How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 22

Chapter 22: The Unwed Wife of the Favored Son of Heaven (Part 2)

Xie Yibai had never been so humble in his life.

He was half-kneeling by the stream on Mount Feicui, his whole person almost broken.

The water in the stream was sparkling, and silver fish were jumping, making a splashing sound.

By his leg was his life-bound sword, Ding Canghai, which was trembling with fear and patting his thigh.

The bright moon was high in the sky, and the clear light was everywhere. He lifted his sleeve, huffing and puffing, and carefully wiped the dusty cheeks of the person in front of him clean.

A row of green and red fruits was scattered on the ground, all of which had just been offered by his junior martial nephews.

Xie Yibai lowered his head, picked a ripe one, peeled and cut it into pieces in a few strokes, and fed it to the person’s mouth.

This little young lady had started to cry as soon as she saw him. She didn’t make a fuss, but she cried silently, and her eyelids were swollen in no time, which made him feel sorry for her.

Xie Yibai didn’t understand, but he was a little panicked. He was coaxing her in a fluster, not understanding what was going on.

Two sentences faintly came from behind him: “How could this younger martial uncle scold her?”

“That’s right… that’s his unwed wife!”

“…”

Hearing “unwed wife,” Xie Yibai was stunned for a moment, and his hand paused. He instantly understood.

He was a little amused, really not expecting that his first meeting with this “young lady” would be in such a scene.

Remembering the old man’s letters with the Yu family, which reminded him of some rumors to avoid Miss Yu when he saw her, Xie Yibai supported his head and couldn’t help but feel a headache.

Seeing that he had stopped moving, the little young lady… ah no, the little young master, whose nose was red from crying, looked up at him. His light-colored eyes were like they had been washed with water, with a hint of confusion.

As if asking him, why did you stop feeding me?

So self-aware?

Xie Yibai looked at him, and the corners of his lips couldn’t help but curl up. He tried to suppress it and continued to feed him with his head down.

After feeding him a fruit, he let go of his hand, supported himself with Ding Canghai, and coughed lightly, touching the little young master’s head.

While guessing the reason for his unhappiness, Xie Yibai coaxed him in a low voice, “Don’t mind what they said. I’ll go and explain it myself later, okay?”

“Explain what?”

“That we’re not in that kind of relationship at all.”

He had heard that the little young master disliked his fate and didn’t want to be involved with him?

Xie Yibai had a smile on his face. He felt that the hair under his hand was soft and had a good touch, so he couldn’t help but stroke it a few times.

As he was stroking it, the little young master was stunned for a moment, and the action of biting the green fruit paused slightly.

He looked up, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his features were placid, and his voice was very soft. “You’re not willing?”

Xie Yibai hadn’t felt that something was wrong yet. “That’s right, didn’t you say—”

“…” His voice became slower and slower as he sorted out the relationship, wanting to say, “Aren’t you the one who’s not willing?”

But his hand suddenly felt light. The little young master, who had been letting him touch him obediently just now, pushed him away and stood up, supporting himself against the tree.

His face was pale, his eyes were clear, and he looked at him quietly, without a word.

Xie Yibai was almost broken by his gaze.

Only then did he hear him lower his eyes and say calmly, “I’m sorry. I lost my composure just now. I’ve disturbed you.”

“…”

***

Yu Lin had heard that a string of data could be applied to different worlds.

Before starting a new world, he had even secretly recited this possibility in his heart.

He just hadn’t expected that the final result would be like this… both lucky and cruel.

Yu Lin was not the type to dwell on the past, nor was he overly influenced by emotions, even after realizing that he liked Su Huai.

He had thought that being together in one world was already a great satisfaction.

He didn’t know that to truly like someone was such a cruel thing.

By the stream, the morning light had already spread on the horizon, bringing with it a vibrant vitality.

The flowers, birds, fish, and insects of Mount Feicui had already woken up. The birds were chirping, and the fish were jumping.

