Seeing his subordinates leave to carry out their orders, Fen Tian calmed down a little. He subconsciously touched his waist and realized that there should have been a storage bag tied to it, but it was now in Nan Xun's hands.
If the storage bag only contained rare treasures, that would be fine, but unfortunately, there was also something deadly inside.
For some unknown reason, a flicker of fear flashed in Fen Tian's eyes, and his hand gripping the sword hilt trembled. He turned to look at the fog-shrouded cliff, gritted his teeth, and then leaped off.
...
Qin Moyu and his group arrived just as the secret realm was about to open. Unfortunately, the front of the secret realm was occupied by powerful sects and families, so rogue cultivators like him could only wait at the back and wait for the people in front to go in before they could enter.
"Tsk." Qin Moyu looked at the group of people in front of her, each with their own unique style, and was very unhappy. She whispered to Shen Yebai, "Why should we have to give way to them when they arrive late?"
The warm voice reached Shen Yebai's ear, and Shen Yebai was momentarily stunned, but quickly regained his composure and leaned closer to say, "Because they are all famous sects and families in the Eastern Continent. No matter how powerful a rogue cultivator is, they cannot compare to them who have accumulated strength over many years."
"Is it really that powerful?" Qin Moyu recalled how Nan Xun single-handedly turned several major sects and families upside down in the novel, and she was extremely skeptical about this matter.
"The waters of Dongzhou are far deeper than you think. If Mo Yu is interested, I'll tell you about it another day." Shen Yebai said this slowly and deliberately, lowering his voice. In fact, with his cultivation level, he could easily transmit his voice, but he found it really interesting to talk to Qin Mo Yu like this.
Even Qin Moyu probably didn't realize that the faint blush rising from her ears had already completely revealed her unease.
"Okay." Qin Moyu turned his face away uncomfortably. Sometimes, he got so used to acting cute as a new Foundation Establishment cultivator that he forgot his true strength. He subconsciously leaned over to whisper something, but unexpectedly, Shen Yebai also leaned back. Uncomfortable with close contact with others, he couldn't help but blush.
Shen Yebai saw through it but didn't say anything. He simply smiled and took Qin Moyu's hand, saying, "Let's go, it's our turn."
Qin Moyu nodded and obediently let Shen Yebai lead her away.
This was also what Shen Yebai told him on the way, because it was Qin Moyu's first time entering the secret realm, and just in case, the two of them had to hold hands to go in so they wouldn't be separated.
As Qin Moyu walked in, he looked down at the two men's clasped hands and couldn't help but sigh: He had never even held a girl's hand in his two lifetimes, and could only enter the secret realm hand in hand with his brother. How tragic was that?
Oblivious to his own self-absorption and pathetic singleness, Qin Moyu completely failed to notice that none of the cultivators dressed in the same sect attire were holding hands as they entered...
When Qin Moyu stepped into the secret realm, she felt a momentary dizziness. When she came to her senses, she was in an unfamiliar forest, with Shen Yebai right next to her.
"It really works." Qin Moyu looked at Shen Yebai with surprise. Shen Yebai smiled and nodded, pointing to a lush plant not far away and said, "Moyu, look, isn't that Dragon West Grass?"
Qin Moyu looked in the direction Shen Yebai was pointing and her eyes lit up immediately.
Although Qin Moyu complained about his master's laissez-faire parenting style every day, the old Taoist priest wasn't really uninvolved. In addition to the essential cultivation techniques, he also enlightened Qin Moyu on alchemy skills. This time, he went out with the idea of finding more herbs to practice alchemy.
Longxi grass is among them.
Qin Moyu ran happily toward Longxi Grass, completely forgetting that he was supposed to let go. Shen Yebai was also "thoughtful" and didn't remind him. He just squatted down next to Qin Moyu when he ran in front of Longxi Grass.
Looking at the large plant of Longxi Grass, Qin Moyu realized that only a small portion at the top was usable for alchemy. While he was still worrying about what to do since he didn't have any scissors, Shen Yebai had already harvested it with his sword energy.
"Sword energy is so convenient," Qin Moyu couldn't help but exclaim as he put the Dragon West Grass into his pocket.
He once wanted to be a peerless swordsman, but after staring at the so-called "Enlightenment Stone" for an entire afternoon, he still couldn't see anything. Once, he even fell asleep. The old Taoist priest said, "Rotten wood cannot be carved," and stopped teaching Qin Moyu swordsmanship, instead teaching him various spells.
Unconvinced, Qin Moyu showed the thing to Shen Yebai. To his surprise, Shen Yebai not only understood it but also learned the new move, which infuriated Qin Moyu.
Although spells are very useful and cool, the premise is that Qin Moyu's current disguise is not that of a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the thing about precisely controlling spell energy does not exist.
"With me here, Mo Yu doesn't need to worry." Shen Yebai smiled gently. His appearance was not handsome, but only average and decent. However, he had a kind of noble and self-satisfied temperament. When he didn't smile, he couldn't hide his sharp sword aura. There was always a kind of coldness in his dark eyes. But when he smiled, he was exceptionally gentle. At least Qin Mo Yu still thought that Shen Yebai was a kind and easy-to-bully good person.
5. Chapter Five: Innocent Heart, Passerby Qin Moyu
Qin Moyu and Shen Yebai walked up the hillside, and Qin Moyu, in her excitement, wanted to pull the grass bare. Before they knew it, they had reached the top of the mountain.
Strangely enough, they walked for an hour without encountering a single person, or even a single monster.
Qin Moyu climbed to the top of the mountain with some doubts. What came into view was a large expanse of bright red crabapple blossoms in full bloom. The ground was covered with red petals of varying shades, soft and beautiful, as if she were in a sea of flowers.
Faced with such a beautiful view, Qin Moyu stopped and looked at Shen Yebai.
Shen Yebai frowned and remained silent for a while before shaking his head: "There's nothing there."
Only after receiving Shen Yebai's confirmation did Qin Moyu breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that he hadn't discovered anything, so it was probably just a scene naturally formed by the secret realm.
"Let's go take a look. It would be a shame to miss such a lush display of crabapple blossoms," Qin Moyu said with a smile.
Shen Yebai nodded.
The fiery red crabapple blossoms, when viewed from afar, resemble clusters of blooming fireworks. They sway gracefully in the breeze, displaying beauty in both stillness and movement.
In Shen Yebai's eyes, Qin Moyu's radiant smile was enough to make all the begonias pale in comparison.
Wine doesn't intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves. Scenery doesn't bewitch people; people bewitch themselves.
Shen Yebai plucked a petal that had fallen near Qin Moyu's ear. Today, Qin Moyu was dressed in white, simply adorned with a jade pendant. Her long, ink-black hair was simply tied up, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words.
Qin Moyu naturally looked at Shen Yebai because of his actions.
When those clear, bright eyes were fixed on Shen Yebai with all their heart, Shen Yebai could only hear the beating of his own heart like a drumbeat.
Qin Moyu's mouth opened and closed, but Shen Yebai heard nothing.
It took Shen Yebai a while to realize what Qin Moyu was talking about.
"...Ye Bai, do you still have any hair ties?"
Qin Moyu held the broken hairband in two, speechless, and waved her hand in front of Shen Yebai in confusion.
"have."