496 The Story of Spring III (2/2)

The elder moved around angrily on the snow-white fur. He looked incredibly comical and tragic moving around half his body like this, almost like a worm squirming.

His shrill voice resonated within the cave and an undescribable horrifying aura spread across the room, pushing down on everything it passed.

The vines were in chaos as Long Qing flew out of the cave spewing blood, landing heavily at the stone edge. He looked at the dark cave entrance, thinking back to the horrifying aura that he had just experienced, his eyes filled with shock and terror.

He knew the old man wasn't trying to kill him, however his aura naturally leaked out with his anger and even then, it possessed immense powers. If that old man really released his cultivation in full, no one in this world would be able to resist it.

Long Qing breathed heavily for a while before calming down. He wiped away the fresh blood by the side of his lips, placing the shoulder pole on his shoulders, and then carried his luggage and continued walking up the cliff.

There were many caves in this mountain and many seniors from the Haotian Taoism lived here. They were all of different realms but were all incredibly powerful figures. However, just like that old man, they were all severely injured and disabled and hence, had a bad temper.

Who was it back then who could have injured so many seniors? One must understand that these seniors had already crossed the Five States decades ago and wouldn't that mean that that person was of a higher cultivation state, and not just by one or two grades?

This answer vaguely appeared within Long Qing's heart, but he didn't want to continue pondering over it as both the heavenly Tomes of Arcane and the green mountain were the only hope he had right now.

He walked silently between the mountain walls, entering and exiting the mysterious caves, almost like a busy ant walking in an ant nest, not having the time to care what spring looks like.

Chang'an City.

Ning Que and Sangsang had their dinner at the scholar's house. After the meal, Mrs. Zeng and Sangsang started talking while Grand Secretary Zeng Jing and Ning Que started talking in the study. Hence when it was time to leave the residence, it was a little late and there weren't many people left on the street. Ning Que decided to stay at the Old Brush Pen Shop with Sangsang for the night.

The Old Brush Pen Shop was just like before, with the utensils in the bedroom in the courtyard well-prepared. Sangsang heated up some hot water and after the two of them washed up, they prepared to sleep.

It was in the midst of spring and the night breeze was no longer cooling and instead had a hint of dryness to it. A wild cat laid on the courtyard wall and as it looked at the stars in the night skies, it yowled.

The voice was very unpleasant and Ning Que couldn't fall asleep. He looked at the ceiling above him as he suddenly said, ”Did you know, Ye Hongyu killed the Great Divine Priest of Judgment.”

Sangsang said softly, ”I didn't know.”

Ning Que realized she wasn't as shocked when he had first found out this news. He could not help but laugh at himself, thinking that Sangsang was indeed not a mortal like him and said, ”I heard after killing the Priest of Judgement, she then severely injured Luo Kedi. If the hierarch hadn't said anything, she would have killed everyone.”

Sangsang murmured in agreement.

Ning Que said, ”I thought I had already caught up with her, who would have thought that she would leave me behind so far... She is already a Great Divine Priest of West-Hill. If we were to fight in the future, I wouldn't be a match with her, and we can't use your identity as the Great Divine Priest of Light to suppress her. What should we do?”

Sangsang said: ”Then let's not fight.”

Ning Que kept silent for a while before saying, ”If your dad made you follow me to Lanke Temple, the journey would be long. It also wouldn't be right for you to be my handmaiden so he wants us to get engaged first, what should we do?”

Sangsang whispered: ”...what do you want to do?”

Ning Que said, ”Then let's get engaged.”

Sangsang's voice emerged from underneath the thin blanket, a little muffled, almost as if she had a cold, ”Alright.”

Ning Que said, ”Come here, I'm a little hot.”

Sangsang moved over from the other end of the bed into his embrace.

Every year as spring ended and it became hot, Ning Que liked to hug her to bed as her body was naturally cold and hugging her was like hugging a soft cold jade.

It was the same tonight, Sangsang's body was still as cool as before.

However, she felt hot.

Ning Que was still a little hot and as he listened to the shrill noises of the cat as it was in heat, he got annoyed and scolded in a low voice, ”Spring is ending, what are you calling for!”