Ye Futian was a bit depressed. Ever since he started cultivating, he had never been dealt such a huge blow.
He continued to cultivate the spell that his master had taught him and tried to understand what his master had said. Although he was improving bit by bit, he was still lacking.
After a long while, he stopped and said, "What spell did this old guy give me?"
"It's indeed very difficult. Master must be trying to provoke you on purpose. Don't be discouraged." Hua Jieyu smiled sweetly.
"My fox is still the best." Ye Futian saw Hua Jieyu beside him and smiled brightly. He opened his arms and said, "Come and comfort me."
"Screw you. I'm going to cultivate too." Hua Jieyu glared at him coquettishly. Then, she turned around and also tried to understand what Mr. Du had said.
"I'm not strong enough," Ye Futian said softly.
Then, he closed his eyes and stopped cultivating. Instead, he used his heart to feel. His Spiritual Energy communicated with the Spiritual Qi in the surroundings and wandered in the endless Spiritual Qi.
These days, he had learned many spells and had indeed benefited a lot. Although the power of these spells was mostly average and might not be very useful in future battles, they were indeed helpful for his cultivation.
In the quiet space, the grass was lush, and a light breeze blew, bringing with it a trace of coolness.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu sat there quietly with their eyes closed. At this time, Ye Futian sensed that he no longer had a physical body. His Spiritual Energy seemed to be everywhere, wandering in the world.
In his perception, he seemed to have turned into an ancient tree. Every trace of wood-elemental Spiritual Qi in the world seemed to be a part of the ancient tree.
Suddenly, branches and vines appeared out of nowhere around Ye Futian. With Ye Futian's body as the center, countless branches and vines swept towards the surrounding space, covering the sky. In an instant, they drowned a huge area around him as if they were everywhere. His body seemed to be the source of everything, like a divine tree.
Phew … Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him. It was the same Lock of a Thousand Vines spell. When he used his heart to feel and release it according to his master's instructions, its power was much stronger than before.
Hua Jieyu woke up with a start as well. She smiled brightly at the scene in front of her. Even though she had yet to learn her master's spell, she had already made great progress. This meant that Ye Futian's method was correct.
Ye Futian smiled and continued to immerse himself in cultivation. The time it took for him to cast spells had slowed down, but the power of the spells had increased. While cultivating, he would also discuss cultivation experiences with Hua Jieyu. Before he knew it, it was already dusk.
The setting sun shone on Ye Futian's face, making his chiseled features look even more handsome. Hua Jieyu had come to Ye Futian's side without him noticing. She sat with her knees bent, her hands cupping her face as she smiled at Ye Futian.
When Ye Futian opened his eyes, a beautiful face came into view. He smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at you." Hua Jieyu smiled sweetly. The more she looked at this guy, the better he looked.
Ye Futian blinked and smiled. "If you do this, I'll let my imagination run wild."
"What are you thinking about?" Hua Jieyu smiled at him.
"I want to execute you on the spot."
"Don't you dare." Hua Jieyu blushed, looking even more stunning under the setting sun.
"Let's see if I dare or not." Ye Futian suddenly leaped forward and pushed Hua Jieyu onto the grass. A scream was heard. Hua Jieyu lay there and saw Ye Futian looking at her in a daze. She didn't dare to look into his eyes and turned her head away. Her face was red and it was even more breathtaking.
"Fox, you're so beautiful," Ye Futian said. Ye Futian asked. Hua Jieyu turned her head slowly and glared at him with her beautiful eyes. "Get up."
"Okay," Ye Futian replied with a smile. Suddenly, he lowered his head and planted a gentle kiss on Hua Jieyu's forehead.
"Let's go find father-in-law." Ye Futian got up and pulled Hua Jieyu up as well. Then, he took her hand and left. Hua Jieyu let him hold her. The two of them jogged on the green grass. The setting sun shone on them. It was like a painting.
…
The Moon Clan and Sword Saint Mountain had both arrived at Book Mountain. Ye Futian naturally brought Hua Fengliu and the others there.
They lived in a courtyard on the mountainside of the Cottage. When Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu arrived, they smelled the fragrance.
"Master, what did Masteress make this time?" Ye Futian walked in and saw that the banquet was ready. Masteress and Auntie Tang were busy. Yu Sheng, Yi Qingxuan, and Tang Wan were helping.
As for the nobles and Loulan Xue, Ye Futian had them return to Ancient Loulan. They had to spend the end of the year with their families. Some disciples of Book Mountain whose families were in the Divine Capital had already left.
Seeing the sumptuous banquet, Ye Futian smiled. "I'm so envious of you. You can marry Masteress and Auntie Tang."
Hua Fengliu glanced at him. "Jieyu, he's hinting at something."
Ye Futian turned around and saw Hua Jieyu smiling at him.
"No, definitely not." Ye Futian smiled shakily.
"Not necessarily," Yi Qingxuan said with a smile as she brought the dishes over.
