12dz Chapter 197 My Heart Aches for You
Chapter 197 My Heart Aches for You
On the other side, thinking that there was still plenty of time, Leng Huan and others finished dressing and took Yun Du to the main peak.
When she arrived, she found all the elders of the peaks in the main hall, and the disciples at the door bowed to her. Leng Huan nodded and asked, "Has something happened?"
The disciple scratched his head: "It seems that some petty thieves were arrested yesterday, and the elder of the Disciplinary Prison Platform just came to discuss it with the sect leader."
"Is that so?" Leng Huan knew Fu Xun had set up many sentries, but she hadn't expected him to actually catch someone. Thinking of that old thief from last night, her brow furrowed slightly. After the disciple reported this, Leng Huan led Yun Du into the hall.
There were still some distinguished guests in the hall. Just as everyone had finished their discussion, Leng Huan and Fu Xun paid their respects to their elders. This way, they wouldn't have to go to Sword Peak and Weapon Refining Peak anymore, and they received another wave of wedding gifts.
Some guests came to say goodbye, while those from farther away, such as the Crimson Sky Immortal Sect, indicated that the two elders were about to depart.
Sect Master Ji cupped his hands and said, "I hope you two have a safe journey. Please give your sect much attention to the matters discussed this time."
The elders with higher cultivation levels nodded: "We understand. Seeing that the spy infiltrated to gather information, it must have already been spread. We don't know what the purpose of the person behind it is. We hope the sect leader will think it over carefully."
The person behind it all? Leng Huan was slightly startled. Could it be related to the Demon Clan?
Before the gathering ended, Sect Leader Ji concluded, "The entire sect must intensify patrols in the near future. The person behind this may be connected to the Demon Clan. They definitely have designs on our sect..."
Everyone was in awe.
Leng Huan frowned in thought. She had to admit, the Demon Clan was truly a thorn in her side. She watched as Fu Xun held Yun Du, lost in thought, while the child obediently played with the protective fish talisman.
These peaceful days are so comforting; I wish they could last forever without any trouble.
If it weren't for those unpleasant things, as Fu Xun said, she could spend her life in cultivation and enjoy a peaceful existence. Suddenly, she felt that there was nothing wrong with such a life. Leng Huan held Fu Xun's hand in one hand and Yun Du's hand in the other as they walked out of the main hall.
"Was that thief a spy last night?" After Song Kaiyang, Jiang Ruoyu and the others left, the family of three took a slow walk. Leng Huan suddenly asked, having thought that the thief was just an evil cultivator.
"Hmm." Fu Xun watched his son run to the roadside to catch ants and replied, "That person found out about the guests and spread the news. The contact person seems to be a demonic cultivator, and he's very cautious. If it weren't for that thief's wishful thinking..."
He paused for a moment, "However, fortunately, the sect leader has taken this matter seriously. Let's see what the person behind the scenes is really after."
Leng Huan frowned slightly. "Could the person behind this be a demon? What conspiracy are they plotting against our sect?"
The matter is currently unknown. After a moment of silence, Fu Xun asked about something: "The guests are about to leave. When will Elder Leng and the others depart?"
“I originally planned for us to set off for Beijun together in three days, but with this incident, I’m afraid you won’t be able to leave for the time being. I’ve decided to wait until a month before returning to Beijun. The Grand Elder and the others will leave tomorrow.”
"Very well. Does my wife wish to return to Beijun?"
"I want to, but I don't really want to. It's been a long time since I've been back, and I should go back and see my aunt. She's always treated me like her own son."
"Okay, I'll go back with you after I'm done with what I need to do now."
Upon hearing this, Leng Huan stopped in his tracks, standing three meters away from Yun Du. He turned and stared at Fu Xun for a moment: "Speaking of which, there's something I've never asked. What... are your thoughts on the Fu family?"
The midday sun was exceptionally bright. Fu Xun pursed his lips in the sunlight, looked into her eyes as clear as autumn water, and said only one sentence: "The hatred for one's parents is irreconcilable."
He indeed harbored a grudge. Leng Huan sighed slightly, took his hand, and smiled. "Alright, you're already a great cultivator. When you return home in glory, you can give them a good slap in the face!"
Northshire, Northshire, that's where it all began.
She suddenly remembered when she first met Fu Xun. He was just a young boy whose parents had died, who had been harmed by his relatives, and who had been forced to jump off a cliff. He had returned from pain and despair with the intention of revenge. Leng Huan believed that he had never given up the idea of revenge all these years.