Under a hundred-year-old tree, the young immortal sect disciples were hugging their knees, not at all sleepy, as quiet as chickens.

A few meters away, Xie Yibai, with a silver hairband, was holding Ding Canghai in one hand and supporting his chin with the other, sitting cross-legged, his eyelashes moving restlessly, his gaze wandering over.

His brow was slightly furrowed, and he had a very oppressive aura.

The immortal sect disciples all retracted their gazes and whispered.

The younger martial sister had come back in the middle of the night. When she came back, she was in a daze, her face pale, and she had fallen asleep as soon as she lay down.

Xie Yibai had followed a moment later. When he came, he was silent, his face hesitant, and he looked dazed.

So for the entire night, this great demon king had been standing by, sighing, and not daring to wake her up.

He himself was fine, occasionally flicking a poisonous insect on the ground to death, bang, bang, bang, bang.

…He was just torturing them.

The young people’s faces were stiff, and they shrank their necks, and all turned their heads to the left.

The most stable among them was the sword cultivator Mu Zhihe from Mount Cangsong, the great demon king’s fellow disciple.

Someone behind him pushed him with the hilt of his sword. His face was pale, but he still took a step forward.

“Younger Martial Uncle.” The young man with a silver crown on his head, his lips moved slightly, and he cupped his hands and asked, “You… is there something you need?”

“…Hmm?” Xie Yibai turned his head with his chin supported, his eyes dark. “No.”

He was waiting for her to wake up.

But after waiting all night, seeing the morning light scatter, the communication talisman on his waist flickered non-stop, urging him to leave.

Xie Yibai pulled off the communication talisman, looked at it in his hand, and after a moment, frowned and stood up. “Forget it.”

He turned his head, stood with his sword in his arms, in a pile of poisonous insects under the tree, and smiled. “Little martial nephews… you’re not busy, are you? Uh… Martial Uncle has a favor to ask of you?”

The seven-day sect trial had only three days left. Because the Soul-devouring Beast had been killed by Xie Yibai on his way, the others really had nothing to do for the time being.

So with Mu Zhihe as the leader, the disciples stood up, their expressions respectful, and all asked, “Please speak.”

“Martial Uncle, just give us your orders.”

“No need to be polite.”

“…Is that so.” Xie Yibai looked at them, his knuckles resting lightly on the tip of his nose.

He looked over, his eyes smiling.

The immortal sect disciples then heard a string of unforgettable words.

“Uh… this little young lady seemed to have been angered by me last night. Is there any martial nephew who can tell a joke? When he wakes up, if I’m not back, tell him a joke to coax him?”

“He seems to like sweets, but his constitution is too weak. Besides the green fruits, don’t let him touch anything else on this Mount Feicui for now. I’ll get him food when I come back.”

“If he wakes up and looks for me… uh… tell him that I’ll definitely be back within half an hour. Tell him not to cry. His eyelids are all swollen from crying.”

“…”

“…”

Waking up to be surrounded by a group of chattering young boys and girls, Yu Lin was completely dazed.

He rubbed his numb knees, his features slightly stunned. “He… said that?”

“That’s right.” Nanyin bit into a fruit, casually handed him one, sat cross-legged, and slapped her thigh. “He came back once half an hour ago, brought some food, and saw that you… Martial Uncle, were not awake, so he left again, saying he would be back before noon.”

Yu Lin felt that this style of doing things was becoming more and more familiar… After a moment of silence, he was puzzled. “…Younger Martial Uncle?”

Nanyin: “Hehe.”

She didn’t explain, and the others had already started to laugh. “That’s right, that’s right, Younger Martial Uncle. We were rude before.”

“Could Younger Martial Uncle Xie have come here specifically for him?”

“Of course, do you even have to ask!”

“I never thought he would be afraid of something!”

“Don’t say it. The Soul-devouring Beast will have a drink with me.”

“Hee hee.”

