In the evening, Chen Qiuyun prepared many dishes for the arrival of Master Jinyu, a treatment even Wan Yunting had not received.
“Sister Jinyu, try this mushroom. I picked it on the mountain last month.”
Chen Qiuyun placed a piece of mushroom into Master Jinyu’s bowl, who was sitting beside her. She said with a smile, “Yes, Sister Qiuyun, I’ll bring you along to pick mushrooms on the mountain next time.”
Chen Qiuyun chuckled, “It should rain these two days. Let’s go look for some after the rain stops.”
Master Jinyu smiled as she ate, “In the Peach Blossom Forest, I can occasionally pick some mushrooms in spring, but they are different from the ones here, and the taste is also different.”
“Peach Blossom Forest, it would be nice if those peach trees could be planted too,” Chen Qiuyun’s phoenix eyes brightened, suddenly having this thought.
Wan Yunting, who was sitting opposite them eating, nodded and said, “I’ll ask Zihang later if we can buy peach saplings.”
Master Jinyu smiled and nodded, continuing to chat with Chen Qiuyun about how to create a paradise…
Ji Ruxue, sitting next to Wan Yunting, was not in a good mood. After a few bites, she put down her chopsticks and stood up, “I’m done eating. You all eat slowly.”
Master Jinyu and Chen Qiuyun paused in surprise. Wan Yunting continued eating silently and said, “Don’t mind her, keep eating…”
Although Wan Yunting had brought Ji Ruxue to stay there for a few days, Chen Qiuyun had never asked about their relationship.
“Master Jinyu, would you like to learn the martial arts of the Snow Mountain Sect?” Wan Yunting asked while eating.
Master Jinyu looked at him with her phoenix eyes and asked, “Are you talking about the Snow Soul Art? Can it suppress the cold poison within my body?”
Wan Yunting looked up at her and continued picking food, “That’s right, the Snow Mountain Sect’s Snow Soul Art and the Cold Extremity Divine Art. These two cultivation techniques are the best for people with a naturally cold constitution. They can not only suppress the cold poison in the body but also circulate it as one’s internal energy.”
“So, I suggest you practice the martial arts of the Snow Mountain Sect. If you succeed, it can double your current power!”
“Naturally cold constitution, no wonder your hands feel icy cold.” Chen Qiuyun did not know why Wan Yunting had asked Master Jinyu to come over and was only now realizing it.
Master Jinyu nodded slightly, lost in thought.
Wan Yunting looked up at her and said, “Master Jinyu has reservations. These martial arts are from the Snow Mountain Sect, and you are from the Emei Sect?”
Master Jinyu said, “According to Ruoxi, people from various sects are now competing for the Snow Mountain Sect’s martial arts manual?”
Wan Yunting, who had finished eating, put down his bowl and chopsticks, picked up a bowl of soup, took a sip, and put it down with a smile, “In the eyes of the major sects, I am now a heretic. The Snow Mountain Sect’s martial arts manual allows the Yuan family father and son of the Kunlun Sect to backstab people from the major sects. Why shouldn’t I take it for myself?”
“Also, Master Jinyu, you must be aware of the current situation of your Emei Sect. Ruoxi, as the sect leader, has very weak prestige within your Emei Sect. And those people from the major sects are most fond of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If there is no one to anchor the sect, it will be difficult for Ruoxi to establish herself among the major sects!”
Master Jinyu looked at him calmly with her phoenix eyes, “You mean for me to learn the Snow Mountain Sect’s martial arts to anchor the Emei Sect?”
Wan Yunting nodded, “That is indeed my intention, so I also advise Master Jinyu not to have too many concerns. Of course, if you are unwilling to learn, I will perform the final treatment for you tonight, expelling all the cold poison from your body.”
“As for Ruoxi, I will find a way to help her.”
Master Jinyu smiled slightly, “You truly are deeply in love with Ruoxi.”
Wan Yunting stood up, preparing to go talk to Ji Ruxue, and said, “Then Master Jinyu, please consider it. There’s no rush.”
“No need, I’ll learn!”
Master Jinyu said directly.
Wan Yunting’s eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled, “Then I will show you the cultivation techniques of the Snow Soul Art and the Cold Extremity Divine Art right away…”
Saying so, he went back into the room, opened the box, took out the Snow Mountain Sect’s Snow Soul Art and Cold Extremity Divine Art, and gave them directly to Master Jinyu. “With Master Jinyu’s talent, I believe you will quickly master these two cultivation techniques.”
