Chapter 87

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Chapter 87: There’s a Calamity Cloud Above Your Head

After sleeping for a while, Wen Yun’s eyelids trembled and slowly opened her eyes.

Her mind was still confused, unable to distinguish where she was. All she could see were some familiar carvings and extravagant curtains hanging above her. She heard loud snoring noises, then she noticed a small dragon curled up at her feet, sleeping soundly and holding onto her skirt tightly.

Memories slowly came back to her. She realized she was in a seaside villa, which she had rented for a year to impress others with her wealth.

Wen Yun felt like she was in a dream. In her memory, she was in a life-and-death battle, so how did she end up back in this villa?

Carefully, she untangled her skirt from the dragon’s claws, covered it with a blanket, then got up to leave.

The partially open door revealed a dazzling white light that made her instinctively shield her eyes. When she got used to the brightness, she saw that the villa was covered in thick white snow, giving everything a beautiful white coat.

The chilly air outside the door cleared her foggy mind a bit and made her more alert.

Laughter and joyous sounds from the villa could be heard.

"We only heard loud noises like clattering over there, and as we were about to rush over to help, we heard a heavy object falling into the water above our heads."

Zhu Erchong got a small red clay stove from the innkeeper, warmed some wine on it, and found it wasn’t hot yet. He continued to recount the story, "We thought the demon cultivators were attacking us in boats again and were ready to fight back. But it turned out to be Martial Brother Ye descending from the sky into the sea cave entrance."

"He was already sinking, and they were all amazed. I reacted quickly and pulled him out!" Bao Pilong didn’t want to be left behind and quickly tried to take credit.

Jiang Si and Qian Lishen sat there speechless, pretending not to recognize the two people.

Immortal Su Yuan took out the hand hidden in his sleeve, smiling as he listened to the younger generation talking. He quietly poured himself a cup of warm wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhu Erchong, seeing the situation, became very angry. He wanted to intervene but hesitated because the other person was an old man and he couldn’t bring himself to act. He muttered quietly, "Why is Martial Sister Wen’s relative so ignorant?"

Just as they were talking about Wen Yun, Jiang Si keenly looked behind the others and exclaimed in surprise, "Martial Sister Wen, are you awake?"

Wen Yun’s gaze swept over everyone and finally landed on Immortal Su Yuan’s face. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

"Qian Lishen mentioned that you were staying in the city before, so we brought you here." Zhu Erchong quickly stood up and offered his chair, explaining with a smile, "It just so happened that this relative of yours came out of the city to find you, isn’t that a coincidence?"

The relative who was called out, Immortal Su Yuan, stroked his beard and nodded, showing no shame for deceiving the younger generation.

"Martial Sister Wen, how are you feeling now? You really scared us earlier!"

"Don’t get the wrong idea, we do care about you. It’s just that you’ve been sleeping for seven days, and this elder said you’re fine. So we took the opportunity to come out and have a drink and chat while it’s snowing."

Zhu Erchong wasn’t lying. When they carried Wen Yun back, they were so scared that they were in tears and snot.

Later, many Medical Cultivators in the city came to see, and they all said Wen Yun was just too tired and fell asleep. Even her spirit pet pig said so. Then they relaxed and started eating and drinking.

Jiang Si quickly poured hot wine for Wen Yun, and Bao Pilong dug out a small sweet potato from the charcoal of the stove and handed it over.

She took them one by one, but kept looking at Immortal Su Yuan. Her eyelashes trembled, and after a long time, she hoarsely asked, "Where is he?"

Her voice was very calm, as if she was just asking about a very ordinary thing, but the carefulness inside could be heard by anyone.

Those who were digging sweet potatoes from the stove and pouring wine into the cups were all silent now.

Their strange attitude made Wen Yun feel a little heavy in her heart. Her throat seemed to be blocked by something. Although she appeared calm on the surface, her hand hidden in her sleeve was trembling.

Just then, a cold and clear voice came from behind her —

"I am here."

She turned around and saw Ye Shubai standing at the gate with a paper umbrella.

The light blue umbrella had a thin layer of snow on it, and he stood there looking handsome, like a majestic snow-cedar.

He closed the umbrella and walked towards Wen Yun. She kept her eyes on him without blinking, then lowered her gaze calmly, making a sound of agreement without any worry.

"The senior said he wanted to eat roast chicken, and I wanted to go out for a walk, so I went to buy it."

