Chapter 65 Taiyin Cold Pool

The gale continued to howl, but that nauseating smell of blood had finally been left behind.

Su Ye walked at the very front, his pace calm and composed.

His white robes were completely spotless, not even a single speck of blood had stained them.

It was as if that one-sided slaughter just now had been as effortless as him casually snapping a withered branch by the roadside.

"Senior Brother, this Zhao Gang had quite a lot of wealth."

Jiang Wanyin followed behind, tossing the heavy Storage Pouch in her hand, her pretty face flushed with excitement.

"Three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones, quite a few Qi Recovery Pills, plus that Profound Rank Supreme Grade Mountain Opening Saber, which, although bent, can still be reforged..."

She counted on her fingers, like a little housekeeper guarding her wealth.

"If you add those few Crimson Blood Dragon Fruits, the harvest from this trip is already worth more than two years of my monthly allowance!"

Lin Qingzhu walked at the very back, still clutching her sword, but the corners of her mouth, which had been tight, now softened slightly.

"When we go back, we can exchange these items for contribution points, which will be just right for repairing the Mountain Protecting Grand Array of Purple Bamboo Peak."

Upon hearing this, Su Ye paused his steps, turned his head to glance at his two Junior Sisters, a trace of indulgence flashing in his eyes.

Although Purple Bamboo Peak held a transcendent status in Primordial Origin Holy Land, because their Revered Master, Leng Yueli, had a cold temperament and disliked managing affairs, the resources within the peak were actually not very abundant.

Furthermore, their Revered Master was in seclusion all year round, so most of the affairs, big and small, within the peak were actually managed by Su Ye.

"You can just divide these pieces of junk among yourselves."

Su Ye's tone was casual, as if he weren't giving away a huge sum of money, but just a few copper coins.

"As for the Crimson Blood Dragon Fruits, Wanyin, your Fire Spirit Root is flourishing, so those fruits will be of great use to you; there's no need to hand them over."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanyin's beautiful eyes instantly lit up, as if two flames were hidden within them.

"Really?! Senior Brother, you are too good to me!"

If it weren't for the fact that they still needed to be on their way, she would have loved to rush up and give Su Ye a big hug.

Su Ye smiled and said nothing more.

His Divine Sense constantly covered a radius of ten miles, remaining vigilant against any crises that might appear at any moment in this Secret Realm.

The three continued to move forward.

As they ventured deeper into this desolate Gobi region, the temperature in the air began to rise sharply.

The gravel under their feet was no longer dark red, but presented a charred black color, emitting a "sizzling" sound when stepped upon.

The Fire attribute Spiritual Qi here was so dense that it was somewhat violent.

"So hot..."

Jiang Wanyin's originally excited little face was now covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.

The crimson dress on her body had been soaked through with sweat, clinging tightly to her, outlining her graceful and fiery curves.

Even though she had a Top-grade Fire Spirit Root, she felt waves of discomfort under the erosion of such violent fire poison.

"This fire poison is pervasive; even protective Spiritual Qi cannot block it."

She waved the long whip in her hand somewhat irritably, trying to disperse the heat waves around her, but it was all in vain.

Lin Qingzhu was not feeling well either.

She cultivated Cold Ice Sword Intent, and this environment was practically a form of torture for her.

Her originally cold and frosty face was now flushed with an unnatural redness, and her breathing had become slightly rapid.

Only Su Ye remained as calm and composed as ever.

Although he did not have a specific attribute Spiritual Root in his body, the Cultivation Technique he cultivated was special, coupled with the fact that he had engaged in Dual Cultivation with his Revered Master, Leng Yueli, for three days.

That strand of the most Yin primordial Yin Qi from a Tribulation Crossing Realm Great Power was still hidden within his body, circulating slowly; for him, this bit of fire poison didn't even count as a scratch.

"Endure it for a moment."

Su Ye's voice was calm, yet it seemed to carry a sense of coolness, allowing the two women's originally irritable moods to calm down slightly.

"Five miles ahead, the terrain is becoming lower, and..."

Su Ye narrowed his eyes, feeling that extremely faint fluctuation coming from his Divine Sense.

"There is an extremely pure Water Spiritual Qi."

Upon hearing the word "water," Jiang Wanyin and Lin Qingzhu's eyes lit up simultaneously.

In this kind of godforsaken place, water was simply more precious than Spirit Stones!

The three accelerated their pace.

Climbing over a bare, charred black stone mountain, the scene before them suddenly opened up.

They saw that in the originally crimson and charred black world, a captivating deep blue had abruptly appeared.

It was a deep pool located in the crevice between two stone mountains.

