Chapter 138.2 : Another Battle (Two in One Chapter) (Part 2)
"Little rascal, be careful out there. I'll always be waiting for you. The gates of Water Moon Peak will forever be… open for you."
She deliberately emphasized the word open.
Having long since shared countless intimate exchanges with this beautiful martial aunt, Chu Ge immediately understood the deeper meaning behind her words.
He pulled her into his arms in one swift motion, his hand naturally covering that round fullness, drawing a series of coquettish protests from the alluring woman.
"Don't worry. I won't keep Martial Aunt waiting for too long."
Chu Ge spoke softly, then lowered his head to give her a farewell of his own.
After that, his gaze shifted to the red-robed figure standing quietly nearby.
"Martial Aunt."
No trace of reluctance appeared on Dantai Jinglian's face.
Hearing Chu Ge call out to her, the corner of her lips curved upward as she tugged him over and responded in the most passionate way imaginable.
Only when thin, silvery strands stretched between them did the two finally part.
"Martial Nephew, don't make your martial aunt wait too long. Otherwise… hehe, you know my methods…"
A crimson glow flickered in Dantai Jinglian's eyes. Hearing this, Chu Ge smiled confidently.
"Martial Aunt, perhaps next time, it'll be you who experiences my methods."
"Oh? Then I suppose I'll have something to truly look forward to."
Letting his gaze wander, Chu Ge turned his attention to the two junior sisters.
"Junior Sisters."
Hearing his call, the sisters exchanged a glance.
In the next moment, like fledgling swallows returning to their nest, they both rushed into Chu Ge's arms.
One on each side, they hugged him tightly, then rose onto their toes and lightly pressed kisses against his cheeks.
"Senior Brother, we'll wait for you to come back!"
They spoke in unison. Chu Ge smiled warmly.
"I won't keep you waiting too long…"
With that, he gave each of them a proper farewell.
He thought the goodbyes had finally come to an end—
But unexpectedly, Ying Qingjue, who was supposed to be merely a spectator, hurried over and puckered her glossy red lips.
"Xiao Ge! Don't forget about me!"
"Sister Qingjue, aren't you traveling with me?"
Chu Ge laughed as he looked at this tall, graceful adopted sister.
Ying Qingjue met his gaze boldly, showing none of the bashfulness expected of a woman. She spoke with righteous confidence:
"They all got one—Xiao Ge, you can't play favorites!"
Left with no choice, Chu Ge smiled helplessly and pulled her slender figure into his arms.
This time, there was no need to lower his head—after all, Ying Qingjue was nearly as tall as he was.
Meeting her expectant gaze, Chu Ge slowly pressed his lips against her slightly puckered cherry lips.
Only then did it occur to him that this seemed to be his first true "exchange" with Ying Qingjue.
Thus, he merely sampled lightly, not even breaching the threshold.
Deeper interaction would be better saved for another time.
After all, this was neither the time nor the place to teach Ying Qingjue more.
At last, Chu Ge looked once more at the women before him, meeting their varied gazes.
Some were filled with longing, some with reluctance, some with tenderness—each different, yet all brimming with deep affection.
The corner of Chu Ge's lips slowly lifted, revealing the gentle smile so familiar to all of them.
Then he turned around, leaving behind a retreating figure that made their hearts ache, walking side by side with Ying Qingjue toward the outside of Taihuang Hall.
The women watched as Chu Ge departed, emotions surging within them, engraving that final glance and smile deep into their memories.
Though it had only been a little over two months—
Chu Ge had already left an indelible mark upon their hearts.
...
Chu Ge's first destination on this journey was naturally Wangjian City.
Traveling together with Ying Qingjue aboard a war chariot, they soon flew beyond the territory of the Taihuang Sacred Land.
Aside from the women closest to him, no outsiders knew of Chu Ge's departure, making this a deliberately low-key journey.
"He's gone…"
Luo Huangjun stood quietly atop Taihuang Peak, gazing into the distance.
Though she knew Chu Ge would eventually return, she still couldn't help feeling an emptiness in her heart.
The time she spent with Chu Ge had been the most emotionally stirring period of her life.
"To see Junior Sister so sentimental really is a rare sight."
A languid voice sounded from behind her.
Soon after, a red-robed figure appeared silently, standing beside Luo Huangjun as they both looked toward the horizon.
...
Chu Ge, of course, had no idea that his departure had left the women of Taihuang Sacred Land so restless that even calming their minds to cultivate became difficult.
Night fell, yet Chu Ge did not halt his journey.
The war chariot he rode was personally forged by Dantai Jinglian. Not only was it incredibly fast and durable, it also possessed formidable offensive capabilities.
It didn't even require Chu Ge's constant control.
Inside was a spacious interior suitable for rest and cultivation—where Chu Ge currently resided.
As for Ying Qingjue, she remained atop the chariot.
By her own words, it had been a long time since she'd seen the outside world. Now that she was traveling, she naturally wanted to admire the vast and magnificent landscapes.
Chu Ge let her be. With Ying Qingjue's strength, there was no need for concern.
Moreover, having her outside allowed her to actively drive the chariot. After all, a war chariot moving on its own and one driven by an Eighth Heaven expert differed greatly in speed.
Summoning the system, Chu Ge immediately prepared to begin recording his diary.
[Left Taihuang. Currently on the way to Wangjian City.]
[I have to say, the scenery of the cultivation world is truly magnificent—towering mountains and vast lakes everywhere you look.]
Upon reading this, many women who possessed diary replicas brightened instantly.
Every line revealed that Chu Ge had already departed Taihuang Sacred Land—
And that his destination was clearly Wangjian City.
At once, thoughts began to stir.
Some started calculating Chu Ge's route, wondering whether it would pass through their territory.
Some had already set things in motion and began adjusting their course.
Others rushed toward the nearest path Chu Ge was bound to take.
And some went even further—heading straight for Wangjian City itself, ready to wait for him like hunters by a tree.
The large-scale distribution of diary replicas had been underway for quite some time. Even those who initially hesitated had now bound themselves to one.
Those who still hadn't—aside from the extremely suspicious—
Were only a tiny minority stuck in special circumstances, still unaware of the diary replica's existence.
The vast majority had already experienced the astonishing benefits the diary replica provided.
Among them were even a few blessed with absurd luck, who had unlocked the highest-tier rewards.
And now, the ones most eager to come into contact with Chu Ge—
Were precisely those lucky few.