We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? Chapter 641: Does the Sect Master Still Approve?

After her "heart-to-heart talk" with Xiao Mo, Yu Yunwei returned once more to Hongxiu Palace.

Lying in bed, Yu Yunwei recalled everything she had said to senior brother that day.

The more she thought about it, the more Yu Yunwei felt her performance had been flawless.

At the very least, she sensed senior brother had wavered somewhat.

"It might not be such a bad thing if senior brother's memories take a while longer to return."

Lying on her bed, Yu Yunwei thought to herself, hugging her pillow.

This way, senior brother might well be fooled by her, genuinely believing she was his betrothed.

Being senior brother's betrothed was, after all, far better than being merely his junior fellow disciple.

She had no wish to remain merely his junior disciple for her entire life and that night, Yu Yunwei had another dream.

Yu Yunwei dreamed that senior brother had come running to Hongxiu Palace, finding her, and spoke to her with deep, tender feeling, “Yunwei, I will never leave you behind again. Let's complete the marriage we never finished in our past life. Let's stay together, forever and always!"

Then senior brother slowly leaned down, kissing her.

Afterward, within the dream, Yu Yunwei and senior brother spent night after night together, seven days without once leaving the bed, their entire room filled with traces of the two of them.

At last, after several years, she even bore senior brother two plump, healthy sons.

"Senior brother... I can't take it anymore, senior brother, you're being too eager..."

"Senior brother, we're outdoors right now. What if someone comes by..."

"Honestly, there's just no reasoning with senior brother. Fine then... one more time..."

The next morning, Yu Yunwei hugged her pillow, writhing ceaselessly, her cheeks rubbing against it repeatedly, glistening drool trickling from the corner of her mouth, soaking into the pillow.

"Sister Yu, stop sleeping. Someone's here looking for Sister Sili and you, Sister Yu... Sister Yu..."

While Yu Yunwei dreamed her sweet dream, on the other side of the bed, Xue Kui had already woken up, shaking Yu Yunwei's shoulder ceaselessly.

At last, seeing that her Sister Yu still hadn't woken, Xue Kui, with no other choice, spread her small, fair palm and gave Yu Yunwei's rear a firm smack!

"Mmph..." Yu Yunwei let out a soft moan, slowly opening her eyes, saying groggily, "Senior brother, gentler..."

But once Yu Yunwei came fully to her senses, seeing Xue Kui sitting on top of her instead, her expression froze, “Xue Kui, why is it you? Where's senior brother?"

"What senior brother? How could Brother Xiao Mo possibly be here? And besides, wasn't I the one sleeping beside you, Sister Yu?" Xue Kui said helplessly. "And what were you dreaming about, Sister Yu, writhing around like that? Your pillow's all wet. Did you dream about something delicious to eat?"

"Ahem, ahem..." Yu Yunwei, now fully awake, coughed a few times, sitting up, regaining her usual composure. "Little children shouldn't ask so many questions."

"Speaking of which, Xue Kui, did you wake me for something?" Yu Yunwei tucked back a damp strand of hair, changing the subject.

"Of course I did." Xue Kui, remembering her actual purpose, hurried to say. "Sister Sili and Sister Ning Wei have come to see Sister Wangxin. Sister Yu, get up quickly."

"Hmph! So these two remember to come find me, do they! I thought they'd died somewhere!"

Yu Yunwei gave a cold snort, changing into her robes, walking out of the room.

Sure enough, in the front courtyard of Hongxiu Palace, Sili and Ning Wei were sharing tea with Wangxin.

"Greetings, Sect Master..."

Seeing Yu Yunwei emerge, Sili and Ning Wei hurried to rise, bowing.

"So you two do remember I'm your sect master." Yu Yunwei walked forward, seating herself with visible irritation. "Never mind Ning Wei, her cultivation level is naturally low, and she's simple and innocent, understanding nothing. But Sister Sili, what's your excuse? Three Ascension realm cultivators in the palace, and you had no idea?"

"Oh dear... Sect Master, please calm down... this truly was my own fault."

Sili circled around behind Yu Yunwei, her full chest pressing against the back of Yu Yunwei's head, her small hands gently massaging her shoulders.

"I genuinely had no idea there were three Ascension realm cultivators in the Zhou Kingdom's palace. When I first entered, I only sensed that one consort, Consort Mu, had an unusual cultivation level, and felt I couldn't defeat her alone, which is precisely why I asked the sect master to come here."

"Who could have known that this Qin Siyao's cultivation level was so extraordinarily high that even you, Sect Master, couldn't handle her."

"..."

"..."

Wangxin, listening to Sister Sili's words nearby, could not help but lower her head.

