Chapter 1335

"Mengmeng is timid, don't scare her," the old woman warned, then turned and put on a smile.

Lu Yang unconsciously sat up straight, not like a guest but more like a criminal on trial in court; when had he ever seen the senior sister's tone soften?

Although compared to others, the senior sister's words just now were still icy cold, compared to the previous senior sister, there was a clear difference.

"You're welcome. Mengmeng said that outside, you always take care of her, and when she returns, she often boasts about you to me."

"This Mengmeng child has no opinions of her own, kind-hearted but timid; when she first proposed leaving the secret realm, I've never been at ease."

"Fortunately, the moment she stepped out, she met you; otherwise, I truly feared she'd be deceived by bad people."

Lu Yang said with a smile: "Mengmeng sister is innocent and adorable—who wouldn't like her? Even those scoundrels wouldn't bear to deceive Mengmeng sister."

Yun Mengmeng listened on the side, giggling away.

"Being Xiao Zhi's junior disciple isn't easy, is it?"

Pfft—

Lu Yang, who was drinking peach blossom tea, spat it out directly—how did this topic suddenly come up?

"What's wrong?" The old woman was slightly surprised—why such a big reaction?

Lu Yang waved his hands repeatedly: "Nothing, nothing—my throat was scalded by the tea, I drank too hastily."

Seeing this, Yun Mengmeng hurried over to fetch a handkerchief to wipe Lu Yang's mouth and gently patted his back.

"Xiao Zhi—pah, the senior sister usually looks after me well, has saved me several times; I'm grateful to the senior sister, but I can't express it enough."

Everyone here calls the senior sister "Xiao Zhi," which nearly got Lu Yang dragged into a ditch.

Seeing Lu Yang was fine, the old woman continued: "Xiao Zhi has been different from others since childhood—she couldn't play with others; while others threw sandbags, she read books; while others climbed trees, she read books; only this Mengmeng child played with her often, Mengmeng exhausted herself pushing her up a tree, and even sitting in the tree, she still read books."

"Xiao Zhi isn't devoid of feelings; she just isn't good at expressing them, keeps things bottled up, insists on handling everything alone, not wanting others to worry."

"Yes." Lu Yang nodded in agreement. The senior sister is good in every way, except she won't speak—she won't even mention such a major matter as joining the Dao, insisting on resolving it alone.

Lu Yang was nodding halfway when he suddenly felt a dangerous gaze fall upon him, making his hairs stand on end.

Only a few people were present; considering the topic being discussed, the source of this feeling was obvious.

The old woman, unaware of Yun Zhi's small gesture, continued: "Having someone as down-to-earth as you as her junior disciple, helping her share the burden, puts my mind at ease."

"Grandma, let's eat." Yun Zhi sat quietly aside, offering a kind reminder.

The old woman slapped her forehead: "Oh right, I've been rambling on and on, just letting you drink a bellyful of tea—come, let's go eat."

"Alright, Second Chief, let's go eat." Yun Mengmeng cheerfully pulled Lu Yang toward the heart of the Peach Blossom Secret Realm.

Lu Yang is the first visitor to the Peach Blossom Secret Realm in nearly a thousand years; the old woman had long instructed the clansmen to prepare the meal, and by the time they chatted, the food was almost ready.

The giant peach tree resembled a cloud canopy, occupying the central area of the Peach Blossom Secret Realm, forming a cool shade.

The Yun clansmen moved tables, laid out dishes, and poured fruit juice and wine; Lu Yang had only just approached when he caught a fragrant aroma, so potent it even caused an imperceptible rise in his cultivation.

Now he is truly in the late stage of Tribulation Crossing, with an astonishing demand for spiritual energy—just smelling it increases his cultivation; one can imagine how extraordinary this fragrance is.

"No wonder everyone here is a cultivator." Lu Yang had long noticed that all the Yun clansmen were cultivators, and their cultivation levels were not low.

Living in such a strange place, low cultivation would be strange.

Lu Yang followed the fragrance and saw it was this most conspicuous peach tree emitting it.

Lu Yang had never seen such a thick peach tree; claiming it was hundreds of thousands of years old, he would believe it; the only thing comparable in scale to this tree is the true form of the Eternal Immortal, that building wood buried beneath the Wuxing Sect.

One plump, juicy peach after another hung on the branches, bending them; the Yun clansmen resembled fairies, flying in the air with their robes fluttering.

They used jade ruyi to knock down the peaches, caught them in bamboo baskets, and arranged them on the banquet table as today's main dish.

The Yun clansmen noticed Lu Yang's arrival and, while working, kept glancing hard in his direction.

Everyone took their seats; here there is no hierarchy of status, seating is casual, and the food is the same for all.

"Try it—this peach is unique to our secret realm, unavailable outside; I don't know if Xiao Zhi and Mengmeng have let you taste it."

Lu Yang wore a strange expression—he had certainly tasted it; anyone who sees this peach once never forgets it; isn't this precisely the immortal peach fruit of the Heaven-Earth Spiritual Root? It can harden and extend lifespan; during the Imperial City War, it was used precisely with this immortal peach to save Xia Di, tricking Guan Shanhai into coming out.

Later, it was discovered that Xia Di was feigning illness, so eating the immortal peach was unnecessary; on the way back, he and the senior sister split the immortal peach, even letting the Eternal Immortal stare greedily from the side.

No typo, no omission, no error, no missing character, no extra character—look closely!

But the problem is, the senior sister said she obtained this immortal peach by chance—pick one immortal peach, and the Heaven-Earth Spiritual Root runs away.

How did this Heaven-Earth Spiritual Root end up growing properly in the senior sister's hometown?

Lu Yang stole a glance at the senior sister, wanting to observe her reaction; Yun Zhi was chatting with Yun Mengmeng, noticed Lu Yang's gaze, tilted her head and said: "Junior brother, what are you staring at me for? Eat."

For some reason, Lu Yang always felt today's senior sister was somehow different.

There was a sense of struggling to appear as usual as before.

The Yun clansmen have occupied the Peach Blossom Secret Realm for 100,000 years, long having researched peach-eating methods to perfection; the banquet also featured delicacies brought by Yun Zhi from the Gourmet Planet, elevating the Peach Blossom Feast to a higher level; Lu Yang ate to his heart's content.

From time to time, the Eternal Immortal possessed Lu Yang, savoring the food and praising it endlessly.

Moreover, the Yun clanswomen, whose faces rival heavenly immortals, began dancing mid-meal, their postures graceful, beauty beyond description.

Rather than saying they danced for Lu Yang, it's more accurate to say they simply enjoy dancing.

Yun Mengmeng watched, her hands itching, then went up and danced a segment, drawing rounds of applause, the atmosphere joyful.

"Immortal, aren't you curious why the senior sister claims she doesn't know where the Heaven-Earth Spiritual Root is?" Lu Yang asked secretly in his mental space.

"Ah, don't think too much." The Eternal Immortal waved her hand, appearing especially understanding now: "Yun Stupid Girl must have her reasons for doing this; we should understand her."

"Huh?" Lu Yang was completely baffled—wasn't the immortal's curiosity usually high? What's going on today?

"Immortal, leave me some." Lu Yang saw the Eternal Immortal in high spirits, about to sweep the table clean of food.

As the banquet neared its end, Lu Yang leaned close to the old woman and asked the doubt he'd had since entering the secret realm.

"Grandma, why are all the people in our secret realm women?"

(End of Chapter)