Chapter 1238 - 1231: Meeting Again
Chapter 1238 - 1231: Meeting Again
"Take me over there."
Qin Yang smiled slightly as he spoke.
"This..."
Fei Qian hesitated for a moment. However, recalling the Palace Master's earlier instructions—that whatever Lord Qin Yang requested, she had to comply—if it was only meeting Senior Sister Yanyun...
"This Venerable knows her."
Qin Yang said.
"You and Senior Sister Yanyun know each other? However, if Senior Sister Yanyun is unwilling to see you, I hope Lord Qin Yang will not take offense."
A trace of surprise flashed in Fei Qian's eyes; then she nodded.
"Lord Qin Yang, the Cloud Ascension Platform is at the highest point of Piaoling Peak. From there you can overlook the entire Piaomiao Peak. It's also where Senior Sister Yanyun usually cultivates. Normally, aside from the two Palace Masters, very few outsiders go there."
Led by Fei Qian, the three of them followed a stone mountain path toward the Cloud Ascension Platform.
Cloud Ascension Platform.
Light mist wound faintly around the Cloud Ascension Platform.
A slender figure in a white dress, hair dark as ink, veiled by a thin gauze, held the Celestial Nether Sword in jade-like hands, the blade radiating clear blue Water Light.
She was like a fairy on the clouds, stepping on cloud to dance, transparent blue Sword Light surging through Heaven and Earth.
Wherever the Sword Light passed, even the distant white clouds were split apart, then rapidly gathered again.
Just watching such a sword dance was enough to stir one's heart and mind.
"Lord Qin Yang, Senior Sister Yanyun is dancing her sword. Please wait a moment, I'll go report."
Fei Qian said to Qin Yang.
With that, Fei Qian tapped the tip of her toe and arrived atop the Cloud Ascension Platform.
"Fei Qian, what is it?"
Seeing someone step onto the Cloud Ascension Platform, the white-dressed figure dancing in midair withdrew the long sword in her hand that glimmered with blue Water Light. Her robes fluttered as she drifted down from midair, her voice ethereal and airy.
Looking at the white-dressed figure before her, face veiled with thin gauze, Fei Qian thought to herself that since Senior Sister Yanyun returned this time, her temperament seemed even colder.
"Senior Sister Yanyun, from Wind Ridge Town, Lord Qin Yang requests an audience."
Fei Qian looked toward Senior Sister Yanyun and cupped her hands slightly.
"Qin Yang?!"
Hearing that name, the clear eyes of the white-dressed woman, originally limpid as water, immediately rippled. That guy actually came.
Fei Qian secretly raised her eyes to size up Senior Sister Yanyun.
Senior Sister Yanyun possessed fairy-like looks and bearing, with astonishing talent and many pursuers. As for Lord Qin Yang claiming that he knew Fairy Yanyun, Fei Qian still had a trace of doubt in her heart.
However, seeing the always-cold-as-mist Senior Sister Yanyun react like this, it was obvious the two of them did know each other.
"He, he... I won't see him!"
Fairy Yanyun bit her silver teeth and said.
"Then Senior Sister Yanyun, I'll go decline Lord Qin Yang."
Fei Qian said.
"Mm."
A ripple flashed in Fairy Yanyun's clear eyes as she nodded.
Whoosh!
But just as that "mm" left her lips, a white-clothed figure stepped out once, already standing three meters in front of the two of them.
Zhao Tai, seeing this, followed closely behind.
"Lord Qin Yang, you..."
Fei Qian was slightly startled.
However, Qin Yang ignored her, his eyes falling on Fairy Yanyun, simply looking at her like that.
Facing the white-clothed figure who had stepped over in a single stride, Fairy Yanyun's clear eyes fluctuated slightly.
At the side, Fei Qian could clearly sense that Senior Sister Yanyun's jade hand gripping the Celestial Nether Sword tightened slightly.
Obviously, Senior Sister Yanyun, whose state of mind was usually ethereal and clear, like a Dark Lake deep in the mountains, now had quite a bit of turbulence before Lord Qin Yang.
"Ahem, we haven't seen each other for more than two months. You don't miss me at all?"
