CHAPTER 428: CHAPTER 292 UNEXPECTED GUEST

Chapter 292

Professor Ye, without saying much, appeared somewhat tired as he raised his voice to take his leave. Ye Changan glanced at the closed tent flaps, smiled at Gong Jiu and the others, and left with his grandfather.

"This father and son are not bad," the Flower Demon Yaofei stepped forward but, just like Gong Jiu, dared not to lift the curtain.

Just stood at the doorway...

After a while, the two looked at each other.

Why did it feel like there were other people inside?

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The tent was not small; it was one of those simple, rapidly deployable structures but very sturdy and covered a significant area. It was said to have been prepared for people from an investment company, naturally the best of its kind.

Later, Gong Jiu directly seized it for Sui Yi’s use. After Ye Changan examined the situation and stated it was not poisoning, Gong Jiu and the others didn’t dare to fully believe him, nor did they dare to leave...

So, they spent the night there.

When Sui Yi woke up, he saw Mr. Yun.

Then the captain came in... and then~~~

With Demon Que in hand, Sui Yi looked down and asked, "Have you come to kill me or to take the treasure?"

"Can’t it be both, to kill and take the treasure?" countered Mr. Yun.

"You can’t kill me," said Sui Yi.

"I know," Mr. Yun replied, ever so composed. He had always been composed, "I want to make a deal with you."

Sui Yi did not respond.

"That resurrection treasure is of no use to you. I could trade many things for it," he said, not even specifying what, just that there were many...

Sui Yi glanced at him. "Everything?"

"Yes, everything."

"To save your father? Or is it for your son, wife, mother..."

Mr. Yun’s eyes sharpened at Sui Yi’s words.

Sui Yi, unconcerned, continued, "Ye Luanyun, if I told you that it’s not a resurrection treasure, that they cannot be brought back to life, would you believe me?"

Although Loulan mentioned that the Cangwu Mirror might have the ability to shift time, Sui Yi himself hardly believed it, and the Cangwu Mirror was already in fragments, so how could it shift anything?

If it truly had such power, why then would the High Priest have fallen!

"I didn’t expect that even with a change of skin, I still couldn’t deceive you," Ye Luanyun caressed his own cheek. A Mr. Yun? He may not necessarily be of the Yun Family.

"But I don’t believe what you said. You haven’t seen the mysteries of Loulan, the art of resurrection... is within reach," he said, making a grasping gesture with his hand. "Sui Yi, if you resent me for being your enemy before and for trying to kill you, then I promise, if you help me resurrect them... all that I have, including my soul, I am willing to serve at your disposal."

Ye Luanyun stared intensely at Sui Yi, indifferent to the fact that she could easily kill him at this moment or to her terrifying aura and her icy demeanor...

All he wanted was to fulfill his own desire...

Just to see them again... even if just one more glance.

"People are prone to follow hearsay without verifying facts, many are oblivious. Ye Luanyun, you don’t seem to be that oblivious," Sui Yi remarked.

"If one day you find out that the only person in this world you care about died because of resentment, you wouldn’t speak so lightly..."

Ye Luanyun had already confirmed Sui Yi’s refusal. This girl always kept her word; her yes meant yes, and her rejection was final.

It was maddeningly infuriating.

"Sui Yi... just help me..." he begged once more.

The word ’beg’ seemed out of place for him, but he was certain that the ultimate treasure was in Sui Yi’s hands.

Sui Yi closed her eyes briefly, her fingertips gently tracing the patterns on Demon Que... "Ye Luanyun... The secrets of Loulan and the Ye Family Ancient Tomb are connected... the underlying network is complex, and the secrets involved are beyond my ability to unweave... The core is the fall of one person."

"If resurrection were possible, she wouldn’t have fallen."

"If rescue were feasible, why wouldn’t I save them?"

Sui Yi drew a shallow breath, "In this world, life and death follow the cycle of Reincarnation. Those who defy it... are doomed to fall from the heavens."

Slap, Ye Luanyun’s hand, which had been waving in the air, dropped down, his expression stiff as he stared at Sui Yi.

The atmosphere instantly turned cold.

After a while, Ye Luanyun forced a smile, "You said a lot...but Sui Yi, the only thing you left out was yourself."

"We can set aside the Ye Family Tomb for now..."

"In the Blood Pool, you were meant to die...yet you lived," he looked at her, his gaze flickering.

"And after living... are you still Sui Yi?"

A bullseye.

The previously composed Sui Yi looked up, her gaze meeting Ye Luanyun’s.

Ye Luanyun, whose expression had been grim and fierce, suddenly seemed choked up at this look.

"If I weren’t...you’d be dead," she said, her attitude completely different from before...

It was as if she were two different people.

Yet somehow overlapping.

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Ye Luanyun left.

Upon exiting, he startled both Gong Jiu and the Flower Demon Yaofei; the intense coldness and fierce aura he exuded left them unable to react for a moment.

Just as they were about to take action...

"Let him go," came a voice from inside the tent.

There was no choice but to let him go.

Besides, Gong Jiu and his partner weren’t sure they could detain the other party...

"Someone really is here..." Gong Jiu sighed with relief, about to lift the curtain...

He heard Sui Yi from inside saying.

"Get down."

What?

I haven’t even entered yet!

No, that’s not right!

There’s still someone inside!

Damn it!

How many people exactly are in there?

We were clearly guarding it!

Gong Jiu and Flower Demon, both somewhat intoxicated, exchanged a puzzled and surprised look. They could only glance at each other and turn to attend to other matters, such as packing their luggage, handling the secrecy among the people here, and so on...

