Help, I’m Being Forced to Marry a Frail and Sickly Immortal Doctor! 80

Chapter 80: The Path of the Dao is Nameless

She actually cared.

Ning Ruoque answered honestly, “After I finished the soup you brewed, I sweated a little and woke up.”

Hearing this, Yin Buran nodded reservedly.

To take the initiative to kiss her on the lips, and even to lick them, was a bit awkward for someone of her temperament.

She wrapped her shawl around her and stepped out of the door, saying nonchalantly, “It’s time to go. Don’t be late.”

Ning Ruoque took a deep breath and then quickly followed.

She seemed to be fine, but in reality, she had been shattered for a while.

What on earth had she done?!

She had spoken nonsense to Yin Buran, had been all over her, had pushed her luck, and had boldly let Yin Buran kiss her.

Every single one of these was enough to make Ning Ruoque’s mind tremble, and she suspected if she had been eating too well recently and had gotten carried away.

She had even hidden some facts!

In fact, when Yin Buran had kissed her, Ning Ruoque had already known that she was drunk.

But knowing was one thing, and being able to control herself was another.

She was protective of her food, and there were indeed countless moments when she wanted to hide Yin Buran like she was protecting her food.

“Protecting her food” was a bad habit, and Yin Buran was not her food, so Ning Ruoque had always suppressed this kind of thought.

But she didn’t expect it to be ruined after she got drunk.

The current Ning Ruoque wished she could lose her memory again and forget those nonsense words. As for that wet kiss…

So sweet, she didn’t want to forget.

Because of this time she got drunk, Ning Ruoque also remembered some things—

It was actually not the first time she had been drunk.

The hallucinations produced when she was drunk were real.

After the demonic beast tide of that year, she had still been hunting demons everywhere.

While bringing gifts to Yin Buran, she would also ask her to treat her injuries.

One evening, after Yin Buran had bandaged her wound, she had suddenly said that she had a sweetheart.

The difference was that she had only said “mm” and had not asked anything.

Later, she had felt a tightness in her chest, and when she returned to Mount Xuansu to practice her sword, she was also absent-minded.

At that time, she did not know what it was to like someone and was still annoyed at her inability to concentrate.

Until her master had handed her a small bottle and said with a faint smile, “This is a secret treasure of the sect, a good thing. You’ll know after you drink it.”

Ning Ruoque had drunk a whole bottle with suspicion.

She had gotten drunk at the Chou hour, and at the Yin hour, she had found her way to Azurefall Creek and had confidently invited Yin Buran to watch the sunrise.

It was a good thing that Yin Buran had a good temper. She had been woken up in the middle of the night, but she had just gently asked her to wait for a moment, and after she had washed up, she had gone out with her.

However, her master had set up a restriction on Mount Xuansu, and one could not use spells to climb to the top of the mountain.

In the end, Ning Ruoque, with the help of the wine, had carried Yin Buran on her back and walked up several thousand steps before she had managed to climb up before sunrise.

All the way, she had been rambling on, asking Yin Buran what kind of flowers she liked, what kind of food she liked, what kind of gifts she liked…

And, what kind of person she liked.

The answer to the last question, along with the things that followed, Ning Ruoque could not remember clearly.

She could only recall that at that time, Yin Buran was hugging her, and the sweet fragrance on her body, mixed with the mist in the mountains, had soaked her breath.

Now that she thought about it, the reason she would see this kind of hallucination after she got drunk should still be due to the influence of that “sword cultivator selection competition.”

So she actually cared.

There are so many sword cultivators in the world. Why did Yin Buran choose her?

But with so many sword cultivators, which one could be worthy of Yin Buran?

The night was deep, and all was quiet. The bright moon was like frost.

A small flying boat was docked by the cliff, waiting to set off.

Ning Ruoque lowered her dense eyelashes and hid the emotions in her heart.

She tightened Yin Buran’s shawl, carried the person in her arms, and leaped onto it as lightly as a sparrow.

