Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 760 - 266. The Journey Home (5.6K words - Subscribe)
Chapter 760: 266. The Journey Home (5.6K words – Subscribe)
A few days later…
A Void Ship re-entered the starry sky.
Apart from Ning Yunmiao, there were four passengers aboard: Song Yan, Han Weizi, Han Lingzi, and Xiao Bing.
Xiao Hanshan and Hua Xianggu did not come along.
They are Ghost Cultivators.
Ghost Cultivators going to the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace was no different than seeking trouble.
Thus, they lingered in the Western Nether Realm, awaiting the arrival of the Bai Family from the Cyan Nether Merchant Association.
The Bai Family, that was their true destination.
…
At this moment, Han Weizi and Han Lingzi were leaning on Song Yan’s sides, one on the left, one on the right, curiously watching him. Their faces were filled with a strong desire for knowledge. By now, they were certainly eager to know exactly who their man was.
Song Yan didn’t speak, but rather, Ning Yunmiao stepped forward and directly revealed, “He is Song Yan.”
As the two characters dropped, the Han sisters showed immense astonishment.
Even in remote places, they had heard the tales of the prodigy from the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace, yet…while they were living with their lord, that prodigy was still out there slaying demons. The timing didn’t add up at all.
Ning Yunmiao added, “He is the true Song Yan, he just left his name at the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace before departing.”
Han Weizi pondered briefly, understanding roughly, and a strange emotion arose in her heart. She secretly thought, ’So the lord isn’t really an old monster, does that mean it’s just a small horse pulling a big cart?’
She then felt a bit melancholic, realizing that with the lord’s return, it would no longer be possible to stay as close and intimate as they had been in the Western Nether Realm.
Just Ning Yunmiao alone seemed to weigh more in the lord’s heart than she did. She was merely a woman the lord dallied with while frolicking outside, a source of physical pleasure. But the lord had his own life, and she and Xiao Lingdang were just accidents.
Perhaps, after reaching their destination this time, she would have to part ways with the lord…
The lord wielded formidable power and had a strong background. It was like an imperial family member hiding their identity for a low-key visit to the mortal world. She and Xiao Lingdang were merely two women caught up in royal whims and desires for fresh stimulation.
Understanding the cause and effect, Han Weizi gently exhaled, curbing her melancholic mood. A faint yet bittersweet smile arose in her heart: ’This should be the last journey with the lord.’
She turned her head to glance at Han Lingzi, not far away.
As their eyes met, they saw each other’s thoughts and understood that both were aware of their situation.
Han Weizi felt saddened, and in Han Lingzi’s downturned eyes, there was even a hint of tears glistening.
In the starry sky, starlight rolled like dust.
The Void Ship sailed through the wind and waves.
An Immortal Crane soared, slicing through the space.
The Western Nether Realm grew increasingly distant.
Song Yan glanced at Han Weizi and Xiao Lingdang.
Suddenly, he embraced the two young ladies and looked at Ning Yunmiao, saying, “These are the Dao Companions of my junior brother, whom he cherishes dearly and already considers family. Henceforth, let them call you Senior Sister, alright?”
Han Weizi and Han Lingzi were taken aback, warmth blooming in their hearts, desiring only to merge with their lord and bring him the utmost joy and happiness.
Ning Yunmiao scrutinized the two women.
Before she could speak, Song Yan continued to speak.
He hugged the gentle and tender beauty on the left, saying, “Han Weizi, she was with me through my lowest moments, always uplifting me whenever I was losing hope. Without her, I might have turned into a mindless madman.”
Then he hugged the spirited young lady on the right, saying, “Han Lingzi, when I was chased by the Mad Saint and almost at a dead end, she entrusted me with her Profound Charm Body. No matter my desire thereafter, she supported and understood.”
With his words, Ning Yunmiao’s gaze towards the two women grew more respectful.
The pure-hearted Righteous Dao Female Cultivator turned to Han Lingzi, saying, “As the Dao Companion of my junior brother, you should know to encourage the good and advise against the evil. Otherwise, without restraint, one might eventually fall into the Demon Dao.”
Han Lingzi inwardly disagreed, feeling that the lord could do whatever he wished, be it good or evil, but externally, she dared not go against Ning Yunmiao’s will and respectfully replied, “Yes.”
Ning Yunmiao nodded and said, “Junior brother, come here for a moment.”
Only then did Song Yan let go of the two women. The three exchanged glances, and then Song Yan walked away. The two women watched him leave with eyes as gentle as a wife’s, filled with deep dependency, a world where only he existed, entrusting all their love.
Song Yan followed Ning Yunmiao to the higher cabin of the Void Ship and then halted his steps.
Ning Yunmiao didn’t continue discussing the two women’s affair but instead asked, “What should we do now?”
Since she witnessed Song Yan vanquish the Blood Demon and reach the same Realm Spirit Late Stage as her own, Ning Yunmiao had changed the way she viewed Song Yan, no longer taking decisions unilaterally and instead discussing matters with him.
Song Yan replied, “Ming Ruyin divulged too much information, and even the affair of the Blood River Saint is something even you didn’t know about. This suffices to show how deeply the Blood River Sect disciples have concealed themselves.
The Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace has Life Lamps. If Ming Ruyin died, her accomplices would certainly know immediately. Connect that with her reason for being here, and it’s easy to pinpoint the target.
If we return as usual, we’ll have to face endless schemes and pursuits from the Blood River Sect disciples in the future.”
Ning Yunmiao slightly smiled and said, “I actually think we should not only return as usual but do so in a high-profile manner, then expose the matter of Ming Ruyin, and root out those Blood River Sect disciples, eliminating the toxic presence from my Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.”
Upon hearing this, Song Yan merely closed his eyes slightly, envisioning the “storm of blood” that such actions would incite.
He and she would be at the center of the storm, surrounded by an environment where it’s impossible to distinguish friend from foe, facing continuous dangers.
