1214: Chapter 1207: Thirty Years in the East of the River, Thirty Years in the West of the River 1214: Chapter 1207: Thirty Years in the East of the River, Thirty Years in the West of the River In the next three days,
Ye Chenfeng deliberately put aside all matters, spending leisurely days with Wu Xiaofei and the other ladies, occasionally teasing little Ye Fan.
The days could be described as exceptionally relaxing.
After spending three days with Wu Xiaofei and the other ladies, Ye Chenfeng silently calculated the time in his heart.
In five more days, the Barrier Entrance to the Ancient Martial World would reopen.
He had not yet told anyone about his plan to go to the Ancient Martial World.
He entered the Training Room alone, locking the door behind him.
He intended to try whether he could actively enter the Illusory Realm; after all, he hadn’t yet obtained any useful information from the White Shadow Person or the Black Shadow Person!
After locking the door of the Training Room, Ye Chenfeng sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, and silently thought, “Hey, I know you two can hear my voice.”
…
While Ye Chenfeng was attempting to actively enter the Illusory Realm,
In an ancient-styled room,
A woman with a serene and cold demeanor sat motionless in a chair.
This woman was none other than Lin Xinyi!
In front of Lin Xinyi stood an elderly crone and a young man.
The crone was Song Chunmei, who had caused Ye Chenfeng’s entire body’s Meridians and bones to burst, while the young man was her disciple, Jiang Motian.
The reason Lin Xinyi remained motionless was that she had been restrained by Song Chunmei.
Originally, Song Chunmei was attracted to Lin Xinyi’s innate cold physique and was planning to pair her with her disciple, Jiang Motian, in two years, significantly boosting Jiang Motian’s strength.
In the Saint Heir selection contest of the Yinming Sect two years later, her disciple Jiang Motian would surely come out on top.
However, the news of Lin Xinyi’s innate cold physique somehow reached the ears of the Sect Master of the Yinming Sect.
The Sect Master personally came to see Lin Xinyi, and he was overjoyed.
Not only did he sense that Lin Xinyi had an innate cold physique, but he also felt that she could cultivate the Yinming Sect’s supreme Cultivation Technique: the Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique.
To know that the ‘Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique’ to-date could not be cultivated by anyone within the Yinming Sect, not even the Sect Master was suitable for it.
According to the Sect Master’s judgment, Lin Xinyi was absolutely capable of cultivating the ‘Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique’.
How could the Sect Master of the Yinming Sect not be happy?
If Lin Xinyi could successfully cultivate the ‘Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique’, she would surely lead the Yinming Sect onto an even more glorious path.
The ‘Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique’ means to extinguish familial affection, love, and friendship.
Those who cultivate the ‘Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique’ would become increasingly cold and heartless.
However, Lin Xinyi not only refused to cultivate the ‘Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique’, she also refused to eat anything.
Thus, the Sect Master of the Yinming Sect directly handed the matter over to Song Chunmei to resolve.
Staring at the silent Lin Xinyi sitting in the chair, Song Chunmei said, “I know you are still thinking about that boy I crippled that day, right?
Better that the boy hasn’t died, otherwise the ‘Life and Death Compass’, the Sect’s precious artifact I borrowed today, would be of no use.”
Song Chunmei held a compass in her right palm.
She bit her left fingertip and dripped a drop of blood into the center of the compass, carefully recalling the aura on Ye Chenfeng’s body.
After a while, she pointed her left finger at the compass, and a green light burst out from her fingertip as she murmured, “Life and Death Compass, search all things between heaven and earth.”
As soon as Song Chunmei’s words fell, the needle in the compass began to spin rapidly.
The ‘Life and Death Compass’ could search for all things in the world, but the further the distance of the object being searched, or the more it was concealed by some force, the more cultivation energy the user of the ‘Life and Death Compass’ would expend.
At the moment, Song Chunmei was not sure whether Ye Chenfeng was dead or not.
She wanted to use Ye Chenfeng to threaten Lin Xinyi into obediently cultivating the ‘Triple Resolute Emotionless Technique’.
After all, the Sect Master of the Yinming Sect had spoken: Lin Xinyi was brought back by Song Chunmei, and if Song Chunmei couldn’t solve this matter, then she might as well leave the Yinming Sect.
Therefore, Song Chunmei gritted her teeth and used the ‘Life and Death Compass’, estimating that she would have to consume at least five years of her cultivation to search for Ye Chenfeng on the Lower Plane.
