#912 - Chapter 912 Retreat
Ye Ling remained alone in the empty Star Pavilion, her figure standing tall but appearing exceptionally lonely. Ye Kong had been gone for a long time, but Ye Ling still stood there, a bitter smile on her face.
"I will also mobilize the entire cultivation world to find the whereabouts of the Luo Emperor's divided soul," Ye Ling said towards the direction Ye Kong had left.
"I just wonder, if I were to have such a day, would you be so anxious and hurried as well?"
After Ye Ling finished speaking, she paused, as if even she was surprised by what she had just said; she shouldn't be hoping for that.
When Ye Kong left the Star Pavilion, the sky had completely darkened. Some dark red clouds floated low in the sky, stirred by the wind, moving towards the already blackening sky above, like the sky was on fire.
Above the boundless Sea of Bitterness, the stars shone brightly, as if emerging from within it. After dusk came the long night.
Ye Kong returned to逍遥Peak. The disciples were all sitting obediently in their seats in the dining hall, each sitting upright. Even the usually mischievous Xiao Shan and Xi'er were imitating their older brothers and sisters, straightening their backs and placing their little hands on their laps, pretending to be good students.
Ye Kong stood at the door, unnoticed by the disciples. Xi'er, feeling hungry because his master hadn't returned, stared at the delicious food he couldn't eat, swallowing his saliva. Seeing that his older brothers and sisters weren't paying attention, he silently chanted, 'They can't see me, they can't see me.' Xi'er quietly moved his little hand, almost reaching the big chicken leg in front of him, so close!
"Ah!" Ye Xiaoyao, sitting on the other side, cast a spell to slap Xi'er's thieving little hand.
Xi'er quickly retracted his hand in pain, blowing on it to soothe it, then sat up straight again. Xi'er's stomach betrayed him, letting out a loud rumble, drawing all eyes to him.
"Senior brothers, senior sisters, I didn't do it on purpose. I feel like there's a raging fire burning inside my stomach, making me unable to stand up straight. It feels like it's gradually spreading throughout my whole body, I think I'm about to collapse. Master didn't come back at noon, so we missed a meal, and now Master still isn't back for dinner, I'm about to starve until I'm skin and bones."
Xi'er hugged his flat stomach, saying with a hint of grievance, as if he was about to cry in the next second.
At this moment, Ji Changsheng noticed Ye Kong standing at the door and immediately stood up.
"Master, you're back."
The other disciples followed his gaze to the door. Ye Kong was indeed standing there, and they also stood up one after another.
Ye Kong walked into the dining hall, went to the head seat, and sat down.
"Sit down, everyone," Ye Kong said.
"What's wrong with Master? I feel like Master's not quite right," Bai Wuchen noticed the change in Ye Kong and tilted his head to ask Lin Yaoyao.
Lin Yaoyao shook her head; she didn't know. She hadn't seen Ye Kong all day today.
"Start eating, everyone. In the future, when I'm not on逍遥Peak, you should all eat on your own, without waiting for me, and even more so without skipping meals just because I'm not here.逍遥Peak doesn't have that many rules. As long as you don't cause trouble for me, you don't need to abide by these minor rules," Ye Kong said.
The other disciples all responded in acknowledgment.
The meal was exceptionally long, and the atmosphere was unusually quiet. Ye Kong barely ate a few bites before returning to his thatched hut.
Ye Kong returned to his thatched hut and immediately spoke to the system.
"System, I want to know where the person who can remove the totem behind Xiao Shan's neck is located?"
"Ding! Host needs to expend three thousand cultivation points to inquire."
"Okay." Compared to Xiao Shan, cultivation points are insignificant.
The system deducted three thousand cultivation points from Ye Kong. Ye Kong felt as if he were in a steamer, unbearably hot, feeling that with every drop of sweat that flowed out, the true energy within his body diminished by one point. The sweat turned into steam, and in a short while, it was like a large silkworm cocoon, wrapping his entire body, with white vapor rising, barely visible. Only when all three thousand cultivation points were deducted did the cocoon disappear.
"Ding! Host's three thousand cultivation points have been deducted. Inquiring about the geographical location of the person who can remove Xiao Shan's totem."
Ye Kong meditated and waited, also circulating his energy to adjust his body after the deduction of cultivation points.
The night was deep and still. When all the splendor had played out, a light rain gently fell, the sound of the rain extinguishing the loneliness of the night, wetting the hazy moonlight. The ripples on the river surface gently rippled, and everything around was a passerby. Just as Cao Pi said: 'The bright moon shines on my bed, the Milky Way flows west, the night is not yet over.'
Unbeknownst to when, sweat had soaked Ye Kong's clothes.
"Ding! The location of the person who can remove Xiao Shan's totem has been found. Does the host wish to view it?" The system inquired.
The system brought Ye Kong to the peak of Peach Mountain.
"Ding! Host, please look up at the sky, the sky full of stars, a bright moon, shining brightly in the night sky. Those twinkling stars are connected into a silver chain, as if flowing in the night sky. That is the natural beauty that the River of Time presents to people, which is also called the universe."
"The universe?"
"Ding! The star on the spire guides the lost path of eternal life. The universe is the eye of the skull. The burning seasons, the day of judgment is coming, everything is predestined. Without darkness, there is no existence of light." The system explained to Ye Kong what is meant by 'knowledge is power.'"
"Then how can I get to that River of Time?"
"Ding! Host, learn the art of flying and you can travel the universe."
Without another word, Ye Kong immediately returned to his thatched hut to learn the art of flying.
Traversing the vast universe, condensing the essence of heaven and earth, even if one escapes the six paths of reincarnation, it is difficult to escape the turmoil of heaven and earth. And the most incomprehensible thing about the universe is that the universe can be understood.
The night was long, and on逍遥Peak, the light in Ye Kong's thatched hut was still shining brightly, a sleepless night.
The sun leaped out of the gray sea, half a round of purplish-red flame, immediately illuminating the dim sky, behind streaks of bright rosy clouds, as if a boundless blue silk was stretched out, the morning sun shot its light towards the Sea of Bitterness, a slight breeze rose, fine waves jumped, stirring up a sea of broken gold.
Inside逍遥Peak, as usual, the disciples got up early to practice their exercises and practice Tai Chi.
At breakfast time, Ye Xiaoyao came to Ye Kong's thatched hut to call Ye Kong for breakfast.
"Master, breakfast is ready."
Ye Kong heard Ye Xiaoyao's voice in the thatched hut and replied.
"No need, you guys eat well on your own. I'm going into closed-door cultivation. Tell the others not to disturb me." After Ye Kong finished speaking, he asked Ye Xiaoyao to leave.
Ye Xiaoyao wanted to ask how long Ye Kong would be in seclusion, but Ye Kong had already asked him to leave, so Ye Xiaoyao had no choice but to take his leave.
Ye Kong continued to raise his hands, circulate his energy, and comprehend the essentials of the art of flying.












