NOVGO.NET Chapter 49: The Mysterious Ye Linger
Chapter 49: The Mysterious Ye Linger
The midday sun dispersed the early morning mist, becoming fierce and intense.
Inside an independent Alchemy room in the Pill Hall of the Primordial Holy Land, the fragrance of medicinal herbs permeated the air as the dense mist slowly settled.
Chen Chuan slowly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing through his pupils before vanishing.
The lid of the ancient-looking Pill Furnace in front of him lifted slightly.
Three longan-sized Medicinal Pills, emitting a shimmering luster and a soul-refreshing fragrance, lay quietly at the bottom of the furnace.
"Success. Three top-grade Soul-Congealing Pills."
A satisfied smile appeared at the corner of Chen Chuan’s mouth.
The Soul-Congealing Pill is a top-grade Grade Five Medicinal Pill, having miraculous effects on nourishing and condensing the Divine Soul.
Especially for Cultivators about to Breakthrough from the Myriad Manifestations Realm to the True Domain Realm, it is a precious resource that can stabilize the Sea of Consciousness and increase the success rate of the Breakthrough.
Top-grade quality is something that can be sought but not easily found.
Chen Chuan carefully placed the three pills into a jade bottle he had prepared beforehand.
Feeling the warm, cool sensation of the jade bottle against his fingertips, he already had a plan in mind.
"If I take these three top-grade Soul-Congealing Pills to an auction, I should be able to exchange them for a massive amount of gold tickets."
He thought to himself:
"Even if the Disciples within the Holy Land have deep pockets, it’s impossible for them to carry tens of millions of gold tickets on them."
"The best buyers are still those deep-rooted Family forces entrenched in various regions outside the Holy Land."
To him, only having a large amount of gold tickets on hand provided the greatest sense of security.
After tidying up, Chen Chuan pushed open the door of the Alchemy room, preparing to leave the Pill Hall and head outside to find a suitable auction house.
However, just as he stepped out the door, a charming red figure rushed in impetuously, nearly colliding with him head-on.
The newcomer was dressed in red, with skin as white as snow and lively eyes; it was precisely the quirky Ye Linger.
Seeing her, Chen Chuan naturally smiled and habitually teased her:
"Oh, isn’t this Senior Sister Ye?"
"I haven’t seen you for a few days, and you’ve become even more beautiful. If you walk outside, I don’t know how many Outer Sect Junior Brothers you’ll captivate."
Normally, Ye Linger might have given him a reproachful look or wittily retorted back.
But today, she just kept a straight face, her beautiful eyes glaring at Chen Chuan angrily.
That look was as if she were looking at an unpardonable villain.
"Liar! Bastard Chen Chuan!"
Ye Linger scolded him right to his face, her voice carrying a hint of grievance she hadn’t even noticed herself.
Chen Chuan was stunned by the scolding, his face full of bewilderment. "Senior Sister Ye, what’s wrong? Where did I offend you again?"
He asked himself—he hadn’t provoked this Junior Sister recently, so where did this sudden anger come from?
"You’re still playing dumb!" Ye Linger’s slender finger was almost poking Chen Chuan’s nose. "I’m asking you, what exactly is your relationship with that newcomer Ji Siyu?"
Chen Chuan’s heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface. "What relationship could there be? Just fellow Disciples."
"Fellow Disciples?" Ye Linger’s voice rose:
"It’s already spread throughout the entire Outer Sect that you are husband and wife, a couple who have performed the wedding ceremony."
"I didn’t believe it at first, but everyone is saying so."
"Chen Chuan, you big liar, you were actually married long ago."
As she spoke, her tone became more agitated, and for no reason, her heart felt a wave of sourness and discomfort.
Was she jealous?
She couldn’t tell; she just felt very uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.
It was as if her favorite candied hawthorn had been snatched away and stepped on.
Looking at Ye Linger’s angry and anxious state, Chen Chuan felt a bit depressed.
