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Chapter 332 - Qingchan Arrives

"That figure just now… was it the Young Master?"

Ye Qingchan's eyes shimmered with a clear, cold light, seeming somewhat lost.

"Hmph, can't you see through it yet? That Ling Xiao is nothing but a philanderer. What good end could you possibly have following someone like that? Merge with me, reach the pinnacle of heaven and earth, and you will understand how vast this world truly is!!"

In her sea of consciousness, that cold, arrogant female voice resounded once more.

"The pinnacle of heaven and earth… what meaning would it have without the Young Master?"

A light smile curled at the corner of Ye Qingchan's mouth as she stepped forward.

Young Master, where exactly are you?

Qingchan is really worried about you!

Nian Qingyun is dead, but you still have Qingchan!

"You!! Utterly foolish!! Can't you sense the sinister, wicked aura on that Ling Xiao? He can deceive others, but he can't deceive me. I'm all too familiar with this kind of aura; he is a demon!!!"

The ancient soul's voice grew increasingly angry, even carrying a faint trace of resentment.

Just now at the Tai Xuan Dao Sect, she hadn't dared to release even a wisp of her presence.

But what puzzled her was why the Tai Xuan Dao Son… seemed to regard Ling Xiao with such… inexplicable reverence?

Young Master?

If she remembered correctly, every Dao Son of the Tai Xuan Dao Sect had been a top figure in the Eastern Territories, revered by thousands.

But…

"A demon? Pfft."

Ye Qingchan suddenly covered her mouth with a light laugh, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Of course he's a demon!

He's the Young Master of the Myriad Daos Demon Sect!

This ancient soul was truly annoying, going to such lengths to slander the Young Master!

"So what if he's a demon? If the entire world rejects him, then I will accompany him and slaughter all living beings."

Finally, Ye Qingchan just snorted coldly and paid no more attention to the ancient soul angrily roaring in her ear.

Even if…

One day she were to forget the Young Master, she would always watch the hand that held her sword.

Because there, she had already carved his name.

Ye Qingchan looked down at the two long-healed scars on her wrist.

Faintly, they formed the characters "Ling Xiao."

Is there any love greater than this?

How could my heart lightly bear another?

This world has countless splendors,

But I only wish to stand with you…

Side by side, waiting for the sunrise.

Young Master.

I am not your childhood sweetheart,

Nor your first bloom of youth.

But in this life…

I will use my life to carve my name into your heart.

Just as you promised me that day, a lifetime of faithfulness.

"Qingchan? Is that you?!"

Just as the cold light in Ye Qingchan's eyes was growing sharper, a surprised cry suddenly came from the ancient forest in the distance.

A figure in white robes descended from the sky, his face filled with astonishment.

That handsome, peerless face did indeed carry a faint pallor and weariness.

Dammit!

How could he not be weary?

Even after eating the Jiao meat, after consecutive fierce battles over the past two days, Ling Xiao was genuinely somewhat exhausted.

No, once Hua Hua breaks through, no matter what, I have to cut some meat from it to replenish myself.

If it transforms into its true form, cutting three or five pounds won't kill it; that's basically enough for one hot pot.

Then feed it some healing pills; it should recover quickly.

Huh?!

Unintentionally, Ling Xiao seemed to have stumbled upon something incredible?

Is this the so-called… sustainable recycling?

Marvelous!

By the marsh within the Domain World.

A figure shrouded in overwhelming demonic light suddenly trembled for no reason, its aura seeming somewhat feeble.

"Young Master!! It really is you!!"

Ye Qingchan stood stunned for a full three breaths before exclaiming. She directly turned into a blur and threw herself into Ling Xiao's embrace.

"Young Master, I missed you!"

"Qingchan… why are you here?"

Damn it!

It really was Qingchan?

Did she… see something just now?

"I missed you, Young Master, so I came down the mountain. Young Master, I've already broken through to the late stage of the Breakthrough Realm. You promised me that as long as my cultivation could catch up to yours, you would let me stay by your side."

