“You two ladies, about how many days until Young Master Luo emerges from seclusion?”
Luo Qianqiu spoke first, her voice carrying the gentle rustle of leaves in the forest and the melody of flowing springs. It left Ling Qingxue and the other two women momentarily dazed.
Ling’er was the first to snap out of it. She hurriedly replied, “Young Master only began his seclusion yesterday. He said it would take ten days to half a month. What business do you two have with him?”
“Ten days to half a month?”
Luo Qianqiu murmured softly. She looked at Ling’er and continued, “Young Master Luo resolved the matter with the Heavenly Demon Sect, which ended my engagement to the Heavenly Demon Sect Young Lord…”
“So you’re here to pick a fight?”
Ling Qingxue’s expression darkened.
Luo Qianqiu quickly waved her hands. “No, no, no! I’m here to thank Young Master Luo.”
“Thank him?”
Doubt flickered in the eyes of both Ling Qingxue and Ling’er.
Luo Qianqiu smiled faintly and briefly explained her situation. Realization dawned on the two women.
“Since Young Master Luo is in seclusion, we won’t disturb him for now. Once he emerges…”
Boom!
Before Luo Qianqiu could finish, a beam of divine light shot skyward from inside the room!
A vast aura of the Great Dao erupted in an instant, washing over them like a tidal wave!
The women froze for a moment.
Luo Qianqiu’s beautiful eyes widened in shock.
This aura—it felt so familiar!
It was just like the one she had sensed from her father!
What on earth was Young Master Luo doing in seclusion?!
“True Fate! Luo Yin is condensing a True Fate!”
Ling Qingxue’s eyes bulged wide. She cried out in alarm.
“What!? A True Fate!?”
It suddenly clicked for Luo Qianqiu as well—this was indeed the aura of a True Fate!
Once she realized it, her composure cracked.
She had assumed Luo Yin was simply consolidating his cultivation or practicing some technique during his seclusion.
To think he was actually condensing a True Fate!
How was that possible?!
How old was he?
What realm was he even in?
And he had already condensed a True Fate?
“If I may ask boldly, what is Young Master Luo’s current realm?”
Luo Qianqiu took a deep breath and turned to Ling Qingxue.
“Divine Ability Realm!”
Divine Ability Realm!?
“How can someone in the Divine Ability Realm condense a True Fate?! Isn’t that only possible above the Marquis Realm?”
Luo Qianqiu drew in a sharp breath, her voice filled with utter astonishment.
“Miss, I recall the Holy Lord mentioning something before. It seems there’s a divine treasure that allows one to condense a True Fate ahead of time.”
Qing’er, standing to the side, thought for a moment and spoke up.
Luo Qianqiu paused at her words, then seemed to remember something.
“Immortal Spirit Holy Water!”
Ling Qingxue had clearly thought of it too, her face full of shock.
Luo Yin actually possessed Immortal Spirit Holy Water?!
She whipped her head around, eyeing Luo Qianqiu warily.
If word of this got out, Luo Yin would be plunged into enormous trouble.
Even she would be dragged into it.
The people from the Heavenly Maiden Palace might even come knocking.
Sensing Ling Qingxue’s gaze, Luo Qianqiu hurriedly said, “Rest assured. We swear on our core True Fates that we won’t breathe a word of this to anyone!”
Qing’er nodded vigorously in agreement.
The two of them then swore their oaths. Ling Qingxue let out a small sigh of relief.
Ling’er, watching their intense reactions, was utterly baffled.
But she knew her young master must have done something extraordinary to shock even the number one beauty of the Northern Spirit Realm like this.
Hmph. The vaunted number one beauty of the Northern Spirit Realm? In front of her young master, she was just like some wide-eyed country girl who had never seen the world.
“I never imagined Young Master Luo possessed such a divine treasure. Condensing a True Fate in the Divine Ability Realm—he’ll go down in history!”
Luo Qianqiu’s beautiful eyes trembled as she murmured to herself.
She turned to Ling Qingxue. “Did Young Master Luo obtain this Immortal Spirit Holy Water from the Profound Heaven Tower?”
She had heard that Luo Yin had blown up the Profound Heaven Tower and even reached the ninth floor, though no one knew what was on that floor.
Could that have been the reward?
Ling Qingxue shook her head. “Probably not. While the Profound Heaven Tower does offer opportunities, they’re nothing special by the standards of the Central Province Realm. Certainly nothing like Immortal Spirit Holy Water. Who knows where he got it from? He’s always been so mysterious like that.”
Always so mysterious, huh?
Luo Qianqiu fell deep into thought.
She was a bit surprised that this servant girl without any cultivation knew so much, but she didn’t dwell on it.
After all, her young master was a freakish prodigy like Luo Yin.
Fortunately, the divine light and aura hadn’t spread far—only the four of them in the courtyard had sensed it. No one else knew.
Inside the seclusion chamber.
Luo Yin felt the True Fate fully form within the divine palace of his spirit sea. Twin beams of sharp light shot from his eyes, and a smile spread across his face.
He had thought condensing a True Fate would be incredibly difficult. But after fully absorbing the Immortal Spirit Holy Water, it had only taken a single day.
With his True Fate formed.
Luo Yin didn’t pause. He drew another drop of Immortal Spirit Holy Water into his body.
His spirit sea surged once more, this time with even greater ferocity than before!
Luo Yin continued suppressing the raging spirit sea, repeating the previous process.
…
“Miss, aren’t we heading back?”
As the commotion from Luo Yin’s side gradually faded, Qing’er saw that her mistress still showed no intention of leaving. She asked softly.
Luo Qianqiu pondered for a moment before turning to Ling Qingxue. “Miss Ling, would it be alright if we stayed here for a few days? I want to see what other surprises Young Master Luo might bring, and I’d like to meet him the moment he emerges from seclusion.”
Ling Qingxue jerked her chin toward Ling’er. “You’ll have to ask Ling’er about that. She lives here.”
Luo Qianqiu blinked in surprise. She had assumed Ling Qingxue was the favored servant of Luo Yin, not Ling’er.
She turned to Ling’er, who thought for a moment, recalling Luo Yin’s earlier instructions.
He had said as long as they didn’t disturb him, it was fine.
The seclusion chamber was in the basement of the first floor, while the guest rooms were on the second floor. It shouldn’t be a problem.
Ling’er nodded in agreement.
Luo Qianqiu thanked her softly and followed Ling’er to the guest room to tidy it up before settling in.
Over the next day, the four women didn’t exchange much beyond pleasantries.
That evening, as they sat in the courtyard, Luo Qianqiu learned a bit about Luo Yin’s past exploits from Ling Qingxue.
When she heard that Luo Yin was the Peach Blossom Hero who had wiped out the Heavenly Fiend Sect, she couldn’t help but praise him. “I never would have thought Young Master Luo possessed such a strong sense of justice!”
Ling Qingxue curled her lip inwardly. What sense of justice? He had only done it to avenge himself.
Of course, she kept that thought to herself.
Just as the four women were about to retire to their rooms, another brilliant beam of divine light shot into the sky!
That familiar aura washed over them once again!
The four of them halted in their tracks, frozen in place.
Finally, even Luo Qianqiu’s usually unflappable face betrayed pure shock.
A True Fate!
Another True Fate!
He had actually condensed two True Fates in just two short days!?
What kind of freakish prodigy was he?!
