Chapter 446: Chapter 445: Searching the City, About to Leave
In the steaming wooden tub, Yang Fei’s mind was disturbed by the strange sounds of the qin, making it impossible for him to enter a state of meditation, but he kept his eyes closed, striving to maintain a hint of calmness as he sensed the condition of his limbs.
Although the acupoints all over his body were sealed and his True Yuan was utterly depleted, there was still True Yuan remaining in the acupoints of his limbs, and it was even forming a small closed loop, becoming a system of its own.
This made Yang Fei feel as if his limbs were filled with strength.
The only regret was that the True Yuan stored in the acupoints within his limbs was too weak.
It wasn’t even one-tenth of his peak strength.
But Yang Fei was not discouraged because, after sensing the True Yuan, his limbs felt burning hot, as if filled with boundless strength.
Right, he almost forgot that his limbs had undergone further tempering and had completed the Foundation Establishment.
If not for this, he would never have been able to outrun the old ancestors of the Duanmu aristocratic family a few days ago.
Now, his legs and feet were like independent entities, hard as iron and incredibly powerful, needing only a trace of True Yuan to exhibit strength far beyond normal.
After a brief excitement, Yang Fei calmed down.
It wasn’t enough yet.
If Immortal Yan were below the Innate Realm, he would have struck without hesitation.
Relying on the weak Primordial Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness, he was brave enough to make a move on Immortal Yan.
However, Immortal Yan’s Realm was clearly in the Innate Realm, and even belonged to the well-established category within the Innate Realm.
Moreover, her ability to catch up to him indicated her profound mastery of Qinggong.
And then there was the poison.
This woman’s troublesome nature was in no way inferior to the Divine Travel Realm.
After a moment of thought, Yang Fei reached a conclusion.
He still had to entangle with this demoness for some time.
Unless absolutely necessary, he couldn’t afford to reveal his trump card and turn against her.
After all, what the demoness said was right.
Even if he escaped from her, her wrath and the revelation of his whereabouts would mean that, in this Hidden Sect World, he would have to face even more, and more dangerous, powerhouses.
Thirty minutes later, the qin music stopped, and Immortal Yan’s voice reached his ears, "Are you done washing yet?"
Yang Fei sighed inwardly.
This woman was pressing him step by step, hardly giving him a chance to breathe.
This time, he didn’t delay; he promptly dried himself and felt relaxed after putting on new clothes.
Hiding the wandering True Yuan in the acupoints of his limbs, Yang Fei took the initiative to open the door.
He glanced outside from the doorway, only to see a courtyard resembling the flowing waters of Jiangnan.
The courtyard was empty and very quiet.
Immortal Yan, noticing Yang Fei’s gaze, pursed her lips in a smile, allowing him to take in the scenery outside the door for a while before she entered the room and closed the door.
She walked to the table inside the room, poured herself a cup of tea, looked up at Yang Fei and said, "You do look quite the handsome servant." She then gestured to a bluish-gray hat on the chair, "Put on the hat, and you’ll look just like one of the servants in this courtyard."
Yang Fei had seen that hat before, he had not worn it due to a distaste for it, but now that Immortal Yan was insisting, he frowned and said, "Is it really necessary?"
"I want you to wear it," Immortal Yan’s tone was unequivocally firm.
Yang Fei took a deep breath, walked over, and obediently put on the hat.
Immortal Yan gave him a look and nodded in satisfaction, "Now you look like a servant."
As she stood up, she said, "I’ll disguise you, we need to leave this place."
Yang Fei was stunned, "Leave this place? Didn’t you say it was the safest here?"
Immortal Yan explained, "The Duanmu Family has somehow received news and has started a secret search throughout the city. Although my courtyard is quiet, today a servant came to know that there is someone hiding in this room. It’s hard to guarantee it won’t get out, so it’s safer to leave first."
Yang Fei expressed his concerns, "Since the Duanmu Family is searching the entire city, wouldn’t our leaving now make us even more suspicious?"
Immortal Yan chuckled, "The Duanmu Family is merely grasping at shadows, merely suspicious. The search is not that intensive yet. Besides, I have ways to leave the city quietly, you don’t need to worry about that."
As she looked at Yang Fei, she spoke seriously, "You better cooperate in what follows. If anything goes wrong, I can’t guarantee your life. It’s your choice to either trust me or fall into the hands of the Duanmu Family. Decide for yourself."
Yang Fei immediately responded, "Of course, it’s safer to be with you."
Immortal Yan, surprised, looked at him and smiled, "Do you trust me that much?"
"My mother is from the Duanmu Family. They, for the so-called future of the clan, would even kill their own direct descendants. How can I expect them to save me?" Yang Fei said calmly.
Immortal Yan’s expression changed dramatically, "What did you say? Your mother is from the Duanmu Family?"
Seeing Immortal Yan so agitated, Yang Fei was also stunned and asked, "You didn’t know?"
Immortal Yan was speechless, "How could I possibly know such a big secret?"
Only then did Yang Fei realize.
Duanmu Qing was his mother, which he had confirmed through his investigations, but it was still a secret to the outside world.
But since Yang Fei felt there was no need to hide who his parents were, he frankly said, "Based on the clues I’ve gathered, I am indeed the grandson of the Duanmu Family."
Immortal Yan said in a grave tone, "Your mother’s name is Duanmu Qing?"
Yang Fei looked at her and countered, "You’ve heard this name?"
According to his understanding, to settle that matter, the Hidden Sect aristocratic families deliberately blocked off information about Duanmu Qing, so many people had not heard of his mother’s name.
However, given how formidable Immortal Yan was, and likely a high-ranking member of the Poison Sect, it wasn’t surprising that she knew about his mother.
Immortal Yan looked at Yang Fei and nodded to herself, saying, "Right, that explains it. No wonder Fatty Taoist took you as his disciple, not only because of your talent but also because you are her son."
Toward the end, she looked at Yang Fei with a complex expression and said, "Since you are Duanmu Qing’s son, I can promise you, as long as you cooperate, I will definitely not harm you."
Yang Fei was speechless, "So the assurances you gave me before were fake?"
Immortal Yan scoffed, "If you don’t want to die, just cooperate honestly and don’t try any tricks."
Yang Fei, with a helpless expression, said, "Do I have a choice?"
Confident in her own methods, and certain that Yang Fei wouldn’t dare expose his whereabouts, Immortal Yan nodded and said, "You’re smart. Come here, I’ll disguise you; otherwise, with your looks, you’re too easily noticeable."
Yang Fei chuckled, "Can’t help it, handsomeness is innate. Even dressed in this servant’s attire, my charming presence cannot be concealed."
Immortal Yan spat in disdain but, looking at his handsome and resolute face, she offered no refute.
This guy really was blessed with good looks.
Thirty minutes later, looking at the unfamiliar face in the mirror, Yang Fei touched it and couldn’t help but exclaim, "This Disguise Technique is truly amazing."
Compared to Li Xuanyu, Immortal Yan’s Disguise Technique was even more superior.
Although he still looked handsome, his original charm was lost, making him less memorable at first glance.
Just as the two were about to leave, hurried footsteps came from outside, followed by a maid’s voice, "Miss, Young Master Duanmu Lingfeng is outside asking to see you."
Immortal Yan’s eyebrows furrowed, a clear sign of wariness flashed in her eyes, "What does he want?"