After about half a minute of spinning, the needle of the ‘Life and Death Compass’ gradually came to a halt.
Then, an image formed above the ‘Life and Death Compass’.
In the image appeared Ye Chenfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with closed eyes.
Seated in the chair, Lin Xinyi couldn’t help but sigh with relief upon confirming that Ye Chenfeng was unharmed.
Upon seeing that Ye Chenfeng was still intact, Song Chunmei was slightly surprised and said, “This kid really has a tough life.
Now that he’s not dead, nothing could be better.”
Song Chunmei once again forced out five drops of blood from her left hand’s fingertips, letting them drip into the compass as she said, “Transmit divine sense.”
…
Lower Plane.
Capital City, Wind Guard Camp, inside Ye Chenfeng’s Training Room.
Ye Chenfeng tried over and over again, yet he still failed to enter the Illusory Realm by himself, and not a sound from the White Shadow Person or the Black Shadow Person echoed in his mind, which gradually led him to open his eyes, filled with utter frustration.
And just as Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes.
The space three meters in front of him suddenly twisted, followed by the sudden appearance of Song Chunmei, Jiang Motian, and Lin Xinyi in Ye Chenfeng’s field of vision.
Among these three, aside from Song Chunmei’s strand of divine sense, the figures of Jiang Motian and Lin Xinyi were mere projections.
Upon seeing the old crone Song Chunmei, a rush of fury erupted from within Ye Chenfeng as he stood up from the ground.
Then, he glanced at Lin Xinyi and said, “Xinyi, are you alright?”
The ‘Life and Death Compass’ projection, which could also transmit sound, softened Lin Xinyi’s erstwhile cold expression as she replied, “I’m fine.”
Jiang Motian watched as Ye Chenfeng and Lin Xinyi affectionately engaged through the projection, his eyes brimming with venomous light.
Ever since the Sect Master of Yinming Sect took an interest in Lin Xinyi, Song Chunmei had further urged Jiang Motian to possess her.
Just by acquiring Lin Xinyi and having her successfully practice the ‘Three Extremes Heart-Destroying Technique’ later on, the future of Yinming Sect would belong to him, Jiang Motian.
Jiang Motian’s face revealed a look of utter disdain as he barked, “Kid, who do you think you are?
Do you think you are worthy of being with Sister Lin?
In our eyes, you are but an ant!
You don’t even qualify to lick my shoes, you are simply not from our world.”
Ye Chenfeng’s fists clenched with a “creak, creak” sound, and the old crone Song Chunmei, with a gentle push of her right hand, her strand of divine sense unleashed an immensely powerful force that struck Ye Chenfeng.
With a “bang!” Ye Chenfeng’s chest burst open, creating a mist of blood.
Song Chunmei said expressionlessly, “Kid, with my next move, I will take your life.
You won’t be as lucky as last time.
To kill an ant like you, I feel it dirties my hands.” Song Chunmei’s words seemed to be directed at Lin Xinyi.
Indeed, as Lin Xinyi saw Ye Chenfeng powerless and heard Song Chunmei’s words, panic and concern surfaced in her eyes.
She hastily said, “Stop it, I agree to practice the ‘Three Extremes Heart-Destroying Technique’.”
Upon hearing this, Song Chunmei nodded in satisfaction, addressing Ye Chenfeng, “Kid, you do have some utility.
I’ll spare your life for now!”
“Kid, remember your place.
You’re just an ant, not from our world.
You’ll never meet Sister Lin again in this lifetime,” Jiang Motian said, not taking Ye Chenfeng seriously at all.
Ye Chenfeng, with all the bones in his chest broken, staggered to his feet, teeth clenched tight, his heart ablaze with fury.
His gaze turned cold as he uttered, “Time will tell, time will turn; old fool, the humiliation I suffered at your hands will one day be returned in full.
I will personally rescue Xinyi.”
“Ignorant fool,” Song Chunmei, with a gentle pat of her divine sense palm, said, “Bang!
Bang!
Bang!—”, Ye Chenfeng’s body was instantly mangled into a bloody mess.
Meanwhile, in Ye Chenfeng’s Training Room, the strand of Song Chunmei’s divine sense and the projections of Jiang Motian and Lin Xinyi all vanished.
The reason Song Chunmei did not kill Ye Chenfeng was that he might still be of use in the future.
In her eyes, the life or death of such an ant as Ye Chenfeng didn’t matter; such an ant would never climb to their world’s heights for as long as they lived.
…(To be continued.
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