My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 158 - 140 Lotus Pond in Heart Lake (Adding 1

Chapter 158: Chapter 140: Lotus Pond in Heart Lake (Adding 1 more for the brothers’ monthly ticket!) (4000 characters combined into 1 big chapter)_2

Chapter 158: Chapter 140: Lotus Pond in Heart Lake (Adding 1 more for the brothers’ monthly ticket!) (4000 characters combined into 1 big chapter)_2

At last, it was their turn.

Jiang Chebai stepped forward and received a purple-clothed flower from the purple-clothed female official.

However, when it was Zhao Lingfei’s turn to step forward, coincidentally, there were no more purple-clothed flowers left on the female official’s tray.

Seeing this, Jiang Chebai was moved and raised the hand holding the flower, but before he could take action, an ethereal voice had already resonated.

“Fairy, please wait a moment.”

Having said that, the purple-clothed female official turned and went to a tree that was inconspicuous yet bloomed spectacularly. She casually picked a fresh crimson purple-clothed flower and handed it to Zhao Lingfei.

Zhao Lingfei took it, glanced at it, said thanks, and then left with Jiang Chebai.

The purple-clothed female official stood there, watching Zhao Lingfei’s departing figure with a smile. Soon after, another female official brought her a full tray of purple-clothed flowers, which she took and continued distributing.

Jiang Chebai was walking down the stairs of Wangque Platform with Zhao Lingfei.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhao Lingfei gently stroking the petals of the purple-clothed flower and handed her his own, “Junior Sister Lingfei, I gift this to you.”

Zhao Lingfei looked at it, gently shook her head, and did not take it.

Jiang Chebai helplessly said, “I am but a layman who only admires swords, flowers are of no use to me. If I keep it, I will throw it away once I go down the mountain. It’s better for you to take it, Junior Sister.”

Zhao Lingfei remembered that Qian’er had once mentioned wanting to come to You Mountain to appreciate the purple-clothed flowers.

This time, Qian’er was in a trial and missed this rare chance to come up the mountain, and the flower in her hand was meant for Mr. Bai.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Lingfei said thanks and casually took Jiang Chebai’s purple-clothed flower.

The two of them walked down from Wangque Platform and descended the mountain.

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Inside a bustling tavern.

Zhao Rong’s eyes were tightly fixed on the two blurry figures about to move out of view on the water curtain.

Upon seeing the swordsman handing something to Zhao Lingfei, who then accepted it,

Zhao Rong, who had been perfectly still until then, suddenly stood up.

He picked up his tea, drank it all in one gulp, not sparing even the tea leaves…

Zhao Rong bowed his head, gently adjusted his teacup, covered it with a lid, and stood silently in place for three moments.

He left a spirit stone on the table, and the next second, he briskly walked away without looking back.

Leaving behind a group of curious customers and a waiter, who stared bewildered at the spirit stone on the table.

Gui glanced at the color of Zhao Rong’s Heart Lake, somewhat puzzled. “Where do you intend to go, Master Zhao? Don’t do anything foolish. We’ve encountered that person once before on the river, a Golden Core Sword Cultivator…”

The Sword Spirit paused for a moment, then deceitfully suggested, “Why don’t we endure it for a while and go to Southern Tranquility State to cultivate for a decade or so, then come back to regain face?”

Zhao Rong softly uttered two words.

“Shut up.”

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Jiang Chebai and Zhao Lingfei descended the mountain together.

When Zhao Lingfei had accepted the purple-clothed flower, it had relieved him, and he felt a surge of joy in his heart.

However,

at the moment, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Zhao Lingfei kept her gaze straight ahead all the way and didn’t spare him a glance.

And,

she maintained a distance between them that he found painful.

This distance was like a vast chasm.

He wanted to cross it, even if just a little closer would be good.

But Jiang Chebai was somewhat afraid to do so.

Throughout his descent, he was caught in a tangled web of thoughts.

As the exit at the base of the mountain drew closer, Jiang Chebai wished to slow down, but the pace of the woman beside him was unchanged, forcing him to keep up.

Jiang Chebai wavered momentarily.

He knew Zhao Lingfei’s personality—aloof, proud, not very talkative, devoted to cultivation.

In some ways, he was the same kind of person… at least he used to be.

Thus, he understood that such a personality, besides a very few who are truly indifferent, most are warm on the inside. The aloofness is merely because they have not yet met the right person.

And once they develop feelings for someone, it could likely last a lifetime, leaving no room for anyone else.

From his observations, it seemed there were no traces of other men around Zhao Lingfei; even in casual conversations, she never mentioned any men other than her masters.

