klisemfg Chapter 1845
Chapter 1845
Zi Mang strode out of the small building to greet the guests, and soon the three of them re-entered the main hall reception room.
Inside the hall, light streamed through the glazed dome, casting shimmering golden rays that spread across the cloud-patterned carpet, like scattered starlight.
As soon as Qiu Zixian and Shen Yu stepped through the door, their eyes were instantly locked on the figure dressed in black and wearing a black veil and bamboo hat—
Chen Xuan stood quietly in the hall. The veil hanging from his bamboo hat was like a flowing shadow, completely concealing his aura. Even though they were close at hand, Shen Yu and Qiu Zixian could not see his true face at all. They only felt that his figure was as deep and imposing as a mountain, silent and still, yet exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Who is this gentleman?" Shen Yu frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure.
The two had come to discuss "revenge," but Zi Mang had unexpectedly brought a stranger with him. The pride of being a descendant of the Feathered Divine Dynasty made him unwilling to spread the shameful fact that he had been subdued by a rogue cultivator. So, his gaze toward the man in the bamboo hat turned even colder, and the cloud patterns on the cuffs of his golden robe seemed to tremble slightly with impatience.
Qiu Zixian was much colder than when they first met. Her face was covered by a black veil, revealing only a pair of watery eyes.
When she glanced at Chen Xuan, a few ripples of a soul-capturing secret technique quietly spread across her eyes, like invisible threads trying to entangle his Dao heart.
But Chen Xuan's mind was as firm as Mount Tai, unmoved, not even his eyelashes trembled.
Qiu Zixian's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of shock in her heart. She smiled apologetically and then sat down at Zi Mang's invitation. Her fair fingertips rested lightly on the edge of the jade table, her knuckles as smooth and lustrous as mutton fat jade.
"Haha, don't be in such a hurry, gentlemen. Let me introduce you." Zi Mang rubbed his hands together, his tone deliberately warm.
"This is my newly promoted junior brother, whose Daoist name is 'Zichen'. I brought him here today for two reasons: first, to broaden his horizons, and second... this junior brother of mine has long admired you, Immortal Zi, hahaha..."
These words came out of nowhere, catching Chen Xuan off guard. But if he were to back down now, wouldn't he be at the mercy of the purple light?
He simply laughed and stood up, cupping his fists towards Shen Yu and Qiu Zixian. His voice, coming through the gauze curtain, had a husky quality:
"I've long heard of Fairy Qiu's beauty, which surpasses even Xia Jiuyou of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land. Seeing her today, I can confirm that her reputation is well-deserved. I wonder, Fairy, do you currently have a Daoist partner in mind?"
"You rude junior!" Qiu Zixian was speechless for a moment, her jade-like face changing slightly. It was only Shen Yu's deep voice that saved her from the predicament.
As a top descendant of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, Shen Yu had always admired Qiu Zixian, but his pride prevented him from showing it.
Seeing Chen Xuan's "frivolous" manner, his displeasure deepened, and golden light flickered around him, as if golden flames were about to rise.
Zi Mang watched Chen Xuan and Shen Yu facing off, feeling so embarrassed that she almost dug her toes out of her immortal abode from the cloud-patterned carpet. She chuckled awkwardly, trying to smooth things over, but then she heard Chen Xuan speak again.
"Oh? So, Brother Shenyu, you've already developed a crush on Fairy Qiu?" Chen Xuan's tone was somewhat teasing. "You like her because you want to pursue her as your Daoist partner and have children together?"
These words were like a pebble thrown into still water, and the atmosphere in the hall froze instantly.
A slight blush rose on Qiu Zixian's cheeks. She glared reproachfully at Zi Mang, her lips pressed tightly together beneath the black veil, her breathing becoming almost imperceptibly disordered. What a lecherous man!
"Youngster! Don't make unfounded assumptions about people's hearts!" Shen Yu stood up abruptly, his body suddenly bursting with divine light. Golden radiance wrapped around him like flames, and his clothes fluttered in the wind. Clearly, his thoughts had been exposed, and he was slightly angry.
Chen Xuan shook his head, like a clueless young man, and walked up to Qiu Zixian in a few steps.
He bent down and picked up the wine pot himself—the pot was carved from warm jade, and the wine inside shimmered with an amber light. When he poured wine for Qiu Zixian, his movements were unhurried and slow. The wine flowed down the spout into the jade cup, splashing up tiny white foam that sparkled like broken diamonds under the golden light.
Chen Xuan looked closely at Qiu Zixian, whose face was veiled by a thin gauze, and smiled, "Fairy, please."
Qiu Zixian had no idea what he was up to, but out of respect for Zi Mang, she smiled calmly, picked up the jade cup, and drank it all in one gulp. The wine slid down her throat, bringing a cool and warm sensation, but she couldn't suppress the surprise in her heart.