Chapter 142: Great, Now Everyone Knows I’m an Innate Vessel
Dao Peak.
Yu Ziyan sat in her cave dwelling, her eyes closed, a black robe draped over her alluring figure. A faint fragrance lingered in the air. If Mu Zhi’an were here, he would surely be impressed. After all, only a true connoisseur of beauty could appreciate the peak lord’s exquisite figure.
Her delicate features glowed even in the dim light of the cave. Back when she was a disciple, she had attracted countless admirers, all hoping for a chance to win her heart. However, she was aloof and distant, and the difference in their status and power was too great. Even if they harbored feelings for her, they could only keep them hidden. For many disciples, simply being able to admire her from afar was enough.
The sandalwood incense burned out, and she opened her eyes, sighing softly.
“It seems I still can’t break through…”
The Nascent Soul realm was a challenge for all cultivators, even the strongest in the world. Each level was a significant leap in power. She had encountered bottlenecks before, but she had always managed to overcome them. But the Nascent Soul bottleneck was proving to be impenetrable.
Targeting a disciple would be shameful. Of course, if it was mutual, it would be a different story.
She had to prepare. She would start by testing his intentions. She looked up at an elder standing outside her cave, her gaze cold and commanding.
“Summon Mu Zhi’an. Tell him I have something to discuss with him.”
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Boundless Sea Peak.
Yi Hao led Mu Zhi’an to the back mountain, then looked towards a specific direction, bowing respectfully. “Master, I’ve brought him.”
He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, his brow furrowed with a hint of unease. Something felt off, but he couldn’t pinpoint it. His master was usually indifferent to the sect’s affairs, but she had shown a surprising interest in Mu Zhi’an. But even though he was now a peak lord, he still held a deep reverence for his master. He hadn’t dared to question her. He was simply responsible for bringing Mu Zhi’an here. What his master wanted with him wasn’t his concern.
Unlike Two Polarities Peak, the back mountain here was a spacious area, filled with vibrant red peonies, their fragrance intoxicating. He could hear the faint roar of a waterfall, and he looked up to see it cascading down a nearby cliff. A path lined with red peonies led to a secluded cave dwelling. Two disciples guarded the entrance, and rabbits hopped through the flowers.
“Young Friend Mu, my master is unpredictable, but she wouldn’t harm a disciple. And I told her about your relationship with my inner disciple. Just answer her questions honestly,” Yi Hao said, his voice a gentle warning.
He hadn’t felt nervous before, but Yi Hao’s words had instilled a sense of dread in him. He glanced at the surroundings, then touched his storage ring, wondering if he should send a message to the sect master, just in case. After all, the founding peak lord of Boundless Sea Peak was most likely a spy for the Demon Realm Empress. But he decided against it. The Empress had only instructed him to report to her every three months. She hadn’t ordered him to eliminate him.
He walked towards the cave dwelling, his steps firm. He reached the entrance, straightening his robes, then bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Peak Lord Ying. I am Mu Zhi’an.”
The founding peak lord, Ying Guhuan, was also Yi Hao’s master. She had retreated into seclusion and passed her authority to Yi Hao. He had learned that from Yi Hao on their way here.
Yi Hao watched, intending to linger for a while longer. But a surge of spiritual energy emanated from the cave, its aura familiar, and he seemed to remember the fear he had felt towards his master in the past. His expression shifted, and he gave Mu Zhi’an a deep look, then he turned and left. His master’s temperament was strange, but she wouldn’t harm a new disciple. And besides, Mu Zhi’an had Ling Long’s backing. Even the founding peak lord would have to be cautious.
“Enter,” a lazy, alluring voice called out from within.
Her voice was captivating, reminding him of Feiying from Tianxuan City. He hadn’t seen her since she had joined the Two Polarities Sect. He wondered if she was in seclusion.
I should ask Senior Sister Lan about her sometime…
He shook his head, clearing his mind, then he entered the cave.
After walking for a while, the path opened up, and a sweet fragrance filled the air. Unlike the small entrance, the inside was like a paradise with several elegant pavilions, lush gardens, and blooming peonies. Then the scenery shifted, and he found himself in a grand hall. There was a pool in the center, steam rising from its surface, and he could vaguely see a woman’s alluring figure through the mist. Her skin was pale, her curves captivating, and even though he could only see her silhouette, his experience as a connoisseur of beauty told him she was a stunning woman.
No, I have Ruoxi. I can’t betray her… He lowered his eyes, forcing himself to remain virtuous.
She chuckled, splashing in the water, her voice soft and seductive. “Come closer. There’s no need to be so formal. Just act like you normally would around women.”
He cautiously approached the pool, glancing at her, his heart skipping a beat.
Her bosom… it could rival Ruoxi’s…!
