Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1707 - 766: A New Path (Part 2)

He once had Chen Yunyun, in a dream.

That dream was so real, as if everything truly happened.

But at the end of the dream, he killed Chen Yunyun for profit, thereby obtaining what he desired.

Unfortunately, it was just a dream.

What he pursued ultimately remained out of reach.

And Chen Yunyun, used as a stepping stone, did not successfully marry.

Everything was so unlike the dream, so difficult!

But even so, with the reward of resources obtained from Sui Chong Pass, upon returning to the Taixu Xiaoya Sect, he could rapidly advance!

He wanted to climb step by step in the Taixu Xiaoya Sect! Once he achieved fame and success, he would return to Sui Chong Pass; he wanted those two women to kneel before him, regretting their refusal to marry today!

Dongfang Aotian left, filled with resentment and hatred.

He also took a Black-footed Horse, driving the carriage away.

"I didn’t expect that this person is from the Taixu Xiaoya Sect; no wonder he was invited by Zhou Qingyan for help."

Yan Wenxi murmured thoughtfully.

"Taixu Xiaoya Sect... is it that powerful?" Fang Yu asked curiously.

Yan Wenxi and Chen Yunyun looked at him in surprise.

From their perspective, with Fang Yu’s strength, he shouldn’t be so uninformed, yet Fang Yu’s demeanor indeed seemed completely unaware.

Finally, Chen Yunyun softly explained.

"The Taixu Xiaoya Sect is one of the Five Great Holy Sects, a legendary hidden Grand Sect. Although not everyone in the Five Great Holy Sects are top experts or possess extraordinary talents, merely having such a title is enough to deter scoundrels, an existence far beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Five Great Holy Sects?!

The same as the Black Withered Saint Sect...

Fang Yu realized and quickly looked over the wall.

Dongfang Aotian had long disappeared without a trace.

The speed of the Black-footed Horse was always so fast.

And as the cold wind blew, Fang Yu calmed down.

Being one of the Five Great Holy Sects, maybe someone in the Taixu Xiaoya Sect knew where the Black Withered Saint Sect was, but Dongfang Aotian—at his level—might not necessarily know such things.

Returning once more to the small courtyard with Yan Wenxi and the others, Fang Yu found a person wearing a conical hat, saying goodbye to the two women.

"Guan Anxuan?"

Fang Yu was taken aback.

The white veil draping down from the large conical hat perfectly concealed Guan Anxuan’s now overly demonized and somewhat deformed head.

Upon hearing Fang Yu’s voice, Guan Anxuan’s body trembled.

Seeing the other two left successively by carriage, she too thought about leaving overnight.

She came quietly, hoping to avoid meeting Fang Yu.

But unexpectedly, she ran into him here.

"Young Master Diao..."

Guan Anxuan lifted part of the veil, looking at Fang Yu.

Unlike others’ subtle expressions upon seeing her current appearance, Fang Yu’s gaze was clear and pure.

But this purity made her feel sad.

This indicated that Fang Yu truly had no interest in her, with no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

Though he wouldn’t change his attitude because of her appearance, he also wouldn’t have any emotional ups and downs because of her.

With a deep sigh in her heart, Guan Anxuan said hoarsely.

"Young Master Diao, I’m preparing to leave. I have something I must do, if I accomplish it and remain alive... I will come to find you, no! I wish to come find you, by then, I think I’ll have the courage to make some decisions."

Fang Yu didn’t understand what Guan Anxuan was saying, but he heard her intention to leave, and smiled, saying.

"It seems we’re parting ways here, the world is vast, we’ll meet again if fate allows, take care!"

For Fang Yu’s cluelessness, Guan Anxuan said no more.

She could feel a gaze observing from afar.

Is there really so much worry?

Young Master Diao could be to you...

Guan Anxuan slightly shook her head, smiling, she clasped her fists to Fang Yu and walked away.

She had already bid farewell to the two women, and at this moment, descending to take the carriage, she soon departed.

Until Guan Anxuan’s carriage left well beyond Sui Chong Pass, the gaze observing her movements was withdrawn.

