Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1367 - 1352: Obsession

Rumeng was hanging on one leg because her body was still pressed tightly against Song Yun’s body. So at this moment, Rumeng’s thigh was closely pressed against Song Yun’s thigh, and her calf was probably lifted to Song Yun’s knee. Since it was summer, Song Yun wore shorts, and Rumeng wore a short skirt, making it unavoidable for their bodies to make direct contact.

Song Yun remained firm in spirit. He glanced at Xiao Hui and Big Head, who were watching, and finally locked his gaze on Big Head.

"Big Head, come here, I’ll give you a chance to escort our beautiful Miss Rumeng home!"

"Me?"

Big Head pointed at himself in surprise.

"Yes, you. Her foot is twisted, she can’t walk!" Song Yun said.

"Forget it,"

Big Head observed Rumeng’s expression and said, "Song Yun, I don’t have as much charm as you do. She wants you to escort her!"

"Song Yun, it’s just a short distance. You... you can just support me while we walk, no need to go out of your way to send me home," Rumeng said.

"No worries, our Big Head here is a living Lei Feng." Song Yun grinned as he took a small step back, holding onto Rumeng with one hand and gesturing to Big Head.

Big Head walked over to Song Yun. Song Yun leaned in and whispered into Big Head’s ear, "I’ll give you a 50GB collection of Xiao Quan’s full album when we get back. You take her home!"

"Deal!"

Big Head’s eyes lit up, and he nodded.

Song Yun smiled slightly, pulled Big Head over, then grabbed Rumeng’s hand and placed it on Big Head’s shoulder. He stepped aside and said, "Rumeng, Big Head will take you home. Trust in our Big Head’s character. Alright, I have to go, it’s getting late. Goodnight and sweet dreams, dear."

After saying that, Song Yun signaled to Xiao Hui and quickly headed towards the dormitory building.

"Well then, shall we go?"

Big Head looked shyly at Rumeng, as if he could already see that 50GB collection of Xiao Quan.

Rumeng looked at Big Head with a bit of disdain and just leaned on Big Head, saying lightly, "Thank you."

"It’s nothing, really." Big Head said as he walked, "For 50GB."

"That woman’s not bad-looking. Even if she’s been with Xuan Yuanyi, it’s okay to occasionally have a bit of fun." Xiao Hui said.

"I’m a man with a woman, I’m faithful, you know!" Song Yun boasted.

"Alright, I pity you!"

Ten minutes after Song Yun returned to the dorm, Big Head came back. As promised, Song Yun gave him the long-treasured 50GB collection of Xiao Quan, and Big Head went off happily to download it, resulting in Xiao Hui getting disconnected and cursing up a storm.

The dormitory was bustling with life.

The next morning, when Song Yun woke up and was about to go to class, he unexpectedly ran into Rumeng downstairs.

Rumeng was holding a crutch and a lunch box in her hand. When she saw Song Yun come down, she handed the lunch box to him and said, "This is breakfast I bought for you. Thank you for what happened last night. Eat it and get to class."

After saying this, Rumeng hobbled away on her crutch.

Song Yun inexplicably recalled a classic scene from his Uncle Benshan’s comedy sketch. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Take a few steps if there’s nothing wrong..."

Song Yun smiled helplessly, handed the lunch box to Big Head beside him, and went straight to class.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

"Oh, sorry, sorry!"

Rumeng blushed and said to the man she’d bumped into, "Wenxi, I’m really sorry, my foot is inconvenient."

"No problem."

Shi Wenxi glanced at the valley between Rumeng’s leopard print bodysuit and smiled, "How did you twist your foot?"

Kunlun Mountain.

It is a magnificent and majestic mountain range located in the western part of Shen Zhou.

In the towering peaks of Kunlun Mountain, many beautiful myths have circulated, such as this and that, and more like this and that.

Kunlun Mountain could almost be considered Shen Zhou’s sacred mountain, and on Kunlun Mountain, there are still things passed down from ancient times to the present.

For example, Quanzhen Taoism.

Of course, these are things that the world can see.

Many people don’t know that within the majestic Kunlun Mountain, there are also families and sects hidden that wish not to be tainted with the mundane world.

Back in the Kunlun Sect’s rear mountain.

A woman in white clothes was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed on top of a giant rock.

The Kunlun Mountain is windy all year round.

The gusts of strong wind blew against the woman, but they did not messily scatter her hair and clothes.

The woman’s clothing only fluttered slightly.

The whole person seemed to have merged with everything around her.

So natural, harmonious.

At this moment.

A white-haired woman, who appeared quite elderly, walked up behind the woman in white.

The white-haired woman just stood there, and it seemed as if the surrounding wind had stopped entirely.

The woman in white opened her eyes.

"Qingluan, you have too many attachments in your heart."

The white-haired woman had one hand resting behind her back, with an ancient sword slightly affixed to her back.

"Indeed."

The woman in white, Qingluan, nodded calmly, looking towards the horizon.

"Too many attachments, they distract your focus."

The white-haired woman said, "If you wish to progress further and step into legend, there are things you must discard... a person’s energy is limited."

"Qingluan doesn’t want to."

Qingluan shook her head.

"If you had enough time, you could also step into legend. But I remember when you first arrived, you told me you wanted to enter legend as quickly as possible, so... this is my advice to you. Since you are the Holy Daughter, as the Supreme Elder, I also hope you can stay here. However, you... are very much like my disciple."

"Ye... Yinyin, right?"

Qingluan asked with a smile.

"Yinyin, that child, shares your talent, is as hardworking as you are, and has a perceptive disposition." The white-haired woman smiled and said, "However, she too is distracted. Her mind is all on that research of hers, so she can’t enter legend, at least not in the next decade. And you, if you can’t put aside those distractions, the attachments in your heart, then you too won’t enter legend for at least ten years."

"Legend..."

Qingluan’s eyes finally showed a hint of seriousness.

In her mind, she saw the man who she knew from their first meeting would be the one for the rest of her life.

Qingluan, the Kunlun Saintess, such an exceptional person. Countless men admire her, including many outstanding individuals. So why would someone like a Fairy be so devoted to Song Yun?

Many people do not know the answer to this question, and even Qingluan does not know the answer.

But Qingluan just knows that after smelling Song Yun’s scent that day, she felt as if she had transformed into her own sister, and then... there was an inexplicable feeling of love and closeness.

Qingluan wanted to help Song Yun reach the pinnacle of the world, but there are too many powerful figures in this world. Let alone the Kunpeng, even those in the top five of the War God List are beyond current Qingluan’s reach. That being the case, how can Qingluan claim to help Song Yun?

"Having obsessions in your heart is good."