Master Jinyu remained silent, first opening the manual for the Snow Soul Art to read…
Wan Yunting said no more, left the courtyard, and went to the fields outside. He indeed saw Ji Ruxue sitting on a rock, gazing intently into the pitch-black forest with her charming eyes. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head. Seeing Wan Yunting slowly approaching, she composed herself and said, “Why are you here instead of eating with them?”
“To talk.”
Wan Yunting sat directly beside her, took out a cigarette from his pocket, but then remembered Ji Ruxue was pregnant and put it back in his pocket, asking, “What are your thoughts on this?”
Ji Ruxue looked at his profile with her charming eyes and smiled at the corner of her mouth, “Are you afraid I’ll use the child to threaten you later?”
Wan Yunting shook his head, “Not really. Although I can’t see through you, you’re not that kind of person.”
“Heh, then I must thank you for your trust.” Ji Ruxue smiled.
Wan Yunting turned his head and looked at her askance, saying seriously, “Ji Ruxue, you should understand our relationship very well. So, I want to ask for a clear answer: what are your thoughts? Do you want to keep the child, or do you plan to abort it?”
Ji Ruxue gazed at him with her charming eyes and smiled, “Then what is your choice?”
Wan Yunting blurted out, “Of course, I hope you give birth to the child. No matter what the future holds, I, Wan Yunting, will definitely take responsibility to the end!”
“How will you be responsible?”
Ji Ruxue smiled, “Are you planning to marry me?”
Wan Yunting’s expression froze, and he was rendered speechless.
Although she understood the man’s intentions, Ji Ruxue still felt inexplicably disappointed and sad. She then let out a charming laugh, “Wan Yunting, what are you thinking? Never mind whether I’m willing to marry you. With so many confidantes around you, you’re a total scumbag. What benefits do I get by following you?”
Wan Yunting sighed, “So, you want to abort the child?”
“No.”
Ji Ruxue stood up, cast a sidelong glance at Wan Yunting with her charming eyes, and smiled, “I’m leaving tomorrow. I’ll go abroad and give birth to the child alone. Of course, I have the ability to raise the child well. If you have the heart, I will let the child recognize you in the future.”
Wan Yunting’s brows furrowed. He stared at Ji Ruxue in front of him, his face serious, “Are you serious?”
Ji Ruxue smiled at the corner of her mouth, “Otherwise?”
Wan Yunting lowered his head, his heart complex, but he still nodded, “I respect your decision. If you need anything, I can satisfy you.”
“Heh, I don’t need anything.”
Ji Ruxue waved her hand with a smile and went back directly.
Wan Yunting sat on the rock, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. He looked up at the starry night sky, exhaled the smoke, and felt an indescribable complexity in his heart…
At this moment, in Country H, in the main hall of the headquarters of the Heavenly Eye Cult.
“Greetings, Cult Master…”
Below the grand hall, a group of stewards, as well as his adopted son Zhang Jian and adopted daughter Leng Bing, stood in the first row, bowing and shouting, “Greetings, Father…”
The Cult Master, dressed in black robes with pale, long hair, wearing a mask that only revealed two sharp eyes, looked directly at the crowd below and focused on Zhang Jian, saying, “Is there any news of Yan Donghai?”
Zhang Jian, with his head bowed, felt the Cult Master’s sharp gaze and overwhelming pressure, causing sweat to break out on his back and his heart to tremble uncontrollably. He did not dare to hide anything and said, “Reporting to Father, we just received news from China saying that, saying…”
“Saying what?”
The Cult Master, sitting above, saw him stammering and let out a low, magnetic hum.
Zhang Jian, slightly bent over, trembled and said, “They said Yan Donghai was eaten by a snake demon!”
“What, a snake demon?”
The Cult Master was so shocked by the news that he stood up abruptly and roared, “Speak, what exactly happened?”
Zhang Jian felt his father’s fierce aura surge like a tidal wave, causing everyone below to kneel, trembling all over. Zhang Jian quickly trembled and said, “According to the news, Yan Donghai went to the Boundless Daoist Temple wanting to force Wan Yunting to hand over the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. Unexpectedly, a giant snake demon suddenly appeared, a snake with two dragon horns!”
“Dragon horns?”