"Yu Sheng, control your wife. How can she say that?" Ye Futian said.
Yu Sheng glanced at him in disdain. He was so afraid of his wife and he wanted him to control her?
"What's with that look?" Ye Futian looked at Yu Sheng's expression. Yu Sheng was no longer the Yu Sheng of the past.
"Futian, don't call me Master on Book Mountain anymore," Hua Fengliu said. Ye Futian naturally knew what he meant. Now that Ye Futian was Mr. Du's disciple, he naturally had to be more reserved.
"Master, don't think too much. That old guy won't care about this," Ye Futian said. "Plus, it's okay to have two masters."
"Futian, Mr. Du is an extraordinary person. Don't talk nonsense," Nandou Wenyin said. Nandou Wenyin walked over and said. Ye Futian was depressed. Even the masteress was speaking up for that old man.
"Alright, I'll listen to you, father-in-law." Ye Futian nodded.
Nandou Wenyin smiled. "Let's eat. Go back to the Cottage early and accompany your master and senior brothers and sisters."
"I'm with them every day. I'll stay here today," Ye Futian said.
"Jieyu is enough to keep us company. Who cares about you? Leave early after eating," Hua Fengliu said indifferently. Hua Fengliu said nonchalantly. Ye Futian had a wronged look on his face. His status in the family was really high.
"What plane are you in now?" Tang Wan asked Ye Futian. She was a bit curious.
"Arcana Plane," Ye Futian said. "Jieyu and Yu Sheng too."
Tang Wan pouted. She was a bit speechless. These guys cultivated really quickly. In Donghai City, Arcana Plane was already a big shot.
Hua Fengliu and Tang Lan were also in this plane.
"More than four years." Hua Fengliu sighed and reminisced. In Year 9999 of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, he met Ye Futian in Qingzhou Academy and took him in as a disciple. Now, his disciple was almost catching up to him. In the past, Ye Futian was compared to the Art Saint's disciple. Now, things had changed. It was like a dream.
"Yes, I've known Jieyu for more than four years." Ye Futian nodded. Four years ago, on the shore of Qingzhou Lake in Qingzhou City, the two of them held hands and confirmed their relationship.
"Tomorrow is Year 1004 of the Divine Prefecture Calendar. You'll be 20 years old." Hua Fengliu looked at the group. Time passed so quickly. They were already 20 years old.
"Yes, I can get married now," Ye Futian said with a smile. The group glared at him. This guy was really not serious at all.
"Wait until you have the cultivation of your Big Brother and Third Brother. It's still early," Tang Lan said from the side.
"Aunt Tang, you're too much."
Ye Futian looked at Tang Lan pitifully. Big Brother and Third Brother were half a step away from the Sage Plane and Grade One Noble Plane. They stood at the top of the Eastern Barren Territory.
How long would it take?
"Let's eat." Tang Lan ignored him. Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin smiled. Then, the family was happy and harmonious, enjoying the year-end banquet.
The family hadn't had such a warm moment in a long time.
However, Ye Futian was depressed that he was really "kicked out" after eating. It was so miserable. Fortunately, the teacher didn't cruelly take away his time with Jieyu. He let Jieyu leave with him.
After returning to the Cottage, Ye Futian enjoyed dinner with the teacher and senior brothers and sisters again. Then, he found Wuchen and Chenyu to chat.
Before they knew it, it was getting late. A crescent moon hung in the sky.
Beside the cliff in the back mountain of the Cottage, Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu sat on the grass. Melodious music came out, playing in the quiet space.
The music was beautiful and sad. It seemed to be telling a story, a very old story.
At the top of an ancient tree in the Cottage, a figure stood there quietly.
Her white clothes fluttered in the wind, like a fairy under the moon.
A silhouette silently arrived on top of an ancient tree at the side and landed there. The silhouette was also dressed in white and was extraordinarily handsome. In the dark night, his pitch-black eyes stared at the fairy under the moon in front of him.
The girl didn't seem to see him. She was still looking into the distance.
The young man didn't speak either. He accompanied her quietly.
"Junior, you're amazing. Such music should only exist in the sky," the fairy said, smiling. It was the second senior sister, Zhuge Hui.
"Do you miss home?" Gu Dongliu asked.
"What's there to miss? Since I'm out, I won't go back," Zhuge Hui said, smiling.
"One day, I'll take you back," Gu Dongliu said.
"Can you?" Zhuge Hui turned and smiled at him.
Gu Dongliu didn't say anything. His figure flashed and he left.
Zhuge Hui looked at the disappearing figure. Then she looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.
…
At the highest point of the Cottage, there was also a figure lying quietly on a rock, drinking.
It was an old man. His clothes were tattered and he didn't care about his appearance.
As he drank, he listened to the music, intoxicated.
"I didn't think I'd be able to listen to Ukiyo again in my life," the old man said, smiling. His gaze seemed to pierce through time, sinking into his memories.
300 years ago, this Ukiyo song accompanied the appearance of an emperor.
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