When the flying boat started, she had already consciously laid out a soft bed and poured a cup of hot water.

Then she sat by the bed, her brow tightly furrowed, and the corners of her mouth also drooped.

Yin Buran took a sip of water and tilted her head to ask, “What are you in a daze for?”

After a moment of silence, Ning Ruoque touched the hilt of her sword, sulking.

“I want to go and have a fight with my master.”

She couldn’t figure it out. How could she fall into the same trap twice?

From her understanding of her drunkard master, this person was doing it on purpose. She clearly knew that drinking too much of this wine would make one drunk, but she didn’t remind her.

Yin Buran didn’t want to sit on the bed. She wrapped herself in a velvet blanket and skillfully sat on Ning Ruoque’s lap, pinching her face.

“This kind of wine is highly poisonous. Was it given to you by your master?”

After hearing this, Ning Ruoque’s brow furrowed even deeper. “Mm, she said it’s good for me.”

Yin Buran couldn’t help but sigh softly.

To people she was not familiar with, Ning Ruoque was extremely vigilant, but when facing people she trusted, she became extremely easy to deceive.

She poked Ning Ruoque’s collarbone with her fingertip. “Then what’s the benefit?”

Hearing Yin Buran ask, only then did Ning Ruoque remember to check her own body.

Her spiritual energy circulated throughout her body, and she confirmed, “Mm, my spiritual soul seems to have become a little more solid.”

Besides that, her cultivation had also increased.

Yin Buran was lost in thought for a long while and said with some uncertainty, “Could it be that apart from being highly poisonous, the Drunken Life flower also has the effect of nourishing the spiritual soul? If I had known, I would have brought the rest of the wine.”

“Unfortunately, there are no fresh Drunken Life flowers for me to study now.”

Ning Ruoque immediately volunteered, “Where are they? I’ll go and pick them for you.”

Yin Buran looked up, and as expected, she met Ning Ruoque’s bright eyes.

She knew that the other was not on a whim, but was serious.

As long as she agreed, Ning Ruoque would immediately plan to do it.

Yin Buran stopped poking Ning Ruoque’s collarbone and instead wrapped her arms around her slender waist, like a koala hugging its beloved tree.

Then she explained in a low voice, “This kind of flower has strict requirements for its environment. In the past, there was only a small patch growing in the crevices of the Kunlun Mountains.”

“But it is said that the goddess disliked this flower, so someone burned it clean with a fire.”

The goddess that Yin Buran was talking about was Chen Suxin, who had merged with the Dao and ascended to godhood a thousand years ago.

Even today, there were many believers of the goddess in the human world.

Since it was impossible to find the Drunken Life flower again, Ning Ruoque had no choice but to find another way.

“Then I’ll ask my master when I go back to Mount Xuansu. Maybe she knows the medicinal effects of the Drunken Life flower.”

She had already made up her mind. She would first have a fight with her master, and then ask.

Yin Buran yawned. The flying boat was traveling among the flowing clouds, and she was already sleepy-eyed.

She lay on Ning Ruoque’s body, listening to the other’s heartbeat, her speech slow. “Why does your master have this kind of wine?”

Ning Ruoque shook her head.

Yin Buran asked again, “Then do you know your master’s identity?”

Ning Ruoque’s face showed hesitation. “I only know her name. She warned me not to report her name outside.”

There was a time when she had really attracted a lot of hatred. Relying on the three-foot green-edged sword in her hand, and having no sect, she had acted without any scruples.

When she encountered evil people who committed crimes, she would kill them with one sword strike, no matter what their status was.

Ning Ruoque guessed, “Maybe she’s afraid that I’ll cause too much trouble and my enemies will come to her.”

The person in her arms let out a soft “mm” after hearing this, and her breathing became longer and longer.

In an environment full of a sense of security, Yin Buran slept without any defense, letting Ning Ruoque carry her up and stuff her into the quilt.

Finally, Ning Ruoque stared at Yin Buran’s rosy lips for a long while.