He explained softly, raising his hand to show Wen Yun that he was indeed carrying a hot roast chicken.

Immortal Su Yuan took the roast chicken and explained with a smile to Wen Yun, "He woke up two days earlier than you did. Don’t misunderstand, I’m not picking on him. He just refused to rest, staying awake in your room. I was worried he would tire himself out, so I sent him out for a walk."

Ye Shubai felt a bit uncomfortable and pursed his lips.

Wen Yun looked up at him, took a few steps towards Ye Shubai, and without caring about the people around, she grabbed his hand.

Bao Pilong stood to the side, looking deeply moved, and said, "Their master-disciple bond is so touching. If only my master, like Master Ye, had half the kindness, I would be content."

Forget it, the matter of seniority is too complicated now, it’s hard to explain anymore.

Jiang Si nodded vigorously on the side and said, "You’re right, Taoist Friend Ye and Martial Sister Wen truly embody kindness and filial piety as master and disciple."

Qian Lishen said, "…Don’t change the language casually."

Only Zhu Erchong showed a strange smile on the side, thinking to himself that if you ordinary folks had read the writings of Martial Sister Mengran, you wouldn’t have remained single for decades without finding any love.

Since teaming up with Martial Sister Mengran, she took care of writing stories while Zhu Erchong delivered the manuscripts to Wanbao Pavilion. Their teamwork was seamless, and they made a lot of spiritual jade. Now, he was looking forward to buying a superb sword by the end of the year!

Wen Yun ignored this group of silly people and calmly observed Ye Shubai.

The person in front of her had all limbs intact and a beautiful, fair face, but her brows were furrowed tighter and tighter.

Holding those cold hands, she suddenly felt heavy-hearted.

People who have reached a high level of cultivation rarely suffer from physical weakness, even in the coldest winter. That’s why Jiang Si was brave enough to jump into the icy sea before.

But now, Ye Shubai’s hands were freezing cold, not as warm as usual.

She stared at him in surprise and asked with difficulty, "Why did your cultivation… disappear?"

Zhu Erchong and his group of Golden Core Stage cultivators have always been lower in cultivation level than Ye Shubai and couldn’t see through his cultivation level. It’s like how a student who struggles with tests can never tell if a question is difficult or easy. At first glance, they only thought Ye Shubai was a highly skilled individual, no different from before.

However, Wen Yun immediately noticed the truth.

The man in front of them remained calm, with a serene expression as peaceful as the white clouds in the sky.

Yet, he no longer possessed any cultivation.

As soon as these words were spoken, the playful chatter in the courtyard came to an abrupt halt.

Zhu Erchong stuttered, "Your cultivation… it’s gone?"

When Ye Shubai was first rescued, he seemed to have no breath at all, which scared two sword cultivators so much that they almost informed the Peak Lord to come and collect the body of the sect leader.

But soon, a faint golden light started shining on him, wrapping him like a cocoon, and his breath gradually returned to normal, which relieved everyone.

What does it mean that Wen Yun said he no longer had cultivation? Did he become a mortal after killing an immortal and being punished by the heavens?

"Don’t worry," Su Yuan dug out the last sweet potato, peeled it, squinted his eyes, nibbling on the hot roasted sweet potato, and calmly said, "He just exhausted his spiritual power too much, with some good rest, he will be fine soon."

Wen Yun doubted his words, but the others believed him as if he spoke the truth.

After the incident, as Wen Yun woke up safe and sound, Jiang Si led a group of knife cultivators to bid farewell to everyone and return to the East Continent, while Qian Lishen also went back to Blizzard Island.

As they bid farewell, both of them had optimistic smiles on their faces, comforting Wen Yun, "Didn’t your senior say that Taoist Friend Ye will soon recover, don’t worry too much for your master, Martial Sister Wen."

Wen Yun smiled and nodded slightly at them, but her expression turned serious after she boarded the cloud boat back to the sect.

Two senior brothers at the tail of the cloud boat were playing with Shen Xinghai’s two disciples, showing off their sword skills in the clouds and making the children envious. The little fire dragon flew in the air, looking coldly at the two sword cultivators, occasionally breathing out dragon flames, almost causing them to fall off the flying swords. The atmosphere on the cloud boat was lively.

On the other end, Immortal Su Yuan and Ye Shubai, who couldn’t use their powers, sat face to face like two old men from the mortal world, seriously playing chess.

As Wen Yun walked over, she overheard Immortal Su Yuan shamelessly preparing to take back a move in chess, "Can I take back five stones? I am your ancestor, you should show me some respect."

Ye Shubai sat upright and softly reminded, "Elder, we are playing Gomoku."

Wen Yun, "…"

Seeing her come in, Immortal Su Yuan was delighted, "Little Yun girl finally came, play with me instead of him, it’s no fun playing with him, he always loses."

Wen Yun sat down as instructed and calmly made over ten moves, winning the game.

The old man was not convinced and demanded a rematch, but this time Wen Yun won in just ten moves.

Someone skilled in tactics like him could not possibly lose in such a simple game.

Immortal Su Yuan’s face stiffened for a moment, muttered, "How is she more unpredictable than Kid Ye," then gathered the chess pieces, looked at Wen Yun, and said, "You want to know about his powers, don’t you?"

"Yes."

"I didn’t expect that you guys hid it from me to plan the attack on Dao Jie. Young people these days are really brave."

People from Dongxuan World are still searching for his whereabouts. He can’t use his powers anymore, feeling guilty for not protecting the younger generation well.

Immortal Su Yuan sighed heavily and said seriously, "Normally, an ordinary cultivator would have died at the hands of Dao Jie, but I didn’t expect Kid Ye to comprehend the law of life and death. So, his life is safe, just his cultivation was scattered by Dao Jie."

Hearing Immortal Su Yuan talking about losing his powers, Ye Shubai remained calm without any panic on his face.

Instead, he looked at the solemn Wen Yun and reassured her gently, "It’s okay, I will start cultivating again from scratch."

Wen Yun knew he was not someone who easily gives up, but she felt sorry for him thinking that all the realms he attained through hard training since childhood might be in vain.

"I haven’t finished yet." Immortal Su Yuan laughed and looked at Ye Shubai, saying, "It’s a blessing in disguise. The two powers inside you that were scattered by Dao Jie have completely merged into one, turning into the power of heaven and earth. Now, when you start anew, you will cultivate directly with the power of heaven and earth, just like the people in the upper realm!"

Dao Jie probably couldn’t even imagine that Ye Shubai was able to cultivate the power of heaven and earth because of his actions!

*

The cloud boat stopped steadily outside the Qingliu Sword Sect gate. This time, Zhu Erchong generously took out spiritual jade from his space bag to pay the toll, which impressed Bao Pilong. He kept asking his senior brother when he would make a fortune, but Zhu Erchong just smiled and said nothing.

Zhu Erchong looked at Wen Yun, pointed to Immortal Su Yuan, and kindly suggested, "Martial Sister Wen, although this relative of yours has no cultivation, he seems quite knowledgeable. Why don’t I help him find a job cleaning the sect’s entrance and let him stay within the sect?"

Immortal Su Yuan turned around with a big smile, gazing at this obedient grandson as if trying to remember his face.

Wen Yun felt that Zhu Erchong’s greatest talent lay not in swordsmanship, but in risking his life.

In the end, Immortal Su Yuan did not become a janitor at the Qingliu Sword Sect, but instead followed Wen Yun and Ye Shubai back to The Tenth Peak.

Along the way, they encountered many direct disciples who respectfully bowed to Ye Shubai and Wen Yun, then enthusiastically invited fellow sect members to spar together.

Immortal Su Yuan watched this group of young sword cultivators with great interest. Although he had lost all memories before ascending, returning to this place still felt familiar. Observing these young people made him feel content.

Dongxuan World is a higher realm with abundant spiritual Qi. In this world, reaching the Golden Core Stage in one’s twenties was common. However, due to being born in a peaceful environment for generations, the cultivators there often test not their sword skills or cultivation methods, but their family background and influence.

People from big families can easily become powerful with the help of medicine, while those without power will remain ordinary unless they join a big family. They may cultivate plants or mine for resources, unable to fully develop their talents.

In comparison, the Qingliu Sword Sect seems more like a true immortal sect.

He sighed and followed Wen Yun all the way to The Tenth Peak.

Even though Su Yuan already knew from Wen Yun that this peak came from the upper realm, he couldn’t help but show joy when he truly arrived and felt the familiar power of the world here.

"This place is excellent. If Kid Ye practices here, he could reach the Ascension Realm in a few hundred years."

After saying this, he felt the power there and couldn’t help but sigh, "It’s a pity the natural power here is starting to dissipate. I wonder if there will be enough left for both of you to practice…"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yun’s expression turned slightly strange, and she coughed lightly, saying, "I know a place…"

Naturally, that place was the Dark Heaven Secret Realm. After Wen Yun set up a teleportation array inside, it became a convenient backyard for the three of them to come and go as they pleased.

Su Yuan, who was brought in by Wen Yun, was overjoyed and immediately instructed Ye Shubai to absorb the natural power of this place.

Wen Yun was listening attentively, learning the techniques from the upper realm, which were much better than her own. She absorbed the golden energy from the secret realm into her dantian.

She didn’t know what level she had reached, but she felt the energy in her dantian growing. Even the time and space rules that she found difficult before now felt easier.

Ye Shubai was practicing with Senior Su Yuan, so Wen Yun didn’t want to disturb them. She quietly shifted her gaze to a nearby place.

Over there, a chubby Little Hong pig was digging the ground, revealing a pink gem buried in the soil.

The baby dragon’s eyes sparkled as it joyfully rubbed its front paws in the mud and happily swallowed the gem before Wen Yun quietly took it.

Wen Yun stealthily grabbed the gem, which was meant for the baby dragon.

The baby dragon, with mud around its mouth, searched frantically for the missing gem but realized its owner had taken it.

Wen Yun wiped the dirt off the gem and tossed it gently back.

A spatial fluctuation occurred, and the shining gem returned to the baby dragon. After reclaiming it, the baby dragon swallowed the gem to keep it safe.

The two precise manipulations made Wen Yun certain of one thing.

Now, she could proficiently wield the simple Power of Rules.

*

Ye Shubai’s cultivation grew wildly like wild grass.

When he entered the Dark Heaven Secret Realm, he was just an ordinary person with no cultivation. Half a month later when he came out of the Dark Heaven Secret Realm, he had already reached the Golden Core Stage.

It was mainly because he had previous experience in these realms and had a senior guiding him by his side, so he didn’t take the wrong path. But still, his progress was too wickedly fast.

Su Yuan also smiled satisfactorily and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Our previous ascensions were all fake. Without cultivating the power of heaven and earth, it is impossible to shatter the void and one can only leave with the help of people from the Upper Realms. Even I was brought to the Dongxuan World where I re-cultivated using the power of heaven and earth, only then did I enter the Ascension Realm. If Kid Ye cultivates well, he might become the second person to truly ascend."

Wen Yun, upon hearing this, genuinely felt happy for Ye Shubai, saying, "Although he’s behind the seniors, being second is not bad either."

Immortal Su Yuan was amused and slightly angry, scoffing, "Do you think I was referring to myself as the first? No, I meant you!"

He gave her a stare, "Have you noticed any changes since you woke up this time?"

After thinking for a moment, Wen Yun looked around, then shook her head sincerely, "No."

Immortal Su Yuan pointed at Wen Yun’s head and angrily said, "Hey! You silly girl, your cultivation was already at the half-step ascension level, and after the battle with Dao Jie, you had a breakthrough. Now you are close to reaching perfection. This calamity cloud has followed you out of the secret realm, and you still haven’t noticed it?!"

Wen Yun looked up for a while and finally managed to spot a faintly glowing cloud.

"The winter weather is gloomy, with dark clouds overhead. How could I have known that there was a calamity cloud hidden inside?" Wen Yun pursed her lips and gave a genuine reason.

The old sword cultivator looked up at the sky and realized, indeed, it was true.

Wen Yun was truly innocent in this matter.

Both the Magic World and the cultivation world are in the lower realm, and no one had taught Wen Yun about the knowledge of ascension. She had to figure it all out on her own and had no idea that ascension involved facing lightning strikes.

Xu Wanfeng was the first to notice the cloud.

At this moment, he is standing at the top of the sixth peak, gently waving a folding fan in his hand, and looking affectionately at the woman beside him with his peach blossom eyes, saying softly, "Yuner, watching the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening, you are the sky and the clouds. For the rest of my life, I will only look at you."

Elder Ziyun looked at him with a half-smile and asked, "How many women have you said these words to?"

Xu Wanfeng said solemnly, "I swear, every word of these words comes from the bottom of my heart, and I only say them to you."

Gracefully closing the folding fan, he pointed towards the distant horizon.

"If I break this oath, let lightning strike me!"

In the next moment—

"Boom!"

A golden purple lightning bolt flashed across the cloud he pointed to, striking down towards the Qingliu Sword Sect!