Chapter 515: [ A short time of Peace ]

In one of the Mansion within the Passing Cloud Sect…

The lights in the mansion were out, but the lights in the cultivation chamber were brightly shining. The moon was icy and glittering for again the weather had turned cold. Murong Qian went to the room, knocked and entered.

He then found Murong Lingping, sprawled in a stone chair, more than slightly drunk, with several gourds on the ground. As usual, thought the Murong Qian helplessly, but made himself a smile with a glow of his pitch black eyes. “Surprised to see me?” he asked, and remarked to himself how insane that was…

Murong Lingpin chuckled as he saw Murong Qian coming and throws a gourd at the latter.

“He he, Nah… one should trust the devil to turn up when least expected,” Murong Lingpin muttered with a faint smile. “Have a drink, it’s a good brew,”

“I think I will,” Murong Qian sat down. he opened the gourd and drank it slowly.

“I want to talk to you,”

“At this hour of the night?” Murong Lingping turned his gaze through the window and responded.

“Where have you been? Busy?” Murong Lingping put down the gourd down.

“I came to consult…”

“Consult, what?” Murong Lingping turned at him.

“The young god… Ye Wushuang…”

“…??!” Murong Lingping’s pupils dilated.

“That man… what do you think about him?” Murong Qian asked with his stern face.

Murong Lingping laughed, “That’s a very interesting young man… though, I believe, a person we couldn’t provoke…” Murong Lingping stared at Murong Qian with a cold gaze.

“Why did you ask me this? Don’t tell me, you want to mess with him? Then, I apologize… no matter what happens, the Murong Clan will just write you off the records… If I’m not mistaken, he’s a Domain Setting Mid God from the God Continent! As for his background, I don’t dare peek…”

“… …” Murong Qian frowned. He also understands that but… if he can manage to gather him on their side, then, wouldn’t things be so easy…?

The youth named Ye Wushuang's ability was just too incredible that Murong Qian was certain he was even stronger than the Half Saint, Sect Master along with the entire Sect. Domain Setting Mid God, a God that had already transcended! Just how many people dreamed of transcending? However, too bad, transcending was as hard as climbing a mountain of blades!

“If, if we can gather him…”

“What are you trying to do?”

“But uncle, that youth’s appearance here shouldn’t be as simple as we think. He might even be planning something on the continent… if our goals coincide…”

“Speak less this time…” Murong Lingping. “No matter what kind of intentions he bears appearing in this Divine Martial Continent, we couldn’t afford to create any kind of scuffles. We can only move when ‘he’ moves…”

“… …”

“…then, we can only wait,”

“There’ no need waiting…” As Murong Qian sigh with a cold gaze, suddenly a voice rang out.

Both of the two men turned their heads in an instant to see the owner of the voice.

“This is truly rare. You would actually come searching for us by yourself.” Murong Lingping’s apathetic expression faded away slightly as he smiled.

Lan Ling ‘er glared at the two men in front of her.

“I came here, bearing an intention. No matter what happens, no matter what the Murong Family is planning, Ye Wushuang can’t be touched…”

Lan Ling ‘er raised her eyebrow as she muttered. The two men of the Murong Clan stared at Lan Ling ‘er with widened eyes.

“What are you say—”

“Our two families had a tacit agreement. However, I implore you, never to touch Ye Wushuang… or else I would be forced to go against you.”

“Are you threatening us?” Murong Qian frowned, his aura exploded. “Didn’t you forget, because of your request, we are now forced to lay low for now? The Sect Master and the other Elders should have suspected us by now…!”

Lan Ling ‘er’s beautiful pair of eyes rippled with guilt, but she bit her lips and bowed. “Two uncles Ling er was indeed rash at that time and implicated the two uncles with troubles… Ling ‘er was thankful and sorry at the same time, but, one more time… Ling ‘er hopes the two uncles to ignore young noble Ye to the conflict between the clans…”

“… …”

Murong Qian’s gaze wavered and even Murong Lingping couldn’t help but frown.

“Nephew Ling ‘er raise your head… however, can we know why you are doing this? If I’m not mistaken, Weiwei didn’t tell us anything about this… then this must be your decision…”

“That’s…” Lan Ling ‘er’s body quivered. What should I tell them? That I can’t go against him? That my life is in his hand…?

Lan Ling ‘er bit her lips, “That’s… that’s because, W, wushuang is my beloved…!”

Dang! The gourd on Murong Qian’s hand dropped on the ground while Murong Lingping’s smile stiffened. They are both staring at Lan Ling ‘er with shock and dumbfounded eyes.

“… What did you say…?”

At this moment, Lan Ling ‘er really wishes she can find a hole to jump into and then bury herself in shame…!

...But the next problem comes after--that is explaining things. However, that would be Lan Ling 'er's despair for another story.