Does this girl see him, Chen Chuan, as some kind of scumbag?
Could it be that she is standing up for Ji Siyu?
Chen Chuan explained: "Alright, I admit, we did have a marriage contract before, and we are husband and wife in name."
Ye Linger’s eyes instantly widened even further, as if small flames were burning within them.
But Chen Chuan’s tone shifted:
"However, we only have the name of husband and wife, but not the reality."
"Let alone sharing a room, we haven’t even properly held hands more than a few times, and we certainly haven’t kissed."
His tone was flat, with a hint of self-mockery. "Moreover, I have already decided that I will rewrite the divorce letter later and give it to her. From then on, we will each go our separate ways and marry whoever we wish, having nothing to do with each other."
"Really?" The anger on Ye Linger’s face instantly froze.
Those expressive big eyes blinked as she stared intently at Chen Chuan, as if trying to judge the truth of his words.
"Absolutely true," Chen Chuan nodded with certainty. "I wouldn’t dare lie to anyone, let alone you, Senior Sister Ye."
Upon receiving Chen Chuan’s certain answer, the gloom on Ye Linger’s face vanished without a trace, like dark clouds dispersed by the sun.
Her lively eyes regained their brilliance, and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl upward.
She revealed her signature smile, which carried a bit of clever mischief.
"Hmph! That’s more like it." She wrinkled her small nose and said with feigned ferocity:
"I’ll reluctantly believe you’re not a liar this time."
"If I find out you lied to me, see if I don’t pull your ears."
After saying that, she seemed to have shed a heavy burden, and her mood instantly became cheerful.
Without waiting for Chen Chuan to say anything else, she turned around and skipped away from the Pill Hall.
Her red skirt drew a joyful arc in the air, and she seemed to be humming a tuneless little melody.
Watching Ye Linger’s back as she came and went like the wind with unpredictable emotions, Chen Chuan could only shake his head with a helpless, bitter smile.
"This girl is truly inexplicable."
Since he had decided to go out and auction the pills, and also to temporarily avoid the potential entanglement Ji Siyu might bring, Chen Chuan had an idea.
Chen Chuan conceived the idea to undergo the Inner Sect Disciple assessment.
Once he entered the Inner Sect, not only would the Cultivation resources be better, but the activity areas would also be basically separated from the Outer Sect.
At that time, even if Ji Siyu wanted to find him, it wouldn’t be so easy, and he could enjoy some peace and quiet.
Thinking it through, Chen Chuan went straight to the Inner Sect Disciple assessment office within the Outer Sect Deacon Hall.
As usual, many Disciples were lingering at the assessment office.
Some were asking for information about the assessment.
Others were looking up to those Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters who were about to charge into the Inner Sect.
When Chen Chuan walked up to the Elder in charge of registration and calmly stated that he wanted to take the Inner Sect Disciple assessment,
the originally noisy hall instantly fell silent.
Everyone’s gaze focused simultaneously on Chen Chuan, filled with disbelief.
"Did I hear that right? Senior Brother Chen Chuan wants to assess for the Inner Sect?"
"How long has it been since he joined? It hasn’t even been many days if you count them all!"
"The basic requirement for the Inner Sect assessment is for one’s cultivation to reach the Mountain Sea Realm! Could it be that Senior Brother Chen Chuan has already..."
"As expected of the Chaos Divine Body, truly terrifying."
After a brief silence, there was an even more sensational uproar.
The reactions of the onlookers could be described as a wonderful comedy.
A Disciple who was drinking from a water skin spat out a mouthful of water, choking until his face turned red.
He pointed his finger at Chen Chuan, saying "you, you, you" for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.
His companion beside him patted his back with a dazed expression, muttering:
"Stop ’you’-ing. The Mountain Sea Realm! I’ve been here for three years and I’m still stuck in the Divine Treasury Realm, yet he reached the Mountain Sea Realm in just a few days?"
"Is this Cultivation speed like taking an ancient teleportation array?"
