IS Chapter 115

“What if it is, what if it isn’t.” He heard Ye Zhuo’s voice faintly answer, “In the end, everything returns to emptiness.”

“It’s different.” Li Yuan said, “At least, I don’t want you to cultivate the path of ruthlessness that the world speaks of, and I also don’t think you will cultivate such a path. Ye Zhuo, I hope that if your heart has fluctuations, you will spar with me like you just did, instead of telling yourself that everything is empty.”

Ye Zhuo was silent.

He continued to walk forward, a few scattered lights floating in the darkness ahead. Li Yuan remained half a step behind him.

“So what if we sparred like that?” Ye Zhuo suddenly stopped and looked back at Li Yuan.

He said earnestly, “I can’t remember what my emotions were just now.”

Li Yuan looked at the eyes that were quietly watching him. They were a pair of very beautiful eyes, but they were also devoid of anything, as if everything just now had never happened.

It was as if this person was still standing on the peak of a high mountain, and the water roared past below. There would be ripples, waves, and whirlpools, and then they would all flow past. He would still be there, and those things would not leave any trace.

Hearing such words, he should perhaps feel that this person was once again rejecting him.

But Li Yuan also felt that Ye Zhuo was just earnestly telling him his feelings.

He was guarding a lotus flower like a glazed rosy cloud, watching the flower gently unfold its beautiful petals, and it was telling him what kind of icy snow pond it grew in.

In fact, for this flower, he had been in this icy snow pond for a long time, and he didn’t feel very cold. The ink dragon was born in the abyssal sea, and the abyssal sea was also a very cold place.

“Then do you still want to remember?” Li Yuan asked.

Ye Zhuo thought for a moment.

Then he said, “I don’t want to.”

“Then do you still want me to kiss you again?” Looking into Ye Zhuo’s eyes, Li Yuan’s expression was also very serious.

“…?”

Wasn’t the previous sentence still discussing the Dao? Why was the next sentence suddenly so nonsensical? Ye Zhuo subconsciously took a step back, distancing himself from this dragon.

Then he heard a soft laugh.

Li Yuan also heard his own voice, his tone unexpectedly so gentle.

“You’re afraid now.” He said, “It seems you haven’t cultivated to the point where everything is empty.”

“According to your logic, I should not retreat or avoid, and let you overstep, and that would be considered everything is empty?” Ye Zhuo sneered, “Your ability to reverse black and white has improved quite a bit.”

“You cultivate emptiness, isn’t it without taboos? If so, then how can there be ‘overstepping’?” Li Yuan also felt that his use of the human language had improved greatly, and that Ye Zhuo had an eye for talent.

What was overstepped was of course the conventionally agreed rules between people. Ye Zhuo no longer wanted to have any conversation with this dragon, turned around and continued to walk forward.

“So, are you cultivating the path of ruthlessness after all?”

“It’s none of your business.”

“Then where are you planning to go now?”

“Cultivating.”

He didn’t hold back much during the sword fight just now. The movement was earth-shattering, and the heart beast was as dead as could be, without any reaction. It would probably be very difficult to get it out of the Heart Devil Illusion. Naturally, he would find a place to cultivate during the long night.

The Lotus-Born Immortal Body could cultivate all methods. Since there was no spiritual energy in the Ghost Realm, he would take ghost energy to cultivate. He was walking towards the place with the most abundant ghost energy.

Ye Zhuo walked forward, and Li Yuan followed. Senior Heart Beast was immersed in the illusion. Judging from the situation, it wouldn’t wake up at least today. Actually, it didn’t matter if Senior stayed in the illusion. In a hundred years, if he didn’t send a message, the Dragon Clan would naturally send someone to look for him.

In a hundred years, he didn’t know how many times he would have kissed this human Ye Zhuo.

As for the lives and deaths of the human and ghost realms, naturally good people like Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian, who had the world in their hearts, would worry about them.

…Ye Zhuo could always detect some kind of faint gaze from half a step away. The dragon Li Yuan was following behind him like a lingering ghost, which gave him the urge to draw his sword directly.

Suppressing his anger, Ye Zhuo stepped into the buildings of Guancin Town. Ghosts lived where ghost energy was abundant, and the town where they gathered was naturally the place with the densest ghost energy. Guancin Town was more prosperous than Lingxin Town. There were a few ghost cultivators walking around in the town, a ghost diviner set up a stall at a street corner to tell fortunes, and small ghosts who had not yet solidified drifted from one end to the other.

