Birds chirped and flowers bloomed outside the window.
After watching Zu Lingzhi leave, Feng Yu Die stretched her body, which had become a little stiff after sleeping for several days, washed her face, and changed into a new set of clothes. After tying her long silver hair into a bun, her expression returned to its former spirit.
She figured it out.
Why did she always feel at ease with Ye Anping?
Why was the roasted chicken made by Ye Anping the most delicious in the world?
Why did she hear the words of the inner demon in front of her master's tomb?
Why... why...
... ...
Countless "whys", but the answer was the same.
One simple word -- love.
Unfortunately, Xiao Tian didn't know where Ye Anping went to form his Nascent Soul. She only told her that she could sense it was south of the Bright Star Sect, but the location was very vague.
If not for that, she would have gone over and told Ye Anping, "Let's be cultivation partners!"
After changing her clothes, Feng Yu Die held Ye Anping's outer robe, buried her face in it again, took a deep breath, then folded it, put it back into her storage bag, and went out the door.
Outside the house was a small garden, which bloomed with flowers and fragrance everywhere in late spring and early summer.
Smelling the fragrance of the flowers in the garden, Feng Yu Die felt a sense of joy, like seeing a rainbow after a storm. Walking forward, she passed through the paved path and the corridor of the waterside pavilion, and suddenly heard the "clunk" of wooden swords clashing not far away.
Following the sound, she leaned on the side of the moon-shaped door and looked out. He saw Xiao Yunluo in a pavilion, drinking tea and lost in thought, while Yun Tianchong was fighting Pei Lianxue further away.
The shadows of the swords reflected in her golden eyes, attracting her attention.
At this moment, Pei Lianxue's calm amber eyes under the sweaty bangs and her graceful figure, made her heart flutter.
Sister Pei was so cool! So powerful!
"If only Sister Pei had a bird..."
?
"Huh?"
Xiao Tian, who was sitting on her shoulder, heard this whisper and paused slightly, then took a deep breath before kicking her head.
Suddenly, there was a "click".
"Hiss---"
Yun Tianchong took a deep breath and watched the wooden sword in his hand breaking from the middle. The fragment shot straight toward Feng Yu Die's forehead like a crossbow arrow. He was so scared that he wanted to instantly transport himself and help her block it.
However, Feng Yu Die reacted quickly, raising her hand and directly clamping the flying broken sword between her fingers.
Whoosh---
Pei Lianxue's wooden sword finally landed on the side of Yun Tianchong's neck. Her face flushed as she gasped, and seeing the broken wooden sword in Yun Tianchong's hand, her eyes lit with a little happiness.
"Thank you!!!"
"Uh..."
Yun Tianchong pushed her wooden sword away from his neck. Although it was a little embarrassing that a Core Formation cultivator broke his wooden sword, his wooden sword had already broken forty of Pei Lianxue's wooden swords.
He put his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest, acting like a senior.
"Ahem... Not bad, you are worthy of being the one to inherit Immortal Yun Jian. With the late-stage Core Formation cultivation, you can... Hey?"
Pei Lianxue seemed to be thirsty. Before Yun Tianchong finished speaking, she turned around and ran to the pavilion, picked up Xiao Yunluo's teapot, and poured it into her mouth.
Gulp gulp...
Yun Tianchong felt like a tool. His eyes twitched, but he didn't say anything. He was going to eat some cakes from the Bright Star Sect in the pavilion and rest for a while.
But just as he turned around and took a step, Feng Yu Die, who was outside the moon-shaped door, ran over with small steps and took out two wooden swords from the storage bag without explanation. "Let me try it too."
"Eh?"
Yun Tianchong saw Feng Yu Die throwing the wooden sword to him and wanted to ask her to let him rest for a while, but before he could say it, Feng Yu Die had already run by his side with the wooden sword, cupping her hands. "Please teach me."
Then, she directly stepped forward and swung at him.
Ta--!
Yun Tianchong quickly raised his sword to block the first blow, frowning.
Hearing this, Pei Lianxue froze. Previously, her brother said that he wanted to marry her, but he also said that he had to find a good time. Now that the demonic cultivators were restless and there was also the matter of the Immortal Summoning Order, this matter had been delayed.
"Miss Pei, allow me to congratulate you. Young Master Ye has also become famous in the Immortal Summoning Order before, and it just so happens that he will soon be able to form his Nascent Soul. The leader of the Black Star Sect will also grant him a cultivator name. If he can also get a cultivation partner at this time, it will double the happiness, which is great."
