Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1392 - 885: Traveling with Xiao An (Part 2)
Baili An’s expression froze.
Yin Baishuang frowned and bit her lip, gently pushing away Baili An’s chest, panting softly: "The main deity worshipped by Tianxi Sword Sect is the Qilin, Taixuan Sect worships the Phoenix, but Cangwu Palace worships the Ying Dragon.
When I saw the two red dot marks on Xiao An’s arm, I knew you were treated as the master by Ying Dragon.
Although the power cannot be shared between the master and spirit beast, their souls are different yet born together, closely connected.
Xiao An himself didn’t notice, but I, practicing the Guya Ten Hidden Techniques, could sense the Divine Breath of Ying Dragon hidden within you. By dual cultivation with you, the cultivation technique can further evolve, and reach perfection."
As she spoke, she smiled radiantly, her fingertips holding a white piece, which instantly transformed into a young White Dragon, soaring and fluctuating: "It used to be very strenuous for me to use all three hundred sixty-one black and white dual pieces.
But now my spiritual power can integrate seamlessly with Moqi Hall, and with the movement of my heart, I can break even the space of Nine Burn Valley. Just this ability alone makes my control power in Moqi Hall much better than Cheng Pan, the Hall Master."
Baili An cried and laughed: "Oh, you! Why didn’t you tell me this ordeal could be overcome earlier, making me worry for nothing?"
Yin Baishuang glanced at him: "If I told you earlier, you wouldn’t have been able to dedicate yourself to being with me."
Her small hand restlessly touched Baili An’s waist, laughing: "See, at that time you thought both you and I would die there, but your waist twisted without any reservation, and more importantly, in the last moments being with me, your mind was pure, without thoughts of anyone else."
Baili An stepped forward, holding her: "Even if it’s not the last moment, when I’m holding you, I only think of you."
The misty smoke and rain at night melted into the girl’s apricot blossom-like eyes, half fleeting flower color, as the lanterns began to light up, she pushed Baili An lightly, gently toppled downwards, while the wind on the city blew fiercely, causing their hair to wildly dance.
"Xiao An, do you remember our original promise? Cultivate well, next year let’s venture into the mortal world together, suppress demons, see all the mountains and rivers of the world, this is the nation protected by our Cangwu Palace, the capital Xiangling."
High buildings and stone towers, unbearably cold, this stone tower is the place of worship when the nation offered sacrifices to Cangwu Palace.
Usually forbidden to ascend, yet now besides the entangled two, there were no others.
From this high place, overlooking the intertwined capital streets and alleys, the cold wind pulled, myriad lights lit up, distant mountains floated within the sea of clouds, stars and lamplight reflected together, pine waves echoed like a sea, myriad sounds and silence.
Crazed for two hundred years, reunites with an old beloved, yet unable to regain a bit of calmness, actions became increasingly frenetic and obsessed.
She thoroughly indulged in her young love, hungry for his body, but still remembered his former dreams and desires.
She buried the past hopes and darkness, praying for the once-shattered, now patched, beautiful yearning.
She took him across the Four Seas and Eight Desolates, leaving marks of their visit in the ten sacred places of the world, defying conventions.
That night, that red-clothed crazy madwoman for a hundred years, became drunk.
Baili An indulged her completely, pampered her, even accompanying her to the place of heartache, the East Hedge cottage.
He also followed her into the Young Palace Master’s inner chamber in Cangwu, making the daring young Palace Master endure several rounds of water and fire.
In this matter, Baili An cared deeply for the woman’s body, yet this time, he accompanied her completely recklessly, allowing himself to go crazy with her once.
Clouds receded, rain ceased, both breathing hard to settle, lying together on a soft jade couch.
For the first time, Baili An lay with no ceremony, sprawling on the couch, arm as a pillow for his beloved’s head.
Moyang Han Zhi scattered beneath the couch, faint candlelight burning within, footsteps and voices echoed from the porch outside.
"The candlelight inside is lit, could it be that the Young Palace Master has returned?"
Yin Baishuang was well aware of Moqi Hall’s power, it wasn’t unusual for her not to use the front door to return to her room, for the disciples in the mountain, it was already common.
This time, though, Yin Baishuang had gone to Central Netherworld, being sought by Ying Xiu, and Yin Dufeng had been uneasy these few days.
Upon hearing his precious daughter returned, he quickly rushed to the door, hesitated for a moment, then knocked with a humble smile: "Hehe, daughter, are you back home exhausted?"
Baili An’s body tightened instantly, listening to that rough voice, strangely gentle, he shuddered deeply, almost jumping off the bed.
Yin Baishuang teased: "Look at your lack of composure."
Baili An murmured twice, nudged her with his head, saying: "Speaking of, I had once formed a brotherhood with your father, according to seniority, you should call me uncle."
"Ah, then as a junior, it’s truly outrageous, ate uncle inside and out quite thoroughly."
Outside the door, Yin Dufeng’s voice sounded again: "Dear daughter, what do you mean ate thoroughly? Are you hungry, what do you want to eat? Daddy will get it for you now."
Three years ago, the incident at Tianxi Sword Sect deeply hurt his precious daughter, more than those past two hundred years, she felt even more like a lunatic.
Yin Dufeng behaved with extreme caution in front of his daughter, fearing one careless mistake might trigger her, making her lose hope and follow the wrongdoer that caused pain. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
Whatever the daughter wanted, Yin Dufeng responded without fail, wishing he could pluck stars and the moon for her.
