98: Chapter 98 Mystery

After arranging the tasks for the other three over the past few days, the sky was gradually growing dark.

Without too much hesitation, you went straight to the Heaven-Class Grade-Three Room.

Before you could knock, the door slowly opened. Consort Yue smiled slightly upon seeing you and stepped aside to let you into the room.

As soon as you walked into the room, a familiar cold fragrance hit you.

It was identical to the fragrance on Master Wangyue, yet it clearly did not belong to the person in front of you.

Your gaze condensed slightly. Had something been seen through?

You did not take the initiative to speak, nor did you try to act; the lesson from Feng Qiange last time was still vivid in your mind.

When dealing with cultivators whose backgrounds are unknown, it is better not to make the first move.

Although the person in front of you was only at the peak of Foundation Establishment on the surface, who could assert that she was not an old monster wrapped in a young skin? Saying more leads to more mistakes; it is better to wait and see how things develop.

"Young lady, I have yet to ask your name."

Consort Yue poured a cup of tea and slowly pushed it before you with a calm and elegant posture.

"Junior Shen Lianhuan."

Your surface strength right now was the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, so you naturally ought to address her as a senior.

"There is no need to be so restrained. If you do not mind, you may call me Sister."

"Sister Yue."

You didn't hesitate at all, though inwardly you silently complained: with cultivators from Tingxue Cliff, who knows if they are sisters or brothers!

"What a good girl."

Consort Yue's bright eyes narrowed slightly, and only then did you raise your head to meet her gaze.

Beautiful!

This was your only feeling.

The peach blossom eyes of the person in front of you rippled with light, her nose was delicate and straight, her lips were naturally pink and tender, and her fair skin exuded a delicate luster like cold jade.

Her face was eighty percent similar to Master Wangyue, but it appeared more feminine, gentle, and clear, shedding that ambiguous male-or-female sense.

Compared to the most beautiful woman you had ever seen, Feng Qianyue, she lacked that noble dominance, but possessed a few more parts of meticulously sculpted glamour.

"What is the matter?"

Seeing you stunned, a trace of a smile flashed across Consort Yue's eyes, and she asked feigning incomprehension.

"Sister Yue, you are too beautiful."

You were someone who loved telling the truth, so you smoothly sat down beside her and grabbed her boneless little hand.

Not taking advantage when it's there makes you a bastard!

"Ah~"

Consort Yue let out a cry of surprise, seemingly not expecting you to suddenly make such a rude move. Yet looking at your sincere gaze, she felt embarrassed to refuse.

"Sister, are you shy?"

Your breath grew closer and closer, and before you knew it, you were about to squeeze into her arms.

After a moment of silence, Consort Yue asked lingeringly:

"Junior Sister Lianhuan, which sect's disciple are you?"

You pressed your lips together and smiled, putting on a reserved act:

"Hate~ Of course it's the Hehuan Sect~"

Consort Yue: "..."

That was not strange then.

"Does Junior Sister Lianhuan know why we entered the Shuangming Mountain Range this time?"

Seeing her change the subject, you remained completely unmoved, still half-leaning against her shoulder and playing with her hair.

Facing such a face, you didn't need to act at all; you just needed to restrain your performance a bit.

"Sister Consort Yue can just say whatever she wants~"

The news she was willing to tell definitely wasn't high in value, and you wouldn't be able to find out high-value news anyway.

"This trip is for news of an ancient relic."

A trace of surprise flashed in your eyes. Could such news be spoken of so openly?

Seeming to perceive your doubt, Consort Yue smiled slightly and continued:

"No need to wonder; this news is not much of a secret. The upper echelons of many sects know it."

"Then why—"

"Why have large-scale cultivators not come?"

You nodded slowly.

Ancient relics, also known as ancient secret treasures.

Such secret treasures were even more valuable than the natal magical treasures of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators; how could they not cause a sensation?

"This secret realm has a great origin with my Tingxue Cliff."

Consort Yue picked up her teacup and took a light sip.

"Our Tingxue Cliff's superior sect, the Tingxue Divine Pavilion, already has a supreme venerable one coming to hold down the fort, so all forces naturally have to give some face."

Your heart skipped a beat, and by this moment you were already somewhat regretting it—this pool of water seemed a bit deep!

What supreme venerable one, what realm on earth was that? You had never even heard of it.

However, this was perhaps the reason why the Hehuan Sect made no moves at all. Coupled with the confident posture of the person in front of you, the unease in your heart gradually magnified, but you still didn't have the thought of running away.

It was true that you liked to cultivate peacefully, but since the tide had already reached your front, you wouldn't retreat either. After all, the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish!

After chatting idly for a while longer, you clung to Consort Yue and said with a smile:

"Sister Yue, does your concubine need to sleep with you?"

"Ahem ahem ahem~"

Consort Yue coughed violently a few times, hurriedly stood up, and waved her hand saying:

"No need. This seat needs to meditate and cultivate tonight. Junior Sister Lianhuan, go rest on your own."

"Hey~ Alright then."

As you spoke, you left reluctantly, looking back three times with every step.

Consort Yue looked at your retreating back, her expression gradually calming down as she thoughtfully stroked her smooth chin.

You walked all the way toward the guest room without any abnormality in your expression. It wasn't until you closed the door and activated the restrictions that your face turned completely gloomy.

That damned bastard is definitely a man!

Although you didn't directly touch him, with your experience, you wouldn't judge wrongly.

First Master Wangyue, and now another Consort Yue—could all cultivators of Tingxue Cliff be of this type?

Yet the two of them looked so similar.

Twin brothers? Or...

You temporarily suppressed your guess, determined that you must go find out the answer.

...

Early the next morning, the door was softly knocked.

You pushed open the door to take a look, and a female cultivator dressed in the sect robes of Tingxue Cliff was quietly standing outside the door.

"Miss Lianhuan, the departure time has arrived."

You nodded slightly. The other three had already been dispatched elsewhere long ago, and you had nothing to pack, so you directly followed her downstairs.

A luxurious beast-drawn carriage was quietly waiting outside the restaurant.

Seeing you come out, a somewhat familiar little head poked out.

"Pretty sister, we meet again. Hurry up and get on."

It was precisely that cross-dressing young girl from yesterday.

You raised an eyebrow with keen interest. After stepping onto the beast carriage in one stride, you discovered that Consort Yue was also inside, looking at you with poised composure.

Tsk~ A Hehuan enchantress, a righteous path fairy, and a pure young girl of unknown identity.

This combination is rather novel...