In the end, she still carefully tucked her in and placed a kiss on her brow with great restraint.

*

The flying boat traveled for a day, and the surrounding scenery changed from the south of the Yangtze River to the north of the Great Wall.

Huiya Pass, the border between the ancient battlefield and the human world, was windy all year round. The sand and snow fell, piercing the skin and bones.

Ning Ruoque wrapped Yin Buran in a cloak and also put on a veiled hat for her, afraid that she would be blown by the wind.

Even so, Yin Buran was still listless and had no energy.

There was a small town in Huiya Pass, with inns, teahouses, and markets, and most of the cultivators who came and went would rest here.

The two of them had made simple disguises and did not stand out in the crowd.

Then they turned into the restaurant they usually stayed at, and the two of them saw Chu Xuan and Si Mingyue in a corner by the window.

The moment they sat down, Si Mingyue greeted them with a smile, “Good afternoon. Have you all eaten?”

Yin Buran did not answer and took out two bottles of pills and handed them over.

Chu Xuan unceremoniously took one of the bottles into her arms and also smiled, “You’re giving away the Nine Revolutions Soul Condensing Pill like candy.”

Then she stared at Ning Ruoque’s new disguise and even tried to pull her face.

“As expected of a secret art of the sect. What does your master do?”

Ning Ruoque slapped Chu Xuan’s hand away. “Get to the point.”

Chu Xuan crossed her legs in a carefree manner and looked at her sideways.

“Then let’s make a long story short. After I dismantled that bracelet, I found a listening device inside, but it hasn’t been used for a long time.”

Even so, it was hard not to suspect the intentions of the person who had given this bracelet.

While pouring tea for Yin Buran, Ning Ruoque explained, “That jade bracelet was given to me by Yan Lingge.”

According to the agreement, this was actually her payment for escorting Yan Lingge to Brightlight Pavilion.

Ning Ruoque was actually unwilling to accept it, but she couldn’t resist Yan Lingge’s insistence. Now that she thought about it, this action was also very suspicious.

But Yin Buran shook her head. “The mastermind should not be Yan Lingge. She’s just a pawn.”

Cultivation could still be disguised, but experience and habits were difficult to hide.

In her opinion, Yan Lingge was just a gentle junior.

Chu Xuan also did not rush to a conclusion and changed the subject, talking about another matter.

“Earlier, Yin Buran also asked me to investigate Yan Lingge’s identity. Mingyue and I went for a trip, and it was just as she had described. Her mother had died in a demonic calamity, and her father had been missing for a long time.”

An ordinary person would have given up by now, but how could Chu Xuan be an ordinary person?

She inquired with the neighbors, looked for records, drew portraits, and even secretly drew a tube of Yan Lingge’s blood. She had finally found that man who had abandoned his wife and daughter.

Speaking of this, Chu Xuan became angry. “This man is worse than a beast. He has a good-looking face and has tricked many little girls into having children for him.”

“Is this the way to seek the Dao and cultivate immortality?” Chu Xuan slammed the table and sneered, “I directly tied him up in a sack and gave him a good dose of medicine.”

“I guarantee that he will be devoted to the Dao in the future and will have no other thoughts!”

After she finished speaking, she felt much more comfortable and drank the tea in her cup in one gulp.

Si Mingyue lowered her voice, and her fluffy head leaned over to ask, “Are we being too… too sinister?”

Chu Xuan casually pulled at Si Mingyue’s white hair and said with great confidence, “You don’t understand. The more despicable a person is, the more sinister and cruel methods you should use on them!”

Si Mingyue nodded in a daze.

Then she heard Yin Buran remind her faintly, “Get to the point.”

“I’ve gone off-topic,” Chu Xuan sat up straight and said seriously, “The point is that I found that the craftsmanship of this jade bracelet is very clever, like something from the Taiyi Sect.”

“Later, I went back and beat that man up again. He said that he had never given any bracelet.”

Si Mingyue interjected at the right time and said softly, “I also did a divination. The other end of the listening device points to the ancient battlefield.”