Chapter 2327: Chapter 772: Yun Wanshang: Such a Demon Exists in This World (Double Chapter)

Moreover, as far as he knew, this Blood Luo True Man was already three hundred and eighty years old.

If he still didn’t assault the Nascent Soul realm and his body began to decline, he would have no chance.

And in his view, this was an excellent opportunity for the Shura Sect.

At present, the Liangyue War was deadlocked. Yuan Country wanted to take advantage of this and get a slice of the pie; if Liang Country could give birth to another Nascent Soul True Lord, there would be many more pieces on the board.

At this time, with Blood Luo True Man impacting the Nascent Soul, Beast God Mountain and the Barebody Sect would not only be delighted to see it, they would not suppress him, and might even provide support.

But once he thought of this Blood Luo True Man breaking through to Nascent Soul, the war situation for Yue Country would become even more strained, and the Qingyun Sect Leader let out a sigh.

Jiang Country and Yue Country were allies; once Yue Country was defeated in war, his Qingyun Sect, as one of Jiang Country’s Four Great Immortal Sects, would naturally be affected.

He looked to the side at Xiao Xiyue, clad in a moon-white dress, her cheeks sacred and cold, like a Fairy of Forgetfulness, and said, “Nephew Xiyue, your return this time is just in time. Now that Yuan Country and Yue Country have reached a cooperation, Absolute Sword True Monarch is preparing to invite the Great Dream City Lord and his wife to help take action.”

“When you see Changsheng True Master later, you can ask him about this matter.”

The Qingyun Sect Leader said to Xiao Xiyue.

Although Bi Lake Mountain was not far from Qingyun Sect,

Lu Changsheng, bearing the identity of Vice City Lord of Great Dream Immortal City, was not someone he could casually visit to chat about such trivial matters.

So having Xiao Xiyue go over and ask was best.

“Alright.”

Xiao Xiyue’s eyes were calm as water; her incomparably beautiful face, like snow piled upon flowering trees, was hazed with a dreamlike, holy radiance.

In early years when she often met with Lu Changsheng and his daughter Lu Wangshu, she could still maintain a content state of mind.

These ten years, going to Yue Country to provide support, she had, for the sake of her best condition, constantly circulated the Supreme Forgetful Love Technique, causing her whole person to remain in this state now.

“What has happened to Nephew Xiyue?”

Seeing Xiao Xiyue showing no emotional fluctuations at all, the Qingyun Sect Leader couldn’t help but transmit a question to Bai Yun True Man.

In the past, although Xiao Xiyue was cold, she had not been this cold.

She even gave him, this Sect Leader and Martial Uncle, a feeling of being kept a thousand miles away.

“It should be because of Nephew Xiyue’s cultivation technique…”

Bai Yun True Man only knew the general situation and spoke thus.

“Nephew Xiyue, you all go back and rest first.”

Hearing this, the Qingyun Sect Leader said nothing more, indicated for Xiao Xiyue and the others to go rest first, then stayed to talk with Bai Yun True Man, asking about this trip to Yue Country.

Though the two sides had always exchanged messages, for many matters, how could anything be as clear as speaking face to face.

…

“Has Master not returned yet?”

Xiao Xiyue returned to Caiyun Peak and gazed toward Caiyun Hall at the mountaintop; her beautiful eyes, calm as water, rippled with a faint wave.

Aside from Lu Changsheng and his daughter Lu Wangshu, only her Master Yun Wanshang could stir even a slight fluctuation in her heart.

Even Senior Sister Chu Qingyi had not reached this level in her heart.

After returning to her own Mingyue Residence, thinking of how Senior Sister Chu Qingyi had previously been gravely injured and returned to the sect early, on this return, both in sentiment and in reason, she ought to go pay her senior sister a visit.

“Greetings, Master Xiyue.”

The attendant disciples of Immortal Ceremony Hall saw Xiao Xiyue and hurriedly bowed in salute.

“Is my senior sister here?”

Xiao Xiyue, in a moon-white dress, her slender waist bound in plain sash, stood graceful and tall, like an exquisitely beautiful jade statue, natural and flawless.

“The Hall Master is in closed-door cultivation. We ask Master Xiyue to wait a moment; this disciple will go report at once.”

Although Chu Qingyi had remained in closed-door cultivation these years and seen no guests, this Master Xiyue was Qingyi True Master’s junior sister; they naturally did not dare to refuse her.

…

Immortal Ceremony Hall, rear courtyard.

In the past, this rear courtyard had been extremely simple, but at some point, many green-jade bamboos had gradually been planted, and flowers bloomed in clusters.

In the crystal-clear pond, multicolored goldfish swam, reflecting off the varicolored stones at the bottom, refracting a riot of light.

Chu Qingyi, in a blue-and-white palace dress, her sleeves fluttering, quietly watched a carved-jade toddler in front of her brandishing a wooden sword.

“Hm!?”

Just then, she lifted her jade hand lightly, and a Token shimmering with crystalline luster appeared.

Seeing the message from the Token—that Junior Sister Xiao Xiyue had come to visit—Chu Qingyi’s heart gave a violent tremor.

These years, she had tried many times to contact Lu Changsheng, wanting to bring him to meet their son, Lu Shouzheng.

But every time her mana was like a stone sinking into the sea, indicating Lu Changsheng was not within Jiang Country’s borders.

She hadn’t expected that before Lu Changsheng returned, Junior Sister Xiao Xiyue would come back first.

If there was someone she least dared to face, it was Junior Sister Xiao Xiyue.

After all, she truly did not know how to face her junior sister…

“Mother, sword practice.”

Just as she was gazing at the Jade Talisman in her hand, falling into contemplation, a tender voice sounded.

She saw her son Lu Shouzheng holding a wooden sword, calling to her in a milky voice, his fair little face beaming with a radiant smile.

“Mother will practice with you later. For now, I’ll take you to meet your Aunt.”

Chu Qingyi looked at her son in front of her, stepped forward and squatted down, took his chubby little hand, and said softly.

Although she did not quite know how to face her junior sister,

she already had a son; this sort of matter could not be hidden forever. It was better to be open and straightforward.

As for saying this child was one she had picked up or a disciple she had adopted, Chu Qingyi could not bring herself to do such a thing, nor could she bear to treat her own child like that.

“Aunt?”

The toddler tilted his head, looking at his mother in puzzlement, then was gathered into Chu Qingyi’s arms as she walked toward the main hall.

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