Chapter 95

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Main Character:

Shen Yao

Shen Yao lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then shook her head in the end, "Let's forget it then."

After entering the Yunmiao Secret Realm, with her cultivation realm, the resources she could obtain wouldn't be too much.

Moreover, Fu Hengyan still needed to protect her at close range; even if she went nowhere and just chose to stay in the secret realm for closed-door cultivation, limited by her own aptitude, this kind of thing wasn't something where making an effort would guarantee returns.

Holding Fu Hengyan's arm with one hand, Shen Yao turned her head to gaze at the distant scenery, "It's said that some of the back mountain forests of the Piaomiao Sect are not much different compared to the secret realm.

Since we have this opportunity, why don't we go take a look?"

Compared to entering the Yunmiao Secret Realm, she was still more willing to move about outside.

There are many people outside; some people, no matter what they do, cannot make a move openly.

Although Shen Yao had Fu Hengyan by her side, she also had to protect herself to the greatest extent possible.

One must know that some demonic cultivators refine Human Pills; she had just eaten the Spirit Fruit of Increasing Origin, and in the eyes of demonic cultivators, her whole body was treasure.

Although thinking this way was indeed somewhat shameless, who was Shen Yao? Her face was as thick as a city wall.

Fu Hengyan nodded in agreement, and didn't even let Shen Yao wait too long; he turned his head and took Shen Yao to stroll through some of the back mountain forests of the Piaomiao Sect.

One really must say, going out for a round directly let Shen Yao run into a few demonic cultivators with ill intentions.

With Fu Hengyan holding the fort, Shen Yao simply took action personally, using her own rough methods to counter the enemy.

Anyway, if she couldn't beat them it didn't matter; with Fu Hengyan there, everything had someone to back her up.

In the very end, Shen Yao successfully gained tempering; not only did she wield the Vine Entangling Technique to perfection, she even faintly touched the barrier of Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

However, at this time she still needed time to break through to Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Having newly added a sixty-year lifespan, using these water-grinding efforts, Shen Yao would definitely be able to raise her cultivation realm to Foundation Establishment Late Stage before she closed her eyes for the final time.

Back Mountain Dense Forest

With a bang, dust flew up everywhere around them.

Shen Yao pinched tight the vine in her hand; the other end of the vine bound several human cocoons.

Those wrapped inside the cocoons were all people with ill intentions, so Shen Yao showed no mercy when she struck.

"Cheng Qi, shall we go back?"

She raised her head to look at the one behind her; by now, they had been out for several months.

Not much time remained of the half-year period for the Yunmiao Secret Realm; it was time to go back and wait for the few little ones.

Fu Hengyan nodded, his gaze falling on the human cocoons, "Go back and hand them over to Master and the others."

No matter who exactly stands behind them, having provoked the Lingyun Peak lineage, they must pay the price.

Shen Yao nodded, backhandedly sending the human cocoons into the space capable of storing living things and sealing it.

During these days they've been out, they've already caught quite a few of this kind of people.

To say they weren't instigated by anyone is absolutely impossible.

"Rest assured, with me here, I'll definitely make them spit out everything clean and clear."

Zhao Shichao took the human evidence Fu Hengyan handed over, turned around, and left.

In just a few days, there was progress on the related matters; among the many sects that came to participate, some were directly sought out by the Tianjian Sect.

The final result was naturally: grudges repaid, grievances repaid.

Shen Yao also obtained a large amount of spiritual objects as compensation, making her exclaim that she had profited enormously.

Feelings: after counter-robbing those people, she could actually still demand compensation from the mastermind behind the scenes.

"I thought Master Luochen and them would just directly dispose of them."

Shen Yao spoke with Fu Hengyan, a jade box containing spiritual objects grasped in her hand.

Aiyo, these are all compensation fees for her losses; they must be properly sorted and organized.

Fu Hengyan spoke with a straight face, "Disposing of them doesn't delay other methods."

Shen Yao raised an eyebrow; so the sects caught with handles were cleaned out of both people and wealth.

One must say, beautifully done! Handling it like this can also make certain people grow a long memory.

Going out this trip, not only could she appreciate beautiful scenery and relax her mood, but also hone her own magic techniques, and even earn a small unexpected fortune.

This kind of life is simply wonderfully comfortable.

Shen Yao smiled until her eyebrows curved, turned around, and threw this matter behind her head.

Not very important matters are not worthy of occupying her time.

Soon, the half-year period of the Yunmiao Secret Realm arrived; the vast majority of those who had entered the secret realm originally came out smoothly.

Only a very small portion — one can only say each person has their own fate; some results cannot be forced.

"So this is why you don't want your life? If you can't come out this time, who knows how long we'll have to wait for the next opening of the Yunmiao Secret Realm."

Shen Yao stared with her beautiful eyes, her tone harsh as she scolded the injured Fu Zening again.

She had seen through it; her own youngest son just wasn't one who could stay quiet, especially since he carried the 'storm of blood and wind' skill — wherever he went, chaos followed.