Pei Lianxue slowly took the red envelope handed over by Qiu Shuirou, opened it, and looked at it. On the red paper inside, hers and Ye Anping's horoscopes were listed on both sides, and there was a paragraph in the middle, which seemed to be a summary written by a cultivator who knew divination.
The matched zodiac signs were: lucky mandarin ducks, both wise and brave, great achievements, standing on a treasure land, a lifetime of happiness and fame.
There were also things to avoid, such as being careful about "chickens and poultry" on the wedding day, and the wedding banquet should have cattle, sheep, and pigs as much as possible.
But to sum it up in fewer words -- a match made in heaven!
Pei Lianxue pursed her lips. Her calm eyes, so similar to Ye Anping's, finally showed a little emotion.
She clenched the red paper, patted her chest, and smiled like a little mouse.
"Hehe..."
The parrot squeezed out from Qiu Shuirou's hand. "Congratulations on getting rich! Congratulations on getting rich!!"
"Thank you..." Pei Lianxue smiled and stroked its head with her index finger.
Xiao Yunluo, who was standing aside, had already prepared herself mentally and congratulated her calmly. "Lianxue, congratulations."
"Well... Thank you, Yunluo."
Only Feng Yu Die seemed a little confused at this moment. Looking at the red paper in Pei Lianxue's hand, her expression was as dull as a Buddha statue, and her silver eyebrows slowly moved upwards.
"..."
Xiao Tian, who was floating above her head, quickly leaned over to her ear and comforted her. "Yu Die, Miss Pei has no bird! No bird, remember?! No bird! You guys were never going to have any results! Don't think too much~~"
Feng Yu Die lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time.
At this time, Qiu Shuirou knocked on Pei Lianxue's head, who was still dreaming about marrying her brother, shook her head, and urged her. "Okay, go and pack up, and come with me to say hello to Patriarch Zu later, then we'll go back to the Western Region."
"Okay!!!"
...
Boom---!
In the middle of the black tribulation cloud, a golden bolt of lightning fell on the golden temple peak. Then, it passed through the flying tiles and fell on the head of the black-haired youth sitting cross-legged in front of the golden Buddha in the center of the temple.
Three months passed in a flash, and the last of the thirty-five Nascent Soul lightning tribulations finally fell.
After the golden lightning struck, Ye Anping opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a mouthful of golden spiritual energy that was like mist. He finally felt that the Heavenly Dao Golden Core he had formed at the beginning was completely integrated into his meridians.
A sweet voice made him open his eyes. "Congratulations on forming your Nascent Soul."
Ye Anping looked ahead. Si Xuanji, who was wearing the Black Star Sect Master's robe on her shoulders, was lying on her belly on the empty offering table at this moment with her feet up and her cheeks propped up to look at him.
She squinted her eyes, looking very happy.
"Phew... Thank you."
Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief, took out clothes from the storage bag and put them on, then took out a few water beads and used a small water spell to splash them on the golden Buddha statue. Then, he took out a rag and jumped on the statue to wipe off the masterpiece he and Si Xuanji had left behind over the past three months. He also took Gu Mingxin's hand off and hung it back on his belt.
Si Xuanji, lying on the offering table, saw him actually cleaning up on his own initiative and pouted. "Why don't we just let that baldy clean it himself?"
"In the future, when I am about to break through the Deification or Void Returning stage, I will still need to borrow a place. Moreover, my sister and Yunluo will also need a place. This will make Grandmaster Zhiming unhappy, and it won't be good."
"You forgot about me?"
"I can't always live off you."
Si Xuanji tilted her head slightly, floated up, and simply climbed on Ye Anping's back and hugged him.
Ye Anping sighed and jumped down from the golden Buddha. Pulling Si Xuanji off him, he asked her to sit back in front of the offering table, picked up the underwear hanging on the beam, and squatted down. "Xuanji, lift your feet."
"Anping, how do you feel about becoming my cultivation partner?"
Helping Si Xuanji put on the underwear, Ye Anping lowered his eyes and said,
"Happy."
"How perfunctory!"
Si Xuanji kicked him in the face, but Ye Anping caught her leg and put it through the hole in the panties, then smiled helplessly and explained, "I don't talk much. The word happy is enough."
Ye Anping picked her up, helped her put on her top, and then draped the Black Star robe on her back, tied her belt, and carried her back to the round cushion in front of the golden Buddha to put her down. He sat on another round cushion, pretending to still be condensing energy.
"Remove the restriction."
Si Xuanji pursed her cat lips and shook her head, sighing. Without saying anything more, she waved her hand. The dark purple seal that covered the entire hall to prevent outsiders from prying or disturbing them instantly turned into specks of starlight and dissipated...