Chapter 1480 - 800: Ascension (Double Part 3)

"You're back?" Yin Weiyin raised her eyes, asking casually.

"Yeah." Chen Yi responded, walked to the other side of the stone table, sat down, and naturally reached out to test the teapot's temperature; the water was already slightly cool. He didn't mind, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it all in one go.

Yin Weiyin looked at him, didn't ask where he went or what he discovered, seemingly indifferent to his actions, yet perhaps already aware of them.

Chen Yi put down the teacup and finally took the initiative to say, "I went out today and inquired about some things. I'll tell you what you like to hear."

He then roughly reiterated the matters heard from Iron Abacus. When he mentioned the news of the Sect Leader of Liuyun Palace preparing for ascension, Yin Weiyin's eyes flickered slightly.

Ascension.

These two words carry immense weight for cultivators of the world. It signifies breaking free from mortal flesh constraints, transcending worldly bondage, soaring through mist and rainbow, metamorphosing into immortality—a state that countless Taoist disciples have pursued with relentless dedication over centuries, an ultimate realm.

Even for someone like Yin Weiyin, the Taichua Goddess who practices with a tranquil heart and without desire for fame, hearing that a fellow cultivator has reached such a realm inevitably stirs ripples within her heart.

Looking at Chen Yi's calm narration, a sudden thought struck Yin Weiyin's mind.

Her gaze flowed; though Chen Yi is now willing to dual cultivate, he's still ambiguous about ascension to immortality, with a hint of resistance.

The ascension ceremony at Liuyun Palace... February fifth... widely invites monks and Taoists, surely a grand occasion. Then there will undoubtedly be phenomena like riding rainbows, flying celestial cranes, blooming celestial flowers, golden lotus emerging from the earth—the spectacle surely magnificent.

Why not... bring him to witness it together?

Perhaps, seeing such a "grand scene" firsthand and experiencing that atmosphere of direct transcendence might slightly dissolve that inexplicable resistance in his heart...

This thought emerged stealthily and settled quietly. Yin Weiyin's expression remained calm and unchanged, waiting until Chen Yi roughly finished recounting today's inquiries, restoring tranquility to the courtyard, with only the faint sound of bamboo leaves stirred by the evening breeze.

She raised her eyes, looking at Chen Yi, and slowly spoke:

"The ascension ceremony at Liuyun Palace... sounds like a rare event."

She paused, carefully choosing her words before continuing, "Since we're both in Chang'an, and it coincides with the timing. Would you like to... go see it?"

In the twilight, Chen Yi looked at Yin Weiyin's face, still stunningly clear in the dim light, even without much expression, yet instantly understanding his Great Yin's intentions.

His expression turned playful.

But before he could speak, Yin Weiyin, perhaps with a sudden inspiration, said, "If you take me to see it, then the birthday gift... you won't need to worry about it, just consider it as my gift."

Chen Yi was silent for a moment; his Great Yin, truly has a keen mind to let him see the ascension.

But it did save some trouble.

"It's not impossible."

"Hmm, I knew you would agree."

"Oh?" Chen Yi responded playfully; he never liked women openly manipulating him like this.

The female crown took a sip of light tea, masking the slight panic in her eyes, and said, "Don't go back on your words, if you do, I'll just tell Tingxue..."

"No need to mention her... alone with you, have I ever broken my word?" Chen Yi frowned slightly; how could this Little Fox's name be used to pressure him?

"I know you keep your word. Tonight... shall we dual cultivate?"

"No cultivation."

"Then never mind, I'll meditate alone, which is also cultivating."

Putting down the teacup, the female crown slowly stood up, inwardly sighing at his stubbornness; as a Jade Girl, she shouldn't spoil the Golden Boy like this.

Chen Yi restrained his gaze, watching her figure blend into the hall.

His Great Yin, was she secretly competing with him?