Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Seeing Wang Yu Wei Again

When Zhou Luo opened his eyes, Ye Qian had already slipped into that jade-blue dress. The blush on her face had vanished, replaced by a frosty, livid expression.

The sword knocked away earlier had been retrieved now. She gripped it firmly in her hand, pressing its icy blade against Zhou Luo’s neck. Cold light glinted faintly along its edge.

Zhou Luo found his own clothes neatly put back on. He showed no trace of fear.

He knew she’d woken long before him; if she truly intended to kill him, she wouldn’t have waited.

Ye Qian, biting her lip, saw him awaken. Her right hand trembled slightly as she pushed the sharp blade aside.

Yet Zhou Luo’s skin was unnaturally resilient. A mere scrape like this caused no injury at all, leaving not even a mark.

"Tell me everything that happened. No lies." Her face remained icy, voice piercing cold.

Zhou Luo relayed the events calmly and in detail.

He explained how he’d fought desperately against Hu Xuan to save her, leaving both grievously wounded. How their enemy fled, leaving him severely injured. Then, how Ye Qian, poisoned by lust, took advantage of his weakness, pushed him down on the ground.

As for the surrounding array and talismans—he’d set them up far earlier, meant to shield her from danger. He never imagined they’d become a trap holding them both captive.

After hearing his account, a faint blush reappeared on Ye Qian’s pale face.

Staring at his handsome features, she bit her lip, unmoving.

A long silence stretched before she finally spoke with chilling coldness, "Would anyone risk their life like that… for a stranger?"

In the world of cultivation, self-interest rules above all. Cultivators acting righteously, sacrificing themselves for others? They are rarer than phoenix feathers. She found it impossible to believe fate favored her so kindly.

Zhou Luo sighed helplessly. "I have history with the Biquan True Sect. I was actually heading to meet an old friend there. If you doubt me… ask her yourself. She knows my character well enough."

"Who?" Ye Qian frowned intently.

"Wang Yu Wei," Zhou Luo answered, calm and measured.

The name froze Ye Qian visibly where she stood. Her?

Suspicions still lingered within her. Yet she could no longer bring herself to finish the killing blow. Ultimately… he had saved her life.

"What happened today—you tell no one," she stated heavily, sheathing her sword. "If news of it leaks… I will end you."

Then she spun away, vanishing into a streak of light.

Zhou Luo watched her go. Silently, he took out one Second Level healing potion and swallowed it. Only then did inner injuries within his body ease slightly.

He sat on the ground, gazing deeply at the path she’d taken.

"Seems building rapport once wasn’t enough," his thoughts echoed quietly. "But there’s time. Her love poison remains uncured. Sure, rage fuels her to kill now. Give calm a chance, though… and the toxin will work its subtle way through her mind. Slowly."

Besides the lustful poison coursing through her veins… she remained poisoned by love as well.

This toxin worked in a similar vein to the Heartfelt Gu, compelling the poisoned to utterly fall for the person they had relations with and obey them unconditionally.

Though that person had temporarily suppressed this toxin, as long as it wasn’t eradicated, its influence could not be blocked.

This was a toxin even a Second Level Poison Master like himself couldn’t expel – the woman probably hadn’t noticed anything unusual and thought the matter was just over like that.

Zhou Luo sat cross-legged, silently healing his wounds.

After roughly three days, his injuries were completely healed.

He immediately withdrew the formation and talismans, then flew towards the Biquan True Sect.

After another three days, he saw a vast mountain range.

This mountain range resembled the Wan Gu Sect in striking ways, wreathed in immortal mist and exuding a majestic atmosphere.

Before Zhou Luo could even approach the mountain gates, two streams of light streaked across the sky, landing before him.

"True Sect sacred ground. Men, leave swiftly."

Two women dressed in white robes blocked his path.

"I am Zhou Luo, Wang Yu Wei’s friend. Please inform her of my arrival," Zhou Luo stated formally.

Though they were merely Qi Refinement cultivators, he gave them full courtesy, being on their territory.

"Senior Sister Yu Wei?" The two women exchanged a glance. One of them said coldly, "Wait here. Don’t move."

With that, she turned and left, vanishing on the spot.

About half an hour later, a sapphire-blue streak of light pierced the sky, racing towards them, unleashing boundless imposing pressure.

As it drew near, Zhou Luo recognized the newcomer: it was Wang Yu Wei.

Today, she had returned to the resplendent attire she wore years ago. Her stunning face was adorned with lightly applied makeup. A Purple Gold hairpin held up her elaborately coiled, raven-black hair, with a few loose strands falling beside her face.

She wore an off-shoulder dress in moon-white. Blue silk threads embroidered a scene of azure seas beneath cloud-swept heavens onto the fabric, a pattern that extended all the way up to the proud fullness of her chest.

The skirt below was short, revealing exceptionally conspicuous, straight, and slender legs. Her fair, taut skin was clad in white silk stockings.

Compared to before, she now exuded an extra touch of etherealness, with a faint aura of power emanating from her.

As she moved, immortal air seemed to linger around her. She resembled a celestial maiden, approaching with a sweet smile.

"Senior Sister Yu Wei."

The woman guarding Zhou Luo bowed respectfully.

"It’s been a long time, Zhou Luo."

Wang Yu Wei stood before him, graceful and poised, gentle and refined, imparting a feeling like the soothing touch of spring wind.

Within her lightly composed smile lay a hint of pleasant surprise. The habitual aloof expression she showed her sect sisters had vanished utterly. Even her beautiful eyes held a tender glimmer of light.

After so many years apart, seeing him again stirred countless complex emotions within her.

"It’s been a long time," Zhou Luo replied, cupping his hands in greeting.

Back when she had given him her gift, she was already late-stage Foundation Establishment. Now, after a decade and more, her current level was unknown.

"Come," Wang Yu Wei said with a light laugh. "I’ll take you to the Immortal Sect."

"Senior Sister Yu Wei, the sect regulations…" The guardian woman began to remonstrate.

But Wang Yu Wei turned her head, looking at her sternly, her voice icy. "I will personally inform our master about this."

Then she looked back at Zhou Luo. "Come on."

She transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the mountain gates. Zhou Luo glanced at the guardian woman, exerted his own power, and followed.

Compared to the Wan Gu Sect.

The Biquan True Sect was far more tranquil and picturesque. The scenery on its numerous mountain peaks was beautiful. Waterfalls cascaded down, Spirit Beasts roamed freely, and the sight was utterly heart-refreshing and uplifting.

As he arrived, he could sense several powerful spiritual senses sweep over him.

The Biquan True Sect consisted entirely of women, so the sudden appearance of a male naturally drew some attention.

"Is this really alright?" Feeling the unfriendliness in those probing senses, Zhou Luo couldn’t help but ask.

But Wang Yu Wei simply smiled lightly. "Since when do you fear such things? Back then, facing that ninth level of Qi Refinement evil cultivator, you weren’t afraid of anything."