GBP Chapter 142 Moonlit Night and Snowy Night
Chapter 142 Moonlit Night and Snowy Night
"Has Young Master Lin agreed? Then come with me."
Yu Xinlian was confident and was about to turn around.
Luo Sifan remained motionless, but asked her a question:
"Sect Master Yu's cultivation is profound, and he is in the prime of his life. His hair is as thick as clouds, which shows that his blood and energy are at their peak. Why is his hair now covered with frost? I am somewhat puzzled."
Yu Xinlian was taken aback by Luo Sifan's words. He was quite surprised. Luo Sifan's words were very different from his usual self. They didn't seem like he was flirting with her. Instead, they seemed to be bringing her bad luck.
Normally, she would have slapped him already, but now she couldn't afford to offend Luo Sifan.
"Young Master Lin's curiosity is truly unique."
Yu Xinlian suppressed her irritation, her displeasure evident in her tone.
Luo Sifan seemed not to understand her meaning, and smiled as she waited for her answer.
Unable to refuse, Yu Xinlian could only tell the truth in frustration:
"Hair is a reflection of blood and the heart. Over a hundred years ago, this sect leader encountered a misfortune that left an unresolved knot in his heart, causing his hair to turn white overnight. Young Master Lin, are you satisfied now?"
By the end, Yu Xinlian was already quite exasperated, her words carrying a menacing tone.
Luo Sifan nodded in sudden realization, deeply moved:
"Miss Yu is the head of a sect, decisive in killing and ruthless. Having held the position for many years, she still retains a sentimental and affectionate heart, which is truly rare!"
Yu Xinlian didn't know whether he was praising or belittling her, and kept a cold face, unwilling to say more.
"Let's go, Sect Master Yu!"
Luo Sifan took a step forward and was already close to her, urging her on.
Yu Xinlian was inexplicably flustered and hurriedly avoided Luo Sifan, keeping a distance of more than ten feet before she felt at ease leading the way forward.
Luo Sifan stood behind her, watching that familiar waist sway gently, and a wave of memories washed over her, causing her to momentarily lose herself in thought.
Yu Lishuang opened her eyes wide, threw off the brocade quilt, and scrambled to her feet. Her eyes were blazing with fire, and she was full of energy, showing no trace of her previous fatigue.
"Luo Sifan!"
The sound shook the stone chamber, startling Cai Feng'er. She flapped her wings, blocking Yu Li Shuang from getting out of bed and making any move.
"Miss! The young master has been summoned by Yu Xinlian. It must be something important, right?"
Cai Feng'er thought Luo Sifan had slipped away, which angered Yu Lishuang, who quickly tried to explain.
"I know!"
Yu Lishuang angrily slammed her fist on the bed, her face contorted with bitterness:
"All my hard work was for nothing. He tormented me to the point of near death, and I transferred most of Lianbao's blood pact to him! And in the blink of an eye, he's hooked up with someone else!"
Upon hearing this, Cai Feng'er's expression changed, her body slumped, and she almost fell. She flapped her wings a few times to steady herself and said anxiously:
"Miss, this Lianbao is your lifeline and your means of survival! How could you transfer the blood pact to the young master! What are we going to do!"
Yu Lishuang's face darkened; she didn't want to talk to her any longer.
"I have my reasons, Caifeng'er. You must not let anyone else know about this."
Cai Feng'er hesitated, then nodded silently. Staring at Yu Li Shuang's disheveled black hair, her bare shoulder exposed, leaning on the bed lost in thought, Cai Feng'er felt pity for her and scolded Luo Si Fan and Yu Xin Lian harshly.
Since Yu Lishuang has already formed a blood pact with Luo Sifan regarding the Lotus Treasure, and the two of them are jointly the masters of the Lotus Treasure, Yu Lishuang can use Luo Sifan's senses through the Lotus Treasure's abilities.
Out of curiosity, she tried it out, and all she could see was Yu Xinlian's round buttocks that were making her furious.
Luo Sifan was unaware that Yu Lishuang possessed such abilities. Following behind Yu Xinlian, he naturally had a rare opportunity to admire her freely and reminisce about some things.
