Chapter 740: Chapter 740: Seaside Elegant Residence, Quasi-Saint Master Xue Yan, Shocking

The woman possessed a tall figure, her face veiled by a light gauze.

Her beauty was unparalleled, and as she moved, heavy snow began to fall within a dozen miles around her.

However, as the woman departed, the falling snow quickly melted away.

Everything seemed like nothing more than an illusion.

“Who dares intrude!”

The Puppet Person fixed its gaze on the mysterious woman, blocking her path.

“A Puppet of Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasure Level?” The woman remarked, a hint of surprise gracing her pretty face, “Why do you obstruct my passage?”

She took a graceful step forward.

Her domain of ice and snow enveloped the surroundings, freezing the Puppet Person in place. Despite its combat power at the High Order Void Break Realm Level, it was now as powerless as an ant facing a giant elephant, utterly incapable of resistance.

“The area ahead is the master’s territory, no entry permitted!”

The Puppet Person showed no fear.

While it possessed some intelligence, it wasn’t complete; it only obeyed Ye Feng’s commands, harboring no fear of others.

Even if the Heavenly King himself appeared, it would boldly confront him.

It could be said that it had an even more stubborn spirit than Brother Flathead.

“Your master?”

The stunning and cool woman’s brows furrowed slightly as her gaze moved beyond the Puppet Person, landing on an elegant residence situated on a bay in the Heavenly Origin Sea.

“He indeed seems to possess exquisite taste.”

The cool woman was not aggressive.

Although she was a top-level powerhouse, she never bullied the weak. Since the nearby area was someone’s secluded residence, she naturally would not intrude.

Rip!

The woman tore through the fabric of space, and in the next instant, appeared thousands of miles away, directly bypassing the bay where Ye Feng resided.

Her gaze shifted downward.

The woman saw another residence on the ground, decorated similarly to Ye Feng’s courtyard and also situated by the Heavenly Origin Sea.

However, this place was more bustling, with several maids present, far more lively than Ye Feng’s abode.

“Daoist Ru Rong, I have arrived.”

The cool woman landed outside the small courtyard, a smile appearing on her face veiled behind the gauze.

“It’s Sister Xue Yan, you’ve finally come!”

Yin Rurong emerged from the small courtyard, swiftly approaching to greet her, and grasped the cool woman’s alabaster wrist with her left hand.

“Your hand… Is it truly injured by the Dao?”

Xue Yan noticed Yin Rurong’s right hand and saw countless tiny golden pinpricks adorning her palm, a rather horrifying sight.

“Alas, I was foolish back then.”

Yin Rurong sighed softly.

She admitted that her reaction had indeed been too impetuous back then; she shouldn’t have questioned Ye Feng, and as a result, she suffered a severe Dao injury from the backlash of the Merit List.

In recent days.

Yin Rurong returned to the place of her birth, and even after countless years, though no one lived there anymore, the scenery remained beautiful.

Therefore.

She built this secluded courtyard here, and with the company of a few maids, she spent each day using Sacred Arms to ease her Dao injury.

“Sect Master Ye is the Chosen One, why did you question him? Otherwise, this wouldn’t have happened.”

Xue Yan looked at Yin Rurong’s palm and felt a twinge of pity.

Yin Rurong was also quite helpless.

Across the entire Shenzhou Continent, she had only one close friend, and that person was none other than the cool woman before her, Xue Yan.

Xue Yan, female, a newly promoted Four-Turn Quasi-Saint.

She hailed from one of the Nine Great Holy Lands, the Ice and Snow Holy Land, a renowned Great Elder of the Holy Land. Once the number one beauty of the Shenzhou Continent a thousand years ago, she appeared cold as ice on the outside, but she was kind-hearted and the goddess of many people’s dreams.

“Let’s not dwell on this, Daoist Xue Yan,”

Yin Rurong, holding Xue Yan’s hand, led her into the courtyard to sit behind beaded curtains on a bamboo mat, where they shared tea and conversation.

