She ca at this mont not only because she was traveling on foot, but also because she discovered sothing interesting along the way.
Although Wu Buxu's sword challenge had nothing to do with her, Yin Weiyin didn't stand idle. She ca here now to deliver her discovery.
But what exactly did she see?
The resentnt and bitterness in the female crown's heart were almost written plainly on her face, yet she forced herself to maintain the dignity of the Taichua Goddess, standing perfectly still in place.
If it were anyone else, she could just let it slide,
but when it ca to Min Ning, she'd be damned if she showed weakness before this woman.
So Yin Weiyin stood her ground, waiting for Chen Yi to shake off Min Ning and walk to her side.
Chen Yi was in a dilemma at the mont, caught squarely between the two won. He wanted to balance everything equally, without offending either.
He had been married to Yin Weiyin for less than a year, and he was still bound by their forr agreent to protect the face of her Taichua Goddess title. By reason, he should favor her. Yet, having just reunited with Min Ning and recalling the feelings between them, he couldn't just neglect her either.
Chen Yi pressed his forehead, sensing faint tingling at his scalp. Why hadn't things been this difficult before?
At the height of this awkward mont, Min Ning took the initiative to let go of his hand, applying subtle force at her fingertips to lightly push him away.
Chen Yi was suddenly propelled a yard away from her.
Before he could turn around, a secret transmission echoed in his ear:
"I won't stoop to her level."
A glimr of surprise passed through Chen Yi's heart, and he imdiately strode onward.
From the female crown's perspective, however, it appeared as though Chen Yi had pushed Min Ning aside and was now walking toward her.
Yin Weiyin instantly curved her lips into a smile, her earlier bitterness and frustration evaporating completely, replaced by an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
Lowering her gaze to glimpse Min Ning drinking alone in quiet isolation, the satisfaction doubled.
Chen Yi approached her, a faint smile on his face, and said:
"Jealous again?"
Yin Weiyin snapped back to reality, initially seeking to deny it. However, her gaze shifted, and instead, she replied:
"I heard from Tingxue that you like others being jealous for you."
"That may be true, but why do you have to be jealous every day?" Chen Yi teased, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Yin Weiyin, of course, understood the history between him and Min Ning. Despite her hidden delight, she began to feel a trace of guilt and responded:
"She provoked first. Fine, next ti I'll keep my peace by avoiding her altogether."
Inwardly, she mused that this ti at least, Min Ning should realize who the rightful wife was. It was ti to accept her win gracefully. Since Chen Yi ultimately loved her the most, why not end the matter here? Not only that—she ought to embrace the magnanimity and ease befitting a woman of the mountain.
With this thought in mind, Yin Weiyin composed herself, her expression serene, and said:
"Spend more ti with her later, and if possible, gift her sothing nice."
Seeing how quickly she changed her attitude with such apparent poise, Chen Yi couldn't help but silently chuckle to himself.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Yin Weiyin rembered sothing of importance and said:
"Oh, right. I discovered a hidden cave mansion."
Chen Yi turned back, surprised to hear this. This Sword Pool had long been a domain of Quanzhen Sect Taoists; finding a cave mansion wasn't particularly unusual. Was there any need to ntion it specifically?
Yin Weiyin spoke with deliberate calm: "The residence of Master Xuanming, Xiao Daoping."
Indeed, it was the very sword tomb atop the summit,
ho to the sole individual who ca within a single yard of becoming a Sword Immortal.
......
Turning past the brush, under skies thick with darkened clouds, dead leaves fluttered in the gale as the dim skies grew so oppressive that they were forced to light torches to proceed. Everywhere they saw was swathed in eerie verdant hues, with towering ancient trees that seed to grow from the corpses of n.
Perhaps to give Chen Yi and Min Ning space, or perhaps to avoid being deed a burden, Yin Weiyin had already returned ahead to the Absolute Sword Cavern, leaving Chen Yi and Min Ning to follow her directions in search of the cave mansion.
Xiao Daoping, as the one who nearly reached the ranks of Sword Immortal, must have developed a Sword Dao imnsely close to Wu Buxu's level.
In the cave mansion, there might be residual traces left behind that could perhaps lead to so sort of revelation or inspiration. It was known that no matter how confident one was, facing the truly unparalleled would make arrogance impossible.
Vines clung tightly to roots, wrapping them layer upon layer, as though seeking to strangle the massive trees.
Amidst the chaos of tangled foliage, a stele covered in lush green ivy erged from the landscape.
Precisely carved in upright regular script were the words "Xuanming."
As these two characters fell into their gaze, the faint sound of cascading water seed to echo in the distance, and an intangible chill swept through the air. It wasn't the usual penetrating cold that inspires fear but instead an indescribable and profound stillness.
Chen Yi had experienced this kind of chill before, during his passage by the Huangquan River in the underworld.
Xuanming, after all, had other anings tied to Yin Cao and the underworld.
Chen Yi halted his steps, lost in thought for a mont.
Through the corner of her eye, Min Ning observed him, catching an instant of hesitation flicker across his gaze.
He had truly changed. Aside from his obvious indulgence in lust, much about him had shifted.
So of these changes in Chen Yi were undeniably good, yet Min Ning also intuitively recognized those inexplicable anomalies—things that made her feel like his life was caught in murky waters.
Hesitation was just one part of it. More broadly, he no longer lived as freely or unabashedly as he had before.
During their ti at the Absolute Sword Cavern, when he held his sword, Min Ning had vaguely sensed sothing. Then, after seeing the corpses of the Taoists, her conviction deepened further.
The two approached the cave mansion, only to find its stone doors firmly shut. Clinging vines covered them densely, suggesting that no one had ventured here in ages.
Min Ning's intuition sparked suddenly, and without hesitation, she produced the token gifted by the grey-clothed Taoist earlier.
The token emitted a warm glow, and as the heavy doors vibrated, a hidden array activated. Slowly, the stone doors began to rise, snapping the tangled vines apart and releasing a pungent herbal scent.
Chen Yi, surprised, asked:
"How did you think of that?"
"There was no need to think," Min Ning paused and continued, "I rely followed what my heart desired."
Chen Yi fell silent for a mont.
Just as they were about to proceed, Min Ning, recalling their prior conversation, said: "You ntioned earlier that martial arts can change a person's nature."
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