Once outside the Ascension Path, Yu Xinlian felt much more at ease, her cold smile continuing as she pondered when to turn on him and take down this lecherous rogue who had been staring at her buttocks for so long and had taken full advantage of her.
Luo Sifan behind him let out a soft "hmm," stopped, and turned to go somewhere else.
"Young Master Lin!"
Yu Xinlian stamped her foot, turned around, and coldly rebuked.
Luo Sifan, curious, turned onto a natural boardwalk piled with frost and snow that led out of the peak.
The narrow walkway, barely a foot wide, hangs precariously outside the peak, with a bottomless cliff shrouded in white mist on the other side.
"Young Master Lin!! Come back here right now!"
Seeing Luo Sifan's back already stepping onto the plank road, holding onto the cliff face, and tiptoeing towards the bottomless abyss, Yu Xinlian roared in anger.
Why is this person so troublesome? Without even exchanging a glance, he dared to trespass into the forbidden area of Fairy Peak?
Luo Sifan was startled by Yu Xinlian's fierce roar. He gripped the crack in the cliff face, turned around, and frowned as he looked at Yu Xinlian, whose face was somewhat ferocious.
"Sect Master Yu, why are you so angry? I only came here because I found this place majestic and beautiful."
Luo Sifan clearly felt that Yu Xinlian was making a fuss over nothing, and said in an unhappy tone.
"you!…"
Yu Xinlian, angered by his betrayal, let out a cold snort and retorted, swallowing her anger:
"Young Master Lin, this is a forbidden area of our sect. As you are new here, you must not wander around carelessly. Otherwise, you may violate the restrictions and bring trouble upon yourself."
Luo Sifan ignored the threat in her words, instead patting the cliff face, peering around, and insisting on his explanation:
"Sect Master Yu, you say it's a forbidden area, so it is? I've looked carefully, and I haven't seen a single sign or warning."
Yu Xinlian, enraged, laughed mockingly. With a wave of her hand, more than ten feet of stone dust flew from above Luo Sifan's head, raining down on him.
"Sect Master Yu! Why are you doing this?"
Luo Sifan swatted away the stone dust, opened his eyes wide, and immediately felt embarrassed.
A large "禁" (forbidden) character, though its strokes are faded, is still legible and hangs on the cliff face above. To the left of the "禁" character, a new line of smaller characters, "无入者死" (those who trespass will be killed), has been added, carved three inches into the stone. It is clear that Yu Xinlian had just carved it.
"Sect Leader Yu's calligraphy is quite good, elegant yet proud, combining strength and gentleness! This 'forbidden' character was also written by Sect Leader Yu, wasn't it?"
Luo Sifan's eyes darted around, and he began to critique the calligraphy.
Yu Xinlian glared at him irritably, then turned and left.
"Young Master Lin, important matters are at hand, let's not waste any more time."
Luo Sifan dawdled as he retreated from the treacherous plank road, chattering incessantly:
"Sect Master Yu, please don't take offense. I was drawn to the stone platform at the end of the plank road, and its scenery was so breathtaking that I couldn't resist going to take a look. Tell me, how could such a naturally formed and exquisite place become a forbidden area for your sect?"
Yu Xinlian walked with her head down, almost covering her ears to show her disgust for Luo Sifan.
Luo Sifan, oblivious to the situation, continued his rambling:
"A solitary peak, snow-covered amidst rolling clouds, makes all other mountains seem small. Master Yu, in this scene, only the melody 'Moonlit Snow' would be a perfect match. If I had a pot of wine and a flute in hand, appreciating the world here would be enough to bring me great joy in this lifetime."
Luo Sifan deliberately said these words, raising his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fixed on Yu Xinlian's figure, observing her carefully.
As expected, Yu Xinlian was struck dumb upon hearing this. She stopped abruptly, clutched her chest, and slowly turned around, her face deathly pale.
"Young Master Lin, who exactly are you?!"
Yu Xinlian suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, as if she had used all her strength to squeeze out these few words, which were full of twists and turns and were very moving.
Luo Sifan looked at her with a faint smile, the smile on his lips unpredictable, gradually becoming arrogant. In Yu Xinlian's eyes, however, it was not hateful, but rather made her feet feel cold, as if this person was choking her throat, and a feeling of suffocation surged up.