Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 3 Fairy in the Clouds
Yang Qisheng was born into a martial arts family and had been accustomed to the prosperity of the world since childhood.

There are four major villas in the martial arts world. Each villa owner has a daughter who is both skilled in martial arts and beautiful. They are known as the "Four Pearls of Jianghu".

These women had discussed marriage with Yang Qisheng, and he had met each of them. He had drank tea with them, discussed swordplay with them, and chatted with them while appreciating the moon.

But at this moment——

Even if those four beauties were put together, and the exquisite personal maids around them were counted, they could not compare to a strand of black hair of the fairy in the clouds in front of him!
The fairy looked to be no more than twenty years old, with skin as white as frozen jade and eyes as bright as gems. There was no part of her body that was not perfect, without a single flaw to be seen!

She wore her hair in a flying bun and her jade hairpin was inserted diagonally. Her every frown and smile could directly attract people's hearts and souls, making them sway along with her.

The fairy's eyes moved, and she looked at Yang Qisheng with a hint of smile and nodded slightly.

Yang Qisheng only felt a faint and elegant fragrance coming towards him. As soon as it entered his heart and lungs, his blood and energy surged and his whole body became hot.

He was surprised by his inexplicable reaction and hurriedly said to himself, "This fairy is not only my savior, who helped me kill my mortal enemy, the evildoer, but she is also a top-notch sword immortal. I must not have the slightest blasphemous intention to do so, or I would be worse than an animal!"

After calming himself, Yang Qisheng quickly stepped forward, knelt down and bowed, his tone respectful and sincere: "I am Yang Qisheng, and I kowtow to thank you for saving my life! If you need me to do anything in the future, I will go through fire and water and will not refuse. May I ask what your name is? I will remember this in my heart forever."

Kuiwu also wiped the blood off his face, ran over quickly, and knelt behind his young master.

The fairy was very happy to see Yang Qisheng being so polite and grateful.

She looked down at the sharp-edged, sincere young man in front of her. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him. She said softly, "I am Wen Jingluan, the sword immortal of the Puyang School. I have been cultivating in the Lotus Cave on Tianchi Peak of Xuanpin Mountain for many years. My name is Wen Jingluan, and I am known as the Fairy Bailuan."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qisheng hurriedly thanked her again: "Thank you, Fairy Wen, for saving my life..."

Wen Jingluan looked at him contentedly, then glanced at Kuiwu behind him, and said happily: "You are a very good child, and that child is also very good. I want to take you as my disciples and take you back to Tianchi Peak to practice Taoism. Are you willing?"

Yang Qisheng was stunned for a moment, feeling mixed emotions, some surprise, but also very sad.

Over the years, whenever he heard rumors about the Sword Immortal, he would do his best to verify them, even if they were thousands of miles away.

He wants to find out whether there is anything higher than martial arts in this world.

Last year, three hundred miles away, someone spotted a streak of light streaking across the night sky at Xia Ku Mountain. He personally led the Iron Guards there, and after tossing around in the mountains for over a month, they ultimately returned empty-handed.

Now, just when he was almost convinced that the legend of the Sword Immortal was pure nonsense—

First, the Golden Light Cauldron descended from the sky, slaughtering the Yang family without distinction;
Then the fairy from the clouds came and killed Jin Guangding with one move, and then took the initiative to accept him as her disciple.

Everything seems like a dream.

It would be great if this fairy in the clouds could appear earlier.

Yang Qisheng's throat tightened, his mouth dry. If he had become a disciple sooner, he would have become a Sword Immortal by now. If the Golden Light Cauldron arrived, he could have killed him with his own hands!
My brothers will not die tragically, and I don’t know what’s happening to my parents now…

Wen Jingluan saw him stunned, and the smile on her face gradually faded: "What? Are you so happy that you've gone crazy? Or are you unwilling?"

Yang Qisheng came back to his senses and said hurriedly, "Fairy, you have slain the evildoers and avenged my blood feud. You have been so kind to me that you have given me a new life. You are also extremely powerful and have boundless magical powers. It is truly a great honor for me to be your disciple. However, my family has been through a sudden tragedy, and I am unsure whether my parents are alive or dead. I am therefore confused and beg for forgiveness..."

