33: Chapter 33 Beep! System Scan! The Lazy Female Elder on the Deck

Above the vast sea of clouds, the night wind was like a blade.

Gu Yi's figure was like a streak of black lightning tearing through the night, speeding through the clouds.

The majestic True Qi of his Creation Immortal Body circulated endlessly within him, providing him with a continuous source of power.

Ahead, the Xuantian Sect flying boat, resembling a steel behemoth, was already in sight.

Gu Yi restrained his aura to the extreme, like a black feather drifting with the wind, lightly pressing against the Formation light barrier on the side of the flying boat.

He skillfully circulated the homologous Xuantian Sect Cultivation Technique, and wisps of soft True Qi overflowed from his fingertips, like peeling silk from a cocoon, silently tearing open a gap in the light barrier that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

The night wind poured in through the gap.

Gu Yi's figure flashed, and he slipped into his spacious main guest cabin like a fish.

The Formation on the glass porthole behind him quickly sealed shut, the light swirling, leaving no trace of damage.

The cabin remained silent, and the calming incense burning in the corner was still emitting a faint, soothing scent.

Gu Yi took off the black cloak stained with a little night dew and casually stored it in his storage ring.

He removed the sound-insulating concealment Formation that had shrouded the cabin and listened intently.

Beyond the door, the two elite Disciples responsible for guarding were breathing steadily and deeply, evidently completely unaware of everything that had happened in the cabin just now, or the fact that Gu Yi had left the flying boat to kill someone ten thousand miles away.

It was still more than half an hour before dawn, and the night sky outside the flying boat was at its darkest and coldest moment before the break of day.

Gu Yi pushed open the cabin door, preparing to go to the flying boat's spacious open deck to catch some wind and calm the agitated blood and Qi within him caused by the killing.

"Senior Brother Gu, have you finished your seclusion?"

The two Disciples outside the door immediately bowed respectfully when they saw Gu Yi walk out.

Gu Yi nodded gently, his tone as warm as a spring breeze: "Hmm, my Realm has stabilized. The cabin was stuffy, so I'm going to the deck to get some air. You stay here and keep watch; no need to follow."

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

Gu Yi walked along the long corridor, unhurriedly heading toward the open deck at the front of the flying boat.

As soon as he stepped out of the corridor, a bone-chilling wind mixed with high-altitude water vapor rushed toward him.

Along with this cold wind, a scent of alcohol that was extremely strong, mellow, and even carried a hint of strange floral and fruity fragrance, drifted into Gu Yi's nostrils.

This aroma of wine was definitely not ordinary; just a single whiff made one feel as if the True Qi within their body was showing signs of becoming active.

Gu Yi's gaze followed the direction from which the wine aroma drifted.

At the very front of the deck, near the edge of the ship's railing, a figure with an extremely curvaceous and graceful silhouette was leaning lazily.

That was the Sect's female Elder, Liu Qingwan, who was accompanying the group to Sword King City in the Central Plains.

At this moment, Liu Qingwan completely lacked the dignity and majesty of an Elder that she possessed during the day in the Sect's main hall.

She was sitting on the deck by the railing without any regard for her image, her back against the cold metal guardrail.

Her long, black, silky hair was draped casually over her shoulders, and a few strands were even blown by the night wind, sticking to her flushed cheeks.

She was wearing a slightly oversized, plain-colored Daoist robe with cloud patterns.

Perhaps because she had drunk too much, the collar of her Daoist robe was half-unfastened, slipping loosely down below her rounded shoulders.

By the faint light of the flying boat's Formation, one could clearly see the large expanse of skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade, as well as the astonishing and proud curves that rose and fell slightly with her lazy breathing.

Her right hand was holding a jade-green wine gourd, and from time to time, she would lift her slender, fair neck to pour a mouthful into those delicate, red lips, her posture lazy to the extreme, as if all the troubles in this world were not worth as much as the sip of aged fine wine in her hand.

At the very moment Gu Yi saw Liu Qingwan's face clearly, deep within his dark Sea of Consciousness, a crisp mechanical notification sound suddenly rang out.

"Beep! Detected a target with Special-Rank Luck eligible for binding. System deep scan initiated!"