But no presence now doesn’t mean there won’t be in the future—it’s better to be safe than sorry.

What if, like him, she suddenly meets someone?

Moreover, what exactly does she think? It seems they have known each other for quite a while…

Zhao Lingfei, unaware of the myriad thoughts of the fellow practitioner beside her, whom she had met no more than ten times, focused solely on descending the mountain.

Because of today’s trip to You Mountain.

The pervasive red of the mountainside and Teacher Lu’s happy demeanor in her wind robe brought to her mind a similarly red night.

Zhao Lingfei slightly narrowed her autumn-water-like slender eyes, looking steadfastly ahead.

A figure in white passed through patch after patch of dazzling, bridal-like flower forests.

At this moment, her Heart Lake was displaying a peculiar scenery.

It was a lotus pond.

If Gui had a chance to take a look, he would definitely praise it for being half as splendid as it used to be…

Such a phenomenon at the Heart Lake Lotus Pond must undoubtedly belong to a first-rate Sword Immortal Seed through the ages.

However.

At this moment, the state of the lotus pond was peculiar, as one could see no water at all, only a pond full of silt, yet amidst it, a Qinglian stood tall and vibrant, untainted and unblemished, standing alone and impeccably planted.

This bizarre sight of half decay and half bursting vitality made that Qinglian appear extraordinarily enchanting.

Lacking a source of fresh water, it had lost the essence of the “cleansing ripples without enchantment” from a Confucian Saint’s poem.

If one looked closely, one could discover two Flying Swords hidden in this Heart Lake Lotus Pond.

One was dazzling, concealed within that enchanting Qinglian.

Another had a dull luster, half-buried in the filthy silt.

At that moment, the Qinglian moved without any wind, gently swaying…

Lingfei’s steps quickened, drawing ever closer to the exit below the mountain.

Finally.

Lingfei and Jiang Chebai passed through the main gate and stepped out of You Mountain.

Below You Mountain.

Many guests had already departed, but many still lingered.

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Some were accompanied by servants, but the road was congested, or they chatted in small groups, familiar faces planning a place to catch up.

Lingfei and her companion immediately drew many gazes as they walked out.

Most people around were Cultivators from Du You City and could guess their identities from their attire.

Moreover, those attentive could, with even a slight listen, ascertain from fragments of conversations who the young man and woman were.

Lingfei glanced around and immediately spotted Ning Ying and her companions from Taiching Prefecture who were waiting for her. Without bidding farewell to Jiang Chebai, she walked straight towards them.

Yet, the gazes of her companions from Taiching Prefecture were a bit strange, and Ning Ying slightly lifted her head to gesture with her pointed chin towards Jiang Chebai.

Seeing this, Lingfei shook her head calmly, ignoring them.

Behind her.

Jiang Chebai, seeing the woman leave without greeting, felt a sense of melancholy.

He swiftly scanned the surroundings.

He didn’t see that clearly troublesome girl in a pink skirt, and some people’s ambiguous looks only heated his heart.

Jiang Chebai immediately released the restriction on the Cold Cicada behind him.

The sound of the cicada was joyous and unending.

The trembling could be heard for dozens of meters around.

“Sister Lingfei, please wait!”

The onlookers turned their heads, and the noise gradually ceased.

Ning Ying chuckled softly.

In the crowd, a young Confucian Scholar who had arrived earlier silently stared, clutching tightly at the Jade Token around his waist.

Very tightly.

While the center of everyone’s attention, the woman walked a few steps further yet stopped.

“Brother Jiang, is there something urgent?”

Jiang Chebai’s teeth slightly trembled, “Indeed, there is something very important that I need to discuss with Sister Lingfei.”

Lingfei’s silhouette was silent for a moment before she turned around, facing Jiang Chebai.

Their eyes met.

Lingfei stared into his eyes, her expression serious, “What is it?”

Jiang Chebai stepped forward, stopping three steps in front of Lingfei.

He took a deep breath, gazing at this woman nearly as tall as himself.

Jiang Chebai’s eyes were vividly spirited.

For a moment, he was silent.

At that time.

The only sound in the arena was the joyous chirping of the Cold Cicada, echoing around.

“Brother Jiang, what is the matter?”

Her expression still composed.

Jiang Chebai suddenly took off the sword he wore on his back.

He laid it horizontally.

Placed it in front of Lingfei.

Jiang Chebai spoke emphatically, “Sister Lingfei, the Cold Cicada likes you.”

As soon as he said this.

His arm, body, and voice all trembled along with the sword.

The crowd that had been quietly observing burst into a significant uproar.