Anyway, they were busy with other things.

Meanwhile, inside the tent, Sui Yi stuck Demon Que into the ground and turned around to pour water into a plastic cup...

The clear water gurgled out of the mineral water bottle; after pouring, Sui Yi, holding a cup of water, turned around to find someone had already appeared before him.

The person who had dropped down from the frame above...a man?

Sui Yi eyed the newcomer with a hint of hesitation, silently sizing him up.

Is this...a man?

Clad in red with a white collar, his long hair was held loosely with a redwood pin and a red ribbon at the back, certainly dressed in male attire.

Red as freshly spilled blood, white as a patch of snow from the heavenly poles, black as newly ground ink.

He was lounging on the cushioned bed on the ground, his bare feet hooking at the boat’s side, one hand propping up his bent left knee, his body turned, eyeing her, seemingly also taking her measure, his sword-like eyebrows extending into his hairline, yet the ends were slightly coquettish, his lips curved in a slight, ambiguous smile.

Too bold a posture, too wild a demeanor, yet beneath this peerlessly handsome appearance flowed an incomparable, enchanting grace.

His figure was slender and handsome, dashing and debonair, his facial features were exquisitely sharp; his eyebrows fierce, he truly was androgynous.

Sui Yi took a light sip of water, moistening her parched throat, yet a thought surfaced in her mind.

"A trace of smoke stains the crossroads, white clouds float over crimson blood, Xuanyuan’s gender is obscure, amidst Cangwu, one Demon stands supreme,"

This person was too bewitching.

Bewitching enough to alarm and excite the heart.

"Have you had your fill of looking?" The man suddenly spoke, seemingly teasing her, and yet it sounded like a gentle warning.

If an ordinary person were subjected to his slightly hoarse and seductive voice, they would have gone weak in the knees and lost their senses.

Yet Sui Yi merely gripped the cup, cool and clear as water; "It seems you don’t like your coffin."

"It seems you don’t welcome me," the man sat up, crossed his legs, and looked at her with finely arched eyebrows: "You were so shy before, coming and touching the spot of my sound sleep several times, gazing as if you wished to devour me with your eyes. Back then you didn’t seem to dislike it as much as you do now."

Sui Yi ignored the light provocation from his lips and frowned: "Were you awake at that time?"

"The moment you touched...my coffin, I was awakened."

"Why didn’t you continue to sleep?" She continued to disregard.

"I couldn’t sleep anymore...that place is too boring." The way he looked at her seemed to say that she’s more interesting.

"And then you hid up on the beam?" Sui Yi glanced at the slender support rods above, finding it hard to believe that Gong Jiu and his people hadn’t noticed, and wondered when he had arrived.

"Hide? I was quite properly situated there. It’s not my fault your frail companions didn’t see me," he stated.

Frail...Sui Yi felt the word was indeed fitting for Gong Jiu and his people, though they’d be infuriated to hear it.

"Following me, you must have discovered that this world...is not like the past, right?" Sui Yi didn’t believe this man was unaware of the changes outside, with just the equipment and layout there being enough to overwhelm her senses.

Even when Sui Yi pointedly exposed his awkward situation, the man wasn’t annoyed, but instead lightly stroked his wide sleeve and smiled, "Some things are interesting, but the people...are dull. Too weak, like ants."

Such casually dismissive tone...

"Are you Loulan?"

Loulan? The man finally raised an eyebrow, "So my name is Loulan?"

"..." Sui Yi suddenly felt she had inadvertently stumbled upon a massive problem.

Amnesia? Another case of memory loss?

Like Jiang Chenyu’s kind?

"Not long ago, I met a girl who came out of a coffin just like you... She said she had amnesia... In the end, it turned out as if I were the one with amnesia. Do you perhaps wish to follow her example?"

Sui Yi leaned against the table, looking down at him, her expression somewhat cold.

"Ah~~ so there’s such an amusing girl. But it’s not strange; maybe she knows the ’you’ from before," he suggested nonchalantly.

An observer sees clearly?

Suddenly, a bright idea struck Sui Yi. She closed her eyes, gripped the cup tightly, and, after a brief thought, said, "If she knows the previous me, she is useful to me. But you are of no use to me, so you may leave."

No sooner had the words left her mouth than a red shadow abruptly approached her, emitting a bone-chilling, deadly coldness. Her neck grew cold, ensnared by a thread as thin as a strand of silver.

There was no gap between them as he pressed close, only a fist’s width separating their chests.

He was only slightly taller than her, so they faced each other almost eye to eye.

His breath was close enough to feel.

Sui Yi’s face remained expressionless, facing him, while he... his fingers lightly pressed against Sui Yi’s clavicle and slowly traced a path, moving upwards, as if the most flirtatious libertine’s playful caress upon a woman’s bare skin.

The menacing presence persisted, now entwined with bewitching allure: "No one dares to speak to me like this in this world. Your Inner Strength is no more than a hundred years old, not even reaching the Condensing True Realm. If not for your exceptionally pleasing appearance, which makes it difficult for me to act, your blood would already be in my cup," he said, his voice slowly pouring out like wine into a goblet, rich and lingering.

Sui Yi was silent, the Demon Que resting on his back shimmered along with a faint light in her eyes, its red glow threading along the nape of his neck...

A mutual destruction?

"A hundred years or just Condensing True...that still requires you to regain your full strength," Sui Yi’s eyes were devoid of any fluctuation. (. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)