A group of young people were meditating and cultivating, not in a hurry. In Mount Feicui, half a day passed quickly.

Besides improving their cultivation, the sect’s trial was also to temper their minds. The young people were focused on it.

It was just that Xie Yibai had acted yesterday, and the Soul-devouring Beast had died easily. In their joy, some people were also worried. “The results… will there be a problem?”

The sect’s trial did not allow for outside help. They had spiritual artifacts on them that could save their lives at critical moments.

But if they asked their elders to act, the mark would be recorded, and their results would also be cancelled, and they would have to start over.

Hearing this, the young people’s smiling faces stiffened, and their faces turned pale. They immediately fell into a mess. “No, I don’t want to start over—”

Under the tree, Hu Guangsan, who was telling Yu Lin about the fantasy love of the Nine Provinces, also panicked when he heard this. He hurriedly reached for his writing brush to see if his results were still there.

A moment later, a group of young people crowded around Yu Lin, their eyes eager. “Younger Martial Uncle, Younger Martial Uncle, can you please plead for us and ask Younger Martial Uncle Xie not to report us…”

There was no longer the noble and cold look on their faces when they were facing a person with connections.

Yu Lin took a bite of the fruit, his expression stunned. “Wait for him to come back?”

The others immediately cheered, not at all realizing that there was anything wrong with asking the young lady for help.

***

Xie Yibai did indeed return at noon, stepping on the brilliant sun. When he came back, the young immortal sect disciples were listening to gossip.

The dream of the young girls, Hu Guangsan, was fanning himself and saying, “Younger Martial Uncle Xie became famous at a young age and enjoyed boundless glory. One day, while exorcising a demon, he cut down a group of mountains with one sword. His style was so grand that the other immortal sects could only pick up the scraps behind him.”

“The elder of the Wushuang Temple’s face turned black on the spot. After he came back, he would say to everyone he met, ‘This child is too arrogant and doesn’t know etiquette. If he is not disciplined, he will become a great disaster for the immortal sects in the future.'”

“And then?” The young people were listening with great interest, their faces full of surprise. “He just admitted it?”

“Listen again. That’s not his style.”

“Of course not.”

Hu Guangsan was very composed. He shook his finger gently and said with a chuckle, “He said—he said—”

“He said—” A silver-white stream of light flashed by. In the gaps between the leaves, a lazy boy’s voice fell. “He said, ‘If you can do it, you do it.'”

Xie Yibai’s ponytail swayed lightly as he jumped to the ground. He was holding several kinds of candies that were abundant in Yunzhou and was looking down.

He counted for a long time, picked a corn-flavored one from a pile of fruit and vegetable candies, half-knelt, peeled it, and stuffed it into Yu Lin’s mouth.

The tree shadows were mottled. He reached out and blocked all the sunlight.

With a smile on his face, he lowered his eyebrows and kept coaxing, “Little young lady, little young lady? I said the wrong thing yesterday. Have a candy. Don’t be angry, okay?”

His eyes were sharp, and the corners of his eyes were long and narrow, as sharp as a drawn sword. But his submissive look did not seem cowardly.

On the contrary, he had an indescribable youthful spirit, sharp and flamboyant.

Yu Lin held the corn candy in his mouth, and was a little dazzled by the mottled light of the tree shadows. He leaned against the tree, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly held out his palm to him.

Xie Yibai seemed not to need to ask him what he was doing. He naturally reached over, held his hand, and rubbed his palm, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Yu Lin shook his head, looked at him for a moment, and his amber pupils were bright in the sunlight. He said softly, “I’m not angry.”

And I won’t be angry.

“Hey… okay, okay.” Xie Yibai looked at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled, as if he were relieved. He then reached out again, not at ease, and flicked his forehead. “You’re so easy to coax?”

“…” Yu Lin looked up at him, a little puzzled.

Xie Yibai coughed lightly and quickly waved his hand. “I didn’t say anything, I didn’t say anything.”