The cultivators entering the Yunmiao Secret Realm, most went to find resources, a small portion went to cultivate; it could be called peaceful years.

But when it came to Fu Zening, the art style suddenly changed — killing all the way along the road.

When they came out, other people were spotless, clothes fluttering.

Fu Zening's clothes were neat enough, but the blood dripping from his sword was strikingly bright.

"Mother, it happened suddenly; that person was somewhat strange; it wouldn't do to let Elder Sister suffer a loss."

Fu Zening pursed her lips and softly voiced the worries on her mind.

Shen Yao listened patiently to the whole story, and was struck dumb — Hah? There's actually another protagonist template? And one running that old-school harem genre at that.

Her expression unconsciously turned a few degrees more serious. Shen Yao patted Fu Zening's shoulder. "Well done. That person is indeed strange, but without absolute certainty, you shouldn't confront him head-on."

Damn!

To actually pull the portable grandpa golden finger, and dare set his disgusting sights on her Shen Yao's daughter — truly shameless!

Seeing her mother so enraged, Fu Zening silently swallowed down the other strange circumstances she had yet to mention.

This person was merely the one who acted most obviously; there were also those with anomalous souls who could always produce ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs.

Fu Zening had been out tempering herself for several years, including half a year in the Yunzhong Secret Realm, and the strange things she encountered were too numerous to count.

Fortunately his Dao heart was firm, his goal clear, and he had the ability to deal with them; otherwise Mother would be even more worried.

The conversation between mother and son came to a pause here.

Because of Fu Zening's well-meaning concealment, Shen Yao — aside from inquiring through the System — did not pay too much attention.

Until the Cultivator Exchange Conference in Yunzhong City concluded smoothly a year later, and everyone rose to board spirit boats returning to the Tianjian Sect, only then did Shen Yao see that old-school harem-genre protagonist.

"Tang Yuan, Tang Potian?"

Hah, just hearing this name, it really carries a whiff of that old-school genre.

What kind of name is this? Can it really be chosen? Not afraid the World Consciousness will be dissatisfied? Fine, the World Consciousness probably wouldn't bother with such a trivial matter.

But this person carries a portable grandpa, and is followed by numerous fairies and holy maidens who adore him — really a bit inappropriate, no?

"Indeed very strange. His aura is mixed; it looks very discordant."

The System spoke up, cheerfully complaining with Shen Yao in her mind.

Shen Yao was speechless. "Who knows, he might just be a vessel. I refuse to believe a Great Power from many years ago would truly be willing to serve as a shadow."

Coldly watching this man run over to threaten her own cub while acting self-importantly affectionate — simply nauseating.

Bang—

Luochen Zhenjun flung him out. "Scram!"

Tang Yuan lay on the ground and spat a mouthful of blood, his expression vexed as he secretly resented his own lack of strength.

Hmph! A disrespectful old thing, don't bully the young and poor!

"Gui Lao, why can't I make Fu Linlang devote herself to me wholeheartedly? The pill you spoke of simply doesn't work."

Tang Yuan climbed up from the ground, utterly ignoring the surrounding people's scrutiny, walking and communicating with his master — a self-proclaimed Spirit Transformation Venerable from who-knows-how-many-years-ago called Gui Lao.

One must know that when Gui Lao was alive, he was a truly deserved Great Ascension Old Ancestor.

Alas, now only a wisp of soul remains, and his cultivation has fallen to the Spirit Transformation realm.

Tang Yuan rose from a mortal youth to where he is today, all relying on Gui Lao's help.

Therefore Tang Yuan trusted Gui Lao immeasurably; he would consult him on any matter.

And the sinister old man called Gui Lao did not betray Tang Yuan's "trust" — with one rhetorical trick after another, he persuaded Tang Yuan until he was utterly convinced.

Nodding, understanding what he should do, Tang Yuan was brimming with confidence, deeply feeling that all under heaven was within his grasp.

……

Several spirit boats headed east toward Dongzhou; compared to the leisurely pace on the way here, the return speed was much faster.

"This trip to attend the Exchange Conference, everyone reaped an abundant harvest. Most need to return for closed-door cultivation; a few still need to go down the mountain for tempering."

Fu Hengyan gave an explanation that made Shen Yao marvel at how unexpectedly reasonable it was.

Turning her head to look outside, Shen Yao pouted. "Xuan'er and the others — do they have to go out too?"

Fu Zexuan and the others' cultivation ranks are too high. Linlang and Jinxiu returning for closed-door comprehension can use Tianjian Sect's original secret realms to attempt a Golden Core breakthrough; but the other three sons who are already at Golden Core cultivation have a higher probability of going out to travel.

Going out to travel — Shen Yao suddenly thought of her own plan from back then that she never finished.

Tsk.

Don't know if this time she still has the chance.

"They've grown up; some things we shouldn't participate in too much.

But this time, wherever you want to go in your heart, I'll accompany you."

Seeing Shen Yao's distraction, Fu Hengyan gripped her hands tight.

