Cloud Sea Realm, White Cloud City.
In fact, every place in the Cloud Sea Realm is similar, all are hazy scenes shrouded in clouds and mist. Especially when you are on the Cloud Island, you will not be able to notice the changes in space.
They only saw a flash of light, and then Ye Shubai and Wen Yun who were flying to the city gate disappeared. As for the old man who had just landed and had not yet opened his mouth, naturally no one noticed him.
The only ones who noticed something was wrong were a few sword practitioners from the Qingliu Sword Sect who also mastered the teleportation formation.
There had been no news for Wen Yun and Ye Shubai for three days, and they were nowhere to be found. The sword cultivators who had been hanging out in Baiyun City now gathered at the mountain gate.
"Girl Yun once said that she would never use the teleportation formation unless it was an extremely dangerous moment, because it would cost millions of source crystals every time she used it, and she felt bad."
Master Su Yuan took the jade slip of the message with a solemn expression. His face was so gloomy that it seemed to freeze into ice. “But she activated the formation this time. I’m afraid she encountered a very difficult enemy outside the city. Only a powerful person from the fairyland could make things difficult for them. So… that person must be the Immortal Supreme who came to avenge Shang Wuyang!”
It has to be said that the older you get, the wiser you are. Although Master Suyuan looks unreliable at ordinary times, when he gets serious, he can analyze the key points in an instant.
Shen Xinghai was holding his ring in a daze. He had just seen Wen Yun and Ye Shubai hurriedly flying over in the city and realized that something was wrong. He wanted to throw his protective ring to Wen Yun, but he was still a step too late.
"Senior Su Yuan, they must have met with a disaster, let's go and support them!"
However, Master Su Yuan sighed, grief-stricken: "Yun girl just sent me a message in a hurry, it only had one word."
Seeing this, the sword cultivators gathered together, their hearts sank: "Which two words?!"
"She said... dead!"
Dead
Wen Yun reported this, so the one who died was... Ye Shubai
“Bang!”
The big sword in Bai Yushan's hand slid weakly to the ground. He seemed to have lost his soul. He struggled to hold on to the arm of a senior brother beside him and did not fall to the ground.
However, the conditions of the other two people were not much better. The calm Yue Xingzhou's eyes went dark and he almost fainted. Xu Wanfeng, who usually loved to smile, stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to recover.
"Impossible... How could Master die?!"
"You're lying! There's no way our Master would die!"
The three of them knelt on the ground, crying and shouting with red eyes, and the others finally couldn't help crying too.
It was late at night. Looking down from the mountain gate, one could vaguely see the bright lights of Baiyun City, but the mountain was so dark and quiet that it made people feel chilled. Coupled with the plain white clothes of these sword cultivators, how desolate could one describe it
"Xiaobai died tragically..."
"I will kill the old thief Shangxuan to pay for Senior Brother Ye's life!"
Ye Shubai and Wen Yun had just stepped out of the space gap when they witnessed this funeral scene.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at his disciple who was crying bitterly, then glanced at the others and found that everyone was crying, even the old swordsman Su Yuan Zhenren had a red nose from crying.
At the same time, everyone stared at Ye Shubai who appeared out of nowhere as if they had seen a ghost.
Finally, Bai Yushan was the first to react. He crawled over with his hands and feet and hugged his master's feet, shouting in ecstasy: "Master, you are not dead!"
Ye Shubai was silent for a moment, looking at his disciple's tearful face, and said calmly: "There's no need to mourn for me so quickly."
Master Su Yuan was dumbfounded. He stared at Wen Yun with the jade slip of communication: "Didn't you say he was dead?"
Wen Yun was stunned for a moment, then touched his nose: "Maybe the distance we transmitted was too far, so the information on the communication jade slip was not transmitted completely?"
"So who died?!"
Faced with Master Su Yuan's questioning, Ye Shubai could only briefly and concisely describe what had happened.
In his understated words, killing an immortal was as easy as killing a pig.
The expressions of the Qingliu Sword Sect's practitioners gradually began to distort, followed by an overwhelming barrage of questions about various details.
However, if I really want to talk about it in detail, I'm afraid it would take more than three barbecue parties to finish.
