Chapter 32 The Wrong Time

The Great Crisis of the Chaoyun Sect.

In the sky, a storm had already gradually formed. Lightning was gradually tearing through space along with a pitch-black and terrifying crack.

The sky was as dark as overturned black ink. The rolling clouds were flickering with electric arcs, like terrifying and sinister smiling faces.

But not everyone could see this scene.

Dream that many people didn’t like him?

Xu Chang’an was a little stunned.

Hearing Yun Qian’s words, he held Yun Qian’s long hair with one hand and subconsciously ran his fingers through her hair. At the same time, he said helplessly, “Miss, what have you been dreaming about every day?”

“I’m your wife.” Yun Qian sat up straight with her back facing Xu Chang’an so that he could help her tie her hair better. At the same time, she said, “Logically speaking, I should be unhappy.”

“I’m not money. How can I make everyone like me?” Xu Chang’an said

“What’s money?” Yun Qian tilted her head.

“Silver.” Xu Chang’an smiled and said, “Not everyone likes silver. Didn’t we meet a teacher from the academy who regarded money as dirt?”

“I don’t remember.” Yun Qian shook her head. How could she remember such a small matter?

Xu Chang’an felt that Yun Qian’s mentality was not to be trifled with, so he pressed her shoulder and turned her around. At the same time, he said, “Miss, I’m just an ordinary disciple in the Chaoyun Sect. Firstly, I didn’t contribute much to the sect, and secondly, I’m not famous. Why should I be liked?”

But…

Xu Chang’an smiled.

This meant that she cared about him, and he was very happy.

Speaking of which, Yun Qian’s long hair was cold to the touch. The hair passed through the gap in his palm, tickling and feeling very comfortable. Xu Chang’an subconsciously touched it a few more times and whispered into Yun Qian’s ear, “If you’re not happy because of a dream, then… there will be many things that you’ll be unhappy about in the future. You can’t have such thoughts.”

Xu Chang’an reminded Yun Qian softly. She couldn’t be angry because he was a deacon in the sect. She had to calm down.

Yun Qian knew that she shouldn’t interfere too much in her husband’s life and disturb his fun.

However, as his wife, her husband was her face. Slapping Xu Chang’an was naturally slapping her face.

“Forget it, I’ll listen to you.” Yun Qian looked at the sea of clouds and the huge mountain gate in the distance.

Hence, the terrifying lightning zone in the sky slowly dissipated, turning into some misty rain that landed on Chaoyun Sect.

“Miss, remember to cultivate hard,” Xu Chang’an reminded her.

“I might not have the talent for cultivation.” Yun Qian looked at her fair hands and said, “I’m not good at fighting.”

“It’s too early to say if you’re good at it. The cultivation of the immortal sects is not like practicing martial arts in the mortal world. What’s important here is the talent of the foreign species. There are all kinds of forms.” Xu Chang’an smiled and said, “It’s like playing a game. Close combat, long-range combat, and healing. There will always be one that suits you.”

“You always say these things that I don’t understand.” Yun Qian looked at him and shook her head.

“Ahem.” Xu Chang’an coughed dryly and explained, “Besides, cultivation in the Chaoyun Sect doesn’t only involve fighting. Those with talent can take care of spiritual herbs and fruits. They don’t have to go out to fight and live very peacefully.”

“Farming?” Yun Qian blinked.

“Miss, farming is quite interesting. I just planted something in the backyard.” Xu Chang’an felt that as a Chinese, that thing might be engraved in his bones.

“Do you want me to farm?”

“It’s just an example. It’s too early to think about such things. Raise your realm first.”

“Yeah.”

“Come closer to me,” Xu Chang’an suddenly said.

Yun Qian did as she was told without thinking

Hence, Xu Chang’an gently lifted the hair that had fallen into Yun Qian’s collar.

He took a deep breath.

He would not let Yun Qian go to the Sword Hall to study like him.

After Yun Qian’s residence was settled, he would go to Sunset Rain Peak and beg his senior sister to be Yun Qian’s guide.

One had to know that the Chaoyun Sect was essentially a collection of various sects.

Therefore, newcomers who came from the mortal world were not well-taken care of. Back then, he could not find a guide and could only go to the public sword hall to listen to classes. He used the breathing technique that everyone knew to figure out the basics.

Now that he had cultivated the breathing technique to the sixth level and the basic cultivation technique had been finalized, if he wanted to find a mentor again, it would be after the Initial Source Realm.

Actually, he didn’t have to be so miserable. Who asked him to enter Sunset Rain Peak? As a man, he wasn’t liked by girls.

When he used his spiritual power to take care of spiritual herbs and fruits, it was easy for him to do so.When someone had invited him to leave Sunset Rain Peak and go to the Hundred Herb Garden, he had refused. After all… even if his talent was average, learning swordsmanship was better than farming. However, the people from the Hundred Herb Garden did not give up and came to disturb his cultivation a few times.

Then, the senior sisters of Sunset Rain Peak went around and quickly made the Hundred Herb Garden give up on a “good seedling” like him. This matter reached Zhu Pingniang’s ears, so Zhu Pingniang asked him to plant the seeds of the Beauty Fruit.

Xu Chang’an felt that it was not difficult for him to ask an inner sect senior sister to be Yun Qian’s guide.

“An inner sect disciple as a guide… I didn’t even dare to think about it in the past.” Xu Chang’an suddenly hugged his wife’s waist and said, “I have to collect some interest.”

“What do you want?” Yun Qian felt the warmth of Xu Chang’an’s hand and twisted her waist.

“Nothing.” Xu Chang’an pulled Yun Qian into his arms and said with a smile, “It’s just that I’m considered a person with a faction now.”

There were no major sects like the Acacia Faction, the Mirror Sword Division, and the Fire Spirit Sect, but the Sunset Rain Peak was his faction.

If not for the fact that he was living well now, he could not bear to let Yun Qian suffer with him.

“We’re here.” Xu Chang’an looked at the white jade platform in the distance and let go of Yun Qian’s hand. He stood up and was stunned.

In the distance, a misty rain fell from the sky onto Chaoyun Sect’s white jade platform. It was gentle and beautiful.

Moisture followed the wind and landed on his face. Xu Chang’an felt strange.

“Is it raining?”

The Chaoyun Sect was like spring all year round. Where did the rain come from?

The clouds were under them.

“What’s wrong?” Yun Qian asked.

“It’s nothing. It might be a phenomenon caused by a senior in the sect breaking through. It has nothing to do with us.” Xu Chang’an used his spiritual power to block the drizzle for Yun Qian and stepped onto the empty and vast white jade cloud platform.

In front of him, a huge stone tablet stood with two words engraved on it.

[Morning Cloud) “Miss, welcome to the immortal sect.”

Xu Chang’an extended his hand to Yun Qian.

“Yeah.”

Yun Qian held Xu Chang’an’s hand and got off the boat, thinking that these words were not as beautiful as his.