***

With Xie Yibai’s addition, the dense forests of Mount Feicui were clean. Not to mention poisonous insects, rats, ants, and fierce beasts, not even a moth could get in.

The sun was high in the sky, and the forests were lush and green.

Perhaps because they had never seen such a simple sect trial, a group of young people were eating the lunch brought by Xie Yibai and were no longer reserved.

They directly asked him, “Younger Martial Uncle Xie, what are you doing here?”

“Me?” Xie Yibai turned his head, and Ding Canghai in his arms also turned.

He lowered his gaze to the side and said with his chin supported, “There’s a demon in Shannan City of Yunzhou. They invited me to deal with it. By the way, how many days are left in your trial?”

As he spoke, he casually wiped the corner of Yu Lin’s lips where he had eaten a pastry. His knuckles were long and slender, with thin calluses.

Yu Lin’s cheeks were slightly red, and his raised hand paused slightly. A moment later, it slowly fell.

He thought for a moment. “Three days, I think.”

Seeing this, the other disciples all turned their heads, as if nothing had happened, as if they hadn’t seen anything.

Xie Yibai: “…Oh.”

He was thoughtful. “It seems I’ll have to run back and forth for the next few days.”

“…”

Yunzhou was not close, but it was not far either. The snowfields inside were vast, and strange beasts were everywhere. It was actually a good place for a trial, but it was too dangerous.

Hearing that he was still going to follow, the group of young people who had just been worried about their results, their eyes immediately lit up, and they looked at Yu Lin with eager eyes.

Younger Martial Uncle, please, take us.

Yu Lin hesitated for a moment and received the signal. “Actually, it doesn’t have to be so troublesome…”

Before Xie Yibai was slightly stunned and let out a disappointed “ah…”

He asked again, “Can we go?”

He turned his head. “The Soul-devouring Beast is gone, but we didn’t kill it… our results, I don’t know if they’re still there.”

“Hmm?” Xie Yibai lowered his eyes to look at him, and after reacting, he had a smile on his face. “Want to go to Yunzhou to play?”

Yu Lin thought for a moment and nodded lightly. “En.”

Xie Yibai was overjoyed. “Of course.”

***

The sect’s trial originally did not allow for the intervention of elders, but firstly, Xie Yibai was not strictly an elder, and secondly… who didn’t want to go out and play.

Yunzhou was a land of demons, and ordinary immortal sect disciples did not dare to set foot in it easily. Now that he was leading the team, any trial was just a small matter.

Fortunately, Xie Yibai was not a person who followed the rules, and he agreed very readily.

The young people were very excited. After all, the strange beasts were dangerous. Originally, with their group, it would have been good for a dozen or so people to share one or two.

But if Xie Yibai was there to hold the fort, after they arrived in Yunzhou, they would even dare to surround and chop a demon with two or three people.

So before they even reached their destination, they were already chattering and discussing on the flying boat.

Xie Yibai had a smile on his face and did not participate. He led Yu Lin to sit at the edge of the flying boat. He rested his head on his arm, lay on the flying boat, and looked up at the clouds.

Yu Lin sat by his side, in a green robe, with tinkling jade pendants, his hair slightly messy from the wind.

Seeing that they were about to reach the territory of Yunzhou, Xie Yibai glanced at the vast snowfield under the flying boat, and then at the obediently sitting, silent young man by his side.

His gaze swept over the person’s thin collar, and then he touched his cold fingers.

Xie Yibai sighed, stood up, and interrupted the conversation on the flying boat.

Seeing the others look over, he held Ding Canghai and waved his hand casually. “You guys talk. I have something to do. I’ll be back in a bit.”

The others didn’t react and nodded blankly. “Okay…”

But before they could finish nodding, he was back. This “in a bit” was a bit too short.

But in an instant, the silver sword hilt that had flown away in the sky flew back again, scooped up the young lady sitting on the flying boat, and turned into a stream of light in the sky and disappeared.

