Chapter 929 - 439: Jade Dew, Controlling the Furnace

"Oh, Miss Hua, please calm your anger; this old man will lead the way, lead the way!"

Chen Ye feigned a state of fear and reverence, repeatedly bowing.

Seeing the old man know his place,

Hua Jingxin’s tense body finally relaxed a little.

Deep within the pitch-black Celestial Abyss, she had suddenly gotten separated from her brother and senior sister, how could her heart not be flustered?

She had always been pampered in Budu River, possessing the cultivation of Foundation Establishment Sixth-Layer.

If the old man before her did not cooperate, it would be nearly impossible for her to get out of here on her own.

Fortunately, this old creature is just a cowardly dog afraid of death.

As long as he’s afraid of dying, afraid of Huayue Mansion, afraid of her brother, she remains the lofty Fairy of Budu River.

"You know your place."

Hua Jingxin snorted coldly, lifting her snow-white chin, ordering,

"Why don’t you quickly release your Protective Spiritual Light to shield me from the wind? If I get chilled, when we meet my brother, it will be your fault!"

"Yes, yes, the old man obeys."

Chen Ye hunched his back, obediently raising a weak layer of gray Spiritual Light, shielding Hua Jingxin from the wind like a loyal servant.

Seeing this, Hua Jingxin let out a slightly satisfied hum.

Disgustedly glancing at her robe, blown around and revealing her skin, she quickly took out a Crimson Fox Cloak from the Storage Ring, wrapping her graceful body tightly.

It could not be entirely blamed on her arrogance.

Ever since the major upheaval in Celestial Abyss a few days ago, extremely sinister Evil Qi had surged up from the depths.

The winds at the bottom of the boundary are even more terrifying than when Chen Ye had come before.

Even though she’s a Foundation Establishment Sixth-Layer cultivator, relying solely on Spiritual Power to endure would soon lead to depletion, in less than a few two-hour periods.

Since there’s this expendable guide to exploit, she naturally stays behind to conserve her strength.

Chen Ye glanced at Hua Jingxin, wrapped in the Crimson Fox Cloak, only revealing her fair and pure face, secretly sneering in his heart.

This girl really is something strong on the outside, hollow at the core.

Even supporting the Spiritual Light was something she was too lazy to do herself.

What exactly is Budu River nurturing?

Mind you,

Hua Jingxin is young, already a Foundation Establishment Sixth-Layer; with such talent, she’s considered a top genius among the Five Sects of Yan Kingdom.

Her status in Budu River is likely not to be underestimated either.

Yet she is strong on the outside but hollow within, possessing cultivation in vain.

They hadn’t gone far.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Chen Ye suddenly coughed, deliberately dispersing a bit of Spiritual Power, causing a gap in the Protective Spiritual Light, letting in a bit of biting cold wind.

"You useless old fool! Didn’t you eat? The wind is coming in!"

Hua Jingxin shivered from the cold, goosebumps rising, she began to scold sharply, raising her slender white leg, kicking at the back of Chen Ye’s knee.

Chen Ye staggered accordingly, almost kneeling in the mud, turned around, face full of terror:

"Miss Hua, forgive me! This old man’s vital energy is depleted, the wind below the boundary is formed from Celestial Abyss Evil Qi, specifically eating away at the flesh and blood of living beings; this old man’s meager Spiritual Power truly... truly can’t hold out for much longer..."

"Useless old thing!"

Hua Jingxin wrapped tightly in the Crimson Fox Cloak, sneering,

"I don’t care whether you can hold out or not; I am not like Senior Sister He who can be reasoned with. If you make me annoyed, I’ll make sure you can’t hold out now! Just a cultivator in Early Period Foundation Establishment, where’s your courage to bargain with me."

Chen Ye shrank his body, trembling as he continuously bowed in the mud:

"Miss Hua, calm your anger! This old man doesn’t want to die, truly doesn’t want to die! This old man has a way... this old man has a way to drive away the cold for the fairy!"

He reached laboriously into the sleeve pocket of his tattered gray robe, slowly fumbling.

"Years ago, this old man stumbled upon a mysterious potion in the ruins on the outskirts of Celestial Abyss. This potion has an incredibly fragrant scent; whenever this old man is too cold to bear, a single whiff makes the blood surge..."

With that, Chen Ye shakily pulled out an exquisite jade bottle with a warm luster, offering it forward as if showing off.

"Get it away! You despicable cultivator, hiding a shabby potion, dare to offer it for my use?"

Hua Jingxin frowned in disgust, stepping back a half step within her Crimson Fox Cloak, face full of disdain,

"I’ll say this one last time, burn your dog life and keep the Spiritual Light up!"

But, Chen Ye did not heed her reprimand.

His back was hunched, his hands shaking, fingertips seemingly inadvertently flicked at the stopper of the jade bottle.

"Pop."

A light, barely audible sound, spread through the wailing wind.

The jade bottle was opened a half inch gap.

In an instant,

Wisps of peculiar fragrance began to spread.

This fragrance was very domineering.

Previously,

Even housed within a Magical Artifact, Chen Ye could faintly smell its aroma.

Especially now with the stopper opened?

The aroma was rich and sweet, seeming to penetrate into the Divine Soul.

For Chen Ye,

The scent was merely overwhelmingly strong,

But for Hua Jingxin, it seemed to be a different experience...

Originally full of disdain, ready to employ methods to torment Chen Ye, Hua Jingxin’s demeanor suddenly turned blank upon inhaling the scent.

The disdain left on her beautiful eyes became vacant.

Patches of abnormal blush, climbing from her fair neck, adorned her stunningly pure face.

"Strange..."

Chen Ye wondered in his heart.

Daoist Miaofang had initially only mentioned that it contained Heavenly Fragrance Jade Dew, without mentioning any peculiar effects.

He thought simply removing the stopper would let Hua Jingxin recognize it as a token of Budu River, nothing more.

Yet, unexpectedly,