76: Chapter 76 A sect may be good, but who can resist such an intense cultivation atmosphere!
Three days, both leisurely and fulfilling, passed in the blink of an eye.
Since Xiao Yuhan became his Disciple, life on Cangwu Mountain remained calm, or perhaps one should say, magnificent.
Although Wang Yang had taken in a new Disciple, he wasn't in a hurry to make a move on this long-legged mature beauty at the Nascent Soul Stage.
He knew well that "haste makes waste," especially with a mature beauty like Xiao Yuhan, who was cold on the outside but passionate within and possessed immense self-esteem. He had to take it slow, waiting until she couldn't help but offer herself up—that would be truly exquisite.
Thus, Wang Yang continued his enviable life as the Sect Master.
In the early morning, he would wake up in Liu Ruyan's pavilion, enjoying his young Disciple's gentle morning wake-up service and experiencing the vitality of wood-attribute Spiritual Qi.
In the afternoon, he would sip tea and listen to the zither at Su Qingge's Tingtao Pavilion. Of course, as he listened, the music would often become rapid and high-pitched, eventually turning into a pool of spring water.
In the evening, he would guide Lin Xiaowan in her sword practice, moving from the "Purple Thunder Sword Technique" to the "Dual Cultivation Sword Technique." Lightning and sparks intertwined under the setting sun, every collision accompanied by the young girl's crisp exclamations.
Late at night, it was Ye Qingcheng's home turf.
The ultimate experience of "Ice and Fire" caused the temperature of the entire main hall to fluctuate between freezing and scorching.
Sometimes, when the mood struck him, Wang Yang would even pull Su Qingge and Ye Qingcheng together to discuss the coordination of "Ice and Wind Dual Mastery," or have Lin Xiaowan and Liu Ruyan jointly comprehend the mysteries of "Thunder and Wood Mutual Generation."
In the entire Hehuan Sect, the air seemed to be permeated with a sweet, pink atmosphere.
...
However, for Xiao Yuhan, all of this was simply a form of torture titled "The Shattering of the Dao Heart."
The fourth day, early morning.
Xianshi Pavilion.
The atmosphere at the dining table was as strange as ever.
Wang Yang sat at the head of the table, high-spirited and glowing, looking like a piece of fine jade that had been polished to a perfect patina, radiating a sense of clarity from head to toe.
The four wives (Senior Sisters) were also each more radiant than the last, like peonies nourished by rain and dew, possessing an indescribable beauty.
Only Xiao Yuhan was different.
She sat at the end of the table, head bowed, silently sipping the spiritual porridge in her bowl, her hands holding the chopsticks trembling slightly.
"Sister Xiao, why aren't you eating any spiritual meat?"
Lin Xiaowan kindly placed a piece of venison overflowing with Spiritual Qi into Xiao Yuhan's bowl and asked with an innocent face:
"This is very nourishing! Revered Master was so rough last night that I'm practically falling apart. You should eat more to replenish yourself... Uh, even though Revered Master hasn't 'tossed and turned' with you yet, you look even more exhausted than we do?"
"Pfft—!"
Xiao Yuhan almost spat out her porridge.
She looked up resentfully, her dark circles even deeper than two days ago, and shot Wang Yang a fierce glare.
Exhausted? How could I not be exhausted?
In these three days, I haven't had a single full night's sleep!
You people practice during the day, practice at night, and even go to the spiritual spring in the back to practice for a while before meals!
Those sounds—sometimes high-pitched like a skylark, sometimes low like a sob, and sometimes as violent as thunder...
As a Nascent Soul female Cultivator who has been single for three hundred years, listening to this 'live broadcast' every day is enough to shatter my Dao Heart!
Especially in the dead of night, when heart-pounding noises drifted from next door, Xiao Yuhan couldn't help but think of what Su Qingge had said, that god-level beauty preservation pill, and that tempting 'secret lover' plan.
That feeling, as if ants were crawling all over her heart, was driving her crazy.
"No! It can't go on like this!"
"If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I really won't be able to hold back... that would be too humiliating!"
Xiao Yuhan took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision.
...
Afternoon, Main Hall Square.
Wang Yang was reclining in a grand armchair, sunbathing. Ye Qingcheng was peeling grapes to feed him, and Su Qingge was massaging his legs. Life was bliss.
