An inexplicable shudder of the soul caused Xiao Junle's skin to bristle involuntarily.
"With my current level, how could there be such a warning?"
Xiao Junle frowned. Although he was not invincible in the world with his strength at the Integration Realm, definitely not just anyone could pose a threat.
But that warning, coming from the deepest part of his soul, left him with a bad feeling.
Uneasy, something that hadn't happened to him in a long time.
After hesitating for a moment, he stood up and raised his hand; a rift appeared in the space before him.
Entering the rift, he swiftly flew through the void, and upon exiting, he was tens of thousands of kilometers away, in front of the entrance of an immortal sect.
The disciple gatekeepers, seeing him, hurriedly bowed and exclaimed:
"Lord Xiao."
"Where is Old Yun?"
"The patriarch is in the back mountain."
Xiao Junle nodded and flew toward the back mountain, straight to a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.
Inside the temple, an old man with white hair held a turtle shell to divine fate, with hundreds of ancient golden characters floating around him, continuously transforming.
"Old Yun, two hundred more years without seeing each other."
Upon landing in the temple, Xiao Junle sighed with feeling.
"You're so dramatic! If you like looking, stay in the sect and we'll see each other every day."
The old man, called Old Yun, responded with a mocking laugh.
"Not that. Seeing you every day with your sour face disgusts me. But after two hundred years, you're even older, you already have white hair under your beard."
Xiao Junle commented emotionally.
"Get lost!"
How could the old man not understand that his old friend was speaking with innuendo? He replied grumpily: "If you have something to say, say it now, don't waste my cultivation time."
"Yes, yes, I won't waste your time with your fate calculations. Today I suddenly felt uneasy, can you do a reading for me?"
Xiao Junle smiled brazenly.
This old friend of his only had cultivation in the intermediate stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, but when it came to divination, even those at the Integration Realm could not match him.
The old man made Xiao Junle sit in front of him and took three of the floating golden characters.
When they reached his palm, the characters transformed into three bronze coins. The old man tossed them to Xiao Junle and said:
"Throw them."
Xiao Junle's face grew a bit more serious; with his level, he could now slightly touch the threads of destiny.
That baseless anxiety could only be a sign of trouble.
He clenched the three coins in his palm and threw them forcefully. When they fell to the ground, they transformed again into golden characters and floated before the old man.
"What does it say?"
Xiao Junle asked.
The old man observed the golden characters for a moment and said slowly: "The wind rises in the world, darkness grows in power, softness strengthens when meeting hardness, one yin against five yang, a strong woman should not be taken as a wife."
"Speak plainly."
Xiao Junle really didn't understand divination.
The old man, amused by his misfortune, said: "Your fate faces a calamity, caused by a woman."
"A woman?"
"Yes, don't you understand the 'one yin against five yang'? That woman is no simple matter."
The old man laughed more and more, even falling to the ground laughing: "Xiao Junle, even you, bastard, have your days numbered!"
"..."
Xiao Junle couldn't laugh. It was already enough when Meiyun became his internal demon.
And now another woman was going to obstruct his path to the Tao?
"Can you try to divine more about that woman?"
He sighed and asked.
Although the old man mocked, the two were close friends who had slept head to head.
He closed his eyes, formed hand seals, and began to deduce, murmuring scattered words:
"Wave."
"Strong."
"Resentment."
"Fate."
After the time of an incense stick, the old man opened his eyes tiredly and pointed his finger at Xiao Junle's chest.
From Xiao Junle's chest grew a red thread, which extended half the length of an arm and then stopped.
The end of the thread floated in the air, swinging aimlessly, pointing in different directions.
"Is this my love fate line? Wasn't it already broken?"
Xiao Junle frowned.
"It only seems broken, but it's not entirely."
The old man tore off a piece and tied it to Xiao Junle's hand, saying:
"From now on, be careful with a woman. If she approaches you, the red thread on your hand will react."
"Will I die by her hands?"
Xiao Junle's eyes sharpened.
"Fate is deep and unfathomable, it cannot be revealed. Just be cautious."
The old man's tone grew more tired; predicting the fate and karma of a great cultivator like Xiao Junle had cost him much energy.
"Understood."
Xiao Junle exhaled a long sigh: "I will go into seclusion to train for a few days. If I really find her... I will kill her, period!"
The old man, hearing that, simply took out a lute and, while playing it, began to sing.
"Sea of bitterness, love and hatred stir."
"In this world, it is hard to escape fate…"
The melody floated softly among the mountains, the bronze wind chimes on the eaves swayed without wind.
Xiao Junle watched silently, as if seeing that young woman of old shaking the bell while laughing and asking when he would return.
...
With a few chills.
Tang Yu opened his eyes, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Ning Qingyan had a flushed face and cloudy gaze, gently biting her lip while picking up the instrument, speaking shyly:
"Alright… We're done cultivating, now go, don't let anyone find you."