The pool water was crystal clear, presenting a deep, jewel-like blue, with a layer of faint white cold mist drifting on the surface.

The cold mist did not disperse, but condensed three feet above the water surface, like clouds and mist in a fairyland.

Even more miraculously, around this deep pool, those violent Fire attribute Spiritual Qi were forcibly pushed away, forming a natural buffer zone.

"This is..."

Jiang Wanyin widened her eyes, her throat rolling involuntarily.

"Cold Jade Ice Heart Pool?"

Lin Qingzhu stepped forward, feeling the coolness rushing towards her; she, who was usually reticent, could not hide her surprise in her tone at this moment.

"Although it is not the legendary Cold Jade Ice Heart Pool, it is not much different."

Su Ye walked to the edge of the pool, crouched down, and gently touched the water surface with his slender fingers.

The bone-chilling cold instantly spread from his fingertips.

"It is the Profound Yin Cold Pool."

Su Ye stood up, shook the water droplets off his hand, and a smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"This water can not only wash away the filth from your bodies, but also neutralize the fire poison accumulated within you, and it also has a miraculous effect on the honing of Qing Zhu's Sword Intent."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanyin could no longer contain herself.

She had been killing lizards and traveling all the way, her body sticky with sweat and sand, feeling unbearably uncomfortable.

As a female Cultivator who loved beauty, this was even more painful than killing her.

"Senior Brother~"

Jiang Wanyin turned around, blinking her big eyes, looking pitifully at Su Ye.

"Can we... go down and wash up?"

Although Lin Qingzhu didn't speak, her clear eyes also revealed a hint of hope, and it was clear she was tempted too.

Su Ye looked at the two Junior Sisters, who were disheveled yet still pretty, and nodded slightly.

"Go ahead."

These two simple words sounded like heavenly music in the ears of the two women.

"Yay! Senior Brother is the best!"

Jiang Wanyin cheered, not caring about any reserve, and ran straight towards a giant rock by the edge of the cold pool.

Lin Qingzhu bowed to Su Ye and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Afterwards, she also followed quickly, her steps much lighter than usual.

Watching their eager backs, Su Ye shook his head helplessly.

He did not leave immediately, but took out four Formation Flags from his Storage Pouch.

"Go!"

Su Ye waved his hand casually.

The four Formation Flags turned into four streams of light, inserting themselves into four positions around the cold pool.

Hum—!

A layer of faint, semi-transparent light screen rose, enveloping the cold pool within it.

This was not only a maze Formation to block Divine Sense probing, but also a small defensive Formation.

"I will be guarding outside; call me if anything happens."

Su Ye's voice passed through the Formation into the interior, carrying a power that made people feel at ease.

Afterwards, he turned his back, walked to a rock a hundred feet away from the cold pool, and sat down cross-legged.

...

By the cold pool.

The Formation rose, isolating the sights and sounds of the outside world, and also isolating that suffocating heat wave.

Here, it seemed to have become an independent Small World, cool and quiet.

Jiang Wanyin could not wait any longer.

She unfastened the crimson long whip from her waist and placed it casually on the rock.

Immediately following that was her outer garment, which was soaked through with sweat.

Her slender fingers lightly untied the ribbons of her dress.

The fiery red dress slid off, revealing the snow-white undergarments underneath.

Although Jiang Wanyin was usually hot-tempered and careless, her movements paused slightly when she was taking off her undergarments.

She subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of the Formation.

Although she knew that Senior Brother was upright and that his Divine Sense was also blocked by the Formation, that feeling of shyness still arose spontaneously.

"Second Martial Sister, what are you looking at?"

Lin Qingzhu had already unfastened the long sword from her back and was untying the ribbons at her cuffs; seeing Jiang Wanyin dazed, she couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Wanyin's cheeks flushed slightly, and she spat:

"No... nothing! I was just checking if the Formation was sturdy; what if someone peeks?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingzhu's lips curved slightly upward, revealing a very faint smile.

"Apart from us, there is only Senior Brother here."

"Are you afraid of others peeking, or are you afraid of Senior Brother peeking?"

Having her thoughts exposed, Jiang Wanyin was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling:

"Nonsense! Who... who is afraid of him peeking! Besides, Senior Brother is not that kind of person!"

As she spoke, as if to cover up her embarrassment, she quickly stripped off her last layers of covering.

Splash!

A delicate body, like mutton-fat white jade, leaped into the water, splashing up a spray of crystalline water.

"Haa..."

The cold pool water enveloped her whole body, and Jiang Wanyin let out a sigh of extreme comfort.

That heat and fire poison, which had seeped deep into her bones, melted away like ice and snow at this moment, and every pore was cheering with joy.

