39: Chapter 39 Yellow-Rank Intermediate Wind and Thunder Blade Technique

Her breathing was even and warm, puffing against his chest, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl.

He looked down at the lovely face sleeping in his arms; her cheeks still held a faint blush, and a slight smile hung at the corners of her mouth.

She was clearly still immersed in a sweet dreamland.

Ye Yun's heart warmed. He reached out and gently stroked her delicate cheek, his fingertip brushing past her soft lips, feeling the smoothness and warmth of her skin.

Perhaps disturbed by his touch, Su Wanqing murmured softly and slowly opened her eyes.

Those clear eyes held the dazed look of someone just waking up. Seeing Ye Yun's face so close at hand, her cheeks instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple.

She hurriedly closed her eyes and buried her head in his chest, her voice barely audible.

"Ye Yun..."

"Awake?"

Ye Yun's voice carried the raspiness and magnetic quality of someone who had just woken up. He looked down and kissed the top of her head, tightening his arms to hold her even closer.

"Sleep a bit longer?"

Su Wanqing shook her head, her cheeks so hot they could cook an egg. She tightly clutched his collar, feeling his solid chest and powerful heartbeat; her heart was filled with both shyness and sweetness.

She could clearly feel the warmth of their skin touching, and last night's tenderness surged into her heart like a tide.

A faint blush spread across her entire body.

Looking at her bashful appearance, Ye Yun's love and possessiveness surged once again.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, his movements tender and lingering.

Su Wanqing's whole body trembled as she clumsily responded to him, her hands unconsciously wrapping around his neck while her body pressed tightly against his.

The first light of dawn was faint, and the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere as the two lingered on the bed for a long time.

They only reluctantly separated when a Maid's call came from outside the window.

"Young Miss Wanqing, it is time for breakfast."

The Maid's voice came clearly, accompanied by a gentle knock on the door.

Su Wanqing's face instantly turned bright red, and her eyes were full of panic, like a startled fawn.

Although her relationship with Ye Yun was no longer a secret within the Su Family,

being seen lying in the same bed so early in the morning was still incredibly embarrassing for her thin-skinned self.

"Quick... get up, someone is coming!" Su Wanqing hurriedly pushed Ye Yun, her voice carrying a hint of fluster.

"Quickly leave through the window, don't let anyone see you!"

Looking at her panicked state, Ye Yun couldn't help but chuckle and reached out to pinch her cheek.

"What are you afraid of? We are open and above board, not doing anything sneaky."

"No, no!" Su Wanqing shook her head urgently, her eyes turning slightly red.

"It would be so embarrassing to be seen... Ye Yun, please just go, I'm begging you!"

Seeing her pitiful look, Ye Yun's heart softened. He stopped teasing her and nodded.

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

He quickly got up from the bed and put on the clean clothes Su Wanqing had prepared for him last night, his movements swift.

Su Wanqing also hurriedly tidied her own clothing and helped him adjust his collar, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Ye Yun, where will you go next?"

"I'll find an inn to stay at," Ye Yun said, stroking her head with a gentle tone.

"There is less than a month until The Great Competition, and it's convenient to Cultivate in an inn. Once I'm settled, I'll come to see you."

Su Wanqing nodded and urged him,

"Then you must take good care of yourself. Remember to eat on time and don't overwork yourself."

"I know."

Ye Yun lowered his head to kiss her forehead, then turned and flipped out of the window, vanishing into the dawn like a phantom.

Su Wanqing walked to the window and watched his departing figure; her cheeks were still flushed, but her heart was filled with sweetness and concern.

...

After leaving the Su Family, Ye Yun did not go far. He found a quiet and secluded inn in the City West and settled in.

The inn room was spacious and tidy with good ventilation; it was indeed a good place to Cultivate.

After settling in, Ye Yun closed the door and took out Zhao Lie's Storage Pouch from his robes.

This Storage Pouch was black and made of an unknown material. Its surface was embroidered with complex patterns, and while it looked ordinary, it could hold quite a lot of things.

