northernbook Chapter 143 Old Grudges and New Sorrows
Chapter 143 Old Grudges and New Sorrows
Yu Lishuang, who had been secretly peeking without stopping, sat up abruptly upon seeing this scene, feeling that there was some juicy gossip to be had.
Recalling Luo Sifan's expression and tone when he mentioned Yu Xinlian before she forcibly took him, Yu Lishuang suddenly realized that the relationship between the two was not only not simple, but also somewhat deadly!
At this moment, Yu Xinlian looked like she was on the verge of collapse from the blow.
Luo Sifan's expression changed, as if he had only just noticed Yu Xinlian's abnormal condition. He flew forward, reached out to support the swaying Yu Xinlian, and cried out in alarm:
"Sect Master Yu! How could you do this?"
As he gently touched the Jade Heart Lotus Meridian, Luo Sifan's expression turned serious, showing great concern.
Her internal energy was chaotic and her blood was stagnant. She was terrified and confused, as if she had seen a ghost.
"Don't touch me..."
Yu Xinlian rolled her eyes back, trying to shake off Luo Sifan's hands, but they wouldn't obey her, and she let out a pitiful groan.
"Sect Master Yu!"
Luo Sifan not only didn't let go, but exclaimed in surprise and instead took the opportunity to hug her waist.
Holding the Jade Heart Lotus halfway, Luo Sifan followed the mountain path, taking a few light steps, and floated towards the Yaotai Palace.
Yu Lishuang frowned in confusion, wondering what Luo Sifan's intentions were. In any case, she was very displeased that Luo Sifan was holding a beautiful woman.
Yaotai Palace is shaped like the Fairy Peak, with several staggered levels. The palace staff are all busy cleaning the courtyard, hanging colorful lanterns, and preparing celebratory paper decorations.
Luo Sifan encountered several female disciples busy outside the palace gates and greeted them. Seeing that their sect leader was in trouble, the disciples did not have time to ask why, and led Luo Sifan straight to the main palace.
The nobles of Yaotai Palace were gathered in the main courtyard. Hearing the commotion, they came to see Luo Sifan and Yu Xinlian cuddling together in an unseemly manner. The sect leader also seemed to be unwell. The expressions of the crowd, besides surprise, were varied and interesting.
"How dare you!"
Those who didn't recognize Luo Sifan shouted in a coquettish voice and tried to separate the two.
"metropolitan!"
Someone exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to help him up; it was a close disciple of Yu Xinlian's faction.
"It's you!"
Yu Yaoxiang and the others recognized Luo Sifan. After a moment's hesitation, they quickly stopped the person who was about to attack Luo Sifan in anger.
"This man... is the husband of the Ancestor! How dare you be so rude!"
The bigwigs of the Yaochi lineage all changed their expressions and reprimanded the young and old fairies of the Yaotai Sect who were disgusted and attacked any strange man they saw.
Amidst the commotion of the women, a tall woman with a high bun and silk ribbons, dressed in white, stepped forward and arrived in front of Luo Sifan first.
Her jade-like hands clasped lightly, her handsome face almost expressionless. She glanced indifferently at Luo Sifan, showing politeness but little respect, then slightly bowed her head and asked:
"Greetings, young master. May I ask why you are walking alongside the sect leader? Why is the sect leader so distraught?"
Luo Sifan still remembered her; Yu Zhihua was the most senior person here, and was the senior master of Yu Yaoxiang and others.
At a glance, it was clear that Yu Xinlian was not seriously injured; it was merely a matter of inner demons causing trouble. Yu Zhihua's cultivation level was indeed worthy of being a leader of the Yaotai Sect.
Luo Sifan looked puzzled and briefly explained that Yu Xinlian had come to find him, and that he had suddenly fainted due to anger on the way.
Yu Zhihua raised her eyebrows exaggeratedly and said:
"Young Master, on Gunxue Cliff, did you tell the Sect Master you wanted to play the flute?"
Luo Sifan looked bewildered. "Is it not allowed?"
Yu Zhihua sighed, no longer pursuing the matter. She reached out and hugged Yu Xinlian, turning to leave, but couldn't help turning back to say:
"Young Master, please don't mention playing the flute in the sect anymore. The sect leader has some heart problems and can't handle this kind of stimulation."
