The Arch-Enemy Must Not Become a Wife-Chapter 37: Cloud-Born Sea Tower

Chu Xuan had originally been confused, but suddenly he became nervous. Could it be that the secret of the Six Souls Banner had been discovered?

After all, the only special things about him now were a wisp of Immortal Qi and the Six Souls Banner. It’s not like she could figure out he was a Transmigrator, right?

The more Chu Xuan thought about it, the more worried he became. He quickly shook off Jiang Yiyi’s soft, boneless little hand.

"Jiang Ancestor, men and women should not touch each other," he found an excuse and said tactfully.

Jiang Yiyi paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and giggled, "Are you embarrassed?"

In short, Chu Xuan chatted casually with this self-proclaimed Immortal girl in the Ancestral Hall.

As long as he could accurately grasp the other person’s character, it was easy to handle her. With just a few words, Chu Xuan made her float on cloud nine with compliments.

However, he summarized: Idiotic, willful, arrogant, loves to flaunt her Immortal status, very gullible.

Why does it feel like a certain dumb goddess?

...

Before long, Floating Cloud Master returned with a smile, faster than Chu Xuan had expected.

He guessed that many elders couldn’t stand this carefree Ancestor and were eager to be relieved of the duty of taking turns watching over her.

Sure enough, as soon as Floating Cloud Master arrived, he said, "Jiang Ancestor, from now on you are the 136th generation disciple of our sect, and you’re in the same generation as Chu Xuan."

Jiang Yiyi was somewhat dissatisfied with this, "Does that mean I have to call you Master in the future?"

Floating Cloud Master shook his head, "Your master, in name, was my late senior brother. Unfortunately, my senior brother passed away early and never took a disciple in life."

"Seeing your exceptional aptitude, I brought you back from my travels to the mountains, taking you as a disciple on behalf of my senior brother."

"Usually, you can call me Sect Leader or Uncle-Master. In reality, no one in the sect can teach you, we’re just putting on a show for outsiders."

Although Jiang Yiyi was somewhat unwilling, she reluctantly agreed for the sake of her freedom.

"Additionally, you have to change your name, you can’t be called Jiang Yiyi anymore. How about Li Xue’er?"

"No way! That name sounds awful." Jiang Yiyi showed great resistance.

"I’d rather use my original name, at most, at most I’ll change one character." That was a big concession she made for the sect she loved.

Chu Xuan shook his head, "No need to change it, her persona is that of someone with hysteria. I don’t quite believe she can control her mouth."

"Just call her Yiyi, otherwise I fear she’ll eventually spill the beans."

Although Floating Cloud Master didn’t quite understand the term "persona," he grasped his disciple’s meaning:

The more outrageous Jiang Yiyi acted, the less people would believe her; the more secretive and inconsistent she was, the more suspicious people would become of her.

So he reluctantly said, "Let’s keep it as is."

"Yay! Freedom~" Jiang Yiyi immediately raised her hands high and ran out excitedly.

Floating Cloud Master hastily instructed Chu Xuan to keep an eye on her in the future, then quickly chased after her.

Chu Xuan chuckled silently; it’s quite a headache for the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace to randomly have such a playful ancestor.

...

After leaving the Ancestral Hall and walking out of the no-fly zone, Chu Xuan took out a Magical Artifact flying sword, cautiously attempting Sword Flight.

His body was very weak now, and flight was actually a risky way to travel, but the sect’s Scripture Repository was in the sky, he really couldn’t go up without flying.

Relying on precise control, Chu Xuan cautiously output Magical Power, and finally, he slowly rose into the air.

The Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace is situated in a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land known as "Miniature Tranquil Sky," encompassing three thousand miles, with Spiritual Qi abundantly full.

Speaking of which, this was Chu Xuan’s first time looking down at the mountain gate from a high place, what met his eyes was a scene of serene yet majestic mountains.

The mountain ranges stretched endlessly here, filled with natural beauty, condensed with the essence of the sun and moon, gathering the earth’s energy from all directions, serving as the hinge of heaven and earth, the axle of yin and yang; indeed, wrought by wondrous creation.

The Cyan Lotus main peak is situated in the heart of the Grotto Heaven, with a marvelous mountain shape, shrouded in clouds and mist, appearing mysterious.

Surrounded by six peaks standing guard like a city fortress, mutually protective.

The peaks are capped with Spirit Palace Secret Mansion, pill towers, Jade Pool and Emerald Marsh; the halls and pavilions do not boast glazed tiles and purple gold eaves to flaunt grandiosity, but rather green tiles for roofs, white jade for railings, green stone for paths, capturing an ancient essence.

Chu Xuan nodded in secret seeing this, shortly after, he intruded into a cloud sea.

In the distance, he could see a seven-tiered building sitting amidst the clouds, with an ancient design, seemingly real and illusory, known as the famed Cloud-Born Sea Tower of the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace.

Essentially, this was already a special secret realm, if outsiders intruded, they would inevitably be trapped between the clouds, only seeing a mirage from afar, never able to reach it.

Chu Xuan was a Daoist Palace disciple and had the Sect Leader’s jade token, so naturally, he could pass without hindrance.

The Cloud-Born Sea Tower serves both as the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace’s Scripture Repository and a powerful Celestial Tier treasure, with eminent people stationed inside at all times, typically Supreme Elders or senior elders.

Although there’s no division between inner and outer disciples in the Daoist Palace, the usual hierarchy isn’t very different from ordinary sects:

Sect Leader, Supreme Elder, True Master, Elder (Guardian, Enforcer, Instructor, etc.), Steward, Disciple, servant (fire worker, cleaning, etc.).

Unlike elsewhere, even mortal servants here can cultivate, though without the guidance of a master.

If servants perform well, they have the opportunity to be promoted to disciples; when sect elders give sermons, if they’re off duty, they can listen in, making it quite welcoming.

According to Floating Cloud Master earlier, the elder on duty in the Scripture Repository today should be his Senior Uncle.

Chu Xuan had just stepped into the cloud tower when he saw a middle-aged scholar holding a book, walking around reading:

"The human heart is perilous, the Dao heart is subtle, only with precision and unity, can we steadfastly uphold the center."

Chu Xuan was a bit surprised, he looked around, the first floor of the tower was empty, with no bookshelves or others present, only this "Confucian scholar" reading aloud.

He wondered if he had come to the wrong place, yet dared not confirm whether the person in front of him was indeed the Sect Leader’s Senior Uncle?

Chu Xuan was just about to pay his respects when the scholar looked up at him, his eyes shining brightly.

"Come now, the four sentences I just recited, which book are they from and what is their specific interpretation?"

Chu Xuan summoned up his courage to recall before saying, "They should be from ’The Book of Documents.’"

"It means: The human heart is turbulent and restless, the Dao heart is mysterious and hard to discern, only through sincere dedication and unity can one sincerely practice the middle path."

The scholar was delighted with this answer and immediately stepped forward, warmly grasping Chu Xuan’s hands.

"Good! Good, it’s rare in our Dao sect to find someone who knows the sixteen characters of wisdom passed down by sages. Where did you learn these?"

Chu Xuan inwardly thought, lucky you said such a classic phrase that a teacher once taught us, otherwise if you randomly pulled some obscure line from a corner, I’d have no idea how to interpret it.

"I heard this sentence from village elders when I was young, so I have some impression of it, purely accidental."

Having transmigrated here for years, he discovered the world’s myths, legends, classics, and writings had certain similarities to those on Earth, yet not everything corresponded, with an overall ancient resemblance trend, such as the creation of heaven and earth by Pangu, almost identical.