As the Universe Turns - Chapter 22
Chapter 22 Grand Ceremony
Seeing the Nichang girl sitting so close to the Seven Paragons, Yi Chen couldn’t help but feel a sense of disappointment. He had to weed out the weeds in the garden this time. If those worms were to devour the immortal grass, he would be punished. Sigh!
The girl under the peach blossom tree was naturally Nichang. Today, she wore a pale red flower skirt that reflected the peach blossoms floating all over the sky. She was as beautiful as the little Fairy in the Jade Lake.
Yi Chen couldn’t help but be stunned. She gently picked up her wine glass and her movements were gentle like falling snow. Yi Chen couldn’t help but be shocked again. Eh, she was so young, yet she also drank wine?
Although the gazes of many people fell on her today, at this moment, she seemed to have noticed the strange gazes coming from afar and looked back. Yi Chen looked at her as he looked at her. “Aiyo” in his heart, he was discovered by her. He panicked and almost fell from the tree.
Seeing this scene, the girl Nichang couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle. Upon seeing her suddenly laugh, Excellency Mei Yue asked, “Nichang, what’s wrong with you?”
“No, no …”
The girl Nichang calmly wiped the water off her mouth and laughed, “I saw a big fool.”
“Huh?”
Mei Yue was hundreds of years old this year. She couldn’t figure out her young girl’s temperament for a moment. She turned around and looked in the direction she had just seen. She saw a youth waving at her from an apricot tree outside the wall. She couldn’t help but frown. She only said that it was a wild boy from Pingyang Peak who didn’t know the rules, so she couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to him.
Time passed bit by bit. The shadow of the tree on the ground gradually tilted. It was slowly past noon, but Ling Yin was still nowhere to be seen. Seeing that everyone had arrived today, Adept Qingxuan couldn’t help but frown. He looked at Yi Huanzhen and said, “Junior Brother Yizhen, how can Ling Yin still be in the future?”
He put down the wine bottle in his hand and smiled, “It’s still like there’s nothing in it.”
“Huh?” Daoist Qingxuan couldn’t help but frown even deeper. Yi Huanzhen smiled awkwardly and coughed, “Junior Sister said that she will come later …”
Only then did Daoist Qingxuan slowly put down the whisk in his hand. However, his brows were still slightly furrowed. He looked at the girl holding the peach petals not far away, Nichang. He wanted Nichang to join Ling Yin’s sect no matter what he said today. Although Junior Sister Mei Yue also wanted to accept this girl into the sect, and the ‘Weak Water Three Thousand’ mental technique of the Heavenly Jade Clan was also very suitable for this girl to cultivate, he still hoped that this girl could become a disciple of Ling Yin.
Although Ling Yin was his apprentice, But for the past three hundred years, He had long since treated Ling Yin more than as a disciple, She was still an Exalted of the Yaoguang Clan. Ever since the change of Yaoguang, not many disciples of the Purple Night Peak had gone to other peaks. The Yaoguang Clan had been vacant until Ling Yin inherited it more than three hundred years ago. The Yaoguang Clan gradually improved, but now, it was suffering from the fact that none of the disciples on the Purple Night Peak had.
How could a dignified Venerable Yao Guang not have a single disciple under him? What kind of manners would it be to say it out loud? Even if it was a single lineage, there had to be a disciple, right? It was time to take in a disciple in the last ceremony, but in the end, it was pushed forward for sixty years.
The more Daoist Qingxuan thought about it, the angrier he became. The reason why he was so anxious to let Ling Yin accept his disciples was, of course, there was another level. This other level, cough cough, was probably similar to the mortal world. Parents hoped that their children would grow up early and become independent …
On the other side, Daoist Xuanyang from the Xuanyang Peak also intentionally or unintentionally looked at the young girl Nichang from time to time. He naturally knew how talented this young girl was. He was naturally eager to accept this young girl into his own sect. Perhaps she would be the next Miaoyin Fairy.
But even if Ling Yin didn’t come today, there was still an eyebrow moon in front of him, and even if Ling Yin and Mei Yue weren’t there, there was still a graceful and elegant Yi Huanzhen sitting there. How could it not be his turn at Xuanyang Peak? Ai! Thinking of this, he drank another mouthful of wine.
“Master, drink less wine. Today …”
Lou Qingshan saw his master continue to drink and advise him. Unexpectedly, Daoist Xuanyang waved his hand and said, “Go, go. What do you know? I’m even more worried when I drink wine. Ai!”
Another quarter of an hour slowly passed, There was still no Ling Yin. Outside the plaza, Yichen was leaning against an apricot tree with his legs crossed and an apricot branch in his mouth. Originally, he thought that this ceremony would be fun. Now, it didn’t seem like much. There were so many people inside, and he didn’t see Senior Sister Huang Ying’er. It would be better for him to stay in Pingyang Peak and cultivate the profound arts taught by Senior Monster! Or sneak down the mountain and go back to see Ah Niang and Sister Shen Jing.
Just as he was bored, Yichen suddenly felt a cold killing intent pressing down on him. He immediately regained his spirits and sat up straight. In the plaza, a cold gaze stared at his face like a poisonous snake. That person was Prince Zhao’s grandson. He didn’t expect that there would be those miraculous medicines. He had almost recovered today.
Beside Prince Sun Zhao, Yang Xiaoran was also there. There were a few other people and Zhao Ying’er saw him not far away. Yi Chen immediately felt bad and jumped down from the tree. Unexpectedly, before he could get out of the tree, a strong wind blew and Yang Xiaoran was already blocking him. He looked at him coldly.
“Senior … Senior Brother.”
Yi Chen calmed himself down. It was not appropriate for him to fall out with the other party. Although he had already blamed senior for imparting skills, the other party’s cultivation level of over ten years was definitely not something he could resist overnight.
“Why are you here?”
Yang Xiaoran’s expression suddenly turned cold. Yi Chen said hesitantly, “I, my senior brothers and I … come up and take a look.”
“Go back!” Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaoran’s attitude was tough, and he only said two words coldly.
Yi Chen was slightly stunned. Originally, he felt that there was nothing fun here, and he didn’t want to clash with the other party. However, hearing Yang Xiaoran’s stiff tone and the thought of him and Prince Sun Zhao coming to deal with him, he couldn’t help but feel angry in his heart. “I’m not going back! The elders didn’t even say that they wouldn’t let me come, so why didn’t you let me come?”
Yang Xiaoran’s expression became even more grim, as if he was covered with a layer of cold frost. “Have you finished the work in the Immortal Grass Garden? If the immortal grass is damaged, neither of us will be able to eat it …”
“Of course I’m done! I only came after I finished!” Yi Chen put his hands on his hips and said confidently.
“That won’t do either! Follow me back!”
Yang Xiaoran’s attitude was tough. As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to grab his shoulder. Unexpectedly, his hand touched his shoulder. It was as if his entire body had been electrocuted. Then, his entire body was pushed back a few steps.
Yang Xiaoran couldn’t help but be shocked. Although he hadn’t used much strength just now, how could this brat cultivate such a strong profound energy in his body? No wonder Zhao Wangsun’s seven orifices were bleeding from that day’s shock. Could it really be that Huang Ying’er had secretly passed it on? Even if it was, it couldn’t be so fast!
“Humph!”
Yi Chen snorted coldly. He had naturally circulated the Nine Yin Nine Yang Profound Technique that Xiao Cangtian had taught him in a hurry. However, Xiao Cangtian had only asked him to agree to three things. One of the first was that he should not reveal this profound technique too much in front of others, so he did not dare to exert much strength.