"Ruins Country?"
Chen Ye slightly raised an eyebrow.
This term had been appearing more frequently lately.
The heir of the Li Family hailed from the Ruins Country, and now the daughter of the Lord of Hunyuan City was also connected to it?
Chen Ye pulled up the curtain, first allowing his disciple into his carriage, while he himself rode on the Yuntappin Horse, secretly transmitting his voice:
"Hunyuan City being under the rule of the Spirit Treasure, why would the daughter of the Lord of Hunyuan City go to the Ruins Country to cultivate?"
"This is a long story. The daughter of the Lord of Hunyuan City is named Gu Tangyin. More than a decade ago, a Golden Core True Man journeyed to the Yan Kingdom and inadvertently discovered her unique physique. Intrigued, he became intent on taking her as a disciple and took Gu Tangyin back to the Ruins Country. It is said that Gu Tangyin’s physique is not inferior to our sect’s Wall Resident Spiritual Body."
As Wang Fu spoke, he urged the steed beneath him, staying closely at Chen Ye’s side.
This man had a sturdy and solid build, yet his expression was extremely affable, his eyes narrowing into slits when he smiled, making him appear harmless and even somewhat naive.
In contrast, Chen Ye.
He was dressed in a pale moon-colored Taoist robe, with a green ribbon around his waist, his posture upright like a pine tree.
On the back of that extraordinary Yuntappin Horse, he held the reins with one hand, his long hair casually pinned up with a wooden hairpin, a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind across his sharply defined face.
Although there was no fierce aura emanating from him, he exuded a noble and otherworldly presence, drawing frequent glances from female cultivators on either side of the street, casting secretive looks his way.
"No wonder, so a Golden Core True Man discovered her unique physique... Since she went to the Ruins Country, it is indeed a great place for cultivation, with resources far beyond those of the Yan Kingdom."
Chen Ye kept looking straight ahead, still using his secret voice transmission to ask,
"With guidance from a Golden Core True Man, why did she suddenly return?"
"This is exactly the mystery."
Wang Fu cautiously glanced around, and despite the isolation of divine sense, instinctively lowered his body, conveying through voice,
"It’s said that the Golden Core True Man treated her very well. But half a year ago, Gu Tangyin suddenly returned to Hunyuan City alone. She claimed to long for her homeland and came back to visit her family."
"But upon her return, she vigorously involved herself in the affairs of the City Lord’s Mansion, particularly regarding the opening of the Luoxiao Grotto Heaven."
At this, Wang Fu gave a wry smile.
"Instructor Chen may not know, this Miss Gu is stunningly beautiful, but her temperament... is quite peculiar indeed. Once she took charge, she changed many rules, causing quite the discontent from the Spirit Treasure Sect, but considering her master’s reputation and the indulgence from the City Lord Gu Jun, the Spirit Treasure Sect had to accept it reluctantly."
Compared to the other sects, the Spirit Treasure Sect’s overall strength is the weakest; otherwise, they wouldn’t allow the Luoxiao Grotto Heaven under their control to be divided among the Five Sects.
Within the sect, there’s only one Golden Core True Man.
And the Lord of Hunyuan City, a Fake Pill cultivator, is second to none within the Spirit Treasure Sect.
With his backing, combined with her Ruins Country background, this Miss Gu practically holds absolute power.
"What about her cultivation?" Chen Ye asked.
"Unfathomable."
Wang Fu put away his smile, his expression growing serious,
"Half a month ago, a disciple from the Medicine King Valley, with middle period Foundation Establishment cultivation, caused a disturbance at the city gate due to dissatisfaction with her rules. In the end... Gu Tangyin lashed them a hundred feet away with a single whip, even breaking their sword."
"That lash was faintly accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder. At least, it’s the means of a late period Foundation Establishment!"
Late period Foundation Establishment?
Since Qingzhi’s successful refining, Chen Ye was no longer afraid of ordinary late period Foundation Establishment cultivators.
What concerned him now was Gu Tangyin’s background.
Chen Ye nodded slightly, asking no further.
However, in his heart, he had already placed Gu Tangyin’s name on the list of key concerns.
Ruins Country return, mysterious Spirit Body, late period Foundation Establishment, perhaps even connected to the heir of the Li Family...
This city lord’s daughter embodied trouble through and through.
"We’ve arrived."
At this moment, Wang Fu restrained the reins, pointing at the elegant courtyard shrouded in spiritual mist and ancient trees ahead,
"Instructor, this is the Listening Wind Pavilion. I have ordered for the finest spiritual dishes to be prepared, along with..."
He gave Chen Ye a knowing look,
"Several jars of aged Drunken Immortal Brew, rare treasures I’ve kept for years, especially as a tribute to the instructor."
Chen Ye dismounted with fluid grace, handing the reins to an approaching servant.
He patted Wang Fu’s broad shoulder, smiling:
"You’ve been thoughtful. Come, let’s have a look inside."
Chen Ye lifted the hem of his robe, stepped over the vermilion threshold carved with auspicious beasts and kila.
Wang Fu quickly followed, lowering his voice, "Instructor, I’ve specially arranged the main hall of this Listening Wind Pavilion. The Drunken Immortal Brew paired with... ahem, in short, it will certainly satisfy you, enough to wash away the dust of your journey."
Chen Ye, thinking he had prepared some rare spiritual dishes or elegant silk and bamboo music, led the grand procession of disciples into the main hall without further thought.
As soon as they rounded the screen painted with the scene of court ladies in a spring outing,
The rich fragrance of cosmetics, mingled with the ambiguous scent of warmth, wafted over them.
"Oh~ Is this Senior Chen?"
"What a handsome gentleman~"
In the spacious and luxurious main hall, the floor was covered with thick red velvet carpets.
And in the center.
Over a dozen female cultivators dressed in light veils, their skin fair as snow, were dancing gracefully.
The light veils, as thin as a cicada’s wing, revealed tantalizing glimpses of their figures as they danced, the expanses of ivory skin dazzling to the eyes.
Seeing Chen Ye enter, the most attractive female cultivator halted her dance steps, stepping forward with lotus-like strides to meet him.
Moreover, in the corners, two half-veiled women holding pipa, strummed out enchanting melodies that seeped into their bones, rendering them utterly relaxed and boneless.