Shen Yao looked up, her tone somewhat hesitant. She knew her own situation — could she really go out?

Fu Hengyan soothed her. "It's fine. In all of Dongzhou, they dare not make a move."

As for other places, Fu Hengyan couldn't guarantee safety — after all, there are too many madmen, impossible to fathom with common sense.

Shen Yao's eyes lit up at those words, and she straightforwardly raised her hands to loop around Fu Hengyan's neck.

"We'll just wander around Dongzhou. Back when we came from Yunwu City, Cheng Qi said Dongzhou has sixty-four commanderies. So far we've only seen Luoxing Commandery; we should go take a look at the other commandery cities too."

Shen Yao is easily satisfied. Actually Dongzhou is quite good as it is, and given its vast area, touring all of Dongzhou would probably consume half her natural lifespan.

And Shen Yao believes her own cubs are all destined to be extraordinary.

Who knows — by the time she finishes touring Dongzhou, she might even be able to make a trip to the farther Xuanwei Realm.

Shen Yao's optimism infected Fu Hengyan, and he couldn't help letting out a light laugh.

Indeed, the woman in his arms is always this content and happy.

The fate between him and her came not easily; he should cherish it well in the limited time they have together.

"Cheng Qi, when do we set off?" Already a bit impatient, Shen Yao's face was full of high spirits.

"We won't return to Tianjian Sect; once we enter Dongzhou we can leave directly."

"Dongzhou's boundary — where is that?"

"Rongyang Commandery. That's Xuandao Sect's territory. Peace of mind is enough; we likewise need not fear it."

"……"

The two of them had already agreed on the spirit boat that when the spirit boat sailed into Dongzhou, the two of them would tacitly flash away and leave directly.

Of course, before leaving, Shen Yao and Fu Hengyan found the several children once again.

They instructed what needed to be instructed properly, and explained what needed to be explained clearly.

The two unscrupulous adults waved their sleeves and left decisively and cleanly without looking back.

Fu Zexuan and the several children:...

Fu Linlang was somewhat reluctant, "Mother leaving like this, who knows how long it will be before she can return to the Tianjian Sect."

Fu Jinxiu stretched out her hand and lightly patted Linlang's shoulder, "Mother has already stayed at the Tianjian Sect for a long time, she should go out and walk about.

Besides, once we return to the sect we must set about preparing Core Formation matters, Mother staying behind also wouldn't be able to meet."

Fu Linlang's eyes were wronged, "But"

"No buts, we have already grown up," Fu Zexuan looked at Fu Linlang with a serious expression, while also taking the others' expressions into his eyes, "Mother should also go do what she wants to do."

As the voice fell, the several brothers and sisters all did not reply, until Fu Zening softly mentioned that he should leave for training, "I want to raise my cultivation realm to Golden Core Late Stage as soon as possible."

"I also have this intention, Fifth Brother, why don't we brothers compete and see who can break through Golden Core Middle Stage first and enter Golden Core Late Stage."

Fu Zeyu's eyes were full of fighting spirit, his face expression eager to try.

Fu Zening nodded, gaze staring straight at the other, "Second Brother is very strong," but he himself was not weak either.

The five siblings only briefly exchanged a few words, then each followed their own Dao and resolutely went forward.

Shen Yao naturally did not know the matters after she and Fu Hengyan left.

At this time the two people who had already separated from the main spirit boat force decisively changed into a set of light and convenient clothes, and hurried along a long mountain road toward a remote small city in Rongyang Commandery.

This city has a very pleasant-sounding name, called Wanle (yue second tone).

"Old sir, why is it called Wanle?" Could it be that the people here are all skilled in music?

Shen Yao's imagination ran wild, she stood outside the city gate, conversing with an old man carrying luggage on his back.

Incidentally, because Wanle is located in a remote position, there are very few cultivators living here.

The vast majority are ordinary people, with no Spiritual Energy fluctuations around their bodies at all.

However, because they live year-round in an environment with Spiritual Energy, even ordinary people have healthy and robust bodies, and long-lived people are not uncommon among them.

The old man Shen Yao is currently asking for advice is already over seventy years old.

Compared to Fu Hengyan and Shen Yao's ages, the old man's situation does not count for much.

But placed among ordinary people, that is the appearance of high longevity, worthy of respect.

"You two have come from elsewhere, right?" The old man stroked his whitening beard, smiling exceptionally kindly, "The origin of Wanle's name comes from a legend.

This old man boasts some ability to read people, you two are husband and wife.

Wanting to comprehend the way of husband and wife companionship, you should stay in Wanle and live for a period of time."

Shen Yao: Huh? What does this mean?

Shen Yao was puzzled, turning her head to look at Fu Hengyan beside her.

Fu Hengyan was also at a loss, the two people looked at each other, and finally both looked toward the old man at the very front who was smiling silently.

The old man did not give an explanation, he merely smiled and shook his head, mouth softly chanting two lines of Wanle Wanle, then turned and entered the city and left.