Mount Hua, North Peak.
Huashan North Park.
Not long after Bu Feifan and Liu Yanchang left, Lingzhi entered Yang Chan's courtyard.
In front of the simple boudoir.
Lingzhi gently pushed open the door and walked in.
"They all left?"
Yang Chan's voice sounded lazily.
At this moment, she was sitting by the window with Changyue, playing Go.
"They've all left, Miss."
Lingzhi slightly curbed her greeting. Then, she told Changyue and Yang Chan in detail about Bu Feifan and Liu Yanchang's reactions and actions after they learned that Yang Chan and Changyue had gone out and that Huashan Villa was about to close.
"Hmph, this Liu Yanchang is indeed a hypocritical gentleman…"
When Yang Chan heard that Liu Yanchang was too lazy to even bother with the formalities with Lingzhi, and only asked Lingzhi to convey her gratitude to her with a stiff expression, her face immediately turned cold.
Lingzhi saw this and said with a common hatred," Miss is right. When I saw Liu Yanchang's elegant demeanor, I thought he was a righteous and honest gentleman. I didn't expect him to be such a person."”
As she spoke, Lingzhi continued," However, that Young Master Bu is a very honest person. He treats others humbly and even said that if Young Lady or Celestial Sovereign needs him in the future, as long as it's not to take his life, he will not shirk his responsibility!”
"Yo, little Lingzhi, you actually speak up for someone else. Could it be that you've taken a fancy to that Young Master Bu?!”
Chang'e pursed her lips into a smile and teased.
"Star Lord…"
Lingzhi's pretty face couldn't help but turn slightly red as she called out in a crisp voice.
"Alright…"
Yang Chan looked at Lingzhi in amusement and said," Have you done what I asked you to do?"!”
When Lingzhi heard this, her eyes blinked as she said in a crisp voice," When I asked Little Seven to wake Young Master Bu up, I asked him to secretly give the things to Young Master Bu. I also asked him to pass on Young Miss's words…"
"Yes."
Hearing this, Yang Chan nodded slightly.
Then, she looked at Chang Yue and asked thoughtfully," Sister Chang, why do you think Liu Yanchang wanted to strike Young Master Bu's confidence and guide him to enjoy the wealth of the mortal world calmly?"!”
"It's all because of you…"
Chang Yue chuckled and looked at Yang Chan." Don't you think that your attitude towards Young Master Bu yesterday was too different?"!”
"Sister, you mean that Liu Yanchang is targeting Young Master Bu because of my attitude towards him?!”
Yang Chan frowned and said thoughtfully.
"Yes, I am."
Chang Yue said thoughtfully," It's because your attitude towards Young Master Bu made Liu Yanchang feel threatened. That's why he wanted to strike Young Master Bu's confidence and make him give up on the idea of breaking through his limits and pursuing the Jinshi realm."”
When Yang Chan heard this, her expression changed slightly and she said,"Sister, you mean…" Liu Yanchang likes me? And... Does he think I like Young Master Bu?!”
"Yeah,"
Changyue looked at Yang Chan with a faint smile.
Yang Chan's pretty face could not help but blush slightly when she saw Changyue's half-smile. She said coquettishly," But…" What did this have to do with him targeting Young Master Bu?!”
"Of course it has something to do with me."
Chang Yue explained with a smile," After all, when the cultivators of the Three Realms choose a cultivation partner, they will choose a partner whose cultivation base and aptitude are not too different. Otherwise, if the difference in cultivation base and aptitude is too great, then the difference in lifespan between the two will be too great. In that case, won't one of them have to face death sooner or later and suffer in vain?! In fact, during this process, both parties will be trapped by love and their hearts will be messed up, creating a demonic barrier…"
"So, in Liu Yanchang's opinion, as a cultivator who has achieved some minor success in cultivation, you should have a lifespan of at least a few hundred to a thousand years. In the future, as your cultivation increases, you will have more lifespan. Therefore, if you want to find a husband, how can you find a mortal who only has a lifespan of a hundred years?!”
"As for Confucians, if they don't enter the 'Jinshi' realm, they'll still have a mortal body. They can only live for a hundred years at most. After a hundred years, they'll only be a pile of bones.”
Accompanied by Changyue's explanation, Yang Chan finally understood.
Immediately, Yang Chan sighed faintly. No one knew what she was thinking.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a colorful light suddenly descended from the sky and landed in the courtyard. It transformed into a beautiful woman.
The woman looked to be in her early twenties. Her black hair was tied up into a beautiful bun with a few jade hairpins and beaded flowers. She was wearing a white pleated palace dress with various embroidery on it, making her look very dignified and demure.
As soon as the woman appeared, she went straight to Yang Chan's boudoir and pushed the door open.
"Sister Baihua!"
When Yang Chan saw this woman, her face immediately bloomed into a beautiful smile. She immediately stood up and warmly welcomed her.
"Hehe, little Chan 'Er, long time no see!”
The woman pulled Yang Chan back and teased," Yo, it's been a while. Little Chan Er seems to have become prettier again?!”
"Sister Baihua is getting more and more beautiful!”Yang Chan said coquettishly.
"Alright, stop flattering each other. The journey to the West Sea is far away, so you should hurry up and go.”
At this moment, Changyue walked forward and held the two women's small hands as she spoke with a smile.
After a while.
A white cloud rose from the courtyard and flew straight to the West Ocean.
......
At the same time.
Dozens of miles away from Mount Hua.
Liu Yanchang stepped into a dilapidated temple with a gloomy face.
The temple was very small, and there was only a very old Buddha statue in the center.
At this moment, a skinny old monk was sitting cross-legged on a futon under the Buddha statue, chanting scriptures with his eyes closed.
As soon as Liu Yanchang entered the temple, the old monk seemed to be startled. He slowly opened his turbid eyes and looked at him.
The old monk's turbid eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. He stood up and put his palms together. He bowed to Liu Yanchang and said respectfully," Greetings, Venerable One!"”
"Go and do something for me."
Liu Yanchang looked at the old monk expressionlessly and ordered.
The old monk seemed to be used to Liu Yanchang's attitude. He bowed slightly and said," Please instruct me, Venerable One."”
"Go and kill this person."
As he spoke, Liu Yanchang put his right hand together and gestured in the air.
At this moment, his fingers were like a divine brush. As they moved, they seemed to draw the most beautiful lines in the world.
In a few breaths, a clear portrait was formed under his wandering fingers, floating in the void.
The portrait depicted Bu Feifan.
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