74: Chapter 74 Lu Bingyun Makes Her Debut

As soon as Chen Zilong received the summons from Sect Master Li Xuan, he immediately formed a hand seal, rode his sword, and transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Potian Peak.

The sky was clear and bright, with only a few wisps of thin clouds cut apart by his rapidly moving figure.

Before long, the majestic and solemn main hall of Potian Peak came into view.

The towering hall doors cast long, narrow shadows in the morning light.

Chen Zilong suppressed his sword light, landing gracefully, the cool sensation of the bluestone slab seeping through the soles of his boots.

He looked up and saw a familiar petite figure already standing there, charmingly, it was his Junior Sister Tu Shan Xiaoxiao.

He was a little surprised and quickly walked over, the mountain breeze rustling his meticulously neat clothes:

"Xiaoxiao? Why are you here too? Did the Sect Master summon you as well?"

His tone carried obvious confusion, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Yes, Senior Brother~" Tu Shan Xiaoxiao turned her head.

A sweet smile bloomed on her face, and she nodded vigorously.

The sunlight spilled onto her, coating her with a soft golden edge.

Chen Zilong grew even more puzzled.

It was normal for the Sect Master to summon a direct disciple like himself, but to also summon his Junior Sister, who usually only cared about eating, drinking, and having fun?

This situation was a bit unusual.

The wind at the top of Potian Peak also seemed to carry a hint of inquiry.

Just as he was racking his brains, his gaze instinctively swept over Tu Shan Xiaoxiao again, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his face instantly filled with shock and worry:

"Xiaoxiao! Your hair! How... how did it become like this?!"

His voice rose a few octaves, and his finger unconsciously pointed at her.

He saw that most of Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's originally cascading golden hair had now turned silver-white, like frost and snow.

This made her skin appear even more crystal clear, yet it also carried an indescribable strangeness.

When Tu Shan Xiaoxiao saw Chen Zilong's direct and intense worry, her heart felt as if it had been gently struck by something.

Those vague and chaotic fragments of future memories surged up again, mixed with deep guilt towards the person in front of her.

However, within this guilt, a strange, ineffable joy blossomed, like a small flower quietly blooming in winter snow.

'Senior Brother is actually so worried about me... I... I could cry to death! Turns out, I've always been this happy!' She silently cried out in her heart, her nose tingling slightly.

These complex emotions made her instantly cast aside all restraint.

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao, like a little bird returning to its nest, suddenly pounced forward, hugging Chen Zilong's arm tightly.

Her soft body pressed against him with almost no gap, carrying a sweet floral scent.

"Hey, don't get so close!" Chen Zilong instinctively tried to pull his arm away, his tone a little helpless.

But the next second, both his actions and words froze.

From his current angle and height, his gaze inevitably slid down the neckline of Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's white dress, which had become even looser from the hug...

That alluring, bottomless, snow-white cleavage was once again fully exposed before his eyes.

This girl!

Again!

Chen Zilong's temple throbbed faintly.

She had obviously pulled down the neckline of her iconic white dress even further, more brazenly than last time!

It was almost completely visible...

This girl!

She actually...

Wasn't wearing anything underneath again!

Chen Zilong felt a rush of heat to his head and quickly averted his gaze, silently shouting in his heart:

It seems he really needs to find some time to properly 'discipline' this Junior Sister who is becoming more and more lawless!

This habit must be changed!

Just at this delicate and awkward moment, a sharp white sword light, like a meteor, streaked across the sky, landing precisely on the platform in front of the hall with a whooshing sound.

As the light dissipated, it revealed a tall, elegant woman in white with a cold demeanor.

It was none other than Lu Bingyun, the chief disciple of Fengluan Peak, renowned throughout the sect for her cold beauty.

'It's him... Chen Zilong!' A hint of extremely subtle surprise flickered in Lu Bingyun's cold, pond-like eyes when they fell upon Chen Zilong.

She hadn't expected that in her vague, prophetic 'dream'.

Junior Brother Chen, who had seen through Ye Wushuang's ugly nature and ultimately confronted him alone until his demise, would now stand so truly before her.

"Junior Brother Chen." Lu Bingyun walked directly up to Chen Zilong, her voice clear as an icy spring, and nodded slightly in greeting.

She stood tall and straight, as if radiating an aura of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

Chen Zilong was startled by the sudden greeting, but quickly composed himself and respectfully returned the bow:

"Senior Sister Lu."

However, a considerable stir rose in his heart.