The few words she heard from others, setting aside her outsider's perspective on the protagonist's overpowered nature, the young boy's situation and his various pains, were only mentioned briefly in the author's writing.
He must have been in so much pain back then. Leng Huan felt a chill run through her. What was she thinking at the time? Watching and mocking, as if it were none of her business.
She clenched her fists instantly. Fu Xun felt her strength and was a little confused. Just as he was about to say that nothing else mattered except for revenge, returning home in glory, he was suddenly hugged by Leng Huan.
Fu Xun: !
Leng Huan admitted that he felt a little sorry for him. For the first time, he took the initiative to hug him and said something that sounded very strange to him: "Fu Xun, the hardships of your youth cannot destroy you. You will eventually reach the peak of the immortal path."
Startled for a moment, Fu Xun slowly raised his hand and gently patted her back, his expression suddenly realizing: "Wife, are you pitying me?"
Leng Huan denied it: "No, don't talk nonsense. I was clearly... worried about you. If I had known this would happen, I would have..." gone to the bottom of the cliff to save you.
Now she doesn't even dare to ask him what happened back then. Why reopen old wounds? Now, he's not alone anymore.
Fu Xun tightened his embrace, bringing his cheek close to her hair, the scent of her hair filling his nostrils. "It's alright, those are all fleeting memories. Now, I have you."
Leng Huan, my wife.
Is this God's compensation for the injustices He suffered?
Today, with her hair styled in a high bun, the fairy reached just above his eyebrows and said softly, "You don't need anyone's pity or sympathy; I only feel sorry for you." That abandoned boy.
As the autumn wind stirs the soul, a child enthusiastically digs for ants, while in the distance, two red figures lean on each other.
Leng Huan's hair was all neatly styled, with only a few soft strands of bangs remaining. A brisk wind blew, causing the two of them to sway their clothes.
When she said the word "heartache," Fu Xun took it as a sign of Leng Huan's love for him. How could he not be overjoyed?
He had known for a long time that she was stubborn but soft-hearted, awkward yet kind.
She was always his fiancée.
The longing of youth, the reflections of adulthood, and now an obsession. Fu Xun privately believed he had already obtained everything from her; what more could a man ask for?
"Ding! Host, Long Aotian's wish value has suddenly increased by 500 points, reaching 6000."
While Wang Chen was lost in thought about when Shen Hanyan would leave the Misty Immortal Sect, he was suddenly startled by the notification. "Ah, oh, isn't that normal? It increased by 500 points yesterday when I attended the ceremony. Anyway, as long as he's with his wife, the value keeps steadily increasing."
The system exclaimed excitedly: "The key is that the destruction value has been reduced by 50 points!"
"What? Only 50 points less?"
What are you doing?
Wang Chen was extremely disappointed. Shouldn't it have been reset to zero by now? They'd already gotten married! Looking closely at the dark blue value, it was still a third of its original value!
Completely baffled, he made a hand seal to send a message to Leng Huan, saying he had something to discuss.
Just as Leng Huan returned to Mingxiu Peak with Yun Du, he received a message from Wang Chen, who suggested that he come to Jufang Hall for a meeting.
Wang Chen arrived quickly. After looking around, he saw that Leng Huan had already brewed tea in the garden pavilion, and Yun Du was playing with the maids. After they sat down, he asked, "Is your husband not here?"
“…I just received a message from the sect leader; he’s busy.” Leng Huan poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him. “He just got married, so he has a lot of things to do.”
Leng Huan first recounted the matter of the spy from last night, then asked worriedly, "Do you know what major event is happening at this critical juncture for the Misty Immortal Sect? Is it part of the main storyline?"
Wang Chen shook his head: "The plot is completely messed up. In the original book, the male lead had just become engaged to Fairy Piaomiao at this time. Apart from that, things were peaceful for a long time and nothing happened. Even if something were to happen, it would be decades later..."
Ignoring the marriage agreement, Leng Huan asked directly, "So, what's going on with the Misty Immortal Sect?"
Wang Chen carefully checked the system panel in his mind, but there were no new notifications. After thinking for a moment, he thought, "If I had to say something, it should be something about the male lead... It shouldn't be happening now. But, that Misty Immortal Sect Master should have a divine artifact, right? Is the Demon Clan after that?"
Another divine artifact? Leng Huan paused, his hand holding the teacup still. "What kind of divine artifact is it?"
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