the curved trunk of the peach tree, dozing lightly.
Her skin was as fair as jade, glowing under the sunlight. Her expression was serene and gentle, soft as spring water.
There was an almost soul-deep attraction, irresistibly captivating.
Even the purple dress could not fully conceal her slightly curled body, stretched tightly against her form.
Her upright chest, slender waist, and even the slightly compressed curve of her hips were clearly visible.
Seeing this scene, including the Sword Saint of Cangshan, everyone froze in place.
They had never expected that instead of sleeping properly indoors, Li Yunqing would lie alone in the courtyard like this.
Such an alluring posture, lying there as if open to be taken at will—
If she encountered a flower thief, the consequences would be unimaginable.
For a moment, the entire courtyard fell into a terrifying silence.
They could hear each other’s heartbeats and breathing.
After a long while—
“Mmm…”
Li Yunqing stretched her arms, letting out a soft, lazy murmur.
Seeing that she was about to wake, everyone—including the Sword Saint of Cangshan—was startled.
It felt as though they had been caught spying.
Almost instinctively, they wanted to turn and leave, feeling inexplicably guilty.
But at that moment, Li Yunqing opened her eyes and immediately saw the silent group standing at the entrance.
She jolted slightly, then glanced down at her neatly arranged clothing before letting out a sigh of relief.
“You all… when did you arrive?”
“Why didn’t you wake me?”