Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the Nine State College’s Herb Garden, it was quiet as always.
In the yard that Ye Futian had once lived in, a figure lay quietly on the bed, breathing regularly. Beside him, a figure sat watching his handsome face.
The person sitting also had a beautiful face. It could even be called exquisite. Her eyes were like stars, but there was a tinge of sadness in its brilliance. There was a gentle smile on her face as her slim fingers slid across his handsome face. The tender movements contained countless happy memories.
On the last day of the 9999th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, they had held hands and gotten together. Now, they had spent about 14 years together. His face was still as good-looking, but compared to his past juvenile-looking self, there were traces of maturity on it now. Of course, more of it was from the heavy responsibilities that he had taken up.
After this year, he would only be 30. It was considered extremely young for a cultivator at Ye Futian’s level, but he already carried the entire Barren State’s hopes on his shoulders. Moreover, her man would have even greater responsibilities and missions to fulfill in the future.
She had once thought that the two of them would go on hand-in-hand forever, but after experiencing so much, she faintly understood how far forever was. She did not know how the wheels of fate operated, but at least they were together now and she could see his face. That was enough to satisfy her.
At that moment, Ye Futian’s lashes moved and he opened his bright and charming eyes. Seeing Hua Jieyu sitting beside him, his eyes filled with warmth, and a faint smile appeared on his face, one that could capture any woman’s heart.
“What are you thinking about?” Ye Futian asked softly.
“I was thinking about why some people look so good no matter how long I look at them.” Hua Jieyu also showed her most beautiful smile. When she smiled, although they were in the room, Ye Futian felt as though flowers were blooming.
“That’s because I already looked good to begin with,” Ye Futian replied softly. The two of them stared at each other, as though they were able to feel how close their hearts were.
“Is everyone alright?” After Ye Futian had fallen into a coma, he did not know what happened afterward. Although he knew that with Saint Li’s guarantee, nothing should happen, he still asked.
“Yes,” Hua Jieyu nodded her head gently and said, “With Saint Li’s words, the Great Zhou Sacred King did not dare to do anything in the Nine State College. Senior You Chi and Uncle-Master Jingang have recovered well and are all waiting for you to wake up.”
Ye Futian heaved a sigh of relief. These days, he had been tense because of his Master’s issue. Now, with Saint Li’s guarantee and Saint Xia’s mediation, the outcome would probably not be that bad.
He then looked around the surroundings, realized that they were in the Herb Garden. He asked, “Have I been in the Herb Garden the past few days?”
“Yes.” Hua Jieyu answered. “Your issue is on the spiritual level, so Saint Jiang personally gave you some pills to recover. These few days, Miss Little Butterfly has also come by several times, but you did not wake up.”
“I owe Saint Jiang and Little Butterfly favors again,” Ye Futian said.
“Yes, Miss Little Butterfly was worried these past few days about why you were in a coma. She was more relieved after I told her that this was not the first time. I heard that Miss Little Butterfly has been preparing your medicated bath for the past few days,” Hua Jieyu smiled and said.
Ye Futian felt a chill down his spine and looked at Hua Jieyu, saying, “That was Senior Saint Jiang’s intention.”
“I know.” Hua Jieyu smiled and looked at Ye Futian, continuing to say, “Miss Little Butterfly is kind and beautiful. How do you feel about her?”
Ye Futian did a double-take. This was a loaded question!
“I seem to have not yet recovered. Let me rest a while more,” Ye Futian said as he laid down.
Hua Jieyu looked at the fellow in front of her acting asleep and glared at him coquettishly.
“Jieyu.” At that moment, a gentle voice sounded from outside.
Hua Jieyu smiled at Ye Futian and said, “Here she is.” After she said that, she ignored Ye Futian and went out into the courtyard. Little Butterfly was dressed in a clean white dress and had a pleasant scent on her, like a Goddess. Everything about her made others feel comfortable.
The two beauties standing together was like something out of a picture.
“Jieyu, I have boiled medicine for the two of you. It is useful in recovering Spiritual Energy. Try it,” Little Butterfly lifted the medicine pot in her hand and said to Hua Jieyu. The two of them had become familiar over the past few days.
“He has already woken up, but he has not recovered completely and is still lying down. The medicine will definitely work, why don’t you go in and give it to him. I’m sure he wants to thank you too,” Hua Jieyu said softly.
“Since he is still resting, I don’t want to disturb him. Jieyu, you can give it to him,” Little Butterfly replied with an innocent smile.
“Then let’s go together.” Hua Jieyu grabbed Little Butterfly’s arm and walked towards the room. At that moment, Ye Futian coincidentally walked out and saw their intimate interaction and had a strange look on his face. This fox could even charm women? However, why did this image look so beautiful?
What a sight for sore eyes…
“You’re finally awake.” Little Butterfly saw Ye Futian walk out, and a smile appeared on her face. It seemed like he was recovering well.
“Thank you, Little Butterfly,” Ye Futian said.
“I didn’t do anything.” Little Butterfly smiled and replied, “These few days, Jieyu has been guarding by your side. Her own Spiritual Energy has also suffered injury, but she did not rest. Since you have woken up, take good care of her. This medicine was originally prepared for the two of you, but since it looks like you’re fine, give it to Jieyu.” As she said that, she handed the medicine pot to Ye Futian, then smiled and said, “I won’t disturb the two of you then.”
After saying that, she turned around and left. Ye Futian looked at Hua Jieyu angrily. She lowered her head like she had done something wrong, then smiled and said, “I recovered a long time ago.”
“Come over and drink the medicine,” Ye Futian said.
