Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 297 - 102: Ah~~~

"Did Mountain Master Yun intentionally let us know Yun Wu’s secret?"

Hearing Yun Chen’s words, Qin Gengyun wasn’t really surprised. Ever since arriving at Cloud Bamboo Mountain, everything he saw and heard seemed strange to him.

Why would Xiaowu, who was so naive it bordered on foolishness and was the mountain master’s daughter, be trusted to go down the mountain alone so easily, even casually opening the Concealment Array to bring outsiders up the mountain?

Those children who grew up on the mountain, yet understood the Eastern Cultivator etiquette, seemed ready to leave Cloud Bamboo Mountain at any moment.

Then Yun Wu openly absorbed most of the Spiritual Energy from Cloud Bamboo Mountain right in front of them, revealing all his secrets.

Clearly, all of this was directed by Yun Chen.

Yun Chen glanced at the bewildered Yun Wu and chuckled:

"While we were chatting with Taoist Friend Nian during the day, I heard that the Immortal’s Relic you’re seeking happens to be in the back mountain of Cloud Bamboo Mountain. But the Desolate Mist blocks the way, and you cannot enter. At the time, I told Taoist Friend Nian that I have a way."

Liu Su immediately realized: "Mountain Master Yun means that Yun Wu can absorb all that Desolate Mist?"

The Desolate Mist is essentially highly concentrated Spiritual Energy, and given Yun Wu’s Pure Spirit Body can indeed absorb vast amounts of Spiritual Energy, this makes sense.

Yun Chen stroked his beard with a smile: "Taoist Friend Susu is indeed wise. I plan to let my little girl take you to the back mountain to help you find that Immortal’s Relic."

Liu Su cheered, "That’s great!"

He looked at Qin Gengyun and then at Si Minglan, meaning that they were saved.

However, Ye Xiyue stood beside them, so this could not be said out loud.

Si Minglan was startled, not expecting that the road blocked by the Desolate Mist could be solved so easily, and her expression finally showed anticipation.

Mo Xiaolan was somewhat worried, but Qin Gengyun had already spoken: "But the Desolate Mist is not like ordinary Spiritual Energy. Will Xiaowu be alright?"

The couple exchanged a glance, clearly thinking the same thing.

Yun Chen smiled and said, "Little Friend Qin, don’t worry. My daughter’s Pure Spirit Body is likely the purest in five thousand years. The Desolate Mist in the back mountain won’t be a problem for her."

Standing at a distance, Ye Xiyue said coldly, "If that’s the case, then let’s head out."

"Wait a moment."

Qin Gengyun cupped his hands towards Yun Chen and said, "Since Mountain Master Yun is helping us so, you must have a request. Please speak directly."

Niantang nodded slightly, standing quietly aside, the corners of her mouth subtly raised under her veil.

Her husband was no longer the low-level cultivator who once scraped by in a small alley.

Now, he was composed, observant, and had an air of maturity.

Yun Wu, however, looked completely puzzled. She was too pure and only understood that her father wanted her to go to the back mountain to absorb the Desolate Mist. All the twisting lines of conversation were beyond her.

Yun Chen glanced at his daughter, then after a pause, said to Yun Wu:

"Daughter, take them to the back mountain first. I have something to discuss with Little Friend Qin, Little Friend Mo, and Taoist Friend Nian."

Yun Wu acknowledged with an "oh" and started leading the group out of the courtyard. After a few steps, she suddenly ran back and took Yun Chen’s arm, her voice playful and adorable:

"Father, you promised to make bamboo shoots with cured meat for me tomorrow!"

Yun Chen lifted his hand to brush aside Yun Wu’s bangs: "I said another day; Father has things to do tomorrow."

"No way!"

Yun Wu clung to Yun Chen’s arm, pouting, while Yun Chen looked at her indulgently and smiled:

"Alright, alright, we’ll do it tomorrow."

"Promise me you won’t change your mind again, huh!"

