Chapter 472

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Chapter 472: Seven Nights Listening to the Water

Lin Qiye: …

Lin Qiye felt a bit confused. Ever since a certain period two months ago, Jialan’s attitude towards him had become strange. Although every time the training for “Sword Qi Tides” ended, she would carry the unconscious Lin Qiye back to his room, tuck him in, and even clean up his room, once Lin Qiye took the initiative to talk to her, she would turn her head away as if sulking…

Could it be that during this training period, he had been too harsh?

That shouldn’t be the case.

Wasn’t I the one getting beaten up?

Lin Qiye thought for a long time but couldn’t figure it out. He simply shook his head, set aside these complicated thoughts, and focused on the training at hand.

With a flick of his fingers, two straight swords flew out of their sheaths, like two meteors streaking across the sky, circling around Jialan. At the same time, dozens of gray magic circles unfolded in the sky, and a large amount of mysterious iron surged forth, condensing into sharp spikes.

Lin Qiye held the 【Qiyuan】 long sword in his left hand, a shadow of night spreading beneath his feet. His figure glided through the air like a ghost, brushing past each iron spike, the sword tip lightly touching the back of the spikes like a dragonfly landing on water.

In the next moment, these dozens of iron spikes fell from the sky like black steel meteors!

Jialan’s figure swayed lightly, avoiding all the iron spikes, but immediately after, Lin Qiye pressed his hand towards the void, and those spikes that had sunk into the ground were instantly eroded by darkness, twisting rapidly and forming a black steel cage in an instant.

Jialan snorted, thrusting her 【Tianque】 towards the sky. A thick golden beam of light easily pierced through the top of the cage, shooting straight towards Lin Qiye!

Lin Qiye’s figure vanished into thin air, then reappeared on the straight sword behind Jialan.

Clang—!!

The straight sword struck Jialan, producing a buzzing sound, but it failed to inflict any damage on her. Her blue robe billowed, and a fair fist struck towards Lin Qiye’s chest like lightning.

Lin Qiye crossed his sword in front of his chest, colliding with Jialan’s fist, instantly nullifying all the kinetic energy of the punch. Jialan’s hand lightly landed on Lin Qiye’s chest, like a gentle breeze passing by.

Hmm?

Jialan’s fingertips touched something hard, and a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Instinctively, she squeezed her palm tightly, and a shattering sound erupted from the pocket of Lin Qiye’s chest, a rolling purple mist gushing forth!

Lin Qiye: ???

“Oh no!” Lin Qiye’s expression changed, and he took a few steps back, wanting to take off his clothes. However, the concentration of the purple mist, after being condensed by An Qingyu, was dozens of times stronger than before. In an instant, Lin Qiye’s consciousness began to blur.

His figure staggered backward.

Seeing this, Jialan realized she had caused trouble. A look of panic appeared on her delicate face as she quickly ran to Lin Qiye’s side and supported his body.

“Qiye, Qiye… are you okay?” Jialan asked softly, her glass-like eyes filled with worry. She extended her soft palm to touch Lin Qiye’s forehead, using her mental power to sense his condition. “Mental pollution? Why is the concentration so high? How could this happen…”

After a moment of hesitation, Jialan seemed to have made a decision. She pursed her lips, a blush appearing on her cheeks, and quickly began to pull off Lin Qiye’s clothes.

After removing his outer jacket and shirt, Lin Qiye’s upper body was completely exposed to the air. His solid muscles seemed to contain explosive power, hidden beneath a fair and well-proportioned physique, exuding strength without being overly eye-catching, like a meticulously carved work of art.

Jialan’s face turned completely red. Gritting her teeth, she picked up Lin Qiye and quickly dashed out of the range of the purple mist.

Once they were out of the mist, Jialan wanted to put Lin Qiye down, but thinking about how he was currently shirtless and the ground was dirty, she hesitated for a moment and continued to hold him in her arms.

“Hmm…” In a daze, a strange blush gradually crept onto Lin Qiye’s face as he slowly opened his mouth. “Jialan…”

“Ah? Yes, yes, I’m here,” Jialan instantly shifted her gaze away from Lin Qiye’s body, feeling a bit guilty as she replied.

“My head feels a bit dizzy…” Lin Qiye weakly said, “Can you… accompany me back to your room?”

“!!!” Jialan was taken aback, her heart racing as she blushed and stammered, “B-back, back, back… to my room?”

“Mm… any room without people will do… as long as there’s a bed,” Lin Qiye continued, his eyes hazy. “It would be even better if the bed is a bit soft.”

“Th-that’s not good, is it?”

Jialan turned her head away. “You already have someone you love… it’s not appropriate for us to do this!”

“Someone I love? Jialan, what are you talking about…”

“Didn’t you say it yourself? That you have someone you love, but you can’t meet,” Jialan’s lips pressed together, her expression somewhat gloomy.

“Well, that’s really not me… If it were me, I wouldn’t care about whether I could meet her or not. Whoever dares to stop me from finding her, I would kill them…”

Lin Qiye murmured, “Besides, with such a beautiful girl like you by my side, it’s hard for me to look at anyone else…”

“Ah?!”

Upon hearing the last sentence, Jialan’s body trembled, her face turning red to the roots of her ears. “W-what are you saying?”

She pretended to turn her head away, but her lips couldn’t help but curl up, her autumn-like eyes filled with uncontainable joy. The gloom that had shrouded her heart for the past two months was swept away, and her pretty face was flushed, like a ripe apple.

“I’ll take you back to my room first…” She stepped forcefully on the ground, her whole body rushing towards the direction of the warehouse.

After the two figures disappeared, three people stealthily peeked out from a corner.

“Who would have thought that we just wanted to call them for dinner and ended up witnessing such an explosive scene… truly a sin,” Cao Yuan coughed lightly, murmuring a prayer.

Baili Pangpang clicked his tongue and turned to An Qingyu beside him. “Qingyu, what exactly was that purple thing just now?”

“It’s liquid mental pollution that I extracted from 【Beier·Kland】,” An Qingyu said with a strange expression, “But I don’t know why it has this effect…”

“Liquid mental pollution? That name sounds terrible,” Baili Pangpang thought for a moment. “I think this stuff should be called ‘Qiye’s Obedient Water’… If it can turn a straight man into that, it must be the greatest invention of this century.”

“‘Cao Yuan’s Chastity Lock’, ‘Qiye’s Obedient Water’…” An Qingyu shrugged, “Another strange invention added to the list.”