Chapter 40: Feng Xueqing's Departure

The agonizing night finally passed. The next morning, Yang Lingchen emerged with two prominent dark circles under his eyes, looking utterly drained. "You scoundrel, didn't you sleep well last night?" Feng Xueqing asked playfully. "Not at all! I slept like a baby last night!" Yang Lingchen denied. "Me too, I slept so comfortably last night. From now on, I'll just sleep here with you." Feng Xueqing smiled faintly. "Seriously? Are you trying to kill me? We've hugged, we've kissed. And then you don't let me do anything else. Isn't that just torture? My dear Xueqing, when can our relationship take the next step?" Yang Lingchen asked with a fawning expression. "Isn't our relationship intimate enough?" Feng Xueqing raised an eyebrow, pouting. "Ahem... I was talking about when we can have a child." Yang Lingchen chuckled awkwardly. "Hmph, you scoundrel, I'm still so young, and you're already thinking about such things. Your thoughts are truly depraved!" Feng Xueqing chided playfully. "Oh my goodness. Am I depraved? Am I really depraved?" Yang Lingchen repeatedly questioned himself inwardly. Time flew by, and another seven days passed. With the aid of the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Milk, Yang Lingchen's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. He successfully broke through from the fifth layer of the Profound Realm all the way to the first layer of the Void-Seeking Realm. By now, all his elixirs and the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Milk were used up. However, he still had over a hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones, all obtained from the ancient ruins. Yang Lingchen estimated that his current strength should be comparable to a ninth-layer Void-Seeking Realm expert. This was because his God-Slaying Sword Art and Phantom Movement Art had made significant progress recently, and his soul martial skill, Soul Severing Slash, had also reached the peak of minor mastery. Late that night, "You scoundrel, don't disturb my sleep, I'm not awake yet!" Feng Xueqing mumbled, reaching out instinctively. "Oh my god, are you trying to kill me?!" Yang Lingchen endured another night that was both joyful and tormenting. After a quick wash, Yang Lingchen and Feng Xueqing left the room. Suddenly, Feng Xueqing frowned, her face instantly turning pale. "My dear Xueqing, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Yang Lingchen gently pulled Feng Xueqing into his arms, asking with concern. "You scoundrel, if one day I suddenly leave, will you still remember me?" Feng Xueqing's clear, beautiful eyes gradually welled up. "My dear Xueqing, what's wrong? Why are you asking that all of a sudden?" A bad premonition rose in Yang Lingchen's heart. "Answer me, if I really leave, will you still remember me?" Feng Xueqing looked at Yang Lingchen seriously, asking again. "My dear Xueqing, I won't allow you to leave me. No one can separate us, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will find you and bring you back." Yang Lingchen said with determined eyes. "You scoundrel, remember your promise," Feng Xueqing continued, "Listen carefully, I am from the Phoenix Clan of the Skywind World. I am the youngest daughter of the Phoenix Clan leader. I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to find that place." Feng Xueqing said earnestly. "Xueqing, tell me, are you leaving?" Yang Lingchen, as if losing his soul, held Feng Xueqing tightly in his arms. "Yes... yes." Feng Xueqing nodded helplessly. "My family has sensed my aura, and they should be able to find this place very soon." At this moment, her exquisite eyes were completely wet, tears flowing like a broken dam, slowly sliding down her cheeks. "My dear Xueqing, you don't want to go, do you?" Yang Lingchen's eyes gradually moistened. At this moment, he felt utterly helpless. "Of course I don't want to go, but if I don't, I will implicate the entire Sky Martial Continent." Feng Xueqing gazed at Yang Lingchen with infatuation. "You scoundrel, you will definitely find me and bring me back, right?" "My dear Xueqing, I will definitely bring you back. Although I am still very weak now, I believe that given enough time, I will definitely gain your parents' approval." Yang Lingchen's tone was incredibly firm. "Brother Chen, remember what you said. I'll wait for you in the Skywind World." Feng Xueqing's eyes were filled with reluctance. She instructed, "My family is coming. You can't get too close to me, or you'll be in danger." Boom... boom... boom... boom! Suddenly, the entire Sky Martial Continent began to shake violently. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed and thunder roared. In that instant, a rift suddenly appeared in the void, and then two figures shot out from the spatial crack. One was an old woman with snow-white hair but remarkably smooth skin. Following her was a handsome young man with an arrogant expression. Suddenly, these two figures, like lightning, instantly appeared in the Verdant Cloud Pavilion. "Boy, let go of Sister Xueqing, or I will exterminate your entire clan." The handsome young man's eyes held a chilling killing intent. "Boom." Yang Lingchen let out a muffled groan. Although the other party had only glanced at him casually, he felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, and a trace of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth. "Chen Zixuan, you bastard! I will kill you one day!" Feng Xueqing directly shielded Yang Lingchen, her beautiful eyes filled with coldness. "Sister Xueqing, who is this boy?" Chen Zixuan looked at Yang Lingchen with a hint of lingering malice. "Who he is, is none of your business. If you dare to lay a hand on him again, don't blame me for being impolite." Feng Xueqing glared coldly at Chen Zixuan, then turned to Yang Lingchen, asking with concern, "Are you alright?" "Just a minor injury, it's nothing." Yang Lingchen smiled calmly. "Qing'er, you've played enough. It's time to go home with Granny." The old woman's face held a benevolent smile. "Granny, can I stay for two more days?" Feng Xueqing's eyes showed a pleading look. "Granny can't help you. Your father specifically instructed that if you are found, you must be brought back immediately." The old woman continued, "Qing'er, your relationship with this boy isn't simple, is it?" "He's a friend I met here," Feng Xueqing said. "It's best if he's just a friend. If your father finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable." The old woman said. "Granny, can you give me a little time? I want to say goodbye to him." Feng Xueqing's eyes were filled with pleading. "Granny can only give you one hour. After one hour, you must leave with Granny." The old woman said. "Yes... yes," Feng Xueqing nodded. "Thank you, Granny." "Boy, you'd better behave. If you dare to have any improper thoughts about Sister Xueqing, I will make sure you are utterly destroyed." Chen Zixuan's eyes flashed with cold light. "Let's go first. Give Qing'er some time to say goodbye." The old woman said. "Yes, Granny." Chen Zixuan nodded. In front of this old woman, he still didn't dare to act presumptuously. "Damn it, I will definitely exterminate your entire clan." A monstrous killing intent surged in Yang Lingchen's heart. He firmly etched the other party's appearance into the depths of his memory. "You scoundrel, I'll wait for you to find me, until the day my life ends." At this moment, Feng Xueqing could no longer suppress her inner emotions and threw herself into Yang Lingchen's arms. "Don't worry, no one in this world can stop us from being together. When we meet again, if anyone dares to obstruct me, I will exterminate their entire clan." Yang Lingchen's eyes held an air of looking down on everything. He believed that given enough time, he would definitely be able to bring Feng Xueqing back. "Mhm, I believe you." Feng Xueqing smiled and nodded. At this moment, Yang Lingchen's heart was in agony. Since his transmigration, Feng Xueqing was the first girl he had ever liked, and his most beloved. Yet, he was powerless to keep her. This kind of pain was incomprehensible to others. At this moment, Yang Lingchen yearned for power more than anything. He knew that only with sufficient power could he protect his love. "Then give me something! Otherwise, what will I do when I miss you?" Feng Xueqing blinked her watery eyes. "Xueqing, come with me." Yang Lingchen led Feng Xueqing to a bronze mirror, then found some brushes and ink. Yang Lingchen and Feng Xueqing sat in front of the bronze mirror, and Yang Lingchen began to draw a sketch of the two of them. This was undoubtedly the most focused Yang Lingchen had ever been in his life. Every stroke was meticulously drawn. Soon, a beautiful Chinese-style sketch was completed. The two figures in the painting were lifelike and vivid. Yang Lingchen wore a Han Dynasty groom's robe, and Feng Xueqing wore a Han Dynasty wedding dress. "You scoundrel, you drew me so beautifully, and you're so handsome too. But these clothes are so beautiful, why have I never seen them before?" Feng Xueqing asked softly. "This is a special wedding attire for a great nation. Do you like it?" Yang Lingchen asked with a smile. "I love it." Feng Xueqing smiled sweetly. "Then next time we meet, I'll personally make one for you," Yang Lingchen said. "You're not allowed to lie to me, or you'll be in for it," Feng Xueqing chided playfully. "Quickly put this painting away. If you miss me, just take it out and look at it," Yang Lingchen reminded her. "Okay." Feng Xueqing carefully put the painting away, as if afraid of damaging it. Feng Xueqing looked up, her voice soft, "You scoundrel, I want you to kiss me again." Yang Lingchen gazed deeply at Feng Xueqing, then slowly lowered his head. They cherished this kiss immensely. For the first time, Feng Xueqing was so passionate. ............... After a long while, Yang Lingchen reluctantly released Feng Xueqing. "Qing'er, it's time for us to go." Just then, the old woman reappeared in the Verdant Cloud Pavilion. "Yes... yes!" Feng Xueqing nodded, then followed the old woman, flying towards the depths of the void. This time, she did not look back, for she feared that if she did, she would be unable to leave, and that would only implicate the man she loved. Yang Lingchen said nothing, quietly watching Feng Xueqing's retreating figure until she disappeared into the horizon. After the old woman left, the world rules of the Sky Martial Continent returned to normal. Everything that had just happened seemed as if it had never occurred. However, the high-ranking members of the Heavenly Origin Palace were acutely aware of the event. The terrifying pressure earlier had immobilized everyone in the entire Heavenly Origin Palace until the old woman departed, at which point the terrifying pressure was lifted.