What Sister Sili was truly thinking, in her heart, was—

"I had no way to take young master away, and asked you to come, Yunwei. Shouldn't that alone have told you something was wrong? How could I have known you, silly girl, would lose all reason the moment young master was involved, and just charge in yourself? Whose fault is that, exactly?"

Of course, Wangxin would never voice Sili's inner thoughts aloud.

"Never mind, never mind." Yu Yunwei waved a hand. "Blaming you now serves no purpose. Better to think of a solution instead. Tell me, what ideas do you all have, given the current situation?"

"There is, in fact, one."

Sili seated herself before Yu Yunwei, drawing out a jade pendant.

"This jade pendant, I obtained from an ancient ruin. It can open a rift through the void, allowing us to slip away undetected! Even an Ascension realm cultivator would struggle to catch up to us."

"And once we bring young master to the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, what could even an Ascension realm cultivator do then? Our own Ten Thousand Dao Sect's protective array is no pushover, not to mention the many Upper Three Realms elders within the sect!"

"By then, we could all spend our nights with young master..."

"Hm?" Yu Yunwei glared at Sili.

"My mistake, my mistake." Sili patted her own lips, quickly correcting herself. "I meant the sect master could enjoy perfect harmony with young master, staying together forever."

"Hmph." Yu Yunwei picked up the jade pendant, turning it over in her hands, finding that it indeed still carried a trace of ancient, primordial aura within it. "How would this pendant be activated?"

"We'd need to wait for a night of the full moon, and three Immortal realm cultivators would need to activate it together." The corners of Sili's mouth curved upward slightly. "And with me, Wangxin, and the sect master, that's exactly three."

"Then here's the problem: on the night of the full moon, how would the three of us get close to senior brother?" Yu Yunwei asked.

"That's not too difficult." Sili said with confidence. "I am currently young master's personal attendant. When the time comes, I'll surely find a way."

"Oh? So Sister Sili has already become senior brother's personal attendant, has she?"

Yu Yunwei's eyes narrowed, gazing coldly at Sili.

"Then, all these days, has Sister Sili been helping senior brother dress and bathe every day, warming his bed for him as well? After all, with a figure as shameless as Sister Sili's, if I were senior brother, I'm sure I couldn't have resisted."

"Sect Master truly misunderstands me. Even if I wanted to feed myself right into young master's mouth, young master wouldn't take the bait anyway."

Sili let out a sigh.

"Young master is currently devoted to his cultivation, preserving his primordial yang. I suspect he won't indulge until he reaches the Golden Core realm, or perhaps the Nascent Soul realm. His Dao-heart is remarkably steady right now."

"Hmph, with that Consort Mu around, you couldn't get a taste even if you wanted to, or you'd already be dead." Yu Yunwei set down the pendant. "We'll go with your plan. If it doesn't work, I have one last method."

"Then it's settled." Sili nodded. "I'll notify the sect master when the time comes. For now, Ning Wei and I won't come around too often, to avoid suspicion."

In truth, on the seventh day after Yu Yunwei entered the palace, Sili had already learned she'd been confined to Hongxiu Palace.

Only, she had worried that His Majesty might have people watching Hongxiu Palace continuously, fearing exposure, and so had not come until now.

"As it should be." Yu Yunwei nodded.

In Yu Yunwei's heart, though this shameless Sili often schemed to steal a taste of her own senior brother.

At critical moments, she remained fairly reliable, understanding what truly mattered.

"Then, Sect Master, Wangxin, Ning Wei and I shall take our leave now."

Sili rose, bowing, about to depart but just at that moment, a gust of clear wind swept in from beyond the courtyard.

Both Yu Yunwei and Sili could not help but furrow their brows.

They both sensed, simultaneously, a familiar yet terrifying spiritual pressure.

"Leaving already? That's not very polite. I've only just arrived."

That soft, delicate voice, carrying a note of amusement, drifted into Hongxiu Palace.

The palace gate opened, and Qin Siyao, hands folded before her, walked slowly inside.

Seeing Qin Siyao, Yu Yunwei and Sili braced themselves as though facing a formidable enemy, both of them quietly gripping their own life-bound magical artifacts.

"What's there to be so tense about?" Qin Siyao smiled at the group. "This concubine won't eat any of you."

"Though, I must say, I truly can't fathom how a Buddhist master and a demonic sect master became such good friends."

Qin Siyao smiled, looking at everyone present.

"And I never expected Miss Sili to have hidden herself so deeply, right at His Majesty's side this whole time. This concubine hadn't even noticed."

"You wretched woman! What exactly are you after, approaching my senior brother..." Yu Yunwei glared coldly at Qin Siyao, showing not the slightest fear in her heart.

Only, she sensed that their plan might well prove considerably more difficult now.

It seemed highly likely that everything they had just discussed had already been overheard by the other party.