Ye Shubai turned his head to glance at Wen Yun, pursed his lips, and said coldly, "She is tired, we'll talk more later," then pulled Wen Yun and walked towards the tenth peak.
He did not forget that Wen Yun was waiting for an explanation.
Wen Yun had a meaningful smile on his face all the time, until the two of them were in the small courtyard on the top of the mountain where no one was disturbing them, then he raised his hand towards Ye Shubai slowly.
"Please start your sophistry."
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Ye Shubai smiled helplessly and said softly, "How dare I argue with you?"
He explained the whole story seriously: "Just as there won't be two of you in the same period of time, of course, there won't be two pieces of Jade Infant fragments in the same period of time. So the moment you re-entered the world of cultivation, the Jade Infant fragment that was originally in your body also merged back into my body."
That long memory was like a dream, which gradually entered Ye Shubai's mind during the five hundred years when he slept in the poinciana tree.
Those memories of past lives also became clearer bit by bit.
Ye Shubai once wondered if it was a dream, until that day when the girl reached out her hand to him.
At that moment, Ye Shubai's heart seemed to be hit violently, and dull pain spread throughout his body. Even though he was as calm as he was, he almost lost control.
But Shangxuan was looking at him.
A small change may lead to a completely different future.
Wen Yun knew this, and Ye Shubai naturally knew it too.
Wen Yun looked up at Ye Shubai in the night, and heard his low explanation in his ears.
She naturally knew that this was the best approach. They worked together to set up this trap and successfully killed Shang Xuan. Her anger just now was all fake, just to tease Ye Shubai.
"Well, it's good to relive our past. After all, I didn't realize that you were jealous nearly a thousand times before. It turns out that you..."
Before the girl finished her last sentence, a hug with the cool fragrance of white plum blossoms quietly fell.
A low sigh sounded overhead.
Ye Shubai put his lips to Wen Yun's ear and said in a low voice: "It's more than just jealousy?"
Only he himself knows how strong the impulse is hidden beneath the pretended calmness.
Whenever he thought of the girl in front of him who had traveled through time and space for him and toured him in endless waiting, the heat in his chest rose little by little.
Wen Yun's heartbeat was getting faster and the heat by her ears made her stutter.
"Then... what else is there besides jealousy?"
"There are still many... I can't help myself."
For some reason, Ye Shubai's usually cold voice became particularly hoarse.
The last four words were whispered between his lips and tongue, causing Wen Yun's face to turn red instantly. She always felt that there was something wrong with the person next to her.
Especially his lips, which were right next to her ear and brushed against her cheek. This action was so indecent that I really didn't know where he learned it from.
Ye Shubai's breathing was a little disordered.
At this moment, he was thinking about something important.
In the past hundred years, when Wen Yun was avoiding Ye Shubai, the latter had not neglected another lesson besides silently practicing the law of life and death.
He finished reading the Blackened Master series that Wen Yun liked... No, he finished studying it.
According to what was written in the book, he should now push Wen Yun against the wall, domineeringly pinch her chin, and give her a "bloody and wanton kiss".
But it's bloody, will it hurt her
Would she find him rude if he was so unbridled
Ye Shubai's thick eyelashes trembled randomly, casting a swaying shadow on his eyelids. He lowered his head to look at Wen Yun, and coincidentally the girl was also looking up at him.
Her pair of bright black eyes were now misty with water, her cheeks were startlingly gorgeous, and on her lips there were light marks from biting her lips due to nervousness.
Ye Shubai's gaze froze, he turned his head away in panic, his ears so red that they seemed to be bleeding.
A genius like him could learn the most difficult sword techniques of the Qingliu Sword Sect in one day, but he couldn't learn the contents of those few lines of words in a hundred years!
But at this moment, the girl in his arms moved, tilted her head and put her ear to his chest: "Huh? Your heart is beating so fast, are you injured?"
The girl's sweet scent suddenly became more obvious.
With his understanding of Wen Yun, he certainly knew...
She did it on purpose.
Ye Shubai closed his eyes, but his instinct finally overcame his restraint.
He held her face gently, and even though his face was as red as a teenager, he still firmly pressed his kisses down towards her bright red lips bit by bit...
"No! I still want to know how they defeated Shangxuan!"
"They just finished a battle, please don't disturb them..."
A sudden noise came from outside the yard, and several familiar loud voices revealed the identities of the visitors.
The arrival of this group of uninvited guests almost made Ye Shubai's originally red face turn black in an instant.
However, just as they were about to push the door open, Wen Yun waved his hand, and everyone who had just climbed to the top of the mountain was dumbfounded—
"Eh? I just saw Master Ye's back, where is he? Why is there no light in the house? Does he have to sleep even after ascending?"
"I told them they just went through a big battle and need to rest. Okay, go down quickly and don't wake them up!"
…
Listening to the sounds outside gradually fading away, Wen Yun, who had teleported into the house, couldn't help but smile.
She lowered her voice and asked provocatively: "They left, will they continue?"
This time Ye Shubai did not say anything, he gave the answer directly with his actions.
In the darkness of the room, he gently used his lips to search for her scent, his movements restrained and immature.
After a long, clumsy kiss, Ye Shubai's lips caressed Wen Yun's ears and asked her softly, "Do you like this?"
Wen Yun's heart was beating very fast.
She actually had no experience and relied entirely on the guidance of the immortal Meng.
But this did not affect her, so she pretended to be calm and said, "It's OK."
Ye Shubai's body stiffened.
It’s…ok… .
Does that mean he doesn't really like her? Or does he really do something bad and make her uncomfortable
Wen Yun immediately noticed the subtle emotions of the person next to him and quickly comforted him: "No, in fact, you are already very good. If you study according to the book, you will be perfect."
Ye Shubai was silent for a moment.
In the darkness, he seemed to be sighing, and his voice was unusually low: "I have been learning for a hundred years."
In this situation, Wen Yun understood what Ye Shubai had learned almost immediately.
She hesitated: "As the saying goes, learning is for application. Talking without practice is just empty talk. Now that we have learned it, then... then let's practice it now?"
Soon, Wen Yun paid the price for her words, although she didn't know why such a simple sentence made her sword spirit turn evil.
Ye Shubai held her face and kissed her again and again.
The kisses went further down, and Wen Yun's consciousness began to become hazy.
Suddenly, her hand that was originally holding Ye Shubai's hair tightened suddenly.
After she recovered from her shock, she saw Ye Shubai raise his head, wipe his lips, and look at her with a smile.
Wen Yun nearly fainted from embarrassment and quickly pulled the quilt over her head.
However, Ye Shubai was quicker than her and took her into his arms first.
Then he hugged her as if he was coaxing a child, lying on his side behind her, calling her name in a very gentle tone.
“That’s all.”
“That’s all.”
"Um."
While she was distracted by her whispered response, he made a breakthrough in vain.
"… "
Damn!
Wen Yun, who suddenly came to his senses, almost cursed.
Mengxianren, you are deceiving people!
She had always thought that Ye Shubai was so handsome, so gentle and elegant, so she thought that everything about him would be more subtle...
As it turned out, she was dead wrong.
A man who has been practicing sword since he was a child and can chop down a mountain with one blow cannot be described as frail and weak!
He just doesn't waste clothes like the sword cultivator!
Wen Yun was not feeling well, and Ye Shubai wasn't much better.
He took a deep breath and cold sweat broke out on his head.
At this moment, he was like a student taking an examination, trying hard to recall the knowledge he had learned from the storybooks, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the knowledge was of no use in reality.
If those exaggerated operations were really used in reality, he suspected that he would be hit to death by Wen Yun's dragon bone wand.
The stories are all lies!
Ye Shubai could only use all his self-control to endure and slowly let Wen Yun adapt.
Fortunately, Wen Yun is in the Ascension Stage after all, and his physical fitness is amazing. He just felt uncomfortable just now.
After a hundred years of long-term study, the results finally show.
Ye Shubai is indeed a genius who is proficient in everything.
My previous clumsiness was simply due to the lack of opportunity to practice.
Wen Yun was thinking about this idea in a daze.
She hugged Ye Shubai's waist tightly, and there was a trance in front of her eyes, as if a white light flashed.
However, Ye Shubai, who studied hard, had no intention of being lazy.
He leaned over and called her name softly and tenderly in her ear, over and over again.
"We don't want to be friends for life and death."
"We want to be friends for life, for this life, for all eternity."