Immediately after, a translucent, pale blue light screen popped up directly in front of Gu Yi's retina, listing dense, extremely detailed data about the female Elder before him.

[Target Name]: Liu Qingwan

[Identity]: Xuantian Sect Inner Sect Elder

[Current Cultivation]: Soul Transformation Stage Early Stage

[Personality Profile]: Naturally laid-back, unconstrained by trifles, and extremely hateful of the tedious rituals and strict hierarchical rules within the Sect.

Outwardly, she seems careless, but inwardly, she longs for freedom and an unrestrained emotional reliance.

[Core Weakness]: Loves alcohol as much as her life.

Has no resistance to top-tier immortal wine, and when drinking to a tipsy state, her psychological defenses drop exponentially, and her behavior becomes extremely bold and dependent.

Gu Yi looked at the System panel that only he could see, a flash of knowing amusement in his deep eyes.

With this detailed intelligence as his trump card, this Soul Transformation Stage female Elder, who seemed high and mighty but was actually full of rebellious spirit, was already, in his eyes, a lazy Persian cat with one foot in the trap.

Gu Yi retracted the aggression in his eyes, strode forward with his long legs, stepping on the light frost condensed on the deck, and walked unhurriedly toward where Liu Qingwan was located.

The sound of his footsteps was exceptionally clear on the silent deck.

"Hmm?"

Liu Qingwan, leaning against the ship's railing, heard the movement and raised her head with dazed, drunken eyes.

Those Soul Transformation Stage eyes, which should have been as sharp as swords, were now shimmering with a hazy, watery light due to the paralysis of alcohol.

She looked at Gu Yi, who was approaching, and the corners of her crimson lips curled into a wanton and lazy smile.

"I wondered who wasn't sleeping in the middle of the night and came to this deck to blow in the cold wind... So it's our Xuantian Sect's famous team leader, the great Genius Gu Yi."

Liu Qingwan's voice carried a hint of hoarseness and softness from being drunk, lacking the dignity of an Elder scolding Disciples during the day, and possessing a mature charm that made one's bones go soft.

She lifted the jade-green wine gourd in her hand and shook it at Gu Yi, her eyes filled with a hint of teasing.

"What? The long night is dragging on, and you can't sleep either, little Gu Yi? Are you here to give this Elder a lecture on Sect rules?"

If it were any of the other rule-abiding True Disciples in the Sect who saw a female Elder drinking on the deck in the middle of the night with disheveled clothes, they would definitely be scared until their faces turned red, immediately bow, and not even dare to breathe loudly, let alone talk back.

But Gu Yi would not miss this opportunity to close the distance.

He walked naturally to Liu Qingwan's side and chuckled.

"The night is long; if we used it to discuss those boring Sect rules, wouldn't that be too much of a mood killer?"

Gu Yi lowered his head, his gaze sweeping across the slipped collar of Liu Qingwan without any avoidance.

Immediately after, he sat down on the cold deck and took out a lustrous white jade cup from his storage ring, handing it over.

"This Disciple followed the wine aroma here. Preaching is fake; wanting to shamelessly ask the Elder for a cup of wine to drink is the truth. I wonder if the Elder would be willing to do me the honor?"

Liu Qingwan was slightly taken aback.

Her eyes, somewhat dull from the alcohol, looked the young male Disciple up and down.

In this Xuantian Sect, who hasn't respectfully called her "Elder Liu" upon seeing her?

Who would dare to look at her with such presumptuous yet not lewd eyes?

Let alone sitting directly beside her and taking advantage of the situation to ask for wine.

"You little brat..."

Liu Qingwan chuckled, the sound as melodious as silver bells, and the expanse of snow-white skin on her chest trembled with her laughter, dazzling to the eyes.

She leaned even more lazily against the metal railing, tilted her wrist slightly, and the jade-green wine turned into a crystalline stream, steadily falling into the jade cup in Gu Yi's hand.

"Usually, when I see you in front of the Sect Master and those old guys, you pretend to be a gentle and jade-like gentleman. I didn't expect that in your bones, you are actually a little rascal who doesn't follow the rules."