"You! We had such a hard ti finding you!"
Yu Youqin pounced on him and pinched his waist, glaring with her bright, large eyes as she huffed.
Ling Changqing said helplessly, "Since you already know who I am, you should understand that I had no choice. What else could I have done?"
"Then from now on, we’ll stay here with you. You’re not allowed to refuse, okay?"
Yu Yalan, her beautiful face blushing slightly, ca over and hugged him as she spoke.
They naturally understood Ling Changqing’s reasoning. He didn’t want to trigger an unprecedented storm of blood in the Cultivation Realm, creating a peerless catastrophe out of thin air.
Of course, this didn’t conflict with their own desires. As long as they could stay by Ling Changqing’s side, not being able to return to their family for the next few centuries was no big deal.
Ling Changqing said, "That’s not a problem. But I want to know how you found . In the future... will more won co looking for ?"
If Luo Qingxuan was able to find him because they had been intimate, it was harder to explain how these two had managed it.
After all, it was impossible to use a Celestial Secret Technique to divine the location of a Child of Destiny. The fact that they had still managed to find Ling Changqing’s hiding place... ’The consequences are terrifying to contemplate.’
"Our aunt figured it out through analysis. Without her, we would have been completely helpless!"
Yu Yalan quickly explained, pulling Yu Ruoshuang forward.
The stunningly beautiful woman stepped forward and curtsied gracefully. Her full, rosy lips parted slightly, and her voice, clear and gentle like a flowing spring, was heard:
"Fellow Daoist Ling, I am Ruoshuang. It is a pleasure to et you."
Ling Changqing’s eyes glinted. "You seem to be an expert in the Path of Celestial Secret Art and Divination, but it should be impossible for you to divine my location, right? What exactly happened?"
"Yes, well, this is what happened..."
Yu Ruoshuang briefly recounted her analysis, leaving Ling Qiyue and the other two won staring at each other in dismay.
"My dear ladies, is there a way to solve this problem?"
Ling Changqing asked with a frown.
Xue Qingtan and ng Feiyu glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
"It is indeed very difficult. Shielding your own unique state is not a problem, Husband, but the intangible influence you have on the surrounding environnt and living beings... there’s nothing we can do about that."
The only way to avoid this potential risk would be for Ling Changqing to have no contact with any people or intelligent beings and live a life completely isolated from the world, but that was obviously impossible.
The Yu Family had a Yu Ruoshuang, and it was entirely possible that other top factions had mbers with minds just as brilliant as hers.
"Actually, there’s no need to be so worried,"
Yu Ruoshuang said gently. "As long as your Dao Companions also maintain a low-key and discreet profile and avoid dealing with outside forces as much as possible, there shouldn’t be any problems."
"I hope so!"
Ling Changqing shook his head and said no more.
"Alright, the three of you can live here from now on. I will arrange a Cave Mansion Hall for you,"
Ling Qiyue said warmly. With the Ling Family’s current resources, supporting the three of them was no pressure at all.
"Okay, it’s settled then!"
Yu Yalan hooked her arm through Ling Changqing’s, a flirtatious glint in her beautiful eyes, and said with a touch of shyness:
"Can we call you Husband now? When can we... cultivate together?"
Hearing this, Yu Youqin’s fair, jade-like face instantly blushed crimson, but she didn’t deny it. Instead, she stole a glance at Ling Changqing to gauge his reaction.
Beside them, Yu Ruoshuang also showed a hint of shyness but chid in, "Since we’re talking about cultivation, why don’t we all join our husband together?"
It wasn’t that they were being immodest. Only by advancing their relationship with Ling Changqing to a physical level as soon as possible could they link their fates, share his Destiny, and truly feel at ease.
Ling Changqing chuckled. "Are you two ladies in such a hurry? It wouldn’t hurt to wait a little, would it? At the very least, you should et the other sisters first..."
"We can do that anyti, can’t we? There’s no rush for that part."
Yu Yalan said, shy and timid.
Suddenly, Luo Qingxuan’s soft, charming, yet slightly displeased voice rang out:
"So it really is you. I can’t believe that after all these years, you still haven’t given up! You finally tracked him down today, have you?"
Dressed in a pale gold palace gown, the voluptuous, tall, noble, and arrogant Princess Long Nu walked in slowly, her pale gold eyes coldly sizing up the three won.
Yu Ruoshuang chuckled lightly. "Well, if it isn’t little sister Qingxuan. I knew you’d show up."
Evidently, the two won not only knew each other but had probably crossed paths many tis before.
Luo Qingxuan shot her a look and said irritably, "Your Lifespan is almost depleted, isn’t it? I told you long ago not to dabble in those treacherous Celestial Secret Technique thods, but you just wouldn’t listen!"
"I had no choice. So things are beyond one’s control!"
Yu Ruoshuang smiled. "Fortunately, now that I have him, I should have a chance to extend my life, shouldn’t I?"
As long as Ling Changqing could cultivate with her, resolving this hidden danger wouldn’t be difficult.
"Alright then. Let’s go et the other sisters first. We can hold a welco banquet for the three of you as well."
Ling Qiyue made the final decision.
Ling Changqing and the three won from the Yu Family naturally had no objections, and so the matter was settled.
...
「Deep Sea Dragon Palace.」
Endless rows of magnificent, golden-roofed palaces stretched out, their architecture imposing and grand. Grim-faced guards stood beneath rows of massive pillars, as straight and tall as javelins.
In a lavish and beautiful chamber, the majestic and noble Bai Qingyi, dressed in splendid robes, sat before a Purple Jade Table. She skillfully processed the mountain of official docunts on Jade Scroll Books before her, her bright, clear eyes filled with concentration.
More than a dozen lavishly-dressed Trusted Maids stood at a distance around her, each with their hands clasped, not daring to even breathe too loudly.
After a long while, the Dragon Race Matriarch finally lifted her beautiful head slightly, reached for a fine jade Wine Jar nearby, and took an elegant sip.
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