"Revered Master..."
A somewhat uneasy voice called out.
Wang Yang opened his eyes and saw Xiao Yuhan standing not far away.
Today, she had changed back into a sharp green Daoist robe, her long hair tied up high, regaining some of her former heroic bearing as an envoy of the Righteous Path Alliance.
Only those long legs were pressed tightly together under her robe, appearing somewhat... weak at the knees?
"Oh? Yuhan."
Wang Yang swallowed the grape in his mouth and asked with a smile:
"How is your recovery going? Do you find living in the Sect uncomfortable?"
"No... that's not it."
Xiao Yuhan's face flushed. She waved her hands hurriedly, her eyes darting away, not daring to meet Wang Yang's naked gaze.
"Thank you for your concern, Revered Master. My injuries have fully healed."
"It's just... as a newcomer to the Sect, I haven't earned any merit yet."
"Furthermore, I've heard that although the beast tide at Sunset City was repelled, it is close to the Hundred Thousand Mountains after all, and the threat of Yao Beasts remains. As a Nascent Soul Cultivator, I should share the Sect's burdens."
She took a deep breath and said with righteous dignity:
"Therefore, I request to be stationed at Sunset City!"
"Firstly, I can patrol the border to prevent a counterattack from the Yao Race."
"Secondly, I wish to take this opportunity to hone the 'Nine Heavens Profound Ice Jade Maiden Sword Art' that Revered Master bestowed upon me."
Having finished, she looked at Wang Yang nervously.
In reality, her inner subtext was: Revered Master! Please let me go! The atmosphere in this Sect is too 'hot'! This three-hundred-year-old 'auntie' really can't take it! Let me go outside to cool down and lie low for a while!
Seeing Xiao Yuhan's adorable 'I want to escape but can't' look, Wang Yang understood everything clearly.
Is she shy? Or just overstimulated?
Well, pushing too hard isn't good either.
And Sunset City does indeed need a powerful expert to guard it. Although I have my Domain, I can't be personally swatting every mosquito, can I?
Besides, the ordinary Cultivators in Sunset City aren't Sect members. Even if the Yao Race targets them, the System won't provide a red enemy alert.
"Since you have this intention, as your husb—cough, as your Revered Master, I naturally grant it."
Wang Yang stood up and walked over to Xiao Yuhan.
Xiao Yuhan subconsciously took half a step back, her heart racing.
Wang Yang didn't do anything excessive; he simply reached out to straighten her slightly disheveled collar. His fingertips 'accidentally' brushed against her slender neck, causing her to shiver.
"Go then."
"Sunset City is the gateway to the Southern Wasteland Region; I leave it in your hands."
"But remember..."
Wang Yang leaned close to her ear, his voice low and magnetic:
"If you miss home, or... if you miss Revered Master..."
"Come back anytime."
"The doors of Tingyu Pavilion will always be open for you, even in the middle of the night."
Xiao Yuhan's face instantly turned bright red, like a cooked crab.
"Yes! Yes! Your Disciple takes her leave!"
With that, as if granted a grand pardon, she immediately summoned her Flying Sword and transformed into a streak of green light, fleeing Cangwu Mountain.
That speed seemed even faster than when she was being hunted by Hei Feng and Hei Sha!
Watching her receding back, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"Husband, look at how scared Sister Xiao is."
"She's not going there to guard; she's clearly going into exile."
Wang Yang pulled Ye Qingcheng close and gave a wicked grin:
"Exile?"
"Once she's entered my Sect, where else can she hide?"
"This is called... distance creates beauty. Once she's spent a few days out in the cold wind, she'll naturally miss the warmth of home."
Su Qingge pouted, "I knew Husband was playing dumb back then just to tease me. Husband is truly rotten to the core!"
...
With Xiao Yuhan's addition, the Domain's radius surged to 762 kilometers.
His gaze passed over the trajectory of Xiao Yuhan's flight, past Sunset City, and finally landed on that mysterious, unexplored region to the south.
[Hundred Thousand Mountains · Deep Outer Periphery]
That was the territory of the Yao Race.
"Since I can't get the [myriad realms dao companion summoning pool] lottery machine working yet, how about I take in a few demonesses from the Yao Race first?"
"Beast-eared girls... I truly want them!"