After descending the Cloud Sea Boardwalk, Yun Liu was about to summon his flying sword when Yan Bingling curled two fingers, and a green-glowing sword flew out of the scabbard from behind her.
Wow, it was one of Fairy Bingling’s Twelve Hidden Swords, the eighth-grade Heaven-rank flying sword—Jing He.
Master has lived for so many years, and all her belongings are in that sword case. Although her cultivation has only recovered to Nascent Soul, with the sword and divine soul’s power, she is far stronger than ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.
“Come here!”
Before the young man could admire any longer,
Yan Bingling stepped onto the flying sword with her jade-like feet, sat down leisurely, and patted her thigh.
“Uh? How can I be so rude… Flying swords have spirit; they won’t allow anyone other than their master to defile them, right?”
Yun Liu glanced back at Gelan, now truly a bit scared, and looked to his foster mother for help.
Gelan guiltily turned away, indicating she was powerless. This guy had actually come along and stirred up Little Aunt Master, and she’s not like usual. She had never seen Yan Bingling like this. Afraid she might have lost her mind from excessive grief, Gelan decided to be careful.
“I told you to get on, so get on. Are my words useless now?”
Yun Liu braced himself and jumped onto the flying sword, carefully standing behind his foster mother, wondering where to put his hands, when Yan Bingling spoke again.
“Why stand so far? Is there no place for you to sit?”
The silver-haired immortal patted her long legs again, issuing an invitation, her voice slightly displeased.
“Then… forgive me.”
As soon as Yun Liu got close, Yan Bingling pulled him into her arms and hugged him tightly.
Today, Master’s body was strangely warm, with a faint, cold, dusty fragrance.
“That’s a good child.”
“Little Aunt Master, I’ve grown up. Isn’t this posture inappropriate, indecent…”
The young man scratched his head. Though he enjoyed it, he still complained earnestly.
Gelan, following behind, couldn’t bear to look, covering her mouth the whole time, not even having time to ask about the plan. If Junior Sister Liu saw this scene, wouldn’t she faint on the spot?
Yan Bingling leaned close to her rebellious disciple’s ear and said softly, “When you made your mother cry with your affection, you didn’t consider indecency. Now you know to respect your teacher? What, little Yun can’t face the light of day?”
“I…”
Yun Liu covered his face, confirming she was indeed the Demon Mother, and casually covered his lower body to prevent any loss of composure.
“Nighttime matters are different from daytime!”
Yan Bingling’s smile grew even brighter at that. She sped off into the distance alone.
“Where to?”
Yun Liu hugged his master’s waist tightly, first steadying himself, then pointing into the distance.
“Then let’s go to the border of the royal dynasty first, and set sail from Lianqi Port.”
Two streams of light shot like lightning, one behind the other, rushing out of the Sea of Clouds Peaks Forest, crossing mountains and valleys.
Ao Tian looked left and right. Anyone who didn’t know would think two mothers were sending their son to kindergarten. Hey, after feeding the disciple, even the master isn’t spared?
Gelan was very worried about Yan Bingling’s mental state, sending a voice transmission, “Don’t you feel any guilt? If it weren’t for her taking matters into her own hands, Bingling wouldn’t have lost her mind…”
“Mere wet nurse, who allowed you to come near? Liuer is mine! Or do you want to contribute some flesh to go with wine?”
It’s over, another one gone mad. The illness hasn’t improved at all; it’s worsened.
“Mother?”
Yun Liu looked up at the silver-haired immortal’s exquisite face.
“What’s wrong, Yun Bao? Mommy’s here.”
“May I ask, where did the handsome master… go?”
“I’m here.”
“No, the other one…”
Yun Liu gestured, wondering how the demon-fallen foster mother had suppressed the other side and taken over.
Yan Bingling’s face turned cold, then she smiled. “Why are you thinking about her? Isn’t it good to have me accompany you? Whether day or night, I’ll never leave you. The sky is our blanket, the earth our bed; any place can be our battlefield.”
“I mean… you two are ultimately one heart; neither can be missing.”
Yan Bingling was silent for a moment, then reluctantly accepted this statement, curling her lips.
“Her? She’s a waste. She should just stay home and guard the house. If it weren’t for getting rid of her, I wouldn’t have come so late; I had to take over the avatar temporarily.”
Yun Liu sighed in relief. So Master was fine. But another problem arose.
Master seemed to have truly split. The original body was still in the Divine Radiance Sect, and now the sword heart’s two sides each occupied a body?
Then the female sword immortal beside him would forever be in the demon-fallen state, endlessly craving, and would never return to her icy appearance.
If they were intimate day and night, his body couldn’t handle it!
Second Mother’s backstab really provoked Little Aunt Master.
“Hmph, she forced me. If I didn’t come out, you would have been taken away.”
Yan Bingling rolled her eyes at him, her voice faint.
“She takes over. From now on, she’ll take care of the child during the day. Don’t worry, I’ll go back, but only after I’ve had my fun. At night… hehehe, we’ll make lots and lots of babies!”
Yun Liu’s heart raced. Good heavens, I’m cheating on myself?
“My cultivation is low, don’t lie to me. The avatar is a simulated body refined from heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It can do that sort of thing, but it can’t conceive new life like the original body.”
Yan Bingling smiled without speaking, her expression infatuated, implying something else.
“Although I’m a waste, I’m quite competitive in this regard; I just haven’t realized it yet.”
As the body changes and the anomaly is gradually discovered, until the moment the truth is revealed, will her Dao Heart collapse, or will she go completely mad? She really looked forward to seeing the other self’s face twisted in defeat.
“Don’t resist. Fall into darkness with me.”
Over at the Sea of Clouds, the main competition had progressed to the top eight. The dazzling golden-haired girl stood gracefully on the clouds, waiting for a long time.
The disciples of the Five Peaks stood on tiptoe looking around. The bell rang three times, but the other two contestants still did not appear.
“Forfeited?”
Ji Shiyu’s heart skipped a beat. She clenched her fists in annoyance.
“He… didn’t already slip away, did he?”
The Grand Elder shook his head and announced the forfeit.
That brat got promoted, but also had his engagement broken off. He even looked down on the small sect rewards from Divine Radiance Sect, and actually withdrew from the competition this way, even taking his mother-in-law with him.
How ridiculous!
He didn’t even tell me, not even a farewell.
Ji Shiyu clutched the mechanical bird, dejectedly lowering her head. She had won again thanks to someone, but couldn’t be happy at all; her heart felt empty.
The Divine Radiance Sect disciples looked puzzled, focusing their attention on the next match—Chief of Qingxia Peak vs. Chief of Sunset Peak.
Both were Peak Flowers. The cloud-top duel between these two talented and beautiful female sword cultivators was even more anticipated.
***
On this journey, they had two elders as protectors. Looking at the map of the Magic Nine Provinces, East Pole Province was only the size of a palm. Crossing two domains, they traveled very quickly.
By sunset, the three people and one bird had arrived at Lianqi Port.
Gazing at the boundless sea, Yun Liu, holding Yan Bingling, nodded and headed for Penglai Island based on the map in his mind.
Although a small accident had occurred, the plan remained unchanged.
The Divine Tree of Yingzhou was now very wary of outsiders, with a full lockdown.
To enter the third volume’s map early, they would have to blend into the Penglai Island spirit boat and pretend to be purchasing alchemists.
As for Little Aunt Master’s condition, that would have to be discussed at length.
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