They had just had a fight, and the ghosts in the town had already sensed it. Now that they stepped into the town, it attracted even more attention—all the ghosts instantly hid in the buildings, quietly watching their movements.

Li Yuan naturally didn’t care about these ghosts with shallow foundations, but if they kept watching so furtively, they would probably soon make that person impatient. He thought that although there was some ghost energy here that could be absorbed, Ye Zhuo probably wouldn’t choose the streets of the Ghost Realm as a place to cultivate.

So he observed along the way, and when he reached the center of the town, he saw a small inn. It was a dark, three-story building with dim red lanterns hanging from it.

Li Yuan: “If you want to cultivate, why not go in there and find a place?”

That was also acceptable. Ye Zhuo walked in.

A thin, green-faced ghost behind the counter looked at them two tremblingly: “Imm…Immortal…Gue…sts…you…”

“We want your best room.” Li Yuan said.

After saying that, he wondered if he had any Ghost Realm currency on him. It seemed he didn’t.

But it didn’t matter, he naturally had treasures belonging to the Nether Ghost race.

Just as he was about to take out an item to pay for the room, he saw Ye Zhuo conjure a golden ingot out of nowhere. Upon closer inspection, it was folded from paper.

This person then used a wisp of true fire to light the paper ingot. As the ingot burned, wisps of light smoke floated into the green-faced ghost’s body. The green-faced ghost smiled: “Please, please.”

“.”

Li Yuan finally remembered that at the beginning of this trip, they had entered the void realm from Embracing Green Valley and had encountered many living people burning ghost money for their ghost brethren along the way. Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian had claimed that it was “unexpected wealth” and had collected it extensively. Ye Zhuo had also taken a little.

That money could actually be spent.

Li Yuan didn’t know whether to sigh at Brother Wei’s foresight or to praise Second Palace Master Ye’s flexible thinking.

Then he saw the green-faced ghost bowing and scraping to lead the way.

But its face was hideous, and its gaze frequently fell on Ye Zhuo.

Li Yuan: “No need to lead the way.”

The two guests were indeed highly cultivated, which made the ghost feel frightened. The green-faced ghost obediently handed over the key and told them the location of the room, which was on the west side of the third floor.

Ye Zhuo carried a red lantern and slowly stepped up the dark and steep wooden stairs. Perhaps because they had been in disrepair for a long time, the stairs made strange creaking sounds as he walked up. Li Yuan looked up at his figure.

The inns of the Ghost Realm were full of indescribable desolation. The bright red lanterns were not bright, but only dimly red, hanging on the eaves of the corridor, one after another, disappearing into the mist in the distance. Every so often, semi-transparent bright red silk hung down from above, slowly swaying.

And Ye Zhuo was wearing such a gorgeous red robe.

Li Yuan looked at Ye Zhuo’s back. For some reason, his footsteps slowed down. He watched Ye Zhuo slowly walk up the old, deep stairs, pass the corner, and finally step into the long corridor of the inn on the third floor. The night mist rose, and the lantern in that person’s hand was a little blurry. The sleeves of his robe seemed to be flowing gently. Separated by a layer of misty air, Li Yuan thought of those strange stories of beautiful ghosts who came at night and left at dawn.

As if hearing his footsteps stop, that person also stopped in the corridor and looked back at him.

Li Yuan saw his quiet profile. Was he waiting for him? But he always felt that Ye Zhuo would walk into that bottomless fog, and in the blink of an eye, he would not be able to find this person.

“Ye Zhuo.” He said.

Ye Zhuo said faintly, “Mm.”

“You’re going to the Immortal Realm, right?”

Because Yun Xiang Xi was in the Immortal Realm. That human Immortal Realm.

The silhouette in red robes in the night mist was quiet. After a long time, that person withdrew his gaze from him and continued to walk forward.

Li Yuan chased after him and followed his footsteps. Ye Zhuo placed his fingers on the black wooden surface and pushed open the door of the guest room. He walked in, but Li Yuan grabbed his wrist.

“Ye Zhuo, answer me.” Li Yuan said, “You’re going to the Immortal Realm, aren’t you?”