Ye Yu stared out toward the sea.
That faintly familiar spiritual pressure lingered for only a moment before disappearing completely, leaving him unable to pinpoint its location.
He immediately swept the area with his divine sense, but there was nothing.
Even the trace of spiritual pressure had vanished, like a fleeting apparition.
Whatâs going on?
Just then, a dragonâs roar echoed from afar, igniting the excitement of the gathered cultivators.
Without hesitation, they rushed toward the source of the sound.
Yin Feijing instinctively prepared to follow, but she stopped short when she noticed Ye Yu standing still, unmoving.
Confused, she was about to ask why when a silver blur hurtled toward Ye Yu with lightning speed.
Ye Yu calmly raised his right hand to block.
âBang!â
A muffled impact rang out as the silver figure finally came to a halt.
It was only then that Yin Feijing saw who it wasâa white-haired girl with an exceptionally adorable face standing before Ye Yu.
She appeared flustered, her forehead pressed against Ye Yuâs hand, trying desperately to grab his robes.
But there was a clear problem: her arms were too short, and Ye Yuâs arm was much longer.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldnât reach him.
Yet she refused to give up, her gaze burning with fervent determination.
Ye Yu sighed, exasperated.
âSenior Sister, give it a rest already. Do you really need to greet me like this every single time? There are people watching!â
Thatâs right, the white-haired girl was none other than Ye Yuâs second senior sister, Xie Muling.
The faint spiritual pressure Ye Yu had sensed earlier had come from her.
Yin Feijingâs expression was one of utter bewilderment.
Why would Ye Yuâs senior sister act like this?
âJunior Brother, let me go. I promise I wonât touch you,â Xie Muling said, attempting to reason her way out of his hold.
Ye Yu narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
This is no different from a man saying, âJust the tip.â Whoâd believe that?
He kept his hand firmly in place and asked, âWhat are you doing here, Senior Sister?â
âIâ¦â
Xie Muling opened her mouth but hesitated when her gaze landed on Yin Feijing.
The pause was telling.
Her meaning was clear: Youâre an outsider. This isnât something I can discuss with you here. Leave.
Yin Feijing was sharp enough to understand the implication. Without waiting for an explicit dismissal, she gracefully excused herself.
âI heard the dragon roar from over there. Iâll go take a look. You two carry on!â
With that, she turned and flew off in a streak of light.
After Yin Feijingâs departure, Xie Muling took a step back, slipping free from Ye Yuâs grip.
The sensation of having her forehead held in place was not pleasant, but she didnât complain.
Instead, she looked directly at Ye Yu and asked bluntly, âJunior Brother, do you like women like that?â
Her question was as sharp as it was straightforward.
Ye Yu chuckled, nodding slightly.
There was no denying itâYin Feijing, with her enchanting combination of purity and allure, was hard for anyone to dislike.
And as a celestial fox from Qingqiu, her tail was definitely a bonus.
Which man wouldnât be tempted?
âAnd can she stay by your side every day, cuddling with you?â Xie Muling pressed further.
This second question caught Ye Yu off guard.
Why is she so obsessed with cuddling?
With her white hair and anime-esque features, Xie Muling was already adorably striking. If she simply hinted at wanting a Dao companion, cultivators would line up from here to Qingyun Sect.
Why ask such a childish question?
Ye Yu sighed and replied seriously, âFirst of all, Senior Sister, sheâs not my Dao companion. Second, only Dao companions can cuddle every day. Third, if youâre looking for a Dao companion, tell me your type, and Iâll help you find someone.â
Ye Yu was someone who repaid kindness.
Though Xie Mulingâs antics often left him speechless, he couldnât deny that she had helped him a great deal in the past.
From arranging his living quarters on his first day at Qingyun Sect to getting the Construction Hall disciples to build his cabin, she had always gone out of her way for him.
Even the Stealth Technique he used now had been taught to him by her.
If she asked, Ye Yu wouldnât refuse to help.
But what he didnât expect was what came next.
âIâve decided,â Xie Muling declared, her face mere inches from his. âFrom now on, Iâll be your Dao companion. That way, we can cuddle every day, and you wonât have to push me away anymore!â
Ye Yu nearly tore his hair out.
Why? Why is her logic so bizarre?
Xie Muling interpreted his silence as agreement.
âNo objection means consent. Come on!â
Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, she leapt onto him, nuzzling her face against his neck and taking deep, satisfied breaths.
Ye Yu tried to push her away, but suddenly, dark clouds rolled across the sky.
An oppressive aura swept over the area, sending chills down his spine.
Looking up, he saw purple lightning crackling within the thick clouds.
Someoneâs undergoing a tribulation!
However, it didnât resemble the heavenly tribulations Ye Yu had experienced in the dream realm. Something about it was⦠different, though he couldnât say exactly how.
Whoâs triggering a tribulation here?
Ye Yu reached for Xie Muling, intending to pull her away from the danger zone.
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What he felt was cold, hard⦠scales.
Tracing further, his fingers brushed against a tail.
Ye Yuâs face paled as he looked down.
Xie Mulingâs robes had transformed into shimmering silver scales, and a tail swayed gently behind her.
A dragon?!
Ye Yu gasped, his mind racing.
His suspicions were confirmed when he noticed the two horns that had sprouted from Xie Mulingâs head, exuding an intimidating majesty.
Six-String Mountains, silver dragon, Xie Mulingâ¦
âSenior Sister,â Ye Yu asked shakily, âyouâre the silver dragon?â
Xie Muling, still inhaling deeply, replied casually, âYou sound surprised. Didnât our master tell you about my identity?â
Ye Yu shook his head furiously.
Hongluan, that perpetually drunk gambler, was either drinking or losing bets.
How could she possibly remember to mention something this important?
âNot fast enough. We need to be faster,â Xie Muling muttered, ignoring his disbelief.
With that, she wrapped her dragon tail tightly around Ye Yuâs leg, pulling herself closer.
Zero distance.
Ye Yu was on the verge of losing his mind.
Is this just Xie Muling, or are all dragons this clingy? And why does it have to be me?!