The sharp eyes under the Cult Master’s mask gleamed, “It seems to be a flood dragon that has cultivated for hundreds of years and evolved dragon horns!”
Zhang Jian continued, “Also, in the Death Valley on Kunlun Mountain, the origin place of the Divine Serpent Clan, major sects of the Chinese martial arts world gathered under the guise of subduing the snake demon and entered the origin place of the Divine Serpent Clan. They discovered the Snow Mountain Sect’s martial arts manual and treasures!”
“The sect leader of the Kunlun Sect struck from behind, stabbing people from other sects, leading to mutual slaughter and contention for the Snow Mountain Sect’s martial arts manual.”
“Unexpectedly, Wan Yunting appeared, along with the Divine Mother Ji Ruxue of the Divine Serpent Clan, and the red python they raised back then. The snake demon that ate Yan Donghai also appeared. Finally, the Divine Serpent Clan’s divine snake underwent tribulation, but was interfered with by that snake demon and the Divine Serpent Clan’s red python Hongtila, and was eventually eaten…”
“Also, Yan Changjian of the Divine Sword Sect was also killed by Wan Yunting!”
Hearing this news, the Cult Master’s eyes under the mask flashed sharply. He did not expect so many things to have happened in China during his month of seclusion.
Especially Yan Donghai, who was his most outstanding disciple, with a unique sword style. He never expected that sending him to capture Wan Yunting would result in such an accident.
Zhang Jian looked up slightly, cautiously observing his father, who stood silently above, and nervously said, “Father, now that the major sects have become a complete mess, why don’t we take this opportunity to infiltrate China, find a way to completely eliminate the major sects, and capture Wan Yunting to obtain the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate…”
“Hmph, my divine art is not yet complete. What’s the use of returning to China?”
The Cult Master sharply interrupted Zhang Jian, his sharp eyes fixed on him, “Do you really think those major sects are soft persimmons that can be squeezed at will? There are still a few like the Heavenly Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain alive!”
These words made Zhang Jian and Leng Bing exchange glances, momentarily not daring to speak.
If it were a one-on-one fight, the Cult Master was confident he could cripple all the surviving old figures among the major sects of the Chinese martial arts world.
But if they really united, the Cult Master would not be confident.
Back then, on Snake Island in Thailand, it was like the Old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. If there was another Old Heavenly Master, the Cult Master truly couldn’t defeat him.
“The most important thing now is to find a way to obtain the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!” the Cult Master roared sternly.
Zhang Jian lowered his head and said, “According to the news, after Wan Yunting left the Death Valley, his whereabouts are unknown, and he is not at the Boundless Daoist Temple…”
“Find him.”
The Cult Master roared, “No matter where that kid is, find him!”
Zhang Jian trembled all over, and with a stiff upper lip, said, “But Father, what if he hides in the capital and refuses to come out?”
“The capital!”
The Cult Master’s eyes were sharp. He recalled his past in China, when he was besieged by the major sects and the national army. He clearly knew that China was not what it used to be. Even if he were more powerful, he couldn’t reach into the capital to capture Wan Yunting.
The Cult Master, who sat down, was temporarily stumped.
Zhang Jian said, “Father, now that Wan Yunting has learned the martial arts of the Carefree Sect, he is considered a heretic by the righteous path of the Chinese martial arts world. He has completely broken ties with the major sects. Why don’t we try to find Wan Yunting and persuade him to join us!”
The Cult Master’s sharp eyes fixed on him and he hummed, “That kid Wan Yunting has refused us time and again. Do you have a way to make him change his mind completely?”
Zhang Jian smiled cunningly, “The main thing is to make him completely despair of the righteous path of the Chinese martial arts world, and he will become corrupted!”
The Cult Master’s eyes narrowed, and he nodded, “Then do as you planned. I will be in seclusion for a while. If you capture Wan Yunting, come find me promptly.”
“Yes, we escort the Father…”
“We escort the Cult Master…”
Zhang Jian and Leng Bing, along with other stewards, all bowed and watched the Cult Master leave the hall…
A middle-aged man in black robes beside Zhang Jian, named Ye Feng, said, “Young Master Jian, are you planning to use the major sects of the Chinese martial arts world to deal with Wan Yunting?”
Zhang Jian narrowed his eyes, revealing a sharp glint, and a sly smile rose to his lips, “Only in this way can Wan Yunting completely give up on the righteous path, and his state of mind will be corrupted!”