What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? - Chapter 90
Baizhang Dao.
Located in the northern part of the Central Continent, it sits halfway up Mount Zhuxie, a man-made passage.
Hence its name, Baizhang Dao (Hundred Zhang Path).
This place is abundant in spiritual energy but sparsely populated.
Many precious spiritual herbs grow here.
Even for the Azure Cloud Sect, one of the Five Great Sacred Lands, it took a great price to obtain ownership of Baizhang Dao.
To ensure the safety of the herbs here, five hundred years ago, Elder Situ Zongxing, the Peak Master of Wujian Peak, personally led dozens of disciples to station here.
Over such a long time, some of those disciples have already branched out and formed their own small sects.
Listening to Wei Aoshu’s explanation, Ye Yu nodded thoughtfully.
Indeed, no matter the world, good resources often require competition to obtain.
After a moment of silence, Wei Aoshu looked around, then asked softly, “I heard that this spirit boat is considered priceless. It was a gift from the Empress of the Great Gan Dynasty to you.”
“Could it be true, as rumored, that you have that kind of relationship with the Empress?”
Ye Yu was instantly at a loss for words.
However, Wei Aoshu’s words did wake him up to something.
If Li Ruowang sent such a valuable spirit boat, claiming it was for his safety, but now it seemed there might be another hidden meaning.
That is, to assert sovereignty!
After all, who would casually give away such a valuable spirit boat to someone unrelated?
A perfect double-edged sword!
Seeing Ye Yu remain silent, Wei Aoshu asked again, “Silence implies consent, right?”
“Don’t make wild guesses about societal matters! Our situation is very complicated, not what you imagine.”
Ye Yu didn’t want to dwell too much on this issue with Wei Aoshu.
So he simply waved his hand and turned away, refusing further communication.
Wei Aoshu raised an eyebrow slightly.
Not what she imagined?
Then what is it?
Wei Aoshu didn’t ponder too long before standing up.
In a deep voice, she said, “We’ve arrived at Baizhang Dao!”
Upon hearing this, Ye Yu also stood up quickly and looked ahead.
There, halfway up the mountain, several grand halls and ancient buildings were scattered, surrounded by clouds and mist.
The scenery appeared extremely beautiful, picturesque.
Before Ye Yu and Wei Aoshu could continue piloting the spirit boat closer, five sword lights approached from afar, steadily halting in front of the spirit boat.
Upon closer inspection, they were five young sword cultivators.
The leader stepped forward and said in a deep voice, “This is a restricted area of the sect. Leave immediately!”
Wei Aoshu lightly tapped her toe, producing the token entrusted to her by Azure Cloud Sect Master Luo Ze before leaving.
In a solemn tone, Wei Aoshu said, “Senior brothers, I am Wei Aoshu, a disciple of the Enforcement Hall of Azure Cloud Sect.”
“This is Ye Yu, a disciple of the Wuzhi Peak.”
“We are here under the orders of the Sect Master to collect 200 Dark Abyss Flowers. Please inform Elder Situ.”
Seeing the token in Wei Aoshu’s hand, the leader of the sword cultivators stepped forward, checked it, and once confirmed genuine, his expression immediately softened.
“So, you’re Junior Sister Wei and Junior Brother Ye. I am Deng Zhenpo, the senior disciple of Wujian Peak.”
“I was cold earlier due to not knowing your identities. Please don’t take it to heart.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Yu couldn’t help but feel surprised.
He hadn’t expected this senior brother, who seemed cold on the surface, to be so warm in speech.
Judging from his impressive sword intent, this person’s strength was undoubtedly formidable.
Smiling, Wei Aoshu said, “Senior Brother, you’re overthinking. You’re just doing your duty, as you should.”
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Deng Zhenpo invited Wei Aoshu and Ye Yu into Baizhang Dao.
Ye Yu felt the spirit boat was too conspicuous, so he snapped his fingers and turned it into a box, stowing it away.
One disciple with a scar on his face watched this, a flash of greed appearing in his eyes.
Inside Baizhang Dao, Ye Yu noticed several children playing around, looking lively and energetic.
Deng Zhenpo chuckled, “Don’t mind them. These are the children of a few junior brothers. They’ve all settled down. In a few hundred years, there will be even more people in Baizhang Dao.”
Wei Aoshu agreed, “That makes it seem even more vibrant, doesn’t it?”
The accompanying disciples chuckled.
A moment later, Deng Zhenpo led Ye Yu and Wei Aoshu into the main hall.
After a slight bow, he expressed his intention to invite Elder Situ Zongxing over.
However, shortly after leaving, he returned with an apologetic tone,
“Sect Elder Situ Zongxing is currently in seclusion atop the mountain, at a critical moment of enlightenment in swordsmanship. It’s inconvenient for him to come down.”
“As for the matter of the 200 Dark Abyss Flowers, it won’t be difficult. We have plenty of stock here. We’ll gather some more overnight, and I believe we’ll have them ready by tomorrow morning.”
“That would be much appreciated, senior brother,” Wei Aoshu said with a sigh of relief.
She had initially thought they would have to stay here for a long time, but now it seemed they could complete their mission in just one day. It was truly fortunate.
As dusk approached quickly, Wei Aoshu and Ye Yu, led by disciples of Wujian Peak, prepared to return to their rooms for a brief rest.
An hour later, the disciples of Wujian Peak would also hold a welcoming banquet for them.
After all, Baizhang Dao was quite far from the Azure Cloud Sect, and few people usually came here.
It was a rare opportunity this time, so they naturally wanted to entertain their guests properly.
Ye Yu and Wei Aoshu had no reason to refuse such warm hospitality, so they agreed.
After leaving the main hall, the smile on Deng Zhenpo’s face slowly faded, and a dark mist suddenly surged behind him.
Then, the scarred disciple walked out from within.
“That kid’s spirit boat is quite good. I’ve taken a liking to it.”
“If you want it, go and take it yourself. Are you expecting me to help you?”
Deng Zhenpo didn’t even turn around, speaking in an unusually flat tone.
The disciple suddenly laughed, “You really are annoying. No wonder your master doesn’t like you.”
Deng Zhenpo looked at the night scenery outside the door, his lips curling slightly upwards.
He murmured softly, “If my master doesn’t like me, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Meanwhile, Wei Aoshu entered her room.
Just as she was about to pour herself a glass of water, suddenly, a wall opposite her collapsed with a loud crash.
Looking up, she saw Ye Yu walking over from the next room.
Except, he didn’t use the door; he walked through the wall.
Wei Aoshu’s mouth twitched slightly.
“Junior brother, you better give me an explanation. Also, think about how you’re going to explain this to the disciples of Wujian Peak.”
Ye Yu’s expression turned serious.
In a deep voice, he said, “Senior sister, I don’t need to explain myself to them!”
Wei Aoshu took a deep breath, about to speak, when they heard a knock on the door from outside.
“Junior sister, I’m here to bring you some spirit tea.”
“Please come in!”
Wei Aoshu waved her sleeve, and the door opened automatically.
She had already decided.
She would offer more spirit stones to have this disciple find someone to repair the wall.
After all, they still relied on the disciples of Wujian Peak to obtain the Dark Abyss Flowers for them. It was better not to offend them.
However, before this disciple carrying spirit tea could enter the room, Ye Yu drew the sword from Wei Aoshu’s waist.
In one swift motion, he severed the disciple’s head from his shoulders.
NICEEE!