Yun Wu huffed lightly before finally letting go of Yun Chen and leading the others onward.

"Xiaowu."

Yun Chen suddenly called out from behind, and Yun Wu turned back. Yun Chen looked deeply at his daughter and smiled:

"It’s nothing, go ahead, and remember to take care of yourself."

Yun Wu cheerfully replied, "Father, don’t worry, I’ll be right back!"

"Alright..."

Yun Chen gave her one last look, waved with a smile:

"Go on."

His voice seemed a bit hoarse, but Yun Wu didn’t notice, happily walking out of the courtyard.

The others had caught on to something, their expressions somewhat complex, while only Yun Wu remained cheerful, as if everything in her world was beautiful.

Yun Zhen paused for a moment, then suddenly stopped and said to the others:

"My cultivation is the lowest; I can’t help much if I go with you, so I’ll stay here."

The others looked at her, understanding her thoughts.

Spirit Corpse Mountain might come at any time, and Yun Zhen wanted to avenge Mo Sha.

"Yun Zhen, the Immortal’s Relic might still contain something beneficial to you. Why not come with us? Afterwards, I will join you to help Mountain Master Yun defend the mountain."

Qin Gengyun suddenly said to her.

Yun Zhen looked at him, smiled, and shook her head: "This is my grudge with Mo Sha, unrelated to others. You should all proceed without delay."

She then went to Fang Xue’s side, gave her a hug; the two young girls had bonded like sisters along the journey.

"Xiaoxue, if I survive, I will come find you."

"Yun Zhen..."

Fang Xue seemed to sense something, her eyes turning slightly red.

Afterwards, Yun Zhen bowed deeply to the others: "Thank you all for your care along the way. As an orphan of Cloud Pattern Mountain, Yun Zhen bids farewell!"

With that, she strode away, the Cloud Pattern Star Spear in her hand, her figure straight, moving swiftly like a shooting star.

Everyone silently watched her tall figure disappear, a subtle feeling stirring within their hearts.

This departure might be a farewell forever.

But with the Immortal’s Relic right ahead, Qin Gengyun’s Pill Poison, and Si Minglan’s life-saving Cultivation Technique tied to it, they had no choice but to go.

Only Yun Wu cheerfully said, "Let’s hurry, once we return from the back mountain, I want to play with Yun Zhen."

Yun Chen smiled and waved, "Go on, hurry and return soon."

Under Yun Wu’s guidance, everyone headed towards the back mountain.

Ye Xiyue gave Niantang a cold look, signaling her not to play any tricks, and then followed along.

Mo Xiaolan hadn’t expected to be left behind with Qin Gengyun and his disciple, glancing at the two, feeling inexplicably awkward.

Once the others left, Yun Chen suddenly stood up, walked in front of the three, and astonishingly knelt on one knee!

Qin Gengyun and Mo Xiaolan were startled, hurriedly reaching out to support him, but Yun Chen was in the Golden Core Realm, and two Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn’t move him, only able to watch as the white-haired Yun Chen knelt before them.

"Senior Yun, why are you doing this?"

Yun Chen looked up at the three, and solemnly said:

"Please, in light of my assistance today, take care of my daughter in the future. Little Wu has never left Cloud Bamboo Mountain since she was young, unaware of the dangers of the world, unfamiliar with social customs. If no one watches over her outside, I fear her fate might be worse than the previous Pure Spirit Bodies!"

Yun Chen’s grand gesture, his voice filled with lament, clearly carried the intent of entrusting his child.

Mo Xiaolan said, "Mountain Master Yun, I am willing to stay and help guard the mountain with you!"

Qin Gengyun nodded, "The tragedies of Cloud Pattern Mountain and Xiaoque’Er should not happen again!"

Niantang remained silent, quietly standing.

Yun Chen looked up at her, Niantang slightly shook her head, and Yun Chen understood, gratefully saying to the two:

"If so, then I thank you both for your righteousness! Go explore the Immortal’s Relic first, and when you return, we shall fight side by side!"