"What could a humble woman like myself possibly be after?" Qin Siyao said coquettishly. "But regardless, that plan the four of you just discussed, in this concubine's view, simply won't work."

Qin Siyao shook her head, as though kindly explaining it to them, “If this concubine alone stood in the palace, perhaps your plan might succeed. But you cannot get around that woman named Yan Ruxue. She's far more formidable to deal with than this concubine."

"However..."

Qin Siyao stepped forward slowly, smoothing the skirt of her robe.

Her robe clung to her rounded hips, tracing out a graceful curve, and she seated herself gracefully upon the stone bench.

"With this concubine's assistance, your plan might well succeed after all."

"What exactly do you mean by that?" Yu Yunwei's eyes narrowed.

"Exactly what it sounds like." Qin Siyao rolled up her sleeve, picking up the teapot, pouring herself a cup, taking a calm sip. "I wonder if all of you would be willing to collaborate with this concubine? This concubine could help you take Imperial Brother out of the palace."

"..."

"..."

Qin Siyao's words left everyone momentarily speechless.

Neither Yu Yunwei nor anyone else present could see through what this Ascension realm woman was truly thinking.

"Wangxin..."

Yu Yunwei glanced at Wangxin, hoping she might use her Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart to see through the other party's intentions.

"I can't see what this sister is thinking." Wangxin shook her head. "But I can sense that this sister's words are genuine. She truly does want to help us get Xiao Mo out of the palace."

"I wonder what Consort Mu's conditions might be?" Yu Yunwei asked.

"What I want, you needn't know. When the time comes, I'll simply take it for myself."

Qin Siyao smiled faintly.

"And if you all wish to take Imperial Brother away, collaborating with me is currently your only option, isn't it?"

…

The National Preceptor's residence, within the palace.

Jiang Qingyi, having reclaimed her position as National Preceptor once more, spent most of her time cultivating within the residence, as she always had but whenever Xiao Mo went to the Dao Inquiry Platform to practice sword, Jiang Qingyi would go to instruct him as well.

If one asked how his current life differed from before.

It would be that Xiao Mo now visited the National Preceptor's residence to find Jiang Qingyi far more often than before.

Had it been because he now knew she was the Ten Thousand Swords Sect master, and wished to curry favor with her, that would make sense but Jiang Qingyi sensed not the slightest trace of favor-currying in his manner.

Quite the opposite.

Jiang Qingyi felt that Xiao Mo's visits were, for the most part, simply for casual conversation and companionship and Jiang Qingyi noticed that Xiao Mo showed her ever more concern.

He inquired after her well-being constantly, worried that she might feel bored or lonely.

It felt rather like a busy elder brother worrying that his younger sister might feel neglected.

Jiang Qingyi both liked this feeling, and resented it.

Without quite meaning to, Jiang Qingyi drew a small box from within her robe.

Opening the box, a faint medicinal fragrance drifted through the courtyard.

This was the Three Lives Three Worlds Pill.

The ruler of the Nine-Tailed Kingdom had, once it was refined, long ago sent it into Jiang Qingyi's own hands.

Only, even now, Jiang Qingyi had never fed it to Xiao Mo.

Perhaps, in Jiang Qingyi's own heart, she, too, wavered with uncertainty.

She wanted Xiao Mo to remember her and yet she feared it as well.

Feared what Xiao Mo might think of her, should he remember.

Jiang Qingyi did not even know how she would face him, should his memories return.

"Who's there! Come out!"

Just as Jiang Qingyi stared blankly at the Three Lives Three Worlds Pill, her eyes suddenly filled with killing intent.

The next instant, a beam of sword-light struck toward a corner of the courtyard.

"Sect Master Jiang's temper truly is fiery."

A woman dodged Jiang Qingyi's sword-qi, swaying her graceful waist, walking up before Jiang Qingyi, bowing respectfully, “Tushan Kankan, Chief of the Nine-Tailed Kingdom, pays respects to the Sect Master."

"The Nine-Tailed Kingdom? Speak. What business brings you here?" Jiang Qingyi said coldly.

"Our own emperor has sent me to deliver a gift to the Sect Master."

Tushan Kankan smiled faintly, drawing a box from her sleeve.

Jiang Qingyi reached out a hand, and the box flew through the air into her grasp.

Opening the box, within lay a butterfly-shaped gu insect.

"This gu insect is called the Heart-Devouring Gu."

Tushan Kankan explained.

"Should the Sect Master feed it a single drop of her own essence blood, then plant this gu insect within her beloved's body, so long as he is not an Upper Three Realms cultivator, he will remain utterly devoted to the Sect Master, faithful unto death. Should he ever show the slightest change of heart, he would suffer the agony of his heart being devoured."

"I wonder if the Sect Master still approves of this gift from our emperor?"