This ice beauty in front of him was even colder than his equally aloof Senior Sister Ye Xishui; normally, she was sparing with her words and as cold as ice to everyone.

According to the 'original plot' he knew, Ye Wushuang had exhausted every means to flirt with this block of ice, only to ultimately gain a minuscule amount of favor.

With the destruction of the Xuantian Sect, even that slight favor vanished into thin air.

Lu Bingyun was one of the few core heroines whom Ye Wushuang never truly 'conquered' and who never entered his vast harem.

She could also be considered one of the women the child of destiny couldn't obtain.

How could such an arrogant and chillingly cold Senior Sister actually take the initiative to greet him, the recognized 'villain'?!

Chen Zilong felt a little uneasy, a chill inexplicably running down his spine.

"Junior Brother Chen." Lu Bingyun spoke again.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her already cool gaze now glinted with an even colder light, carrying undisguised disgust and killing intent, making the surrounding air seem to drop a few degrees, "That Ye Wushuang is despicable and lecherous!"

“That Ye Wushuang is despicable and lecherous!”

"Last night, he actually dared to sneak into the back mountain of my Fengluan Peak to peep at our female disciples bathing!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear, hard as shards of ice.

She paused, seemingly suppressing the anger in her chest, and a cold, almost sarcastic arc formed at the corner of her mouth:

"He was caught red-handed, yet he refused to admit it and even tried to shift the blame!"

"His vile character is rotten to the core!"

Her slender fingers unconsciously pressed on the hilt of her sword at her waist, her knuckles slightly white from the force.

Boom!

Lu Bingyun's words were like a clap of thunder, exploding directly in Chen Zilong's mind.

He felt his scalp tingle, and his hair seemed to stand on end!

Ye Wushuang peeped at female disciples bathing?!

Didn't he...

Didn't he become an eunuch?!

This...

He's already 'disabled but determined,' and he's still thinking of doing such things?

This isn't logical!

In his 'original' memories, Ye Wushuang indeed had a peeping incident, but the targets should have been Ye Xishui and...

Tu Shan Xiaoxiao!

And ultimately, this black pot was firmly placed on the original owner, which was him, Chen Zilong!

Also, listening to Lu Bingyun's gritted teeth and boiling killing intent...

Her reaction was too intense!

Just an attempted peeping, and she looks like she wants to draw her sword and cut someone down immediately?

Could it be...

She already knows?!

Chen Zilong's heart pounded.

Did she know that the culprit who extracted her Supreme Sword Body origin when she was in her infancy was Ye Wushuang?!

Impossible!

That matter was a shocking secret that was only revealed long after the 'Fate-Altering Dungeon' ended, when he himself had been framed by Ye Wushuang and thrown into the dungeon to suffer!

How could it be now...

Just then, Tu Shan Xiaoxiao, who had been holding Chen Zilong's arm and standing quietly beside him, seemed to feel a trace of unease due to the heavy atmosphere brought by Lu Bingyun, and she lowered her head slightly.

Her long, silver-white hair fell, covering most of her face.

However, in the shadow of her hair.

Her delicate pink lips curved upwards imperceptibly, a tiny, almost undetectable arc, carrying a hint of triumphant cunning, so quick it was like an illusion.

Chen Zilong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, composed himself, and tried to clear his thoughts.

He looked at Lu Bingyun and asked:

"Senior Sister Lu, then this urgent summons from the Sect Master is for... the trial of Ye Wushuang?"

Lu Bingyun nodded, the cold light in her eyes still undiminished:

"Precisely."

Chen Zilong wanted to ask for more details, such as evidence, witnesses, etc., but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Tu Shan Xiaoxiao gently tugging his sleeve.

She looked up, her face once again displaying that innocent, naive, yet slightly anxious expression, and urged in a soft, sweet voice:

"Senior Brother, let's not talk here! The Sect Master and the elders must be waiting impatiently, let's go in quickly!"

Chen Zilong looked down at her clear, big eyes, sighed helplessly, and habitually reached out to ruffle her soft, smooth, silver-white long hair:

"Hmm, you're right."

He turned to Lu Bingyun, "Senior Sister Lu, please."

Lu Bingyun nodded expressionlessly, turned first, her snow-white figure exuding a chilling aura as she stepped towards the heavy, tall hall doors.

Chen Zilong cast one last glance at Tu Shan Xiaoxiao's innocent yet slightly urging eyes, then took her small hand.

Following closely, the three of them entered the deep, solemn interior of the Potian Peak Grand Hall...

The hall doors slowly closed behind them, cutting off the bright sunlight and mountain breeze from outside...

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