"What are you waiting for? Quickly pack your things! "
The deacon said impatiently when he saw Zuoyan Xiaoyu's dazed look.
As an outer-sect disciple, Zuoyan Xiaoyu's work was arranged by the Miscellaneous Chores Office. The words of the Miscellaneous Chores Office were like an imperial edict to her. How could she defy it?
After all, outer-sect disciples were of too lowly a status in the Myriad God Ridge. They were completely insignificant.
Zuoyan Xiaoyu bit her lips. Indeed, with her status, she was not fated to serve a powerful personal disciple like Yi Yun who treated his subordinates so well …
She smiled bitterly and said, "I'll leave with you … but when Young Master Yi begins his seclusion, I'll be waiting here. My job in Sunken Moon Tower is to serve Young Master Yi. Even if I were to leave, I would have to wait for Young Master Yi to exit seclusion. I'll inform him before leaving …"
The seclusion grounds of Sunken Moon Tower had an array formation installed. Once the array formation was activated, no information from the outside world could be transmitted in.
Furthermore, when warriors entered seclusion, they would sever their senses. They would not be able to sense anything happening around them. If not, there was no way for them to focus on breaking through to the next realm. This was also why warriors would find experts to guard them while they cultivated.
Therefore, under such circumstances, it was impossible for Yi Yun to sense Zuoyan Xiaoyu's departure. As a maidservant, Zuoyan Xiaoyu felt that she should not leave without a word.
However, the deacon turned impatient when he heard Zuoyan Xiaoyu's words. He snorted coldly and said, "Who do you think you are? You are just a servant who usually serves tea and rubs shoulders and backs. If you are lucky, you might be fancied and become a concubine. If you aren't, you will only be a maidservant for the rest of your life. Do you think you are that important to a personal disciple? Leave with us! "
The person who spoke was a black-faced deacon. His skin was dark and he looked like a mortal in his forties.
As an outer-sect disciple, Zuoyan Xiaoyu was powerless to resist. She took a deep look at the cultivation chamber's tightly shut door, her eyes filled with reluctance. But ultimately, she could only leave with the black-faced deacon.
…
A day later, strands of grey flames circled in the air in the secret cultivation room. Within the flowing flames, there was a sliver of gentle rainbow light. Within the rainbow light, one could vaguely see the face of a girl sleeping soundly.
This young girl was Ling Xie'er.
Ever since Ling Xie'er awoke, she had fused with the Heretical God Fire Seed. Now, in her slumber, Yi Yun could sense that the strength of Ling Xie'er's soul was constantly strengthening. He guessed that as Ling Xie'er's soul strength strengthened to its limits, she would undergo a metamorphosis. He didn't know what would happen to Ling Xie'er and the Heretic God Flame at that time.
"My cultivation has finally broken through to the fifth-floor Dao Palace. It's time for me to exit seclusion."
Yi Yun took a deep breath as the gray flames and pure Yuan Qi in the surrounding space surged into Yi Yun's body like a whale taking in water.
Yi Yun opened the array formation and walked out of the cultivation ground. It was already late at night. Sunken Moon Tower was lit with orange-yellow lights. There was a faint fragrance of tea in the air, giving Yi Yun a warm feeling.
Yi Yun suddenly felt that having a maidservant take care of him was not a bad thing. Previously, he had been alone for too long, so he felt a little lonely.
Yi Yun pushed open Sunken Moon Tower's door and walked into the room. Indeed, there was a pot of fragrant tea on the table. Beside the teapot were two plates of exquisite pastries.
These pastries were specially provided by Myriad God Ridge personal disciples. Typical disciples had no chance of enjoying them.
Now, a few pastries had been carefully selected. Their different colors and shapes matched together in an exquisite and harmonious manner.
Furthermore, there was a bronze heater placed on the table. Wisps of heat emanated from it, maintaining the pastries' warm and soft texture.
Yi Yun knew that it was impossible for Xiaoyu to predict when he would end his seclusion. In that case, she must have prepared all of this every day. It was quite intentional.
Just as Yi Yun was pondering over the matter, he heard the door to the maidservant's room open. A girl dressed in a red dress stood by the door. She had bright eyes and white teeth. Her skin was fair and ruddy, making her look extremely adorable.
However … she was not Zuoyan Xiaoyu.
Yi Yun was taken aback. A girl had suddenly appeared in his Sunken Moon Tower and was even staying in a room on the second floor. It left him somewhat dumbfounded.
"Who are you?" asked Yi Yun.
The girl bowed graciously at Yi Yun and beamed. She said, "My name is Duanmu Qingwen. I'm an outer-sect disciple that entered the Myriad God Ridge seven days ago. I was originally planting herbs in the southeastern herbal garden. Yesterday, someone from the Miscellaneous Chores Department came to me and asked me to serve Young Master Yi."
"Young Master, you have been in seclusion for four days, right? You must be tired. I brewed some fog flower tea for you and lit a cauldron of agarwood. I wonder if you like alcohol? If you do, I'll warm up a pot. You can take a bath first and drink it while bathing. "
As the red-dressed girl spoke, she came to the first floor like a gust of wind. She even pulled open the door to the first-floor bathroom.
The bathroom of the Sunken Moon Tower was very spacious. The bathtub was made of top-grade mutton-fat jade. It was now filled with water, and there were colorful flower petals scattered on the water. Dense steam rose, creating a misty haze. It made one feel comfortable just by looking at it.
"Qingwen has placed ten-thousand-year-old melted ice water from the Myriad God Ridge's main peak in the bathtub. It has just been heated up and there are Five-colored Flower petals scattered over it. It has a refreshing effect. Young Master, are you satisfied? If you are, I'll serve you in the bath. "
As Duanmu Qingwen spoke, she used a tray to serve the tea. It was a soft wooden tray that floated over the water. Fine wine and spirit tea were placed on it, allowing for easy enjoyment while bathing.
Duanmu Qingwen wished to invite Yi Yun into the bath but she could not hold his hand. All she could do was stand by the bathroom's entrance and look at Yi Yun with watery eyes.
At that moment, Duanmu Qingwen looked natural and unrestrained but she was actually a little nervous. Although she came from the Duanmu family and enjoyed a certain status in the Wenyue Empire, she knew very well how lowly her status was in the Myriad God Ridge. Compared to a personal disciple, it was like night and day.
Duanmu Qingwen was somewhat disappointed that she did not have the chance to serve a personal disciple. But after giving up, there was a sudden turn of events and she suddenly received the opportunity.
As such, she cherished the opportunity even more.
Although the Duanmu family she came from was powerful, the patriarch was advanced in age and his lifespan was coming to an end. If she could not support the family, the Duanmu family's standing would be in grave danger.
She had only been in Sunken Moon Tower for a day. She naturally had to be careful with Young Master Yi, whom she was supposed to serve. She could not afford to be negligent in any way.
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