CHAPTER 175: 175 - WHO’S THAT WOMAN?

Qingyi just ignored the commotion in the sect and, with his face still sunk between Ruyan’s breasts, carried her into his master’s mansion, throwing her on the couch in the main living room.

"What’s up, husband? Want to have a little fun?" Ruyan asked as her back sank into the soft couch.

Her hands flowed to her own breasts and squeezed them provocatively, the soft flesh spilling out between her delicate fingers.

"Yes," he sat down next to her, his hands running down her shapely legs, feeling her plump, soft thighs.

"But not now, we have important things to talk about."

"What exactly does the husband want to know?" Ruyan got up, sitting on the couch as she snuggled against Qingyi.

"I plan to cross over to the Nine Peaks Basin soon, as soon as my master reaches the Burning Blood Realm. What do I need to worry about?"

"Hmm... I have no idea!" Ruyan replied after a moment’s thought, drawing a weary sigh from Qingyi.

"We have our own flying ships that make this journey, so I’ve never been near the mountain ranges. All I know is their horrible mortality."

Qingyi scratched his chin.

A flying ship... That would be a good idea.

But he doubted very much that going on the demon cult’s ship would be smart.

If he could get the sect’s, on the other hand, it would be perfect.

The crossing could take months and they would have to fight crystalline core realm beasts, perhaps hundreds or thousands of them.

That wasn’t a fight he wanted to buy.

Qingyi’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a door opening.

Raising his vision, he saw two beautiful, voluptuous figures approaching.

It was Qingxue and Feiyan.

During the trip, Qingyi had "helped" the two become much closer, to a level where they could even be considered friends.

The two looked at Ruyan with shock, especially when they noticed the pair of horns on the demon beauty’s head.

"Qingyi... who’s that woman?" Feiyan asked.

"Oh... don’t you remember me anymore, little sister Feiyan? Even after we spent so long talking about so many things." A betrayed expression appeared on Ruyan’s face.

Feiyan froze for a few moments, her shock turning to disbelief. "R-ruyan?"

"Who else would it be? Hehehe!" Ruyan jumped up from the couch, hugging Feiyan, their huge breasts squeezing against each other.

Qingxue watched the two with a doubtful expression.

Was that Ruyan? The same Ruyan she knew? How could that be possible?

Spreading her senses, she tried to feel Ruyan’s cultivation, but couldn’t sense anything.

It was as if Ruyan didn’t even exist.

"Qingyi," Qingxue called out, her voice cold and serene. "Can you explain what’s going on here? Is this woman a demon cultivator?"

"Well..." Qingyi scratched the back of his neck.

It took long minutes of explaining everything before the girls finally understood what was going on.

Feiyan didn’t care much about Ruyan being the daughter of the demon cult leader.

She barely knew anything about the cult and was honestly just happy that her friend was okay.

Qingxue had a little more trouble accepting it, but in the end, she just stood up and turned away.

"I’ll go into seclusion to prepare for my breakthrough." Qingxue spoke, thinking for a brief moment before continuing. "The sect leader wants to see you, go and meet him as soon as possible."

"Right," Qingyi nodded, approaching Qingxue and kissing her lightly. "Good luck, master."

Qingxue blushed deeply before walking away, leaving only Qingyi, Feiyan and Ruyan in the large, luxurious living room.

The handsome young man was excited to have fun with the two of them, but in the end, he preferred to go and see the sect leader first.

Before leaving, Qingyi turned to Ruyan. "There was an attack in the north of the kingdom a few months ago, they were planning to summon a real demon. Do you know anything about that attack?"

"No," Ruyan shook her head.

"There are many families and clans within the demon cult, none of them are exactly friends and have their own private affairs, it must have been one of them."

"I see..." Qingyi reflected for a brief moment.

It was good to know that Ruyan hadn’t taken part in such a horrendous act.

Placing a kiss on each of the voluptuous beauties’ lips, Qingyi left, leaving them alone.

The sect leader’s palace was obviously in chaos as they searched for the source of that powerful aura.

That aura had covered not only the sect, but the entire golden clouds city, a huge dragon’s head being visible for a brief moment before disappearing.

Fortunately, almost everyone who saw it were low-level cultivators and lost consciousness immediately, unable to pinpoint exactly where the black dragon’s head was.

Qingyi walked past the many guards protecting the palace and into the great central hall.

The sect leader was not on his throne.

"Here." A dignified, aged voice called out to Qingyi.

Following this voice, Qingyi entered a room where Jinhai was sitting at a table, an old book and a bottle of liquor on it.

"Sit down," Jinhai waved his hand, smiling gently at Qingyi.

The sect leader had a tired expression on his face.

"Disciple Long Qingyi greets the sect leader," Qingyi bowed before sitting down. "What does the sect leader want from this humble disciple?"

Jinhai didn’t answer immediately, pouring himself a glass of liquor before serving Qingyi.

"Drink up, this is a bottle I’ve kept for centuries, a treasure even in the basin of the nine peaks," Jinhai said.

After Qingyi had taken the first sip, Jinhai continued: "You must already know that your master is planning to go to the Nine Peaks Basin. Are you going with her?"

"Yes, Feiyan is going with us too," Qingyi nodded.

There was no point in lying about it.

"Madame Xue won’t be happy about it."

"Well, the sect leader himself said that the older generation shouldn’t get involved in the younger generation’s love.

I believe that as an upholder of love, the sect leader won’t allow them to force us apart."

"Hahaha!" Jinhai let out an uncontrolled laugh.

"Yes." His laughter was replaced by a bitter smile. "I’ll protect your love."

Taking a sip of his liquor, Jinhai looked at the horizon.

"I’ll lend you the sect’s flying ship, it will drop you off at the Nine Peaks Basin and then return. After that, we’ll have no further connection."

"No connection? Does the sect leader really think I’ll forget your kindness?

My only desire is to accompany the master. When I reach the peak of my talent there, I’ll do my best to repay you for everything you’ve done for me."

Those words made Jinhai shudder, remembering his younger self and his master.

After a few hesitant moments, Jinhai waved his hand. "You can leave now, I’ll remember that promise."

Bowing respectfully, Qingyi left the sect leader’s palace, unable not to smile.

He could finally go to the Nine Peaks Basin and truly begin his path to immortality.