Wen Jingluan was displeased when she heard him say this: "Mortal ties are all shackles, and the ties to your mortal father and mother are the first obstacle on your path to cultivation! All ties in the mortal world must be severed, leaving you naked and pure. Only by delving deeply into the ancient caves and green mountains can you achieve immortality and live a carefree and free life."

Yang Qisheng felt disgusted after hearing this. Although he was reincarnated with the memories of his previous life, his parents in this life treated him like a treasure and almost spoiled him. Just now, when his father was in danger, he still wanted Kuiwu to send him out. The grace of giving birth to him and raising him was as heavy as a mountain.

He couldn't understand how his biological parents could become obstacles on his path to spiritual practice?

Seeing that he didn't seem to agree with her words, Wen Jingluan became even more displeased: "I have been practicing Taoism for over three hundred years, and even many of my peers, the Sword Immortals, I rarely take seriously. Now that I have taken the initiative to accept you as my disciple, you are still so hesitant and reluctant?"

"Fairy, please forgive me!" Yang Qisheng apologized quickly.

After all, the one in front of him is a genuine sword immortal, the second sword immortal he has met in the past fifteen years. The other one is Jin Guang Ding who is already lying dead on the spot. If he misses this time, it may take a long time before he meets another one.

She is my savior, so no matter what, this is a rare opportunity. I should first establish the relationship between master and disciple, then make a promise to her and beg her, go home to say goodbye to my parents, and go up the mountain to practice.

Just as he was about to kowtow and become a disciple, a majestic voice suddenly came from behind him: "Wait a minute!"

At some point, a person suddenly appeared behind Yang Qisheng.

He was a middle-aged Taoist priest about forty years old. He wore a three-mountain white jade crown, a red Taoist robe, a Tai Chi crane cloak, and held a whisk in his hand. His aura was as steady as a mountain, and it made people's breath stop when they saw him.

Seeing this Taoist priest, Wen Jingluan's face showed a trace of panic. She forced a smile and said, "Isn't this Taoist Mingyi? It has been many years since we parted at Tianti Mountain. Now it seems that Taoist Mingyi is still as elegant as ever, and his Taoist power is even greater than before."

Mingyi Zhenren ignored her and looked at Yang Qisheng who was kneeling on the ground. His tone was calm but with a bit of majesty: "Do you know that this Fairy Wen is a famous figure in the Three Peaks Evil Sect. She specializes in mud and water alchemy and is proficient in the art of sex. She is nicknamed 'Madam White Bone'. She likes people like you who have good roots and understanding the most.
"You're just 28, a young man, your body just beginning to form. After taking you in as a disciple, I'll bring you back to the mountains and teach you the dual cultivation of yin and yang. But in reality, I'll treat you like a furnace of mud and water, constantly extracting your energy. Within three years, your vital energy will be exhausted, and you'll die in a pile of bones. It's for this reason that she earned the infamous nickname 'Madam White Bones.' Do you still dare to accept her as your disciple?"

After hearing this, Yang Qisheng was shocked and turned to look at Wen Jingluan in disbelief.

Could this pure and noble fairy who saved him from danger be such a despicable person?

Anger surfaced on Wen Jingluan's face. "Fellow Daoist Mingyi, I have no grudges against you in the past, nor any enmity with you in the present. Why are you slandering me like this?"

Mingyi Zhenren still didn't look at her and continued to say to Yang Qisheng, "The Golden Light Cauldron was entrusted by her to first destroy your entire Yang family, and then she came forward to rescue you, in order to deceive you into gratitude. Then she took you in as a disciple and brought you back to the mountain to serve as a cauldron..."

"You are looking for death!" Wen Jingluan shouted angrily, raised his hand and released seven white lines, which shot towards Zhenren Mingyi like lightning.

Mingyi Zhenren waved his whisk, and five fist-sized fireballs suddenly appeared, flying up and down, blocking all the white lines. The two collided with a crackling sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

(End of this chapter)