Chapter 658: Chapter 091 Heavenly Destiny Enlightennt Tea
Luo Stone Ancestor Star, Divine Dynasty Treasure Pavilion Branch’s elegant and private courtyard.
"Master, thank you for understanding Yilan’s predicant."
Yilan stood under an ancient parasol tree, exclaiming in surprise and delight.
Seeing Zhou Yan’s troubled gaze, she felt helpless too, but as the Netherworld Goddess in terms of status and position, was far from soone she, a Princess of the Divine Dynasty from the Lower Realm, could afford to offend.
Indeed, it was for this reason that Princess Yilan felt a thorn in her heart for making a promise she could not keep.
In fact, she was soone who always strived for perfection in everything; it was because of this trait that she often followed through on her promises, adamant that they be fulfilled.
Yet now, rely an urgent Imperial Decree made her abandon her original intentions, contravening her heart and her Tao.
Although it seed like a trivial matter, the ntal block that ford from this triviality could cause her cultivation to stagnate, turning it into no small issue.
At this mont, Zhou Yan’s words imdiately resolved all her knots, filling her heart with joy and gratitude.
The second option she proposed was indeed more suitable for Zhou Yan, but it was but a compromise, which would leave a shadow in her heart.
This was why spiritual cultivation mattered so much; others might not care too much, but Yilan, due to her nature, paid great attention to whether her thoughts flowed smoothly.
"I see that your cultivation must be related to the way of the spirit, hence why unobstructed thoughts are important for you. And for , even if I were to et the Netherworld Goddess, it would not matter."
Zhou Yan explained with an indifferent smile, facing Yilan’s gratitude with detachnt.
Yilan was touched in an indescribable way. Across the Ye Sha Ancestor Star and even the Heavenly Emperor Universe, many talents had once been kind to her, but Yilan never felt that any of them could catch her eye,
but now, having just interacted with Wei Li Zhou Yan for a short while, she felt she was already developing... a tendency.
Lost in her chaotic thoughts, Yilan heard Zhou Yan say, "If you really feel grateful that your instructor has helped you, why not serve your instructor well?"
"As for how to serve, that will depend on your sincerity."
Zhou Yan’s arrogant words stunned Qingcheng, who had just arrived to relay a ssage.
Although Qingcheng knew the Princess liked to recruit talented and beautiful young people to serve her, and had recruited nearly a hundred such people to date, the one in front of her, even though he had beco the Princess’s ’instructor’ in na, was too, too frivolous, was he not? Knowing the Princess’s identity and still behaving in such a low manner?
Cheng’er widened her eyes and stared at Zhou Yan as if trying to spot sothing different about him.
Yet, Zhou Yan wore an expression of arrogance and self-confidence, as if everything he did was a matter of course, not taking all things under heaven and Earth into consideration.
Zhou Yan’s appearance was very handso, but upon closer inspection, it was hard to retain a lasting impression. Looking again, Zhou Yan seed a bit vague, sowhat mysterious.
Keeping in mind what the Qianhe Sect Leader had told her on behalf of the Princess, Cheng’er wasn’t angry or overly suspicious of Zhou Yan, because just after three glances, she too noticed sothing extraordinary about him.
"Ah—Master..."
Princess Yilan’s cheeks flushed.
Her blush complented her unparalleled beauty, indeed very captivating.
"Hey, why not beco my disciple, call
’Master’, and then... hm, what seems to be in fashion these days... When Master has work to do, I’ll teach you, and when idle, we’ll ’deepen’ our interaction. How does that sound to you, Yilan?" Zhou Yan said, smiling.
He suddenly found that this girl who liked to blush, who appeared strong in front of others but sheepish before him, was quite interesting.
Of course, this also fit his current identity perfectly.
Yilan’s cheeks were burning, too shy to et Zhou Yan’s sowhat ’indiscreet’ gaze now.
Zhou Yan’s invisible domineering yet unorthodox deanor had a strong magnetic pull, tightly captivating her heart.
And Zhou Yan’s inexplicable, unknown mysterious allure and his profound abilities made her deeply infatuated.
Even deep down, she felt Zhou Yan was of a formidable origin, possessing a near-God bloodline, truly a peerless genius.
This was an inexplicable feeling, but one that had never erged before, and now that it had, it gnawed at Yilan’s heart constantly, making her unable to forget this inexplicable sensation.
This... perhaps was what they call ’love at first sight.’
She cautioned herself in secret yet found it hard to maintain a girl’s reserve in Zhou Yan’s presence, shyly saying, "Master agreed to it from the start; actually, you are already Yilan’s Master. Please do not bully Yilan anymore."
Yilan gently pursed her lips, her deanor inducing pity.
"This woman is tough on the outside and tender within, pure outside but inside... Unfortunately, my purpose here is destined to differ from theirs, I... should stop ’provoking’ her to avoid letting her fall deeper."
Zhou Yan suddenly started, nearly drawn in by Yilan’s charm, and the thought sent a shiver through his heart, warning himself.
