243: Chapter 243 As long as Ling Xiao likes it!

Xiao Caiyue nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, husband. I like this gift very much."

Ye Changge felt a slight warmth in his heart as he looked into her bright and determined eyes.

This gentle and dignified woman appeared fragile, but she possessed a resilience and sense of responsibility that rivaled any man's.

"No rush," he said softly. "Recover your health first. We can discuss the Formation later."

Xiao Caiyue gave a soft "mm" and carefully put away the jade slip as if it were a rare and precious treasure.

Ye Changge couldn't help but laugh at her cautious behavior.

Then, he restrained his smile and said seriously, "Caiyue, I came today because there is something else I need to tell you."

Seeing his solemn expression, Xiao Caiyue straightened her posture and listened intently.

"I will set out tomorrow for Lingxiao Market to bring Shiyin back," Ye Changge said. "Once she returns, I will be confident in treating your Dragon Yang Body."

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Caiyue's eyes.

She knew that the "Shiyin" Ye Changge spoke of was his legal wife, Lu Shiyin.

The eldest daughter of the Lu Family of Qingmao Mountain, with a Fifth-Grade Spirit Root and a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, she was somewhat famous in this region.

In the few days she had been at the Ye family, although she spent most of her time in her own courtyard, she had seen Ye Changge's other wives and concubines.

It was just... their cultivation levels were a bit too low.

Most were at the Qi Refining Stage, and their Spiritual Root grades were not high. In the Cultivation World, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them "eye candy."

The only one Xiao Caiyue felt might be outstanding was the Lu Shiyin she had yet to meet.

With a Fifth-Grade Spirit Root, Foundation Establishment cultivation, and being the daughter of the Lu Family of Qingmao Mountain, she deserved to be called "excellent" regardless of talent, background, or strength.

But... even if Lu Shiyin was excellent, she was only an Early-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, equivalent to her own cultivation.

Why did Ye Changge say that once Lu Shiyin returned, he would be confident in treating her Dragon Yang Body?

Could it be... that Lu Shiyin had some special Physique or Cultivation Technique that could assist in the treatment?

Xiao Caiyue was puzzled but did not ask further.

From their time together, she understood that Ye Changge was not someone who made empty promises. If he said so, he must be certain.

She nodded slightly, curtsied elegantly, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips. "Very well, thank you, husband. Please be careful on your journey; I will wait here for the good news."

Looking into her eyes, which were as gentle as water, Ye Changge's heart couldn't help but stir.

He reached out, gently took her hand, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it."

Xiao Caiyue let him hold her hand, her cheeks flushing slightly, but she didn't pull away.

They looked at each other and smiled, everything understood without words.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

Ye Changge went to the back mountain and gave a clear whistle. Xiao Jin dove down from the sky and landed steadily in front of him.

Under the moonlight, the Wuji Heavenly Eagle's golden feathers shimmered with a faint metallic luster. Its eyes were as sharp as lightning, and its gaze carried the majesty of a king of beasts.

Its Aura was a bit thicker than it had been half a month ago. Clearly, those few essences refined from the flesh and blood of demonic Cultivators had been of great benefit to it.

"Let's go, to Lingxiao Market." Ye Changge leaped onto the eagle's back.

Xiao Jin gave a clear cry, flapped its wings, kicked up a gale, and turned into a golden stream of light, soaring straight into the sky.

Ye Changge sat cross-legged on the eagle's back, the Yin Yang Creation Art slowly operating within him as pure spiritual energy surged through his Meridians. The night wind was biting, but it was blocked by the spiritual light barrier naturally emitted by Xiao Jin, unable to disturb him at all.

He did not intentionally hide his cultivation on this trip, allowing his Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pressure to radiate without reservation.

Firstly, it was for the sake of the journey; releasing Spiritual Pressure could deter low-level Yao Beasts and ill-intentioned Cultivators along the way, avoiding unnecessary trouble.

After all, a Foundation Establishment Second Layer Cultivator at the age of twenty-four or twenty-five was already as rare as a phoenix feather or unicorn horn in this region.

Xiao Jin was extremely fast, and in just half a day, it had flown thousands of miles.

A few days later, as the horizon turned pale, the silhouette of a magnificent market gradually came into view.

Lingxiao Market.

Though called a "Market," its scale far exceeded that of a typical small immortal city. This was the largest trading venue opened to the outside by the Lingxiao Sect, covering a vast area with rows of buildings and shops, where a large number of Cultivators traded year-round.

Surrounding the market was a light green light shield. That was the protective Grand Array set up by the Lingxiao Sect; although its grade was not as high as the Five-Colored Array of Qingxuan Immortal City, it was sufficient to withstand attacks from a Core Formation Cultivator.

Ye Changge controlled Xiao Jin to land a few miles outside the market.

It wasn't that he couldn't fly directly in, but he didn't want to be too ostentatious.

While he didn't mind showing his strength, there was no need to be overly flashy on the Lingxiao Sect's territory.

Xiao Jin obediently shrank its size, turning into a golden bird the size of a fist, and landed on Ye Changge's shoulder, chirping a few times.

Ye Changge laughed and casually took a Spirit Pill from his Storage Pouch to toss to it. Xiao Jin swallowed it in one gulp, rubbed its head against his cheek contentedly, and then went silent.

At the entrance of Lingxiao Market stood a tall stone archway with the four large characters "Lingxiao Market" written on it. The brushwork was sharp and the Aura was magnificent; it was said to have been written by a certain Nascent Soul Old Ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect.

Under the archway, several Cultivators dressed in Lingxiao Sect Disciple uniforms were on guard, their cultivation levels mostly ranging from the Late Stage of Qi Refining to the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

As Ye Changge approached, those Disciples felt his unhidden Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pressure. Their expressions turned solemn, and they quickly cleared the way, saying respectfully, "Senior, please enter!"

Ye Changge nodded slightly and strode into the market.

The market was indeed bustling. Shops lined both sides of the streets, and the sounds of shouting and haggling were constant.

Ye Changge was in no hurry to find Lu Shiyin. Instead, he first found a teahouse and took a private room.

He took out the Yin Yang Transmission Talisman and injected a trace of spiritual energy.

After a brief deliberation, he activated two transmission talismans simultaneously.

One was for Lu Shiyin.

The other... was for Xia Qingyue.

Although both women were in Lingxiao Market, if he only sent a message to Lu Shiyin and ignored Xia Qingyue, given that ice beauty's personality, she wouldn't say anything on the surface, but she would certainly be somewhat displeased in her heart.

Furthermore, his relationship with Xia Qingyue was already delicate. If a rift were to form because of this, it would be undesirable.

Not long after the messages were sent, the transmission talismans vibrated slightly.

First was Lu Shiyin's reply, with only a few simple words that carried uncontrollable excitement: "Husband, I'm coming right now!"

Immediately after, Xia Qingyue's message arrived. Her tone was as cold as ever, but there was a hint of concern hidden between the lines: "You've arrived."

Ye Changge put away the transmission talismans, got up, went downstairs, and walked toward the market entrance.

At the market entrance, a moon-white figure flew out like a startled swan.

It was a woman in her early twenties, wearing a moon-white long dress with a light green cloak over it. Her jet-black hair was tied high, revealing a long, fair neck.