Chapter 1089: Don’t Be so Smug!
“You can’t sleep either?” Ling Chuxi opened the door and saw Huangfu Qingjue’s handsome figure under the osmanthus tree.
“Come, sit with me.” Huangfu Qingjue stretched out his hand.
On the stone table under the tree, a pot of green tea steeped with a faint fragrance mixed with the fragrance of flowers. The fragrance-filled air smelled fresher.
Moonlight, osmanthus, stone table, green tea, and holding Huangfu Qingjue’s hand… what a reassuring sense of warm she felt in the quiet night.
Little Red sat on the windowsill, biting on a drumstick as he blinked at the two of them. When Huangfu Qingjue’s gaze fell on him, Little Red jumped off the windowsill and obediently went into the house.
Ling Chuxi and Huangfu Qingjue sat with each other in silence. The two of them enjoyed this rare moment of peace and quiet.
Ling Chuxi quietly looked at the man before her. It was really good to have his company all this time…
Huangfu Qingjue met Ling Chuxi’s gaze and smiled. He suddenly moved closer and planted a soft kiss on Ling Chuxi’s face.
Ling Chuxi felt as if her brain had exploded and her face quickly heated up. Even though it was not the first time Huangfu Qingjue had been intimate with her, it still excited her each time, especially when he acted so naturally and casually.
Huangfu Qingjue continued to sip on his tea calmly and elegantly.
Ling Chuxi rolled her eyes as she looked at him. ‘Hmph! Don’t be so smug! One day, I will have a counterattack!’
“The old man just now used the nether race’s cultivation technique,” said Huangfu Qingjue suddenly in a deep voice.
“Nether race? Isn’t that one of the six great races?” Ling Chuxi frowned and her face turned serious. She had guessed that Huangfu Qingjue knew something when she saw how serious he was earlier so she wasn’t too surprised.
“Yes, what he used just now was the royal nether Phantom Technique. However, it was merely an attempt as he wasn’t a member of the nether race, but a human, so he couldn’t have full access to the technique’s power. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to kill him so easily,” said Huangfu Qingjue.
“Didn’t the nether race leave a long time ago? How did he learn the cultivation technique of the nether race’s royal family?” asked Ling Chuxi, puzzled.
“That’s exactly what I was wondering about. I’m afraid that there is an expert from the nether race’s royal family,” said Huangfu Qingjue with a grim expression. “You sensed the divine consciousness when we first entered the city, didn’t you? If I’m not wrong, it should have been from that expert, the one that the old man from earlier works for.”
“According to Senior Sword Spirit, that person should be one of the enemies of Sword Master Cang Yuan. Therefore, I’m guessing that he was also the main culprit behind the attack on Golden Pill Sect. His goal must be to seize the Cang Yuan Sword heart,” said Ling Chuxi. There was nothing she had to hide from Huangfu Qingjue.
“I’m thinking the same too,” said Huangfu Qingjue seriously as he nodded. “Chuxi, it’s best not to use the Cang Yuan Sword Play unless absolutely necessary.”
Others wouldn’t be able to figure out the origins of Ling Chuxi’s sword play, but Huangfu Qingjue was there when Ling Chuxi obtained the Cang Yuan Sword heart.
“Yes, Senior Sword Spirit also reminded me the same,” said Ling Chuxi.
Knowing about the enemy now did not give her any relief. In fact, to find out that the enemy is related to the nether race’s royal family only made her more uneasy.