"Just when I thought that even after concealing so much of my aura, using the Heavenly chanism Shielding Technique to disguise myself, I still turn out to be endlessly charming," Zhou Yan muttered to himself. "Any extraordinary woman seems to have a particular fondness for . If this was the past, I would have been very pleased. But now, as I see the world with detachnt, and see through the Red Dust, emotions have beco a trifling matter, incapable of stirring my heart."
This was not vanity, but Zhou Yan deeply understood that wherever he went, even if he deliberately kept a low profile, he was like the dazzling sun in the night sky, bound to draw the attention of stunningly talented won.
In other words, he was like a magnet for top-tier extraordinary won to talented n, similar to the Netherworld Goddess, who even with a mysterious veil covering her face, her silhouette alone could leave countless cultivators with lingering thoughts and unable to forget her.
Among the talented and exceptional n in the world, wasn’t Zhou Yan’s allure to won just as unique as the Netherworld Goddess’s pull on extraordinary n?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yan gradually ca to terms with it in his heart.
Afterward, he did not say anything more, but gave Princess Yilan a faint smile and headed towards the Nine Sword Souls’ Flying Palace.
This was a supre treasure capable of flying through the Void, traversing Heaven and Earth, equivalent to a flying artifact, except it possessed a significantly grand presence and style that showcased one’s status.
Zhou Yan did not mind riding in such a palatial flying object. After all, it was also a form of enjoynt.
Therefore, he was the first to enter the palace.
The palace’s exterior was about the size of an eight-carried sedan chair, seemingly not very large, but its interior was extrely luxurious, like a gorgeously opulent and tender chamber—this was Princess Yilan’s inner sanctum.
Inside the palace, there was a small boudoir. The door to the boudoir was not shut, and upon entering, Zhou Yan could see personal garnts scattered inside the curtains, provoking fanciful thoughts.
"Buzz—"
The space slightly fluctuated, and Princess Yilan walked in, suddenly noticing Zhou Yan’s gaze, she paused, and her pretty face flushed even redder.
"Master... you, you’re still looking, those are a lady’s undergarnts."
Princess Yilan stamped her foot gently, coquettishly reprimanding him.
Her voice carried a hint of nasal tone.
"Heh heh."
Zhou Yan touched his nose, an instinctive action that, halfway through, froze for a split second, then he effortlessly continued the gesture, afterwards erasing it from his mory.
Because of this movent, Zhou Yan realized in a flash that so ingrained habits could not continue, they must change!
Otherwise, no matter how much he changed, soone like Mu Qingyan would certainly see through him instantly.
"Master, you should rest for a while, and I will brew a pot of Enlightennt Tea for you," Princess Yilan said, glancing at Zhou Yan bashfully, thinking he was about to make a move on her during their ti together, and she was prepared for it.
As long as Zhou Yan didn’t go too far, she would comply a bit, and let him hold hands or kiss her cheek.
But Zhou Yan was no longer initiating anything, which left her sowhat flustered and amused.
"Princess Yilan," Zhou Yan spoke gently, "it seems the Netherworld Goddess is trying to comprehend items like the Heavenly Dao Soul Stone? I have a piece with
from the Ancient Land. Can you see if there’s anything special about it? Also, our journey is rather long, I—your master—will keep you company and explain the ancient Tai Chu text to you along the way."
Although Zhou Yan softened his tone, he was also more serious.
Princess Yilan felt a flutter in her heart upon hearing these words, awakening sowhat from her daze, although she couldn’t quite hide her disappointnt.
Zhou Yan’s disregard for her charm left her feeling a little lost and struck a blow.
Nevertheless, she knew that business was more important, promptly gathered her wits, obediently nodded, and agreed, "Yes, Master."
Saying this, Princess Yilan returned to the boudoir and then soon afterwards, ca out with a pot of brewed tea.
The pot of tea exuded an aura of Enlightennt Tea as soon as it was brewed, fragrant and sweet.
Zhou Yan felt a chill in his heart—he sensed the aura of the Heavenly Destiny Tea Tree again.
Because of this aura, Zhou Yan inexplicably thought of that abandoned Heavenly Destiny Plan.
Was the Heavenly Destiny Plan truly without consequence?
What happened to one of the key figures of the plan—Chen Tianjian?
Was the ’True Illusion Spirit’ Chen Tianjian, who accompanied Mu Qingyan, the sa Chen Tianjian?
Chen Tianjian’s strength had once been above the Void Realm, but he was suppressed. Had he now stepped into the Tribulation Realm? If it was the Sword Tribulation Realm, and he was being referred to as the ’True Illusion Spirit,’ then had his combat power already broken through the constraints of the two major realms within the Tribulation Realm?
Zhou Yan’s expression grew solemn.
As if he were gently savoring tea, enjoying the tranquility with his eyes closed, in reality, he was rapidly deriving the potential changes he was about to face in the future.
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