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Chapter 147: Leng Wuyan’s Thunderous Fury

Inside the Secret Chamber.

Lin Langyue curled up in the corner, her face burning red as she clutched her collar tightly.

Thinking back to earlier… or was it morning? She wasn’t even sure anymore. All she knew was that when she opened her eyes, she was nestled in Li Ran’s embrace.

"This is too embarrassing!" She bit her lip lightly.

Warm. Secure.

These two words suddenly surfaced in her mind. She had to admit—Li Ran’s embrace gave her an inexplicable sense of safety.

‘No! What am I even thinking?’

Lin Langyue groaned in frustration and ruffled her own hair.

Ever since she got trapped in this chamber with Li Ran, she had been crossing one line after another.

From massaging him, to wearing his clothes, and now— she had even fallen asleep in his arms!

If this continued, what would be next?!

‘No! I have to stop this now!’

Gritting her teeth, she glanced at Li Ran, who was busy cooking something. She made up her mind—Tonight, no matter what, I absolutely cannot sleep on that bed again!

Otherwise, her Dao Heart might just completely collapse!

"Food’s ready."

Just then, Li Ran called out.

Lin Langyue sniffed the air, catching the rich aroma of the food, and instinctively swallowed. “I— I’m not hungry…”

“It’s free today.”

“I’m coming!”

With zero hesitation, she dashed over, dignity completely forgotten.

Seeing the steaming copper pot on the table and the various ingredients neatly arranged around it, Lin Langyue asked curiously, “All of this is beef? How do we eat it?”

Li Ran smiled. “This is called hot pot. You just put the ingredients in, cook them for a bit, and then eat.”

“Oh~”

Lin Langyue nodded in understanding.

She pointed to a dark, wrinkled piece of food that looked almost like a rag. “What’s this? I’ve never seen it before.”

“That’s mao gan,” Li Ran replied.

“Mao gan?”

“It’s the stomach of a Silver-Horned Ox.”

“…”

Lin Langyue shuddered.

This was the first time she had heard of someone eating cow stomach.

She pointed to another plate filled with long, pink strips. “Then what about this one?”

“Oh, that’s the intestines of a Fire-Feather Duck.”

“…”

Lin Langyue struggled. “Are you sure these things are edible?!”

Li Ran nodded confidently. “Of course! I cleaned them thoroughly. Not only are they edible, but they’re delicious.”

As he spoke, he picked up a freshly cooked piece of mao gan with his chopsticks and held it up to her lips. “Try it. You’ll see.”

Lin Langyue wanted to refuse, but when she saw the expectant look in his eyes, she found herself opening her mouth against her better judgment.

“Mm!”

The moment she bit down, her eyes widened in surprise. “It’s… crunchy! And really tasty!”

“Of course it is.”

Li Ran took a bite himself, looking completely satisfied.

Lin Langyue stared at the chopsticks he had just used, and her cheeks suddenly grew warm.

“What are you waiting for? Sit down and eat.”

“Oh— okay.”

She sat beside him, the rising steam from the hot pot warming her entire body.

A strange feeling surfaced in her heart—one she had never felt before.

Maybe… being trapped here with him wasn’t so bad after all?

<+>

Mystic Spirit Mountain

Qin Ruyan descended from the sky, utterly exhausted.

The Hidden Gauze Sect was located in the far north, while the Ten Thousand Mountains were deep in the Southern Borders. The sheer distance spanned nearly the entire vast cultivation world.

Even after using the Sheng Clan’s teleportation formations and flying nonstop, it had still taken her four whole days to arrive at the foot of Mystic Spirit Mountain.

She didn’t dare waste another second and immediately made her way toward the gates of the Hidden Gauze Sect.

“Stop!”

Two guards stepped forward, blocking her path with frowns. “State your identity!”

“I am Qin Ruyan, the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect. I have urgent matters to report to Sect Master Leng!”

Qin Ruyan displayed her identity token.

One of the guards confirmed its authenticity and asked, “Saintess Qin, do you have an official decree from your sect?”

Qin Ruyan shook her head and replied, “The situation is sudden, and I am not here on behalf of the Hehuan Sect.”

One of the guards said, “Without an official decree, no one is allowed to enter the Youluo Hall. Please return, Saintess.”

“This is urgent! Holy Son Li has been missing for days—Sect Master Leng must be informed!” Qin Ruyan said anxiously.

“The Holy Son is missing?!”

The two guards exchanged glances, realizing the gravity of the situation.

Li Ran had indeed been absent from the sect for some time.

“Saintess Qin, please wait. I will report this to the Sect Master immediately.”

Not daring to delay, the guard turned and entered the mountain gate.

Qin Ruyan waited anxiously at the foot of the mountain.

After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, a powerful force pulled at her.

Her vision blurred, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already inside the Sacred Hall.

Leng Wuyan sat high on the phoenix throne.

Qin Ruyan hurriedly bowed. “Disciple Qin Ruyan greets Sect Master Leng.”

Leng Wuyan frowned and said, “I heard from the guards that you claim Ran’er has gone missing. What exactly happened?”

Qin Ruyan did not dare to hide anything and recounted everything that had happened since the beast tide began.

Of course, she omitted Li Ran’s relationship with Yue Jianli.

As soon as she finished speaking, the air in the hall became as cold as ice.

She felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on her, making it nearly impossible to breathe.

Leng Wuyan’s voice was chilling and oppressive. “Are you saying that a Soul Division Realm cultivator from the Yin Corpse Sect attacked Ran’er, and now he is missing?”

Qin Ruyan nodded. “I searched the Ten Thousand Mountains for three days, but there was no sign of Holy Son Li!”

Boom!

A thunderous explosion erupted outside the hall!

Instantly, black clouds engulfed the peak of the Rakhasa Peak.

All the spiritual beings in the entire Mystic Spirit Mountain Range trembled and prostrated themselves on the ground.

At the same time—

On White Cloud Peak, within the Central Heaven Sect.

An urgent bell tolled, and celestial cranes flapped their wings in the sky.

Central Heaven Sect Master Yi Qinglan had emerged from seclusion!

<+>

Time lost meaning within the mountain.

In the pitch-black secret chamber, Lin Langyue and Li Ran had no idea how long had passed.

Whenever they were hungry, they ate. When they were tired, they slept. Life was simple and carefree.

Lin Langyue gradually came to accept reality.

They were trapped in this secret chamber and had no idea if they would ever get out.

All her past ambitions now seemed distant and illusory.

Instead, this dark and cramped stone chamber gave her an inexplicable sense of warmth—something she had never experienced before.

During these past days with Li Ran, she realized she was becoming unfamiliar with herself.

She felt nervous, flustered, and inexplicably anxious. For the first time, she discovered the depth of her own emotions.

Here, she could finally let go of all titles, forget the expectations of her master and sect, and simply be Lin Langyue.

This was the fourth time she had woken up in Li Ran’s embrace.

Resting on his strong arm and listening to his steady heartbeat, her cheeks flushed, yet she did not move away.

Li Ran woke up as well, his deep voice sounding beside her ear. “What do you want to eat today?”

Lin Langyue thought for a moment. “I feel like having grilled meat.”

“Alright, same rule as always—one skewer of grilled meat, one incense stick’s worth of massage,” Li Ran said.

“Hmph, I know already,” Lin Langyue replied, her cheeks blushing as a bright smile spread across her face.

‘If things could stay like this forever… it wouldn’t be so bad.’