My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 151 - 136 The Lord is Already Married

Chapter 151: Chapter 136: The Lord is Already Married

Chapter 151: Chapter 136: The Lord is Already Married

Zhao Rong really almost tripped.

Firstly, because his attention was caught by the conversation of the Taiching Prefecture’s students less than ten meters ahead.

Especially the laughing words of a red-clothed woman, whose graceful figure could only be seen from the back.

Secondly, they were currently ascending the stairs, and not far ahead was the entrance to the path leading up You Mountain.

He wasn’t paying attention and missed a step.

But he quickly regained his balance with agility.

However.

Zhao Rong, at the Ascending Realm’s Clothes-fluttering stage, could eavesdrop on the conversation of those ahead, all of whom had cultivation above the Fu Yao Realm, including a Demon Race Sword Cultivator of the Fifth Realm.

They couldn’t miss the noise he made.

The next moment.

The group ahead turned around at the sound.

Zhao Rong froze.

Facing pairs of eyes, some sharp and some indifferent.

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He didn’t look at them immediately but instead slightly widened his eyes, staring straight at the back of a tall woman in white.

Fortunately… she was still facing away!

Qing Jun didn’t turn around.

The next moment.

Zhao Rong slightly tilted his head, alerted by the gaze of the red-clothed woman beside Qing Jun.

Only now did Zhao Rong get a clear view of the woman who seemed to be on good terms with Qing Jun.

The woman, appearing to be around twenty years old in a fiery red robe, accentuated her charming, curvaceous figure.

Her hair adorned with lotus flower hairpins, framed by soft willow-like hairstyles.

A pearl-flowered hairpin adorned her head, dangling red tassels complementing her hair.

At that moment, she glanced back.

Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with vivacity, yet her makeup was demure and refined.

This combination inadvertently exuded an alluring charm.

This was Zhao Rong’s first impression.

However, upon a closer look, Zhao Rong could sense the familiar cold aloofness hiding behind the woman’s lively charm.

Human interactions can sometimes be so wonderful that a first glance can draw a clear divide between two people.

After giving him a scrutinizing look, the red-clothed woman casually turned back.

Is this the White Flood Dragon from that day at Li River, who nearly collided with the Dragon Ship?

Phew~

It seems she didn’t recognize me… Is this due to that hidden, so-called unremarkable golden finger?

Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched, and for some reason, he was reminded of those terrifying, bloody eyes from that day.

Pupils slit.

As if hiding a frightening power to captivate souls.

Completely incongruous with the image of “red lips, red dress, lotus beauty” before him.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

Seeing the students from the prefecture turning around, he continued walking forward without stopping.

Zhao Rong suddenly realized.

Wasn’t he supposed to call out to Qing Jun? This was a rare opportunity… Well, although it felt a bit inappropriate given the crowd…

He quickened his pace and moved forward, but by then, it was almost too late.

At the entrance to You Mountain, the person receiving guests saw the red-clothed woman, respectfully addressed her “Elder Ning” and promptly allowed them to pass without checking the gold passes of the Taiching Prefecture group.

Zhao Rong slowly stopped at the entrance.

He paid no attention to the peculiar looks from the person greeting guests.

He silently stared at the slim silhouette of Qing Jun ascending the mountain.

The intimate name only he would call, which rested in his throat, was swallowed back down.

The next moment.

Zhao Rong averted his gaze and turned away, walking to one side.

——————

Everything had just happened in the space of a few breaths.

The group of residence students from Taiching Prefecture looked back a few times.

Noticing he was just an ordinary Confucian scholar dressed in common blue robes, they also casually turned back around.

On the road, attracting the attention of passersby was something most were already accustomed to and didn’t find unusual.

Among the group of students, a long-haired girl with an extraordinary demeanor noticed Zhao Rong “foolishly” fixed on someone’s gaze and pulled up the corners of her mouth slightly as she turned her head.

Afterward, she continued to watch the two girls who were surrounded and elevated by the crowd.

She, too, had once been a genius in her own home kingdom.

Her talent, appearance, and family background were all top-notch, and being selected for the Taiching Four Mansions, which gathered talents from an entire province, brought her boundless glory across several countries in her homeland.

To this day, her name remains the pride of her clan back home.

But.

It was only after she left the medium-sized, inconspicuous kingdom in Wangque Continent and arrived at Taiching Prefecture in Du You City that.

She realized just how vast this world was.

There will always be someone better than you, skies beyond your skies, better cultivation talents, more impressive spirits, and let’s not even talk about family background.

Here, the proud heads of most so-called geniuses would be bowed, their arrogance shattered by reality, and even the most flamboyant talents had learned to keep themselves hidden.

And those who could still hold their heads high were just a small handful.

With an inexplicable emotion in her eyes, she fixed her gaze on the two girls subtly protected by the crowd.

One was lazy and carefree, showing off her personality at will, dominating the conversation with just a few words.

The other was serene and tranquil, listening quietly with downcast eyes, occasionally responding when spoken to. When engaged, she would not disregard others and look into their eyes during conversations, creating a sense that she was sincerely listening. Sometimes her faint smile would surprise and delight people.

Though the interactions among the crowd seemed close and lively at first glance, the atmosphere was casual.

But when you were part of it, you could feel the cautiousness and precision of most people.

Because she felt it too.

Indeed, there were the residence students in the Taiching Four Mansions who would bury their heads, oblivious to worldly matters, and focus solely on their cultivation.

But most still valued social connections, using the platform of the Taiching Four Mansions to proactively seek out those with resources and power, gathering around these gifted individuals.

Naturally, this formed various small groups.

Experience proved that this way of making friends was indeed useful.

The long-haired girl squinted, glancing at the vermilion-colored forest on either side. It was also her first time on You Mountain; she had only looked at it from a distance before and now scrutinized the Wangque Platform at the mountaintop.

The couple holding the cultivation partner ceremony amidst the endless beauty of You Mountain, and with the help of the Golden Core, were an example.

Cheng Lugu was the son of the deputy sect master of one of the only two Immortal families in the northern part of Wangque.

This time, he had helped many students who couldn’t achieve their Golden Core graduation, giving them the opportunity to join the Xinran Sect.

Because at Taiching Prefecture, once you turn twenty-eight, whether or not you have a Golden Core, you must leave the Prefecture.

Joining the Xinran Sect was one of the top options for Taiching Prefecture students after leaving.

Of course, those very few geniuses who could achieve Golden Core graduation were an exception; they were coveted by various powers in Wangque Continent, with many conditions promised before they even graduated…

The long-haired girl couldn’t help but glance at Zhao Lingfei.

Rumors within the Prefecture said that this junior sister Zhao had already been reserved by Tianya Sword Pavilion upon her last return home, though it was unclear if this was true or false. Weren’t there several powerful figures within the Prefecture hoping she would stay?

However, junior sister Zhao would probably go to Tianya Sword Pavilion, after all, it is the top choice for Human Clan sword cultivators to aspire to.

One wonders what benefits Tianya Sword Pavilion promised her to secure her reservation…

The long-haired girl quietly watched Zhao Lingfei, pausing suddenly in her gaze.

There was Zhao Lingfei’s hair, bundled up in a mass of green silk.

“Junior sister Lingfei, there’s a rumor in the Prefecture that you’ve married during your last return home, is that true?”