"I'm tired. Tonight I'll stay here to sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yu's clothes had already been completely stored in his storage ring, he lay on the bed forming a large "木" character and had no intention of leaving.
"Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'm leaving!"
Ning Qingyan frowned and stood up to leave.
"..."
Tang Yu hurriedly got up from the bed, dressed laughing and said: "Just kidding, dear. I'm leaving, tomorrow I'll come find you to cultivate again."
"I won't allow you to come!"
Ning Qingyan didn't dare look at him, staggering as if she might kill herself from fright, how could it be more exaggerated than what was in that scroll?
"Ah, how sad… I miss you every day so much, now that we finally have the chance to be together, you keep rejecting me. If I had known, I wouldn't have looked for the exit. If we had stayed in the fragmented space all our lives, it would have been wonderful."
Tang Yu sighed deeply.
Ning Qingyan bit her lip softly, remained silent for a moment, then said quietly: "I will come see you later, or we can agree to meet somewhere else, but don't come back here."
"I know."
Seeing that this girl was so easy to persuade, Tang Yu immediately embraced her, determined to steal a kiss.
Satisfied with the sweet nectar of her lips, Tang Yu left, hiding his presence, leaving Ning Qingyan panting and with a resentful expression sitting at the edge of the bed.
Back on the floating island where the members of his sect lived, Tang Yu wandered around without finding anything interesting.
Everyone was focused on meditating and cultivating, making sure they could unleash all their strength in the upcoming great battle.
That kind of boring practice did not interest him in the slightest, so he decided to leave the floating island and take a walk through the Litang mountain range.
Due to its great altitude, the summit of the entire Litang mountain range remained covered with snow all year round.
For Tang Yu, who cultivated the Dao of Ice, this place allowed him to unleash even greater power.
With a simple gesture, the snow falling from the sky gathered in front of him and turned into a beautiful snow woman.
If Liu Yanlan were present, she would undoubtedly notice that face was identical to hers.
With malice, he placed the snow woman with Liu Yanlan's face in a kneeling and arched position toward him, raising her buttocks.
Then Tang Yu continued molding snow dolls.
After creating the snow versions of Nangong Ying, Ambar, and Ning Qingyan, he lined them up, kneeling before him in a classic "facing the enemy from this direction" formation.
Then he continued with the women Qiu Xiaozhu, Wang Yixue, Ling Han, and others.
When he finished sculpting all those women(),
Tang Yu began to fondle them satisfied.
His solitary amusement did not last long before a figure appeared walking in the distance through the blizzard.
Noticing someone approaching, Tang Yu hurried to store all those carefully sculpted snow dolls in the Divine Tree's space.
"Yuyu, aren't you bored? Are you saving all that to stab later?"
The little girl of the Divine Tree could no longer hold back and commented irritably, why did he put everything in there?
"Oh, it's because I like them! To stab, you have to find a wife, right?"
Tang Yu answered laughing in his mind.
"Nyah nyah nyah, Yuyu keeps fooling himself, how pathetic. So old and not a single girl stabs you. Have you ever touched a woman's hand? How sad to live like this, you're like trash, you should die, anyway, no girl will ever love you in this life."
The girl of the Divine Tree said cheerfully smiling.
"..."
If it weren't because someone was approaching, Tang Yu would have already returned to the Divine Tree's space to punish her severely.
The figure in the distance came closer and closer, and upon looking carefully, Tang Yu realized it was a burly man.
The man had short, messy hair, an unshaven beard, and a very visible wart at the corner of his mouth.
When they were a few meters apart, the man greeted Tang Yu and shouted:
"Cultivator friend, you have witnessed my three thousand eight hundred fifty-second attempt to climb the highest mountain on the continent, the Litang mountain range, without cultivation!"
"And what's the point of that?"
Tang Yu answered with a puzzled face. He had already noticed that this guy had used some kind of secret art to completely seal his power; at that moment, he was nothing more than an ordinary person.
For an ordinary person to climb the Litang mountain range was truly absurd.
"It represents joy! It represents happiness!"
The man burst out laughing and started singing and dancing on the spot.
After having met mundane heroes like Meng Zihao and Xiao Junle, Tang Yu was no longer surprised by eccentrics.
"Happiness is enough, if your heart is at peace that is the Dao. But tell me, are you from the Litang Sect?"
"I am Liu Jianlong from the Litang Sect, my title is Lili. Meeting you here is fate, why don't we climb the mountain range on foot together?"
Liu Jianlong laughed heartily while inviting him.
"I prefer to observe the Litang Sect from here at a distance."
Tang Yu declined with a hand gesture, he wasn't crazy.
Just a moment before smiling, Liu Jianlong frowned and his face turned grim; he seemed offended by Tang Yu's rejection.
While going down the mountain, he muttered curses, and Tang Yu almost lost control and wanted to kill him.
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