Luo Sifan nodded in agreement, looking completely bewildered, but secretly chuckled to himself, "Jade Heart Lotus, you've finally met your match!"
Yu Zhihua, carrying her companion, drifted away, leaving behind a command that echoed from afar:
"Si Hanqiu! Take the young master to Zhichun Pavilion to rest for now. The sect leader will make arrangements once he wakes up."
A woman stepped forward in response, and judging from her expression, she seemed quite excited.
"Young master, please come with me."
Si Hanqiu, dressed in a pink dress and white robe, with flowers in her hair, was lively and couldn't help but glance at Luo Sifan, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Yu Yaoxiang and the others wanted to get closer to Luo Sifan, but Yu Zhihua beat them to it. Not wanting to lose face in front of the other women, they turned away in embarrassment and went about their own business.
"With Miss Si here, one feels the warmth of spring; no wonder it's called Zhichun Pavilion."
Luo Sifan followed Si Hanqiu to Zhichun Pavilion, which stood alone on a protruding rock. Not understanding its meaning, he made a joke about it.
Si Hanqiu's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. Seeing his eyes darting around, and his mischievous grin as he stared at her, her heart pounded wildly, and even her golden core felt unstable.
What a handsome young man, every gesture and word of his captivating charm. No wonder even the legendary patriarch fell for him!
Unconsciously, Luo Sifan already possessed the aura of conquering the sect's ancestor, and his charm was greatly enhanced in front of the women of Yaotai Sect.
"What nonsense!"
Si Hanqiu was flustered, her oval face flushed, and she quickly turned around, pointing to the window:
“Young master, this place faces Hundred Flowers Peak, evergreen and lush with flowers and trees. When spring comes, they bloom in full glory, filling the window from afar. That’s why it’s called Zhichun Pavilion.”
Luo Sifan shook his head and smiled slightly:
"A beautiful woman's smile is like a flower blooming. Spring comes and goes, but I, this young master, am too lazy to care. To be fortunate enough to be with flowers in bloom is true eternal spring."
With provocative words and fiery eyes, Si Hanqiu could not withstand such stimulation. Clutching her heart, her legs trembling, she hurriedly excused herself from Luo Sifan, descended the stairs, and slipped away without looking back, her pink skirt billowing in the air.
Luo Sifan was slightly taken aback as he watched Si Hanqiu leave the pavilion in a disheveled state. He had assumed that Yu Zhihua had sent this person to monitor her and had provoked her a bit too much, but he hadn't expected that this woman would be so easily defeated and flee in less than a single exchange.
Isn't this going a bit too far? Just like on the surface, Si Hanqiu is a pure and untainted virgin, not a seasoned and slick female cultivator from the Yaotai Sect.
Luo Sifan was filled with regret and too lazy to think about it anymore. He simply strolled to the window and, following Si Hanqiu's advice, began to admire the lush, rolling Baihua Peak outside the window.
A sudden burst of clapping erupted from behind.
Luo Sifan felt a chill run down her spine and turned her head to look warily.
The fat man he had dreamed of beating a thousand times in his past life, grinned and swaggered down the stairs from the second floor of Zhichun Pavilion, clapping his hands in delight.
Their eyes met, and both of them were startled.
Du Xinglie was startled by Luo Sifan's beauty, and then guessed her identity. He was initially pleased, then surprised, and then overjoyed. His eyes lit up, and he regarded Luo Sifan as a feast delivered to his door.
Luo Sifan recognized this fat man at a glance. Back then, he had completely deceived the pure-hearted sixth-realm alchemist Luo Sifan. Together with Yu Xinlian, they had kidnapped and imprisoned Luo Sifan for over a hundred days, forcing him to do hard labor refining pills for the Du family. Luo Sifan had suffered no shortage of verbal humiliation and physical pain at his hands.
Luo Sifan remained unfazed, suppressing his surging killing intent while secretly groaning in despair.
Du Xinglie was already at the peak of the Golden Core stage more than a hundred years ago. Now, he is at least at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. He has no confidence in making a move rashly.
Not to mention that this is Yu Xinlian's stronghold. The two are in cahoots, and if Yu Lishuang cannot come to his aid, he will only suffer losses.
Luo Sifan deeply regretted that he had fought so hard against Yu Lishuang, only to save face as a man. When the time came, he was unable to alert Yu Lishuang to come out and help him.