Qin Yang rubbed his nose, staring at the person before him who was ethereal like a fairy, unable to help the smile that crossed his eyes as he spoke with a grin.
At this moment, hearing Qin Yang's words, Fei Qian at the side widened her eyes as well. She obviously hadn't expected their first words to each other to be this direct. This... this counted as flirting, right?
Lord Qin Yang was really bold, actually flirting with Senior Sister Yanyun so brazenly.
"You...!"
At these words, Fairy Yanyun bit her silver teeth, a flush of shyness and anger surfacing in her clear eyes.
Clang~!
The Celestial Nether Sword in Fairy Yanyun's hand suddenly burst out with a sharp, crystalline Water Light.
"It's over, it's over, Lord Qin Yang has offended Senior Sister Yanyun. The two of them are probably going to fight."
Fei Qian couldn't help feeling a bit anxious in her heart.
"Senior Sister Yanyun, Lord Qin Yang came to cooperate with our Piaoling Palace. The Palace Master and Vice Palace Master Ling Bo, along with the Elders, personally welcomed and saw him off. Senior Sister Yanyun, you mustn't..."
Fei Qian hurriedly transmitted her voice to Fairy Yanyun.
Hiss~!
Before Fei Qian could finish her sentence, the crystalline Water Light on the Celestial Nether Sword flared even stronger. Even the ground was carved with tiny cracks by the Sword Light.
"Fei Qian, fall back first."
Fairy Yanyun's airy, ethereal tone carried a trace of unquestionable authority.
"Yes, Senior Sister Yanyun."
At this, Fei Qian glanced at Senior Sister Yanyun and could only reply respectfully.
"Elder Zhao, you fall back as well."
Qin Yang smiled slightly as he spoke.
"Yes, Lord."
Zhao Tai nodded and replied respectfully as well.
With that, Fei Qian and Zhao Tai tapped their toes and withdrew from the Cloud Ascension Platform.
Whoosh!
Just as the two figures vanished, a crystalline blue Water Light Sword Aura slashed toward Qin Yang.
Qin Yang's figure flickered as he dodged that Sword Aura.
"Hey, I came kindly to see you. You don't have to greet me with a sword the moment I arrive."
Qin Yang frowned slightly as he spoke.
"Hmph, you're here to talk cooperation, aren't you!"
The white-dressed figure, ethereal like a fairy, let out a cold snort.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Clear blue Water Light Sword Aura enveloped Qin Yang. In an instant, the Cloud Ascension Platform was filled with Sword Aura streaking across the sky.
The white clouds around the Cloud Ascension Platform also scattered and merged under the blue Water Light Sword Aura.
"Hey, that's enough. If you keep hitting me, I'll strike back."
After dodging a dozen or so strikes, Qin Yang frowned, displeased.
"Who told you to spout nonsense just now, and even in front of my junior sister..."
Fairy Yanyun snorted angrily.
The Celestial Nether Sword burst with blue Water Light, transforming into a hundred crystalline blue Water Light Sword Auras that shot toward Qin Yang.
The woman before him had already reached the Middle Stage Immortal Venerable Realm. That incident clearly had been beneficial to both of them.
"This woman really is... don't smack her for three days and she starts tearing the roof off... Forget it, better give her a little lesson, otherwise it's not good if she keeps this up."
Qin Yang rubbed his head.
Whoosh!
The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword flashed out and appeared in Qin Yang's hand, the sound of a dragon's roar echoing.
Qin Yang's figure moved like a swimming dragon as he swung the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, shattering those hundred blue Water Light Sword Auras one by one.
Clang clang clang~!
Above the Cloud Ascension Platform, Ice White Sword Aura and blue Water Light Sword Aura clashed and burst.
The white clouds scattered and fused. In the blink of an eye, the two of them seemed to be battling in the clouds themselves, having already exchanged hundreds of moves.
"This woman has also reached the Middle Stage Immortal Venerable Realm. After all, she's my woman, so I can't really use a killing blow. But if I don't subdue her, that won't do either."
A glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes as he thought to himself. Still, subduing her wasn't impossible.
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