Another Disciple held his head with both hands, his expression collapsing:
"We were all born of parents, so why is the gap larger than the one between me and the spirit pet pig I raise? My Dao Heart is shattered, the kind that can’t be put back together."
Two others started pinching each other:
"Pinch me, let me see if I’m dreaming."
"Ow! You really pinched me!"
"It seems it’s not a dream; Senior Brother Chen Chuan is really going to become an Inner Sect Senior Brother."
"Wuwuwu, I won’t be able to see Senior Brother Chen Chuan’s handsome and heroic bearing in the Outer Sect anymore. Life has lost its color."
The Elder in charge of the assessment was also shocked.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and reached out to place his hand on Chen Chuan’s wrist pulse to investigate carefully.
After a moment, he withdrew his hand, his face full of emotion:
"First Level of the Mountain Sea Realm, a solid Foundation and a thick aura. It is confirmed."
"Chen Chuan, you truly live up to being the Chaos Divine Body. Such Cultivation speed is unheard of."
The Elder cleared his throat, suppressed the surrounding noise, and said solemnly:
"Since your cultivation has reached the standard, I shall inform you of the Inner Sect Disciple assessment task."
"Head to the Demon Beast Mountain Range outside the Holy Land, independently hunt a Fifth-Rank Demonic Beast, and take its demon core as proof."
"The entire process must be recorded completely with a shadow recording stone and must not be done with the help of others."
A Fifth-Rank Demonic Beast’s strength is roughly equivalent to a human Cultivator in the Middle Stage to Late Stage of the Mountain Sea Realm.
For Chen Chuan, who had just stepped into the Mountain Sea Realm, the task was quite challenging, but it also met the difficulty level of the Inner Sect assessment.
"This Disciple understands."
Chen Chuan’s expression remained unchanged as he calmly accepted the Token representing the assessment task and a blank shadow recording stone.
Without staying any longer, under the gaze of countless admiring eyes,
Chen Chuan turned and left the Deacon Hall, heading straight out of the Primordial Holy Land.
Almost shortly after Chen Chuan left the Holy Land, a slender, moon-white figure appeared once again outside the small courtyard where Chen Chuan lived.
Ji Siyu had meticulously arranged her appearance, trying to hide the exhaustion on her face, her eyes carrying a hint of nervousness and expectation.
She summoned her courage and gently knocked on the courtyard gate.
However, it was silent inside the courtyard.
She waited for a long time, but still didn’t see Chen Chuan’s figure.
An uneasy feeling gradually spread in her heart.
She couldn’t help but ask a passing Disciple.
When that Disciple saw it was her, a complex look appeared on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he still said:
"Junior Sister Ji, are you looking for Senior Brother Chen Chuan?"
"He just went to the Deacon Hall to take the Inner Sect Disciple assessment task and has already left the Holy Land."
Boom!
Like a bolt from the blue, Ji Siyu’s face instantly turned pale, and her delicate body swayed imperceptibly.
The Inner Sect Disciple assessment!
Was he really trying to avoid her completely?
Once he became an Inner Sect Disciple, with the two of them in different areas, meeting would be as difficult as reaching the heavens.
And with her current cultivation, it would still take a considerable amount of time to pass the Inner Sect assessment.
By then, would Chen Chuan still be willing to pay attention to her?
That divorce letter—would he be sending it soon?
Immense panic and loss seized her heart.
No, it couldn’t be like this!
She had to find him and make things clear before he officially became an Inner Sect Disciple.
She couldn’t just give up like this.
Thinking that Chen Chuan’s assessment required hunting a Fifth-Rank Demonic Beast, the destination must be the Demon Beast Mountain Range.
A look of determination flashed in Ji Siyu’s eyes.
She tightly pursed her lips, and without any hesitation, she turned and walked quickly toward the exit of the Holy Land.
The sunlight stretched her shadow very long.
That moon-white figure, with an indomitable stubbornness, disappeared at the end of the road, following the person who had resolutely departed.