“It’s been many years since I’ve seen you, and you’ve made a breakthrough to Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, even becoming the Holy Master of the Ice and Snow Holy Land; congratulations are in order.”

Yin Rurong eyed Xue Yan with genuine happiness.

After all, Xue Yan was her only close friend.

Despite Yin Rurong’s pride and aloof demeanor, she had no ulterior motives towards her kind-hearted friend and was willing to confide in her.

“Ru Rong, my visit this time is twofold: I wanted to see how you were, and to invite you to my Saint Ascension ceremony.”

Xue Yan took out an invitation and placed it on the table.

“I will definitely attend.”

Yin Rurong personally assured.

Lowering her head, Xue Yan looked at the Dao injury on Yin Rurong’s palm and asked with concern, “Does it hurt?”

“For me, it doesn’t matter. Besides, with the Sacred Arms left by the Old Saint Master, be it ten years slowly or one year quickly, I can gradually heal the Dao injury.”

Yin Rurong extended her hand, and a cluster of light appeared in her palm.

This was the Sacred Arms of the Tianmiao Holy Land.

If not for the powerful Saint Might within the Sacred Arms, Yin Rurong would need at least a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years to erode the Dao injury with her own strength.

For the rest of the half-day, the two continued to chat idly.

“Speaking of which, there’s also a recluse nearby, possessing a Puppet guardian of Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasure level. Ru Rong, do you know who that is?”

Before parting, Xue Yan couldn’t help but ask.

“Ah?”

Yin Rurong was taken aback.

She had used her Divine Sense a few days ago to survey the area, and within a million li, there were no noticeable strong individuals.

So, was the person new here?

Seeing the doubt on her face, Xue Yan realized that Yin Rurong didn’t know the recluse and said,

“How about we go over together and take a look? If it’s fated, we can also invite that person to attend my Saint Ascension celebration ceremony.”

“That’s a good idea.” Yin Rurong nodded.

She was bored staying in this elegant residence anyway. Going out to take a look would be a good distraction.

Whoosh!

The two women tore through the void and arrived outside Ye Feng’s courtyard.

“Cluck cluck cluck!”

Dozens of chickens were foraging on the grass in front of the courtyard, occasionally fighting with nearby venomous snakes. When bitten, they showed no harm but instead spat out a burst of flame that roasted the snakes.

“Chickens with the Phoenix Bloodline!”

The two women were surprised to see this scene.

“Moo!”

Just then, a water buffalo charged over, then leapt high into the air, plunging into the Heavenly Origin Sea, causing a huge splash before starting to bathe.

“This buffalo seems to have the Divine Bull Bloodline.”

“Yes, although it’s very faint.”

The two women discussed.

Whoosh!

A Puppet Person tore through the void and arrived, blocking the two women’s path.

“The master is sleeping, do not approach.”

The Puppet Person extended a hand, from which a scorching aura burst forth, drawing a horizontal line in front of them.

The message was clear.

Do not cross this line!

“There is no one in the entire Shenzhou Continent who can make this Holy Master back down. Today, I do not wish to make a move, you, step aside at once!”

Yin Rurong was about to wave her hand and send the Puppet Person flying.

“Oh, is that so?”

Just then, a lazy voice laced with limitless authority and dignity came from inside the courtyard.

The next moment.

A handsome young man carrying a Longsword on his back slowly pushed open the courtyard door and appeared before the two women.

“It’s… it’s you!”

Upon seeing Ye Feng, Yin Rurong’s expression changed dramatically.

She felt a twinge of pain from the Dao injury in her palm and couldn’t help but stagger back three steps involuntarily, each step leaving a three-inch deep foot imprint in the grass.

“Yin Rurong, what’s the matter?”

Xue Yan quickly supported Yin Rurong, only to find herself enveloped by a powerful Domain of Heaven and Earth, unable to even muster nature’s spiritual energy, her face full of shock.

“Is this… the pressure of the Son of Destiny?!”

Both Yin Rurong and Xue Yan looked towards Ye Feng, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Especially Yin Rurong, who felt as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly.