Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Wang Yu Wei’s Visit

This was one of Wang Yu Wei’s rare outings. She still wore that moon-white dress, with a short skirt embroidered with golden cloud patterns beneath it. Under that short skirt, her long and straight jade-like legs were visible, their pale, delicate skin glowing luminously under the sunlight.

She walked like this along the street, her angelic face and devilish figure causing passersby to gaze repeatedly, their minds unsettled.

They seemed to witness a fairy stepping out of a painting, staring in shock, lingering rapturously.

At once, the entire street became hugely crowded. Men and women, young and old, all stopped in place, gaping at her dumfoundedly, letting her stride past gracefully.

This strange occurrence sparked growing curiosity among many others.

It just so happened that Wang Lang was returning from Yao Yuan Pavilion. He saw the suddenly congested path along the way and grew deeply concerned.

Only after inquiring did he learn a fairy had arrived.

In the world of cultivation, women called fairies were either formidable with profound cultivation levels and terrifying strength, like the Cold Ice Fairy.

Or they were stunning breathtaking beauties with intelligent and poised auras.

Clearly, this was likely the latter case.

Everyone held a heart that admired beauty.

Wang Lang was no exception, so he immediately shoved through the crowd, wishing to witness that fairy’s stunning face.

But unexpectedly, not seeing her wouldn’t have mattered, yet one glance startled him immensely.

He stared at that familiar yet somewhat off-putting face, eyes wide with astonishment washing over his expression.

Disregarding others’ shoves, he charged straight forward.

Before this, lustful individuals had intended to approach, but they were directly intimidated by a wisp of Foundation Establishment qi Wang Yu Wei emitted, so everyone feared disturbing her, merely observing silently from afar, not daring to come close.

Now, a rash fool suddenly moved forward, instantly drawing onlookers’ attention.

"Another fool rushing to their death," someone mocked scornfully.

But surprisingly, after recognizing Wang Lang, Wang Yu Wei didn’t shoo him away.

"Wa… Wang Yu Wei Senior, why have you come?" Wang Lang stood respectfully before her, posture utterly humble.

Although Wang Lang had left the clan, he had continuously cared about it.

Now that he encountered Wang Yu Wei, also of the Wang family, he naturally approached to greet her.

"Hmm," Wang Yu Wei glanced at him, expression detached.

In the past, the other was the clan’s direct line, an existence she hadn’t been able to reach.

But with time’s changes, the roles reversed, and now he became the one bowing submissively.

"Do you know where Zhou Luo is?" she asked.

She had long secluded herself in her sect and infrequently kept up with secular world affairs. She had only heard Zhou Luo was in Qingyuan City yet didn’t know the exact location.

Thus, she strolled directly on the street, attempting to locate him.

Wang Lang froze briefly, then cried out joyfully: "So you’ve come seeking Master Manager, I’ll lead you there."

Years ago, he’d heard Master Manager and she shared a past bond and that he was her life-saver; she seemed to be expressing gratitude now.

"Good," Wang Yu Wei nodded.

Then the two walked toward the core area of the Immortal City.

This scene left passersby astonished.

They naturally recognized Wang Lang and heard that this celestial-like woman was looking for Zhou Luo.

"Could she be another wife of Pill Master Zhou?" someone asked in disbelief.

Zhou Luo’s fondness for marrying wives and taking concubines had long spread throughout the Qinyuan Domain.

Seeing such a stunning beauty seek him out now, everyone couldn’t help but think this.

"Surely not," someone said skeptically.

Regardless of others’ opinions, Wang Yu Wei, led by Wang Lang, now stood at the gate of Zhou Fu.

Wang Lang smoothly pushed the door open and guided her all the way to the inner courtyard.

"Senior Yu Wei, this way."

As they arrived, Zhou Luo sensed their presence. Clad in a green robe, he emerged from his study just as Wang Yu Wei approached.

"Friend Yu Wei, what brings you here?"

Seeing her, Zhou Luo smiled warmly and quickened his pace.

Wang Yu Wei smiled lightly: "Just call me Yu Wei. I came to see my lifesaver."

Despite her usual aloof demeanor at the sect, she could even jest in Zhou Luo’s presence.

Zhou Luo welcomed her cheerfully and led her into the main hall.

Wang Lang sensibly withdrew.

Seated in the large chair on the left, Wang Yu Wei observed Zhou Luo’s strikingly handsome face and felt a ripple in her heart.

So many years had passed, yet his appearance remained largely unchanged. If anything, he had grown more refined and ethereal, looking scarcely different from an Immortal Sect disciple.

Considering how he had reached this point as a loose cultivator, a faint palpitation stirred within her.

Though rumors claimed his achievements relied solely on a immortal’s blessing and immense luck.

Wang Yu Wei understood: were it not for the constraints of his spiritual roots, reaching this level would merely have been a matter of time given his ability.

"Zhou Luo, haven’t you ever considered joining a sect?" Wang Yu Wei couldn’t help asking.

Considering him a friend, she discarded cultivation world formalities.

To her mind, despite his low spiritual root grade, his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation meant sects would likely offer favorable treatment.

Yet over the years, he seemed utterly uninterested in them.

Zhou Luo chuckled carefreely: "With my ability? Immortal Sects probably wouldn’t want me anyway. This is better — freedom to do as I wish."

Sects felt too restrictive. Though they offered security, it wasn’t the path he sought.

Wang Yu Wei didn’t press further, merely offering a faint smile: "Many Immortal Sects would clamor for someone who reached your level. What truly perplexes me is your practice method — you progressed only slightly slower than me."

She distinctly recalled Zhou Luo merely having Ninth Grade spiritual roots. Even with immortal aid, one’s roots cannot be altered.

As spiritual roots dictate training speed, how had he achieved late-stage Foundation Establishment so rapidly?

After all, she herself had required extensive sect resources, consumed countless rare treasures, and mastered numerous heart decisions and techniques to reach this stage.

Without joining any sect, relying solely on himself — his speed was genuinely startling.

Meeting him again now, she voiced the question in her heart.

Regarding this, Zhou Luo chose honesty, calmly stating: "Back in the Longfeng Mountain range, I happened upon a dual cultivation technique."

His training speed was indeed abnormally swift. To uninformed outsiders, tales of immortal fortune could mask the truth.

But facing the familiar Wang Yu Wei, such excuses wouldn’t suffice.

Thus he deftly mentioned the dual cultivation technique.

Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Wang Yu Wei’s beautiful eyes.

"A dual cultivation technique?"