The others: “…”

Yunzhou had many mountains, and it snowed all day long. It was a vast expanse of white. Even the clothing shops were mostly on the mountain roads.

The owner, Hua Ruxu, was holding a shovel and cleaning the snow in front of her shop with a clatter.

This year, strange beasts and demons were rampant, and the immortal sect disciples were running around, unable to catch them all. Ordinary people did not dare to come to Yunzhou, and business was not as good as in previous years.

Suddenly, with a “bang,” a stream of light fell from the sky and landed on the ice by her well.

The snowflakes fell one after another. Hua Ruxu turned her head in surprise and saw two extremely good-looking young boys and girls fall into her home.

The young man’s ears were red, and he was in a tight-fitting suit. He was in a fluster, and one hand was hastily behind his back, not at all like the graceful ease he had when he had scooped up the person in the air.

The young lady turned to look at him, her eyelashes lifted slightly, her features were puzzled, and her expression was dazed, as if she were a little confused.

Hua Ruxu looked at them, and then at their hands, which were held together and couldn’t be separated. She couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

She walked over with her shovel, pushed the door open to let them in, waved away the snowflakes on her face, and asked, “You two little immortals, you’ve come from afar. Is there anything you need?”

In the vast snowfield, only her doorway still had a sign, as if she were doing business.

Xie Yibai coughed lightly and, through the vast wind and snow, asked, “Madam, do you have… any thicker clothes here?”

As he spoke, he took a step forward and led Yu Lin over, but he didn’t let go of the fingers he was holding.

On Mount Feicui, he had already gotten a good measure of his unwed wife’s cultivation. At this moment, he didn’t dare to leave her for a moment, afraid that he would freeze her if he let go.

The madam had also never seen such a cold-fearing immortal sect disciple before. She was stunned for a moment, then stuttered, “I… I do… but…”

Xie Yibai raised his eyebrows. “But?”

The madam sighed. “But, I can’t get in.”

She knocked on the door with her shovel, her expression helpless. “Little immortal, you also know that this area of our Yunzhou is full of demons and strange beasts, especially a month ago… a demon came to Shannan City.”

She sighed. “That demon’s cultivation is too strong. It has surrounded Shannan City. Several batches of immortal sect disciples have gone in and can’t get out. We’re in a mess here, and demons are rampant, and the trade routes for individual merchants have also been cut off.”

“I have a lot of goods at home. Yesterday, my husband took a risk and wanted to go out and sell them…” she shook her head. “But halfway there, he was stopped by the Red-gold Eagle on the mountain. He came back with his life, but he broke another leg. It’s a pity about that batch of goods…”

The Red-gold Eagle had huge wings and strong attack power, but its personality was gentle and lazy.

This thing was usually raised by the major immortal sects as a communication tool. To be able to attack and injure people here, it showed what a mess Yunzhou had become.

Xie Yibai entered the door against the vast wind and snow, led Yu Lin into the room, and placed him by the brazier. After a moment of thought, he turned his head. “Point me in a direction?”

Hua Ruxu: “Huh?”

She looked at the vast wind and snow, hesitated for a moment, and pointed in a direction.

She only saw a stream of light in the sky.

After a cup of tea, Xie Yibai came back with large and small bags, a pile of goods in his hands, and a golden little bird that dared to be angry but not to speak, kicked by his feet.

He walked in, and his gaze suddenly fell on the quiet-featured young lady by the crackling fire.

He kicked the golden little bird by his feet. “Go.”

The little golden bird flapped its wings angrily, bared its teeth at him, met his gaze, and then landed reluctantly, and ran to Yu Lin’s leg and lay down.

It was as if a little flame had landed by his feet.

Yu Lin sensed something, looked up, and only saw Xie Yibai standing in the vast snow, his eyebrows slightly raised, a smile on his face, his youthful spirit piercing through the daylight.