"How is it? She’s gone, right?"

Ding Hui, eating grapes, lying on the wall chair, asked.

"..."

A large eye forcibly attached to a fleshy growth crawled back from the edge of the wall, creeping towards Ding Hui and nodding vigorously.

The appearance was somewhat amusing, yet a bit eerie.

Ding Hui stood up laughing, holding it up like a toy.

"Don’t worry, my dear has returned, the resources of Sui Chong Pass are ours. Your body will soon regenerate, so be good~"

With Ding Hui’s cold little hand gently stroking, the fleshy growth curled up in her palm, trembling.

Ten days later.

A carriage drawn by two Black-footed Horses left Sui Chong Pass.

Fang Yu drove the carriage, looking back.

Ten days ago, the rundown Sui Chong Pass had now been repaired to an initial shape.

The breaks in between were filled with wooden bridges, with a large number of craftsmen busy repairing them endlessly.

And Chen Yunyun, whose constitution had been suppressed and improved, no longer needed the array of Sui Chong Pass to bind her, and could suppress her inner condition.

This meant that Chen Yunyun had gained the freedom to choose.

Yet she chose to voluntarily stay at Sui Chong Pass.

"Aren’t you really going to join them for an adventure in the Capital?"

Yan Wenxi gently stroked Chen Yunyun’s head and said warmly.

"Wherever Master is, that’s where I’ll be. I never want to be separated from Master again."

Chen Yunyun’s response made Yan Wenxi happy yet heartbroken.

She had been through too much and seen too much, and finally chose to stay here.

But Chen Yunyun’s life was just beginning, filled with infinite possibilities.

In the past, out of necessity, not keeping Chen Yunyun at Sui Chong Pass would have caused her life to be consumed by her special constitution.

But now, circumstances were different, so Yan Wenxi hoped Chen Yunyun could have a future of her own, instead of being dragged down by such an old entity.

Not to mention...

These past two days, she began gradually forgetting some things.

Though they were trivial, insignificant memories.

But nonetheless, it indicated one thing.

Her memories were slowly fading away...

"Melted Heart Cave..."

"Heart of Earth Melt..."

"Indeed, nothing in this world is perfect..."

Yan Wenxi cherished every moment spent with Chen Yunyun even more, yet she also had to consider how to arrange her disciple’s future if things took a worst-case turn.

She didn’t want her disciple to be forever stuck in such a small place; Yunyun had a broader world to explore.

"Yunyun, of those people, whom do you trust the most?"

Yan Wenxi suddenly asked.

"Those people?"

Chen Yunyun pondered for a moment before understanding, but her choice was not Luo Jianqing, it was...

"It should be Young Master Diao. Although we haven’t known each other for long, and the contact time wasn’t extensive, I can feel Young Master Diao’s kindness and principles."

The first choice would certainly have been Daoist Qing Yan, but since Daoist Qing Yan is already...

"Diao Deyi, is it..."

Yan Wenxi mused thoughtfully.

She had quite a few old friends in the Capital; with Diao Deyi’s departure, he also took some of her letters and used her connections.

If that’s the case...

Perhaps letting Yunyun visit the Capital might indeed be a good choice, but not now. For now, she still could hold on and wanted more time to spend with her disciple.

Under the gaze of the two, Fang Yu waved goodbye to them.

And sitting with Fang Yu at the front of the carriage, at the coachman’s position, controlling the other Black-footed Horse, was a little girl about seven or eight years old.

The two sat side by side as coachmen, seemingly familiar and well-acquainted with each other, and at that moment, Ding Hui’s voice came from inside the carriage.

"My dear, do you think our daughter’s name Fang Hui sounds better, or Fang Aihui?"

"...Her name is Song Xi! She has a proper name! If you randomly name her, Song Zhenrong will misunderstand!"

Clap.

Inside the carriage, Ding Hui clapped her hands.

"It’s decided, let’s call her Fang Xiaohui! My dear, she is the crystallization of our love, you must take good care of her~"

"..."

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