Ye Qingchan looked up, revealing an exquisitely pale, pretty face, her eyes full of expectation.

"Hmm."

For some reason, a trace of tenderness suddenly flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

He could see the sadness and tension on Ye Qingchan's face just moments before.

Perhaps in her heart, he was her only family in this world.

Although she always appeared cold and aloof in front of others.

The moment she saw him, she would instantly revert to… that naive, radiant smile she had back in the Northern Wasteland.

This feeling was good.

Simple, pure, detached from the complexities of this world, bringing peace.

But…

Why was there struggle in her eyes?

Because of… that innate wisdom?

Three thousand Luck Points. In just a few months, Ye Qingchan's Luck Points had surpassed those of the vast majority of Sons of Fate in the Sacred Dynasty.

Truly terrifying.

"Your master agreed?"

"Yes, Master said I should go down the mountain to gain experience."

Ye Qingchan smiled lightly, suddenly pulling out countless spirit talismans and treasures from her bosom. "Young Master, I brought you gifts."

"This is…"

Looking at the pile of ancient talismans and divine artifacts before him, Ling Xiao's expression stiffened slightly. Then he raised his hand and gently stroked the young woman's cheek.

Although she had never submitted from beginning to end.

Ling Xiao understood it wasn't her fault; the problem likely lay with that innate wisdom.

But now, the spirit treasures Ling Xiao possessed were enough to rival a supreme orthodox sect. How could he covet the opportunities of his own woman?

"This spirit talisman, I have a great use for. Keep the rest with you. Since you're going to stay by my side, you'll definitely encounter many dangers. Only if you protect yourself can I feel at ease."

Ling Xiao's voice was filled with tenderness, but to Ye Qingchan's ears, it carried a hint of sorrow.

The Young Master… is still heartbroken, right?

After all, Nian Qingyun's death was too sudden.

"Young Master… I heard…"

"Hmm?"

Ling Xiao's eyebrows rose slightly, especially when he saw the sorrow in Ye Qingchan's eyes. His heart skipped a beat.

No way?

Has Ye Qingchan already heard about him and Su Yan…

Dammit!

Who leaked the news?

"Qingchan, actually, I…"

"I know! Nian Qingyun's death must have saddened you, Young Master. That's why Qingchan came, to stay with you always…"

Ye Qingchan pressed her face tightly against Ling Xiao's chest, listening to the young man's fiercely pounding heartbeat. A brilliant smile suddenly bloomed on her pretty face. "Young Master, I'm really… very happy."

"Hmm?!"

Happy?

Because… Nian Qingyun is dead?

Suddenly, Ling Xiao felt he had been wise.

You must manage your time and space properly; no matter how busy you are, you can't forget management.

Otherwise, if these Daughters of Fate ever clash, it's not impossible that love could turn to hate one day.

When that time comes… they probably wouldn't die.

After all, they were protected by fate. But he himself… that would be hard to say.

Gulp.

"Qingchan, thank you. I… missed you too."

Ling Xiao reached out and held Ye Qingchan tightly in his arms.

"Young Master, where are we going now? Should we return to Enlightenment City first… and rest for the night?"

Ye Qingchan suddenly looked up, her gaze deep with affection as she looked at Ling Xiao.

But the latter trembled inexplicably for a moment.

That look again!!

Dammit!

Is this the so-called… the dry places get drier, the flooded places get wetter?

"Qingchan, how about we return to the Ling Clan first? I have some matters to discuss with Father. The Yuan Yue Holy Land and the Ancient Puppet Sect tried to kill my friends and brother repeatedly within the secret realm. I can't swallow this anger."

Ling Xiao shook his head, his expression somewhat gloomy.

Ye Qingchan just gave a sweet smile, nestled in Ling Xiao's arms, and said softly, "It's all up to you, Young Master. Whoever you say to kill, Qingchan will… kill!"

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