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Laura was tasked to clean the entire castle—since Laura greatly understands Allen’s character extremely well, she didn’t ask for additional servants to maintain the castle this big. Although she has some difficulties but she would quietly endure it and work to her utmost best. Besides, she was extremely happy doing this, being of help to Allen was her greatest joy.

She would never relinquish the honor of serving Allen to anyone else…!

No matter how hard or difficult it was, or even if it was as big as three football field, she would clean it by herself without a problem…!

Fortunately enough, she was kinda insightful in terms of wanting to be proper, no, to be the best maid for Allen, thus, before she disembarks towards the Celestial Realm along with Allen, she had already packed up many kinds of cleaning materials such as Vacuum cleaner that was charged using a Solar panel. Thus, her work turned somewhat easier…

As for the other servants, Laura was disinclined to let them clean the castle—however, due to Allen’s orders, Laura has no choice but to yield and let the new servants clean the other rooms and courtyard before their cultivation practice. Even still, Laura forbids them to enter several rooms without permission—and that is, the Throne Hall, Allen’s personal room in the Castle and the Library/treasury!

Well, the entire second floor is off-limits to anyone though...

In these several rooms, was Laura’s domain that she would never give in to others!

She was the only one who has the right to enter and maintain this place freely!

Laura busies herself in the kitchen. Fluttering like a beautiful butterfly in a peach garden.

On the living room was Allen, sprawled on the ground. Around him were many books and scrolls, old and new, paper and animal skin.

He was sitting with one knee up and other leg lying down, while leaning on the armrest of the couch, looking seriously at the books on the ground, the sunshine shining on him through the gaping hole on the wall and open windows, the scene in the Throne Hall looked as if it was a still-life oil painting, it was beautiful, dazzling and charming.

Perhaps her gaze was too strong, Allen looked up, by chance meeting her sight.

Because she was looking at him openly, and her goal was certainly to look at him, thus she didn’t shy away or make artificial movements such as staggering from his looks. She fixed her gaze at him; "….Master?"

"Hm? What is it?" Allen who seemed to be so engrossed only look at her for a moment smiled then returned his gaze at the book he was reading. Though his voice sounded surprised, Laura was more surprised than him.

The reason was due to the accessory that she had never seen him wear on his face before------

"Wh, What's this? Tha….. That pair of spectacles."

"I created it, these spectacles can adjust the refractive index of light and enable night vision as well as speed reading. It also calms the mind and comforts any kind of stress or exhaustion when reading…"

Saying so, he pushed to readjust the spectacles on his nose.

The glasses with a thin outer frame gave Allen a learned look. When placed together with the knowledgeable Allen, this kind of appearance suited him more than his usual look. Obviously, as it was, it was undeniable that he was the kind of man whose temperament and charisma would change upon wearing glasses.

When he doesn’t wear his glasses, he’s alluring, crazy, wild, passionate and sinister. However, with his glasses on, he became refined, rational, calm, and indifferent …

He truly was a hybrid of two personalities.

At present, wearing glasses made him look like a proper gentleman.

"Real, Really surprising. Master looks very good with spectacles." Laura looked at him thoughtfully; he was sitting up with his upper body naked, his head bending down slightly. His soft hair covered his glasses, creating a shadow that won’t let anyone see his emotions clearly.

"……Nn? Even if you say it out of courtesy, I don't have any presents for you." Allen smiled wryly. His voice was very pleasant to hear, just like the soft and comfortable wind of March.

Now that he thinks about it, this was actually the first time she saw him like this. But, is him wearing glasses really that incredible…? Allen really didn’t whether to laugh or cry.

"No, it's true, I really think that way! Compared to master’s normal look, master seems more matured…… and more knowledgeable, having a cool handsome look!" Laura muttered with sparkling eyes.

“Ha ha ha,” Allen chuckled. He then put down the book he was holding and pulled Laura to his bosom.

Laura obediently followed, however, since Allen seemed to have just been out of the bath as he was currently naked with only a bath towel wrapped loosely around his waist. It seems that at any time, the towel may fall off. Aside from the towel and glasses, he was also wearing his headphones, listening to music while reading.

His figure is slender and tall, very impressive. Small droplets drip from his wet hair. Laura almost has a nosebleed on the spot!

Her face was beet red but she still obediently sat on Allen’s lap.

The soft sensation of her rear passed through her skirt. Likewise, because Allen was only wearing a towel, the warmth and his raging ‘brother’ was obvious to feel.

“What do you think suits me? With my glasses on or not…?” Allen said with a faint smile.

“Hmm, both suited master…” Laura responded. Encircling her arms around his neck, Allen could smell that special woman fragrance, causing an explicable heat to surge through his body. Laura was akin to a lazy kitten lying on his arms. “Anything looks good with master,”

“Really?”