Chapter 80
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Chapter 80: Off to the Ruins
The matter of the teaching materials was urgent, so You You decided to set off for the ruins immediately. Originally, she planned to go with Yuan Qi since his auspicious aura would definitely help them find what they needed. However, Feng Rong firmly objected and insisted on coming along.
“Why are you tagging along?” You You asked, confused.
“Why can’t I?” Feng Rong snapped. “Last time you left me behind during the Secret Realm trip and sneaked back with some random guy. Who knows what you’ll drag home this time?”
“…” That phrasing felt oddly accusatory.
“Sect Master,” Feng Yu interjected, “though I’ve drawn the map, ruins are unpredictable. Feng Rong knows the exact location—his presence would aid the search.”
You You considered this. They needed to find the ruins quickly, but the sect couldn’t be left vulnerable, especially with their growing list of enemies. Reluctantly, she left Yuan Qi behind.
Yuan Qi showed no protest, merely handing her a jade pendant. “Take this, You You. I’ve carved protective formations into it.”
A defensive tool? She reached for it, but he stepped closer. “Let me.” He looped the cord around her neck, fingers brushing her hair aside. “It also lets you contact me if danger arises. I’ll come at once.”
His warm breath grazed her cheek as he spoke. You You blinked. “Thanks.”
“No need for formalities between us.” His smile softened as he tucked a stray lock behind her ear, gaze lingering—
Feng Rong yanked her backward. “Enough chit-chat! We’re leaving!” He hauled her onto his sword and shot skyward before she could protest.
Yuan Qi’s “Stay safe!” trailed after them.
Once airborne, Feng Rong’s mood improved markedly. No more annoyances in sight!
Meanwhile, You You frowned at her System Map. “Feng Rong!”
“What? Scared of falling?” he grumbled.
“Your father said the ruins are in the North Ridge.”
“So?”
“We’re flying south.”
“…” His sword jerked to a halt. “I—I was warming up the sword! Not lost!” He pivoted sharply north.
“Right…”
Later:
“Stop clutching me! I won’t fall.”
“My sword, my rules!”
“Let go!”
“No!”
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The North Ridge lay far north of Zhen Yan Sect, unreachable by flight alone. They hopped between cultivator cities via teleportation arrays, paying spirit stones at each stop. By the fifth day, they reached the northern border at dusk—only to find the final array closed.
“North Ridge City’s array is shut,” said the guard. “Cold season messes with the formations. Fly if you must, but snow demons have been snatching cultivators lately.”
“Thanks, Big Brother.” You You nodded.
The guard beamed at her courtesy. “Safe travels, Celestial!”
