541: Chapter 347 The Na of Tianyan 541: Chapter 347 The Na of Tianyan The next day, the rooster crow broke the dawn.
The dawn after a snowy night always arrived a little earlier than usual.
After being silent all night, the streets began to awaken once again.
Looking down from the sky, the streets slowly beca crowded with people and vehicles, leaving countless tracks in the slushy snow.
In contrast to this early dawn bustle was Linjiang’s Smoke Willow Alley.
This street, which was extraordinarily lively at night, seed extraordinarily quiet at the break of dawn.
The diligent hostesses and their patrons, for the most part, had fallen into slumber, with only the occasional carriage lazily rolling out of the stables.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone onto the face of the man sleeping atop a wooden bedstead.
Bathed in the morning light, he seed to feel a bit of discomfort, as his serene expression gradually turned into a frown, and then, at a certain mont, his eyes suddenly opened.
After staring at this unfamiliar bed curtain for a few breaths, a hint of sluggish confusion flashed through Xu Yuan’s muddled pupils.
However, before he could think further, a female voice abruptly rose from the depths of his heart:
“Awake?”
“…..”
Listening to this familiar voice, Xu Yuan’s sluggish thoughts took two seconds to rember who it belonged to:
“…You didn’t say a word all the way here, I thought you had gone mute.”
Luo Xiran snorted coldly:
“Impertinent.
My silence was due to concern that you, a little devil, harbored doubts in your heart.
If I had any interaction with that contemporary Saintess, would you be at ease?”
“Heh…
that you have a heart at all.”
Forcing a smile, Xu Yuan rubbed his slightly swollen temples as he struggled to sit up from the bedstead, his gaze sweeping around the room.
What t his eyes sowhat surprised him.
The large chamber was ancient and elegant, with everything from a screen embroidered with ladies, a precious ancient zither, a sandalwood chessboard, and a tea table, to even a stage so ten ters away from the bed.
Seeing these furnishings, Xu Yuan squinted his eyes in pain.
Hook Bar…
Why was he in a Hook Bar?
Leaning on the soft cushion at the head of the bed, Xu Yuan rubbed his temples hard, trying to rember, but his mind was nothing but a mushy ss.
It was as if soone had plunged a stick into his brain and then stirred it vigorously.
Whenever he attempted to think, nausea and dizziness surged to the forefront.
Halting his thoughts, Xu Yuan spoke with a dry voice, sounding sowhat pained:
“..Where are we?”
Luo Xiran did not reply imdiately; after a few breaths, a breeze lifted, and from the Blood Divine Stone erged a graceful figure.
Luo Xiran landed on her lotus boots, exuding composure, and with a faint glance at the pained-looking youngster, uttered two words:
“Hook Bar.”
“I of course know it’s a Hook Bar.”
Xu Yuan glanced up with difficulty and glared at this old woman: “What I’m asking is why are we here?”
Luo Xiran chuckled lightly and knelt down by the tea set in the room, not beating around the bush:
“Wu Yuan brought you here.”
“Qingyan…”
Xu Yuan bit his lip corner, pounding his temples: “Where is she?”
Luo Xiran toyed with the tea set on the low table, replying softly:
“She watched over you all night.
Soone ca to see her just a mont ago, so she left.”
“….”
Soone ca to see her…
This statent, like a spark, gradually brought the mories from before his blackout the previous night into Xu Yuan’s mind.
The cracked black silk wrapped chest, Tianyan’s stick, the imnse sense of security, and…
the way she looked at him.
As the mory settled on her divinely radiant golden eyes, a hint of gold suddenly appeared in Xu Yuan’s dark pupils.
But at the instant the golden light appeared,
the discomfort of nausea and dizziness he felt before the blackout surged once again, rapidly spreading through his heart…
Halting his recollections, the discomfort imdiately faded, and the golden light in his eyes also gradually dissipated.
Silently leaning against the bedstead.
After a while,
Luo Xiran’s voice, filled with laughter, resonated, her tone gentle:
“Little devil, it seems the perceptiveness of your Innate Taoist Body is sowhat lacking.”
