Chapter 31: Uninvited Guest
You Yuan had been tightly bound.
She was rely a Second Realm Spirit Preservation Cultivator, without even the chance to retaliate against Zhao Yuntong.
The hemp rope crossed over her chest into a net, yet could not restrain the soft curves.
Though not large in scale,
they were filled with a rebellious vitality, pressing outward in resistance—just one glance made it feel as though life itself was brimming within her.
Zhao Yuntong cast a sidelong glance at Fang Chang, her eyes filled with coldness.
You tie up girls like this?
Fang Chang watched his nose and observed his heart, unmoved by the alluring sight before him.
Those who understood, understood.
He, Fang Chang, preferred to be passive.
You Yuan’s arrival was not unexpected.
After the descent of the Nine Heavens Secret Realm, it would physically rge with the dicine Master Manor. At that ti, most regions would be torn apart and reduced to dust during the fusion.
The Nine Heavens Secret Realm was the Dao field of an ancient powerhouse.
This kind of rging could almost be described as a “Dao assimilation” catastrophe.
Cultivators within it would not only have their bodies assimilated as part of the secret realm, but even their souls and cognition would be infiltrated.
There was almost no way to resist it.
Only certain specific areas, which just so happened to form spaces capable of sheltering people, could be considered to have escaped disaster.
Such places were few.
The place Luo Yi and Dai Bojun went to counted as one; the Martial Lecture Plaza counted as one-quarter, because only a quarter of it was safe.
As for the ancestral hall where Fang Chang and the others were, it naturally counted as one as well.
In the original storyline,
You Yuan had just happened to be inside the ancestral hall, escaping disaster, and even obtained an opportunity that belonged to her within the secret realm.
In the subsequent plot, her ability to beco an important NPC was also due to that opportunity.
“Both of you.”
You Yuan pressed her lips into a thin line, all color drained from her face as her eyes stared fixedly at the two of them.
“I am You Yuan, daughter of You Yiming, the master of dicine Master Manor. My father has many connections and is currently hosting the True Cultivator Assembly with such intentions. If either of you has any requests, you may as well state them.”
You Yuan had a good temperant; even in such a situation, she remained composed.
Zhao Yuntong said coldly, “His na is Fang Chang. He is a notorious flower thief in the cultivation world who delights in won’s Primal Yin. This ti, he has co for your body.”
You Yuan’s expression changed drastically.
Seeing Fang Chang look over,
she forced out a stiff smile:
“I… I am far less beautiful than this elder sister… Moreover, if Fellow Daoist Fang intends dual cultivation, I know several Cultivators of the Desire Path. They would better allow you to experience the joys of union…”
Fang Chang sneered, “Heh heh heh—what I love most are shy maidens like you, pure and unrefined, far beyond comparison with those worn-out Desire Path won.”
You Yuan’s face turned deathly pale.
A trace of fear appeared in her eyes as she looked at Fang Chang.
She struggled a few tis, but the bound curves of her body beca even more pronounced.
The rope sank into both sides of her waist, tightening into two shallow arcs. Further down, her hips tensed, stretching the loops binding her thighs to their fullest.
“Hmph!”
Zhao Yuntong snorted coldly.
This woman was truly troubleso—she was the one who suggested the persona, yet now that they followed along with a joke, she herself beca unhappy.
Fang Chang no longer bothered teasing You Yuan.
He waved his hand, signaling Zhao Yuntong to gag her, lest her noise attract unwanted attention.
Zhao Yuntong, dressed in flowing crimson garnts, exuded a grand and stunning beauty. With a wave of her hand, a talisman carrying crimson Thought-Fla drifted out and imprinted itself upon You Yuan’s lips.
Her expression remained cold as she lowered her head and leaned close to You Yuan’s ear.
“Earlier, you said your father has many connections—is that true?”
You Yuan was naturally terrified.
But seeing Fang Chang lazily reclining on the ditation cushion, seemingly with no intention of making a move,
she nodded in confusion upon hearing the question.
“Very good.”
Zhao Yuntong curled her lips into a smile of incomparable beauty.
“You heard what we said, didn’t you? Rember—Fang Chang is a flower thief who specifically harms maidens. Spread the word so that won must never approach him. Do you understand?”