"So comfortable! Third Junior Sister, hurry down!"

Jiang Wanyin stretched her body in the water, her jet-black hair floating on the surface like black silk.

Water droplets hung on her slender neck and collarbone, shimmering in the refraction of the faint light.

Lin Qingzhu no longer hesitated.

She elegantly removed her clothes, revealing a perfect figure that, while not as voluptuous as Jiang Wanyin's, appeared even more cold and well-proportioned.

If Jiang Wanyin was a ball of passionate fire, then Lin Qingzhu was a piece of exquisite ice.

She slowly stepped into the water.

The water rose past her waist, then over her chest.

A bone-chilling cold struck, making her shiver uncontrollably, but immediately after, a surge of Sword Intent stirred within her body.

"This Profound Yin Cold Pool certainly lives up to its reputation."

Lin Qingzhu leaned against the rock by the pool, closed her eyes, and circulated her Cultivation Technique, greedily absorbing the Cold Spiritual Qi from the water.

The two women sat on the left and right, enjoying a rare moment of comfort in this quiet cold pool.

After a while, Jiang Wanyin boredly splashed the water, her beautiful eyes darting around, and she suddenly lowered her voice:

"Hey, Qing Zhu, tell me... just how high is Senior Brother's cultivation level now?"

Lin Qingzhu opened her eyes and looked upward through the swirling mist.

"I can't tell."

She shook her head, "That strike to kill Zhao Gang just now... even a Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator might not have been able to do it so cleanly and swiftly."

"Indeed..."

A glint of admiration flashed in Jiang Wanyin's eyes as she cupped water in her hands and splashed it on her face.

"I used to always hear people say that Senior Brother only held his position because of Revered Master. Hmph, those people are simply blind."

"Just with that move earlier, how many in the entire younger generation of the Primordial Origin Holy Land could do it?"

Mentioning Revered Master, Jiang Wanyin suddenly seemed to recall something and mysteriously leaned in close to Lin Qingzhu.

"Qing Zhu, don't you think... Senior Brother and Revered Master have been acting a bit strange lately?"

Lin Qingzhu was slightly stunned: "Strange?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Wanyin nodded, looking quite serious.

"Before the Secret Realm opened this time, Revered Master summoned Senior Brother alone, and he was there for three whole days!"

"And after he came out, I saw that Senior Brother's complexion was incredibly good. On the contrary, Revered Master... although she was still as cold as ever, I always felt that the way Revered Master looked at Senior Brother was a bit... affectionate?"

"Pfft—"

Lin Qingzhu almost choked on her own saliva.

"Second Martial Sister, watch your words."

She looked at Jiang Wanyin with some helplessness. Although there was a Formation here, gossiping about Revered Master and Senior Brother required a lot of nerve.

"Oh, I was just saying it casually."

Jiang Wanyin stuck out her tongue and sank deeper into the water, leaving only half of her face exposed, and muttered:

"But then again, if Senior Brother could really win over Revered Master... tsk tsk, wouldn't that make our Purple Bamboo Peak even closer?"

"Plus, Senior Brother is so good-looking. If he's going to be wasted on someone else, it might as well be Revered Master..."

Lin Qingzhu did not respond.

She just silently looked in the direction outside the Formation.

That figure in white, purer than snow, seemed to appear clearly in her mind even through the Formation.

If Senior Brother really were with Revered Master...

A faint, almost imperceptible trace of bitterness inexplicably welled up in Lin Qingzhu's heart, which she quickly severed with her Sword Intent.

... Outside the Formation.

Su Ye sat cross-legged, his spine straight as a sheathed sword.

He naturally could not hear the "private talk" of the two Junior Sisters inside the Formation.

It was fortunate that he couldn't hear it; otherwise, even with his composure, his Dao Heart might have been shaken.

At this moment, he was holding a warm, purple jade pendant, gently rubbing it in his hand.

On this jade pendant, a crescent moon was carved, emitting a faint, lingering fragrance.

That was the scent of Leng Yueli.

A cold yet intoxicating fragrance, like a snow lotus blooming on a snowy mountain.

"Revered Master..."

Su Ye whispered, the cold and ruthless aura from when he faced his enemies completely vanished from his eyes, replaced by an unresolvable tenderness.

This jade pendant was personally hung on his waist by Leng Yueli before he left.

It contained a seal of her Divine Thought, which could save his life in a critical moment.

But for Su Ye, it was more like a token of love.

Recalling those three absurd and wonderful days in the Rain Listening Pavilion.

That high and mighty, revered number one beauty of the Primordial Origin Holy Land, had been submissive and compliant beneath him, from her initial shy resistance to later becoming addicted to the pleasure...