Qin Gengyun said worriedly, "Mountain Master Yun, what if Spirit Corpse Mountain attacks tonight..."

Yun Chen laughed, "Little Friend Qin, don’t worry, Cloud Bamboo Mountain has a Concealment Array. It’s not so easy for Spirit Corpse Mountain to find the way up."

Qin Gengyun and Mo Xiaolan exchanged glances, both finding reason, and cupped their hands:

"In that case, we’ll go explore the Immortal’s Relic first."

"Alright, be careful, all three of you."

Yun Chen escorted the three out of the courtyard, watching them depart into the distance, as a cold voice sounded in his ear:

"Mountain Master Yun, once matters in Northern Wilderness are settled, my husband will go to Zhenyang Sect. If you want Yun Wu to join Zhenyang Sect, he can accompany Yun Wu and look after each other."

Yun Chen seemed unsurprised, replying with a transmission:

"Fairy Qinglian, I know what you intend. Little Wu can store a large amount of Spiritual Power, which can compensate for Little Friend Qin’s Spiritual Power not keeping up with techniques, but I don’t want my daughter to become someone else’s tool for Spiritual Energy."

He paused, then continued, "Unless he truly treats Little Wu sincerely, and Little Wu also has affections for him, but then, Fairy Qinglian, can you accept it?"

Moments later, Xia Qinglian’s voice echoed, "I would leave him anyway. If Little Wu and he are willing, I would only be happy."

"What about Mo Xiaoyou? Your sister Liu Su? I don’t want Little Wu competing for affection."

"With my husband’s character, he will fulfill his promises, taking care of Yun Wu. As for their future, that’s beyond the control of you and me, the ones on the brink of death."

"Hahaha, Fairy Qinglian, you’re right. We are just paving the way, but their future path will be theirs to walk!"

...

"Master, what’s wrong?"

Cloud Bamboo’s back mountain was shrouded in dense, black cloud-like Desolate Mist, completely blocking the road ahead.

They stood before the Desolate Mist, unable to approach.

Qin Gengyun noticed Niantang next to him, lost in thoughts, and whispered to her.

Niantang regained her senses, glanced at him with cold eyes, "Nothing, just stay close to me later, don’t wander off."

"Don’t worry, Master."

Behind them, Liu Su’s panting voice called, "Hey, you two are all set, what about me? Who’s going to help carry this one?"

She was carrying the snoring Hammer Girl, still holding onto the big hammer, panting heavily.

Niantang coolly glanced at the Hammer Girl on Liu Su’s back, speaking with indifference:

"You won’t have to carry her for long."

Liu Su was stunned, then understood, glancing back at the adorably sleeping Little Hammer, silently sighing.

Little Hammer, perhaps when you wake, we won’t be friends anymore.

"Fellow Taoists, please step back a little, I am about to start absorbing."

Up ahead, Yun Wu’s naive voice rang, Fang Xue was still somewhat worried:

"Xiaowu, this is Desolate Mist. You haven’t even digested the Spiritual Energy you absorbed earlier; why not wait a bit longer?"

Yun Wu had just absorbed all the Spiritual Energy from the front mountain of Cloud Bamboo, and the Spiritual Energy contained within the Desolate Mist at the back seemed a hundred times greater.

Even a Pure Spirit Body has its limits.

Yun Wu scratched her cheek, "Don’t worry, I’m very capable of absorbing."

Then she turned toward the Desolate Mist, spreading her arms, opening her mouth wide, uttering a cute single syllable:

"Ah~~~"

In the next moment, the dense ink-like Desolate Mist suddenly paused, then a gust of wind arose, and the giant "ink blobs" surged towards Yun Wu!

This momentum, like monstrous waves crashing, or a galaxy falling, the black Desolate Mist seemed to transform into an ancient beast, roaring as it rushed forth!