You Yuan froze for a mont: “?”
Fang Chang sighed.
“I can hear you.”
“That was ant for you to hear.”
Zhao Yuntong showed no guilt whatsoever. “A lazy good-for-nothing like you, who would lie down whenever possible instead of sitting, already has poor aptitude. If won were to disturb your mind further, you might never break through the Second Realm in this lifeti. I must properly keep you in check.”
Fang Chang had indeed been struck at a sore spot and did not want to respond.
Recently, he had given up on improving his own cultivation.
There was no helping it—his aptitude was truly abysmal.
A few days ago, he struggled a bit and successfully pushed his experience from 6 points to… 7 points.
Even a dog at the Qi Absorption stage, dozing off all day, might progress faster than him.
It was quite discouraging.
In stark contrast was Cheng Hua’s progress:
【Bound Target: Cheng Hua (Second Realm · Spirit Preservation)】
【Soul-Linked Corpse Puppet: Zhao Yuntong】
【Current Cultivation Feedback Available: 35↑】
【Host’s Current Cultivation: 7/500 (First Realm · Qi Absorption)】
From the original 12 experience points to 35 points.
And note—this was only part of her cultivation progress!
If calculated fully, she was dozens of tis faster than Fang Chang.
Without a doubt,
Fang Chang had given up.
With his heaven-defying talent! With his unremitting effort! Deep Blue stat allocation!
The ancestral hall was filled with the fragrance of fruit, while the scent of mugwort lingered faintly.
They quietly waited for the secret realm to arrive.
Judging the ti, it should be about—
“Knock knock knock—”
At that mont, a knocking sound rang out without warning.
Fang Chang opened his eyes, his expression strange.
Zhao Yuntong was startled, her entire body tensing as Thought-Fla burst into life around her.
She had not sensed anyone approaching.
“This humble nun knows the benefactor is inside.”
The person outside spoke.
Her voice was gentle, like the soft chanting of scriptures.
Perhaps seeing that there was no response for a long ti,
she continued earnestly:
“The 《Four-Part Vinaya》 records that the monk Kālodāyin, by inviting won with the words ‘enter my room and see,’ spoke crude speech and ultimately committed a grave offense.
Benefactor Fang Chang, the Buddha established three thousand dignified rules and eighty thousand minor practices. Among them, ‘not entering another’s room without cause’ is one. Even if you are not a monastic, you should still avoid actions that may give rise to misunderstanding.”
When Zhao Yuntong heard the person outside call out Fang Chang’s na,
and realized it was a woman, the Thought-Fla around her grew even more intense, jealousy surging in her eyes. “Who is this?”
Fang Chang shook his head and got up to open the door.
A waft of sandalwood fragrance drifted in.
Zhang Su held a string of Buddhist beads, dressed in a moon-white monk’s robe. Though loose, it could not conceal the full, rounded curves of her chest and hips.
Yet her face was gentle and kind, like a compassionate observer of the world.
“Why are you here? Still unwilling and ca to seek revenge?”
Fang Chang said helplessly.
Zhang Su’s expression beca sowhat unnatural.
The tips of her ears burned as she did not dare et Fang Chang’s gaze.
“That is not the case. I did not expect Benefactor Fang to be one who conceals divine radiance within. I was previously disrespectful, so I ca to—”
As she spoke, she suddenly froze in place.
Her gaze fixed on You Yuan, who was tightly bound inside the hall.
You Yuan struggled desperately; though she could not speak, her face was filled with pleading for help.
Zhang Su looked at Fang Chang in alarm.
“Benefactor Fang, you…”
“Who is she?”
Zhao Yuntong asked again, her voice louder this ti.
At the sa mont, the sunlight outside the ancestral hall abruptly vanished, and a torrential downpour descended without warning.
When the first drop of rain struck the ground, the entire dicine Master Manor began to tremble violently.
As if a great earth dragon had turned over.
Fang Chang sighed.
“You shouldn’t have co.”
Without Zhang Su, a Fourth Realm Sitting in Forgetfulness powerhouse, and with Dai Bojun elsewhere,
there would be no one to protect Lü Muxue within the secret realm.
She would die.
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