“Okay,” Hua Jieyu mumbled, then walked obediently to Ye Futian’s side. Ye Futian made her sit, then retrieved a spoon to feed her. Hua Jieyu looked at the handsome figure in front of her and felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in her heart.
“Own up, what devilish plan do you have for dragging Little Butterfly along?” Ye Futian asked. Evidently, he knew what had happened outside.
Hua Jieyu tilted her head and blinked her eyes cutely, saying, “Little Butterfly is kind and beautiful. I like her a lot.”
Ye Futian glared at her and said, “You always have this expression whenever you are guilty. Although it is charming, after so many years, I have seen all your expressions. It’s useless.”
Hua Jieyu blushed as she glared at Ye Futian, then lowered her head slightly and said, “I’m not lying. Little Butterfly is not bad, and she’s also Saint Jiang’s disciple.”
“Your emphasis should be on the last line,” Ye Futian said as he put the spoon down, then put his hand on Hua Jieyu’s head, knocking it. He then said, “What are you thinking in that brain of yours? I am the Barren State’s Holy Zhi Palace Lord after all, do I need to resort to these methods? That is also dishonoring Little Butterfly, you are not to have such thoughts in the future.”
“Okay.” Hua Jieyu lowered her head like a little girl who had done something wrong.
Ye Futian picked up the spoon again and said softly, “Raise your head and open your mouth.” Hua Jieyu did so obediently. Ye Futian fed her the medicine again, then said softly, “Although Little Butterfly is beautiful, my Jieyu is the most beautiful.”
Hua Jieyu’s beautiful eyes brightened up and the bitter medicine became sweet as honey.
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In the Nine State College’s pavilion where the people from the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty were, Douzhan sat cross-legged, bathing in a golden glow. Rule power flowed around his body and the divine light shone brilliantly. He had entered the Saint Plane through his body, so he had achieved the rule power body. When he cultivated, a divine light appeared on his body and looked dazzling.
At that moment, a figure stood with his back facing Douzhan. Even standing there, he casually gave others immense pressure as he gave off a majestic aura.
“Will you not consider my words? Since you have already entered the Saint Plane, you should understand how strong a Saint’s strength is. No matter what happens during the sacred war, the strongest powers will determine everything. Even if I am bound by the rules, even if the people under the Saint Plane lose terribly, as long as I am around, anyone who enters the Saint Plane from the Barren State will be suppressed.”
The Great Zhou Sacred King continued coldly, “If you enter my Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, not only will you be able to stay safe, but I will also crown you as Lord.”
Douzhan ignored the voice and continued to close his eyes and cultivate. There was no way that his heart would waver.
“The higher our cultivation level, the clearer we see this world. The Great Path has no place for sentiment. Only by cutting off all obsessions from our heart can we forge the strongest will. Your emotions towards the Barren State will only become an impediment that can even get you killed, why not cut it off? Moreover, I have already stepped into the Saint Plane and can teach you how to cultivate after you enter the Saint Plane.” The Great Zhou Sacred King continued to tempt him.
The light around Douzhan continued to circulate without any pause.
He had his own cultivation path; everyone’s path was different.
Moreover, the Great Zhou Sacred King was very clear that it was impossible to waver a Saint’s cultivation, but he continued to tempt him anyways. He did not really want Douzhan to join him, but he was only trying to create a rift in his heart that could affect his cultivation in the future.
As he saw that Douzhan did not react, the Great Zhou Sacred King turned around and shrouded Douzhan with an overbearing aura and walked towards him. He said coldly, “I am speaking to you, do you really think that I would not dare to deal with you?”
“It was a mere accident for me to enter the Saint Plane. Outside the Palace, I should have died in battle. Therefore, this life of mine was extended accidentally, and I entered the Saint Plane.” Douzhan’s eyes were still closed as he replied coldly, “So you should know better than anyone that I don’t really care about dying, just like how you do not care for your children. So, if you dare to touch me, I do not mind battling here in the College. As for the consequences, I do not care.” As he said that, he opened his eyes. They were filled with determination and arrogance. He said, “If you do not believe me, you can try it for yourself.”
The Great Zhou Sacred King looked at Douzhan with his golden eyes, staring at him with an expression as sharp as daggers, as though he was trying to look inside those arrogant eyes.
When did he ever care about the Barren State? Not to mention figures on the Barren Sky Ranking. Douzhan was once the seventh on the Barren Sky Ranking. However, he had personally seen Douzhan fight to the death outside the Palace and enter the Saint Plane.
The Great Zhou Sacred King had been prideful his entire life, but towards Douzhan, even though he was on the enemy’s side, even though he wanted to kill him, it did not stop his heart from having a trace of admiration for Douzhan.
When a person’s belief was so strong that even death could not shake it, he indeed deserved the admiration of others. Douzhan was evidently that sort of person. Therefore, Douzhan had said that he had entered the Saint Plane by luck, by coincidence. However, it was also inevitable.
Nobody in the world could enter the Saint Plane through luck.
However, the Great Zhou Sacred King still wanted to kill Douzhan no matter what.
Leaving only an icy gaze, the Great Zhou Sacred King left with a frigid aura around him.
Sage Douzhan closed his eyes and continued his cultivation, as though the Great Zhou Sacred King’s arrival had not affected him whatsoever. He felt that the only reason he was alive was that his value was higher than Zhou Huang and the others.
The Barren State had been dispirited and weak for many years. Now, a leading figure had appeared. Ye Futian was destined to bring the Barren State into an age of glory. He represented the future and he represented hope. However, he was still too young. He needed time.
The Barren State also needed a Saint that truly belonged to the Barren State to appear now. It would become their belief going forward.
So, he was still alive!