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes:
“Do you know what happened last night?”
Luo Xiran looked at him, her eyes revealing a trace of interest:
“What do you think?
I was once a Saint, and also one of the candidates for Saintess.”
After these words, silence fell.
Although still feeling dizzy, as the initial chaos of awakening gradually subsided, Xu Yuan’s thought processes slowly began to recover.
He whispered softly to himself:
“A candidate for Saintess…?”
Although he had only started on the path of cultivation a little over a year ago, the confidential docunts from the Pri Minister’s Mansion had given him a vision far beyond that of an ordinary Great Grandmaster.
The bizarre phenonon just now was clearly sothing Tianyan had left for him.
As for what was left…
Thinking this, Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look at the carefree woman across from him, licked his dry lips, and uttered three words:
“Yantian Art?”
Luo Xiran’s eyes showed a hint of surprise:
“You little devil actually know?”
Upon hearing her words, Xu Yuan felt a rush of relief and chuckled softly as he leaned against the bed’s headrest, offering an explanation in a murmur:
“I know a bit.
Your brother once told that only the Soul Chapter of the Yantian Art could restore my mory.”
Luo Xiran’s hand, playing with the tea utensils, paused slightly, and she frowned:
“Why did that guy tell you everything?”
Xu Yuan glanced at her and, circulating the Blood Essence teoring Art to suppress the discomfort within him, said with a light laugh:
“The man has defected, so naturally, there are no reservations in discussing such intelligence.”
As he spoke, the Blood Essence teoring Art had already dispelled the nausea and discomfort in his heart.
His voice, once coarse and dry, regained its smoothness, and Xu Yuan’s tone was teasing:
“Besides, even if he hadn’t told , you would plan to tell now, wouldn’t you, Xiran?”
Luo Xiran’s expression gradually beca serious as she stared at Xu Yuan:
“I’m willing to divulge because the Tianyan Saintess has already passed the cultivation technique onto you.”
“…”
Their eyes t for a mont, and Xu Yuan chuckled softly, shaking his head.
Her words made her stance clear—although she wouldn’t betray him, she would equally not do anything to betray Jiatiange.
With that thought, Xu Yuan slowly got up from the bed and sat down on the cushion opposite Luo Xiran.
He casually picked up the freshly poured cup of fragrant tea and drained it in one gulp, staring at her:
“So, can you tell now how to practice this technique?”
Luo Xiran, seemingly accustod to his impertinence, poured another cup:
“As I have already said, comprehension.”
Xu Yuan put down the tea cup, frowning slightly:
“What does that an?”
Luo Xiran’s bright eyes were smiling as she pushed the teacup in front of her closer to him:
“The Yantian Stele—has my older brother ever ntioned this object to you?”
Xu Yuan looked down at the rippling tea:
“He ntioned it.
It’s said to be the foundation artifact of Jiatiange, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
Luo Xiran nodded slightly, her voice gentle:
“The four chapters of the Yantian Art are extrely profound, incapable of being recorded or taught, only comprehended by studying the Yantian Stele.”
“Isn’t there a fifth chapter in the Yantian Art?” Xu Yuan suddenly interjected.
“And once the fifth chapter is comprehended, one can impart the Yantian Art to others.”
“….”
Luo Xiran seed startled at his words, then sighed:
“It seems Luo Daofan really did tell you everything he knew,
“Indeed, there is a fifth chapter to the Yantian Art, but one must integrate the four chapters into oneself before it can be comprehended.”
Xu Yuan’s eyes shimred, and he cut in again:
“This, Old Man Luo also ntioned.”
Luo Xiran chuckled:
“Then, did Luo Daofan tell you the na of the Yantian Art’s fifth chapter?”
Xu Yuan shook his head with a light laugh:
“He didn’t.
That old man didn’t even know all the nas of the common four chapters, how could he possibly know the fifth…”
“The fifth chapter is called Tianyan.”
“…” Xu Yuan suddenly fell silent.
Luo Xiran watched Xu Yuan, her eyes deep, a smile on her lips:
“Hmm…
also bearing the na of Tianyan.”
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