Chapter 92 Part 2

"They dare to kill my father-in-law and mother-in-law, humph..."

But he heard Zhou Yin ask lightly: "Is the North Sea Ruins very beautiful?"

"Of course..." Zhou Chen's eyes immediately lit up, "Ah Yin, you want to accompany me back?"

"Not welcome?" Zhou Yin raised an eyebrow.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to propose... Mm, what etiquette should be used to welcome you, Empress? Or just be the same as me..." Zhou Chen rolled back and forth on his shoulder, starting to imagine Zhou Yin wearing the phoenix crown and robes of the demon beast empress, excited to the point of forgetting that they were currently flying on a sword, and nearly fell off.

Zhou Yin fished him out expressionlessly and stuffed him into his outer robe sleeve. - This was the place Zhou Chen hated the most, feeling it was stuffy and unbreathable.

Most importantly, he couldn't have intimate skin contact with Zhou Yin.

Huang Wenjun was still living in the same place as before. His treatment and cultivation level hadn't changed much.

Coincidentally, He Yun was also there. She was still at the late Foundation Establishment stage. She had previously gone into seclusion, wanting to break through to the Core Formation stage, but at the critical moment, she had a change of heart and failed to form her core, but she didn't fall either.

Seeing Zhou Yin, the two were naturally overjoyed, especially He Yun. Her appearance was the same as before, her red dress fluttering.

"When did you arrive?" She looked at Zhou Yin, her expression complex.

The person in front of her was the one she had once harbored girlish feelings for when she was young. It was just that the falling flowers had feelings, but the flowing water was heartless.

Time passed in a flash, and the handsome youth had long since grown into a peerlessly elegant man. In the past, she had resented Zhou Yin for not recognizing Mount Tai, but now it seemed that the one who didn't recognize Mount Tai was herself.

If only back then, if only back then...

There was no medicine for regret in this world. Countless thoughts all turned into a single sigh.

Huang Wenjun was both surprised and envious: "It hasn't been long, but you've already advanced again. These congratulations surely don't come late!"

There was envy, but no jealousy. He had long understood the gap between himself and Zhou Yin. The latter was destined to walk a broad and great path completely different from theirs.

He Yun smiled: "You now have Core Formation cultivation. I heard you also entered under Qinghe Zhenren. In the future it will be convenient for us to find you."

The three reunited, reminiscing about their youthful days, inevitably feeling a bit of the vast changes and that people were no longer the same as before.

Zhou Yin said: "I'll be leaving in a couple days."

He Yun let out an "ah" sound: "Why is that?"

Zhou Yin took out two bottles of pills and a few talismans.

"Inside are Jade Centipede Pills, they'll be a bit useful for you."

Huang Wenjun and He Yun received them in a daze.

They hadn't expected that with Zhou Yin's current cultivation, not only would he take the initiative to find them, he was even willing to gift them pills. The Jade Centipede Pills might not be precious, but for their current stage, it was the best possible aid.

Huang Wenjun sincerely and earnestly thanked: "Ah Yin, thank you!"

He Yun lowered her head to conceal the wetness at the corners of her eyes in that instant.

After a long while, she finally raised her head and smiled: "It's good that you're leaving. The atmosphere in the sect now is a bit off. Ever since Master returned, when I went to see her, she was also just hurried, giving a few instructions, not knowing if something happened."

The master she spoke of was Qingying. After the Mirror Sea Sect was incorporated, the original disciples were scattered. Some with potential were taken in by the various peak masters. As for Huang Wenjun's master, it was the peak master Qingyuan who was famous among the seven peaks for being a cultivation maniac.

Zhou Yin said: "Are some people missing?"

Huang Wenjun nodded and lowered his voice: "Ever since Sect Leader Qinghe was injured and went into seclusion, the acting sect master dispatched some people down the mountain. Supposedly it was to collect scriptures related to cultivation."

He Yun found it strange: "Collect those for what? Aren't the scriptures in Shangxuan Sect already numerous enough?"

Huang Wenjun's expression became even more mysterious: "You think it's for cultivation? Wrong. Supposedly the acting sect master secretly ordered to burn the collected scriptures on the spot."

He Yun couldn't help but let out an "ah", unable to hide her shock. "Why is that?"

Huang Wenjun smiled bitterly: "How would I know? This matter hasn't been made public. I also only heard it through the grapevine. With my current status, I can barely keep myself safe, how would I go inquire about things I shouldn't know?"

Zhou Yin didn't speak, but in his heart, an idea had already vaguely emerged.

The three chatted a bit more. Actually, most of it was He Yun and Huang Wenjun talking, while Zhou Yin just listened. Because they had the Jade Centipede Pills, Huang Wenjun's stagnant cultivation once again had some hope, and his mood also improved quite a bit. His speech was no longer as lifeless as before.

Zhou Yin prepared to leave. He Yun said: "I'll send you off."

How could Huang Wenjun not know He Yun's thoughts? Hearing this, he smiled: "That's fine too. Ah Yin, come back to see us often when you have time."

Zhou Yin nodded. He Yun followed behind him.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff. He Yun could only rack her brains to find a topic: "You still remember Liu Xiaowan, right?"

Zhou Yin let out an "en" sound.

He Yun said: "Ever since she married Qingxuan's nephew as a concubine, she was very favored for a period of time. But recently, that man took in a new person, and Liu Xiaowan's situation is far worse than before. A while ago, I even saw her come find Wenjun dispiritedly, so Wenjun's mood today isn't very good. Don't take it to heart."

"En." Since the demon beasts attacked, the Shangxuan Sect temporarily abolished the rule prohibiting the use of flying magic weapons within the sect. Naturally, Zhou Yin would not walk down the mountain.

He Yun sent him all the way to the outside of the courtyard, and there was nothing more to send off. Seeing the man's tall and solemn figure, like a jade pine under the moonlight, her eyes inexplicably turned hot.

She quickly blinked and said in a low voice, "You, take care..."

Zhou Yin glanced at her, said nothing, turned around, mounted his Lingyin Sword, and left.

He never cared about what he shouldn't, and there was no need to leave any hope. He was never the kind of person who liked to play the trick of "can't cut it off, but still tangled."

Zhou Chen popped out from his sleeve and crawled onto his shoulder, muttering, "I don't like that woman."

Competing with me for my wife, humph!

Zhou Yin said, "I'm going to see Qingyan. You go back to the courtyard and wait for me."

Zhou Chen asked, "Why?"

Zhou Yin replied, "His cultivation is high, and he may notice your abnormality. There's no need to cause trouble."

Zhou Chen grumbled, "What's there to be afraid of that old fellow?"

Zhou Yin said, "In the small town at the foot of the mountain, there's a restaurant that makes a good sweet and sour carp."

Zhou Chen bargained, "Only if we stay there overnight."

Zhou Yin grunted in agreement.

Zhou Chen giggled, wanting to pounce on him and give him a kiss, but forgot that he was not in human form. That pointed mouth almost poked a hole in Zhou Yin's face. "Okay, I'll go back first. Mwah, waiting for you!"

Zhou Yin watched his hopping figure, the corner of his mouth twitching.

In some ways, His Majesty the Demon Emperor was very easy to coax.