Chapter 120: Yan Qingye’s Doubts

Fan Lihua returned once more to the Tengshe Clan’s cavern residence, her eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at You Xiyue.

“My little goddess, I have already spoken with my family's ancestor,” she said.

No sooner had Fan Lihua finished speaking than Jun Yang entered from outside, accompanied by a cold snort.

Jun Yang seated himself beside You Xiyue but remained silent, merely pouring a cup of Spirit Spring water out of habit for You Xiyue.

You Xiyue took the cup, sipped twice, then looked up and asked Fan Lihua, “Are you ready?”

“Yes!” Fan Lihua nodded with certainty.

You Xiyue pursed her lips, then used her finger to lightly cut her wrist.

Blood spurting from the wound fell near Fan Lihua’s feet, forming a circle of blood that surrounded her.

Fan Lihua bowed and knelt down.

“In my name, I appoint you as my master, unchanging until death.”

The blood circle morphed into strange characters, circling Fan Lihua several times before rushing into her dantian.

A cold sweat broke out on Fan Lihua’s body.

The mysterious blood characters firmly sealed Fan Lihua’s Beast Core.

When a master dies, the Beast Core shatters—Jun Yang’s fate was no different.

Once all was calm again, You Xiyue rose, helped Fan Lihua to her feet, and pressed a Yōumèng Yin Yang Pill into her hand.

After taking the pill, Fan Lihua quickly regained her vigor.

She lowered her head to touch her dantian, her heart swelling with admiration and a touch of reverence for You Xiyue.

“My young master,” You Xiyue nodded, then turned to Jun Yang, saying, “Find her a room to rest for a day. She will return to the Immortal Realm the day after tomorrow.”

“Understood.”

Jun Yang stood and led Fan Lihua to another cavern.

At this moment, the Moonlight Sword streaked through the air like a falling meteor, swiftly heading toward the Light Domain.

Flower Mian, bored and staring out the window, spotted the sword from afar, a shadow of unease crossing her expression.

“Again??”

She was about to close the window but was too slow.

The Moonlight Sword had already darted inside.

Unexpectedly, the sword neither spoke nor paused for a moment. It dropped a package and swiftly flew away once more.

“Changed its mind?”

Flower Mian looked curiously at the departing sword, then glanced down at the package.

If it weren’t for Flower Mian’s familiarity with You Xiyue, she might have overthought the meaning of that inscription.

After some contemplation, she finally grasped You Xiyue’s intention.

But the inscription bore the characters “Moonlight” — what could that mean?

The Moonlight Stele??

If Jun Yang knew about this, he would likely mock the Moonlight Sword openly, ignoring any taboos.

Engraving one’s own name on a stele??

Meanwhile, in the Immortal Realm, Yan Qingye was making significant progress in alchemy.

Though he had yet to forge the four pill markings, he could now produce profound-grade pills, earning him the rank of Third-Level Pill Lord.

His advancement was remarkable.

Since cultivating a good relationship with Yun Jianxin, Yan Qingye was often invited by him to various taverns for meals.

Feeling he could not always impose, Yan Qingye decided to treat Yun Jianxin once.

Coincidentally, it was also the day of the Immortal Treasures Pavilion’s auction.

Yan Qingye had inexplicably developed a penchant for collecting alchemy furnaces and felt his collection was insufficient. He resolved to visit the pavilion to see if there were any worthy items for purchase.

He would also take the opportunity to treat Yun Jianxin to a meal there.

Since he had come with Yun Jianxin, he did not choose a private chamber.

They casually found a spot to sit, eating while waiting for the auction to begin.

Yun Jianxin asked with some puzzlement, “You haven’t even used Lan Shi’s furnace yet, so why come to bid on another? Haven’t you had a long dry spell with furnace explosions?”

Yan Qingye, his mind on the auction, replied casually, “Just for fun.”

“……”

Such a bold answer was something even a scion from a prestigious Holy Realm family wouldn’t dare utter.

Yan Qingye spoke so nonchalantly; one wondered where such abundant spirit stones came from in an Upper Realm family.

He felt his understanding of the Upper Realm might be considerably mistaken.

“How many spirit stones does your father give you to spend each month?”

Yan Qingye was momentarily stunned, looking at Yun Jianxin in confusion. “My father doesn’t give me any spirit stones.”

“Then where do you get the spirit stones to bid on furnaces?” Yun Jianxin asked curiously.

“My junior master gave them to me,” Yan Qingye smiled, feeling it had been a long time since he last saw You Xiyue.

He sighed softly and refocused on the auction.

Yun Jianxin was unwilling to let the matter drop, as Yan Qingye mentioned his junior master most often.

Even the recommendation letter from Lan Shi had been procured by his junior master.

A master so generous with spirit stones to her disciple—he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.

Especially since she had a connection with Lan Shi.

Yun Jianxin poked Yan Qingye and asked, “Is your junior master still accepting disciples?”

Yan Qingye turned, blinking as he recalled, “Probably not so easy to be accepted anymore.”

“Not so easy? Then why did she accept you?”

Yan Qingye naturally couldn’t reveal the real reason. He rubbed his chin and joked, “Maybe because I’m handsome?”

Yun Jianxin was unconvinced. If it were about looks, he wasn’t lacking either.

He naturally guessed Yan Qingye was just joking.

But he didn’t mind and asked again, “Since you won’t tell me that, can you at least tell me how your junior master knows Lan Shi?”

Yan Qingye was somewhat helpless. Yun Jianxin had asked this question over seventy or eighty times, wearing out his ears.

He had explained it as many times and sighed helplessly, “I’ve told you, my junior master is elusive—like a dragon seen only by its head but never its body. I really don’t know how she knows him. I was busy refining pills for exams every day and didn’t pay attention to where she went.”

After speaking, it seemed he suddenly remembered something.

“But it seems she has been to a place even people from the Holy Realm cannot enter.”

“Even people from the Holy Realm can’t enter that place??”

Yun Jianxin’s heart surged with shock.

Wasn’t that place only the Sacred Land?

So Lan Shi had actually been to that legendary place??

“No wonder she’s Lan Shi!”

Yun Jianxin’s heart surged with admiration.

Yan Qingye looked at Yun Jianxin oddly, thinking, “Wasn’t he talking about my junior master? Why is he praising Lan Shi now?”

“Heh, what’s so special about that woman called Lan Shi?” a woman standing nearby suddenly sneered.

Yun Jianxin could not tolerate such words. He stood abruptly and shouted at her, “What did you say? Who do you think you are? How dare you slander Lan Shi?”

“Han Xing, don’t be rude!”

A man in elegant attire sitting beside the woman gave Han Xing a displeased glance.

He then apologized to Yun Jianxin, “Sorry, my maid was impetuous. Please allow me to cover your meal.”

Yun Jianxin glared at the woman and snorted coldly as he returned to his seat.

Yan Qingye looked at the woman and frowned.

For some reason, he felt she seemed somewhat familiar.

Yet he could not place her.

Yun Jianxin nudged Yan Qingye and teased, “What are you staring at? She’s just average-looking; why are you staring so long?”

Yan Qingye sighed, “I just think I’ve seen her somewhere before.”