Chapter 42: I, Ye Changsheng, Have a Dream
“Brother Xiao?”
Luo Yingying pushed open the door to Ye Changsheng’s room. It was empty and had been tidied up.
The scene here seemed to leave a message, indicating that the owner would not be residing here for a while.
She hadn’t seen Ye Changsheng for several days. Ye Changsheng seemed to have vanished from the earth, not even saying goodbye to her.
“Could Brother Xiao have disappeared?”
Luo Yingying left Ye Changsheng’s room and asked other cultivation cauldrons or disciples, but no one knew.
Luo Yingying went directly to Ling Xiaoxing, who hesitated and said she had seen Ye Changsheng a few days ago.
From Ling Xiaoxing’s suspicious attitude, it could be judged that this matter was related to the higher-ups of Wuhua Palace.
“Did my sister do something to Brother Xiao?!”
The thought made Luo Yingying anxious. She directly confronted Luo Lihong in Luohua Hall.
At this moment, Luo Lihong had just finished her meditation. She was not surprised to see her sister.
“What are you doing here?” Luo Lihong asked coldly.
Luo Yingying bit her lower lip, met her sister’s gaze, and leaned closer.
“Sister, I need to ask you something.”
“I don’t have time. I still have matters to attend to. If you have questions, go to Yin Yu and the others.”
Luo Lihong stood up, walked past her, and prepared to leave.
“Wait!”
Luo Yingying cried out. Mustering her courage, she grabbed Luo Lihong’s hand.
“I want to get an answer from my sister.”
Luo Lihong hesitated for a moment.
She hadn’t had physical contact with her sister for many years.
Still maintaining a calm facade, she ruthlessly shook off her sister’s soft hand.
“Then I’ll give you one minute,” Luo Lihong said.
“Where is Wuxiao?” Luo Yingying looked directly into her sister’s eyes.
“I’ve assigned him a special mission, and he has already departed. You don’t need to know.”
“I must know. I have the right to know where my exclusive cultivation cauldron has gone and what he is doing!” Luo Yingying was not going to back down.
“…I sent him to the White Emperor Sword Sect as an undercover agent.”
Luo Yingying was shocked. “You sent Wuxiao to the White Emperor Sword Sect as an undercover agent? Isn’t that going to kill him?!”‘
“He accepted it himself. I didn’t force him,” Luo Lihong sneered. “Frankly, he was quite active about it. Perhaps he’s grown tired of you.”
“Impossible, Sister, you’re lying. Why would Wuxiao accept such a dangerous mission?”
“Your minute is up, Luo Yingying. Don’t hinder me anymore.”
Luo Lihong abandoned her and left.
Looking at her sister’s retreating back, Luo Yingying felt a complex mix of emotions.
The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.
The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.
The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt—
“No, I have to go after Brother Xiao. If he’s unwilling, I’ll force him back!”
Luo Yingying made an astonishing decision.
The young lady of Wuhua Palace, who had never left, was about to run away from home alone.
…
“My name is Ye Changsheng, 18 years old, unmarried, with no romantic history. I hail from Shuiyun Town, Yu County, Great Chu Kingdom, Qixia Isle.
My parents run a small pawnshop. Our family’s financial situation is decent. My parents spent some money to find a not-so-powerful teacher who has been teaching me the foundational methods of cultivation.
Last month, I finally broke through from Body Tempering Entry to the first level of Qi Refining Realm. My parents were very happy and gave me some travel expenses to participate in the White Emperor Sword Sect’s entrance examination.
Although my talent is very ordinary, but…
I, Ye Changsheng, have a dream, and that is to become a righteous path superstar in Qixia Isle!”
On the way to Qingping City alone, Ye Changsheng was unusually cheerful and even started practicing his self-introduction.
These were the settings for his new identity. Ye Changsheng would act as a novice at the first level of Qi Refining Realm from now on.
On the road, Ye Changsheng did not use any talismans such as Divine Movement Talismans or Earth Shrinking Talismans. He walked step by step, as if traveling.
Such times were rare for him.
During his three years in Wuhua Palace, he lived in constant fear and had to pretend to be of the demonic path.
However, now, although Ye Changsheng was still an undercover agent due to some twists of fate, he could appear before others with the identity of a righteous cultivator.
Finally, he didn’t have to be called a Demon Lord anymore.
“However, if my Master knew that I was sent to infiltrate the righteous path, she would probably be shocked.” Ye Changsheng thought of Mo Baizhi.
Thousand Snow Immortal Venerable was highly revered by the righteous path of Qixia Isle after achieving immortality.
Putting aside her cultivation and strength, her peerless beauty alone made countless people wish to become her disciples.
However, she had never accepted any disciples. Thousand Snow Immortal Venerable had also publicly stated that she would never take on disciples.
If Ye Changsheng claimed to be a disciple of Thousand Snow Immortal Venerable, no one in the world would believe him.
This mission did not allow him to gain any advantage due to his Master’s identity, which was truly regrettable.
“But forget it. I stopped expecting my useless Master to help me long ago.”
To be fair, Ye Changsheng really wanted to announce Mo Baizhi’s usual behavior to the world, so that everyone would be disillusioned with her.
And then to see her flustered, angry, and wronged expression.
Making Master cry out of bullying would surely be fun?
“But those are later matters.”
Ye Changsheng cast aside his thoughts and continued on his way.
There was no one else on this road. He had heard that this road often encountered bandits.
But Ye Changsheng wanted to try it out, to trigger some standard plot by encountering bandits and play around, perhaps it would be quite interesting.
When he went out before, wearing Wuhua Palace’s clothes, these guys would simply go around him. Now Ye Changsheng was wearing simple and unadorned clothes.
“This does trigger a strange plot.”
Ye Changsheng saw a figure ahead.
It was a black-haired girl, curled up by the small river, seemingly injured, with bloodstains on her green robe.
Her appearance was outstanding; she was the kind of person whose impression would be deeply etched in one’s mind at first sight.
Unlike the seductive charm of the women in Wuhua Palace, she was like a plum blossom blooming in the harsh winter, possessing inherent pride.
Even though she was injured, this sense of aloofness that kept others at bay had not diminished at all.
The girl seemed to have seen Ye Changsheng too and became alert.
“Miss, are you alright?” Ye Changsheng asked, trying to approach.
A flying sword rushed out from behind her and hovered in front of Ye Changsheng.
“Don’t come closer, otherwise… hmm!”
Due to her injuries, the girl’s true qi was unstable, and the flying sword clattered to the ground.
She was a cultivator, Ye Changsheng judged by her aura… likely in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment Realm.
Her nervous expression indicated that she was in big trouble.
If he chose to persevere here, impress her with sincerity, and persistently offer assistance, he might unlock the route to conquering a beautiful girl.
If he were the protagonist of a classic Xianxia harem novel, he would choose this path when facing a classic plot.
But…
Am I not holding a script for a mission to the death, an Infernal Affairs mission?
“My apologies.” Ye Changsheng left without any hesitation, turning around and walking away.
“Eh?”
Ye Changsheng’s unexpected behavior caught her off guard.
The girl gritted her teeth and managed to condense her qi, making the flying sword hover again and block Ye Changsheng’s retreat.
“Wait!”