Although he had never used a Storage Pouch before, Ye Yun had heard of them and knew such treasures required a drop of blood to recognize their master.

He bit his fingertip and squeezed out a drop of fresh blood, letting it fall onto the Storage Pouch.

The blood was instantly absorbed by the Storage Pouch. Ye Yun felt a marvelous connection establish between his mind and the Storage Pouch, as if it had become a part of his own body.

With a thought, items from the Storage Pouch were continuously brought out and placed on the room's table.

First was a pile of crystal-clear stones emitting faint ripples of Mystic Power; these were xuan stoness.

Ye Yun did a rough count and found there were over a hundred low-grade mysterious stones, which brought a joyful smile to his face.

xuan stoness were an essential resource for cultivators, capable of quickly replenishing Mystic Power and accelerating cultivation progress.

Although he could use Dual Cultivation to quickly raise his Realm, in the absence of a Dual Cultivation partner, he could only rely on conventional methods to Cultivate.

These hundred-plus low-grade mysterious stones were undoubtedly timely help, enough to support him until the Shiyun City The Great Competition.

Next, Ye Yun took out a yellowed ancient book from the Storage Pouch. Three bold and powerful characters were written on the cover.

"Wind-Thunder Saber Technique."

He opened the ancient book and began to read carefully.

This "Wind-Thunder Saber Technique" was a Yellow Grade Middle Tier Martial Skill. Its saber moves were fierce and overbearing, containing the momentum of wind and thunder. The strikes were as fast as lightning and possessed startling power.

What was even rarer was the record in the ancient book stating that if one could Cultivate this saber technique to the Perfection Realm,

its power would be comparable to a Yellow Grade High Tier Martial Skill. This gave Ye Yun a pleasant surprise.

He currently knew very few Martial Skills, only the Yellow Grade High Grade Flowing Cloud Palm and the Yellow Grade Middle Tier Qingfeng Step.

Flowing Cloud Palm was good for close-quarters power attacks, and Qingfeng Step was good for evasion and escape, but he lacked a powerful weapon-based Martial Skill.

The appearance of the "Wind-Thunder Saber Technique" perfectly filled his shortcoming.

However, Ye Yun soon frowned and let out a deep sigh.

His martial talent was truly not outstanding, and his Comprehension Ability was even more average.

Previously, it had taken him quite a lot of time to Cultivate Flowing Cloud Palm and Qingfeng Step just to barely reach the Minor Achievement Realm.

Although this "Wind-Thunder Saber Technique" was only Yellow Grade Middle Tier,

its moves were exquisite with numerous variations. To successfully Cultivate it would likely take even longer.

"Sigh, I can only put it aside for now."

Ye Yun shook his head and put the "Wind-Thunder Saber Technique" away.

"The top priority is to raise my cultivation and strive for a Breakthrough to the Great Martial Master Realm before The Great Competition. As for the Martial Skill, I can only find time to practice it slowly."

He put the xuan stoness away and sat cross-legged on the bed, beginning to circulate his Mystic Art to Cultivate.

Faint Mystic Power radiated from the xuan stoness and was inhaled into his body, transforming into his own Mystic Power.

The Mystic Power within his Dantian surged like a tide, slowly charging towards the Great Martial Master Realm.

Meanwhile, at the Shiyun City City Lord's Mansion.

City Lord Zhao Mountains and Rivers was Cultivating in his study, his body surrounded by surging Mystic Power that formed a powerful aura.

He was a powerhouse at Great Martial Master Level 5, with unfathomable strength and a respected status in Shiyun City.

"City Lord."

The study door was gently pushed open, and Butler Zhao Fu walked in with a bow, a trace of solemnity on his face.

Zhao Mountains and Rivers slowly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing within them as he spoke calmly, "What is it?"

"Reporting to the City Lord, news regarding the Second Young Master has been found."

Zhao Fu's voice carried a hint of hesitation.

"I'm afraid... the Second Young Master has already met with misfortune."