That intense sense of conquest and contrast still made Su Ye reminisce endlessly.

"Yeer, you must return safely."

"If you lose even a single hair, I will hold you accountable."

At the time of parting, Leng Yueli, with a blushing face, had bitten his ear lightly and whispered those words, which still seemed to echo in his ears.

A wicked smile curled the corners of Su Ye's mouth.

Lose a single hair?

In that regard, Revered Master, you pulled out quite a few of my hairs these past few days, so we will have to settle the score when I get back.

"Eating your fill and then refusing to acknowledge the debt is not the behavior of a good disciple."

Su Ye's fingers gently traced the patterns on the jade pendant, as if caressing a lover's cheek.

He could sense that the Divine Thought deep within the jade pendant was pulsating slightly, as if it were also missing him.

Although he was in the Secret Realm and could not send messages, this feeling of mutual connection could not be fake.

"Hoo..."

Su Ye took a deep breath and tucked the jade pendant close to his body.

Now is not the time for romantic entanglements.

This Taichu Secret Realm is fraught with danger. Since he had taken Revered Master's body, he, Su Ye, naturally had to fight for the Opportunities in this Secret Realm for Purple Bamboo Peak.

Not only for himself, but also for the woman waiting for him in the Rain Listening Pavilion.

"Child of Luck Ye Fan..."

Su Ye cast his gaze into the distance, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

According to the original book's plot, near this Profound Yin Cold Pool, there should be a companion "Nine-Leaf Ice Lotus," which was one of Ye Fan's important early Opportunities.

But now...

Since I have arrived, this Opportunity naturally belongs to the Su family.

Just as he was thinking this.

Splash—!

The light curtain of the Formation behind him rippled slightly.

The sound of water rang out.

Su Ye collected his thoughts and did not turn around, simply asking indifferently:

"Are you done washing?"

"Mhm!"

Jiang Wanyin's voice came, carrying a hint of freshness.

A moment later, the Formation was removed.

Su Ye slowly stood up and turned to look.

The scene before him, even for him, who always had exceptional composure, couldn't help but make him slightly dazed.

He saw that the two women had now changed into clean clothes.

Although they were the same styles as before, after being nourished by the Cold Pool water, their temperaments had undergone an earth-shaking change.

Jiang Wanyin wore a red dress like fire, but her skin was white with a rosy flush. Her skin, which had previously appeared somewhat dry due to Fire Poison, was now as tender and moist as a freshly peeled lychee.

Her wet long hair was draped casually over her shoulders, with water droplets still dripping from the tips, sliding down her collarbone and into that deep cleavage, extremely seductive.

And Lin Qingzhu was in green clothes, beautiful and refined.

The Spiritual Qi of the Cold Pool made her Sword Intent more restrained, and standing there, she looked like a green lotus standing aloof from the world, only to be admired from afar and not to be profaned.

The two were red and green, fire and ice.

On this desolate Gobi desert, they formed a beautiful picture scroll.

"Senior Brother, are you stunned?"

Jiang Wanyin caught Su Ye's momentary distraction and couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, her eyes filled with charm as they darted around.

She even deliberately puffed out her proud chest.

Su Ye instantly returned to his normal state, but his eyes still swept over the two of them, and he commented with a half-smile:

"Hmm, you look much more pleasing to the eye when you're clean."

"Your cultivation also seems to have improved a bit; it seems this bath wasn't in vain."

Saying this, he directly ignored Jiang Wanyin's slightly teasing gaze and turned to leave.

"Since you're washed clean, let's continue on our way."

"There's a good thing waiting for us nearby."

Seeing that her teasing hadn't succeeded, Jiang Wanyin stamped her feet in discouragement and muttered:

"Hmph, blockhead!"

Lin Qingzhu followed silently, looking at Su Ye's back, a barely perceptible arc rising at the corner of her mouth.

The way Senior Brother looked at them just now, although only for a moment, did not have that disgusting lecherousness.

Only appreciation.

This made Lin Qingzhu's evaluation of this Senior Brother in her heart rise a few more notches.

The three set off again.

Only this time, the atmosphere in the team was significantly more relaxed.

That lingering bloodthirst and heat in their hearts had all been left behind in that deep blue cold pool.

Su Ye walked at the front, his fingertips gently rubbing a long sword in his storage ring.

That was what he had prepared for the upcoming battle.

"Ye Fan, I will graciously accept your first Opportunity."

The wind and sand began to rise, covering the figures of the three as they departed.

Only the cold pool remained, lying quietly among the rocks, emitting a faint, cold aura, as if waiting for the next destined person.

It was just a pity that it was destined not to be the original protagonist.