54: Chapter 54 Senior Sister Comes Looking for Her, Encounter with the Holy Son

After returning to the Immortal Cave on Saintess Peak, another ten days or so of secluded cultivation passed.

Ye Xiaoyao could clearly feel the changes in himself.

The first revolution of the "Nine Revolutions Hegemon Body Art" had reached Perfection, and his skin, flesh, sinews, and bones had become more than twice as tough.

Now, when he circulated the Cultivation Technique, a faint golden glimmer would appear on the surface of his skin; although it did not last long, his defensive power had clearly improved.

The cultivation of the second revolution had also begun; this revolution mainly tempered the internal organs, and while the progress was slower than the first, every bit of advancement was solid.

In terms of magical power, the liquid True Essence in his Dantian had become somewhat thicker.

He was not in a hurry to achieve a Breakthrough, but instead repeatedly consolidated his Foundation, making the circulation of his Qi more harmonious and smooth.

During this time, he also took the opportunity to consolidate a few commonly used Spells.

Fireball Spell, Entanglement Spell, Earth Wall Spell, Wind Control Technique, Protective Spirit Light, and so on—he was becoming increasingly adept at casting them.

In addition, he had also practiced with the few newly acquired Magical Artifacts to get a feel for them.

However, without an opponent to spar with, he did not know how much power he could unleash when using these Magical Artifacts.

This morning.

He had just finished a round of meditation when a sound transmission talisman passed through the Restriction of the Immortal Cave and floated gently in front of him.

The talisman paper was pale red, with tiny cloud patterns drawn along the edges.

Ye Xiaoyao reached out to catch it, probed it with his Divine Sense, and Fu Hongxue's voice rang in his mind.

"Junior Brother, I am waiting for you outside the Immortal Cave. Senior Sister is free today, so I will take you to look around the Inner Sect."

The voice was light and cheerful, carrying a smile.

Ye Xiaoyao got up, changed into a clean cyan Daoist robe, tied his hair up casually, and then left the Immortal Cave.

The sunlight outside was just right.

Fu Hongxue was standing under an old tree, her red dress like fire, her figure graceful.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head, a smile blooming on her face.

"Junior Brother!"

She walked over quickly and quite naturally reached out to take Ye Xiaoyao's arm.

The action was intimate, like siblings with an excellent relationship.

Ye Xiaoyao was stunned.

The touch on his arm was warm and soft, and Fu Hongxue was leaning very close; he could smell the faint fragrance from her hair, as well as the light scent of a woman on her body.

"This... isn't this too close?"

Before he could react, Fu Hongxue was already pulling him outside:

"Let's go. Senior Sister will take you for a good look around the Inner Sect today."

Ye Xiaoyao followed passively, his mind a bit chaotic.

This Second Senior Sister, although she had been good to him before, had always maintained an appropriate distance.

What was going on today?

Why was she suddenly so intimate?

"Senior Sister."

He asked tentatively:

"Have you finished all the Sect affairs entrusted to you? Will taking me around like this waste your time?"

Fu Hongxue turned her face to look at him, her eyes curving into crescent moons, and said:

"They are all finished. Senior Sister is very free right now and was just worrying about having nothing to do."

Her tone was light, and she was clearly in a very good mood.

Ye Xiaoyao nodded, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

Perhaps this was just Senior Sister's personality?

More open after getting familiar?

Fu Hongxue did not let Ye Xiaoyao use his sword to fly, but directly activated her spiritual power and took him with her into the air.

The escape light of a Core Formation Cultivator was both fast and steady; Ye Xiaoyao felt as if he were being carried by a gentle wind, with the wind whistling in his ears and the scenery below receding rapidly.

"We will go to the Main Hall first."

Fu Hongxue pointed to a towering great hall in the distance.

"That is the place where the Sect discusses matters. Usually, the few Elders on duty will be there. I will take you there so you can become a familiar face."

The Main Hall was indeed impressive.

Vermilion gates, upturned eaves, and bracket sets; two stone beasts with ferocious expressions stood in front of the gate.

After entering, the space inside was open, and several Core Formation Elders were discussing matters.

Fu Hongxue led Ye Xiaoyao to meet them one by one, but did not introduce him as the new Junior Brother accepted by their Revered Master.

Liu Yunshuang had previously instructed her not to leak this information yet.

Fu Hongxue naturally obeyed her Revered Master's instructions implicitly.

The Elders' attitudes were quite polite; they nodded in acknowledgment and did not ask much.

Next, they went to the Alchemy Pavilion and the Artifact Refining Pavilion.

The two pavilions were adjacent and both three stories high, with quite a few Disciples coming and going.

A rich medicinal fragrance drifted from the Alchemy Pavilion, while the clanging sounds of hammering came from the Artifact Refining Pavilion.

Fu Hongxue asked Ye Xiaoyao if he needed to buy anything, and Ye Xiaoyao shook his head.

The resources Liu Yunshuang had given him were enough to last for a long time; he was not lacking for now.

After walking around, Ye Xiaoyao suddenly remembered something.

"Senior Sister."

He said, "Why don't we go to the Hall of Transmitted Teachings square to take a look? I haven't sparred with anyone since my Foundation Establishment, and I want to see just how my strength is."

The Hall of Transmitted Teachings square was a place where Inner Sect Disciples often gathered; most of their cultivation, sparring, and exchanging of insights happened there.

Ye Xiaoyao wanted to test his skills and, incidentally, understand the level of other Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Fu Hongxue's eyes lit up. "Good! Senior Sister will hold the line for you."

The two changed direction and flew toward the Hall of Transmitted Teachings.

The square was very lively.

Dozens of Foundation Establishment Cultivators were scattered about.

Some were meditating, while others were sparring in pairs.

The sounds of spiritual power colliding and shouts rose and fell one after another.

A few Core Formation Elders stood on the side, occasionally speaking out to offer guidance.

After Ye Xiaoyao and Fu Hongxue landed, they immediately attracted quite a few gazes.

"Look quickly, Martial Aunt Fu has come again. She is so beautiful."

A male Cultivator lowered his voice to say to his companion.

"That Junior Brother behind her... is it the same one as last time?"

The companion narrowed his eyes to look closely.

"Yes, that's him. Why does Martial Aunt Fu always bring him around?"

"That Junior Brother looks quite handsome."

A young female Cultivator with some good looks nearby interjected, "Could it be Martial Aunt Fu's Dao Companion?"

"Impossible."

The other person shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"What is Martial Aunt Fu's status? A Core Formation Cultivator, how could she find a Dao Companion at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage?"

"That's not for sure."

The female Cultivator pursed her lips and said, "Who can say for sure about matters of the heart?"

"..."

The few of them whispered like sparrows, not daring to speak loudly.

Discussing a Core Formation Martial Aunt—if heard, one would be punished.

Fu Hongxue seemed not to notice those gazes, or she did not care.

She led Ye Xiaoyao toward the few Elders of the Hall of Transmitted Teachings at the side of the square and introduced them one by one.

Just as they were exchanging pleasantries, a voice came from the side:

"Senior Sister Hongxue, how do you have time to come to the Hall of Transmitted Teachings today?"

The voice was not loud, but carried a certain deliberately lowered magnetism.

Ye Xiaoyao and Fu Hongxue turned their heads at the same time.

The person who arrived wore a black Daoist robe made of exquisite fabric, embroidered with dark golden patterns.

He looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a handsome face, but between his brows was a faint, lingering sinister air.

A smile hung on the corners of his mouth, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

This person was none other than the current Saint of the Yin Yang Sect, Ji Youying.

Behind him followed two Early Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, one on the left and one on the right, looking like guards.