IS Chapter 25
by VolareDragons have always had a tradition of loving fancy clothes and beautiful ornaments. When Li Yuan was in the Dragon Realm, he was focused on cultivation and didn’t really think about it.
But now he was interested in seeing what the Second Palace Master Ye was wearing.
In any case, the previous clothes were unwearable.
“Where are your clothes? I’ll go get them.”
Ye Zhuo indicated a side room with his eyes.
Li Yuan found that Ye Zhuo actually had a lot of clothes.
Naturally, red was the most common color, with occasional touches of snow-white. All were finely tailored and exquisitely embroidered, with magic patterns flowing on them. They were all magic robes of no low quality. The clothes were neatly arranged in categories in the side room. He wondered who took care of them—they had good taste, and if there was a chance, he could ask later.
Li Yuan looked them over one by one.
They all suited this person, but he had never seen him wear them. He usually just grabbed some clothes with simple patterns that were easy to fight in.
Speaking of which, the entire Micro-Snow Palace seemed to dress in this style, the only difference being the amount of red and white. And Ye Zhuo had the most red among them.
Since he was meeting a visitor and also sparring, he should be dignified but not overly elaborate.
Li Yuan pondered for a moment, chose a satisfactory one, and brought it to Ye Zhuo.
Along with the clothes, he also offered a pill.
Ye Zhuo didn’t take it. “I’m fine right now.”
“On you,” Li Yuan reminded.
This person really didn’t like looking in the mirror.
Ye Zhuo silently glanced at himself and swallowed the pill.
Li Yuan fastened his bracers and waist belt.
There was a bright embroidery of the Ten Directions Lotus on his waist belt, which was exceptionally beautiful.
While he was studying human hairpins and crowns, Ye Zhuo had already casually taken one of them and tied up his hair before walking out.
Well, that would do.
When they went outside, there was a new moon in the sky, like a hook of frost and snow.
Ye Zhuo: “…”
Didn’t someone say ten days?
Li Yuan also looked up at the moon.
—There seemed to be an error.
But now that things had come to this, there was nothing anyone could do to him.
Ye Zhuo took a deep breath. “Barrier.”
Li Yuan removed the barrier. Immediately, several streaks of light flew over, which were divine sense messages from other people.
Among them were Feng Jiang’s concerns, asking if Ah Zhou was well.
There was also a message from Wei Sheng Xian, first informing Ye Zhuo that a guest had come to visit, surnamed Su, who used a sword and wanted to find him and a Dao friend named “Li Yuan.”
Soon, the next message came: Not here? It’s okay, just cultivate in peace. Dao friend Su is very determined to wait for you, and I will play chess with him.
Feng Jiang’s concerns became even more eager, asking if the Second Palace Master had died and requesting that he keep his Life-Bound Jade Tablet lit.
Ye Zhuo replied with two short words: Not dead.
If he were to die, he would definitely drag Li Yuan down with him.
Li Yuan felt a fleeting sense of danger, but he was used to this feeling.
“The sword is here,” he said.
Micro-Snow Palace, Main Peak.
Su Yizhen felt that he should have been playing chess with Palace Master Wei Sheng for a very long time.
He couldn’t tell how long it had been, but he just felt that time was exceptionally long. Could it be that he had also become a woodcutter who encountered immortals? Su Yizhen was puzzled.
Finally, on this night, there seemed to be fluctuations coming from the direction of Misty Green Peak.
Gleams of light flew over.
Palace Master Feng Jiang showed a kind expression, and Palace Master Wei Sheng also smiled.
“Second Palace Master has come out of seclusion,” Wei Sheng Xian said. “Dao friend Su, it seems that our chess game will have to be continued another day.”
Actually, there was no need to continue. But Su Yizhen still politely said, “Okay.”
Then he thought for a moment and asked, “I wonder where Brother Li Yuan is?”
“…”
But there was no need for Wei Sheng Xian to answer.
Two figures came from the direction of Misty Green Peak and landed on the main peak of Micro-Snow.
“Ah Zhou,” Feng Jiang said as he stepped forward.
Ye Zhuo responded and walked forward. Feng Jiang blinked and looked at Li Yuan. “Brother Li Yuan, hello.”
Li Yuan: “Hello, Brother Feng Jiang.”
Wei Sheng Xian also greeted them with a smile.
The Micro-Snow Palace was harmonious, and they seemed to have a good relationship, Su Yizhen thought.
After more than ten days apart, Brother Li Yuan was still as composed as he was when they last met, like a bright moon, pine breeze, mountains, and the Northern Sea, making people feel close to him. He wondered what his sword would be like.
But he didn’t have much mind to think about these things.
Su Yizhen’s gaze fell on Ye Zhuo, who was slowly looking at him.
So, he was such a person.
Actually, Su Yizhen didn’t know much about Ye Zhuo.
He only knew that the Second Palace Master Ye of the Micro-Snow Palace cultivated the Path of Emotionless Sword, and everyone said that he was the Number One Sword Under Heaven. If asked further, people would tell him, “You’ll know when you see him.”
But now that he had really seen this person, he was completely different from what he had expected.
A sword cultivator of the Path of Emotionlessness should perhaps wear white clothes.
Perhaps, he should hold a frost-like sword, as lonely and cold as the bright moon in the sky, the ice and snow on the mountain peaks.
Ye Zhuo also looked at Su Yizhen.
The sword was very good, clear and bright all over, and in perfect harmony with the person holding the sword.
Great Yao Meteor Crystal, so it was destined to be here.
The atmosphere became strangely silent. The other three present sensed something and had already voluntarily retreated to a distance.
“Brother Li Yuan, come, come, come. Osmanthus honey dew.”
In the center, Su Yizhen was still staring at Ye Zhuo, as if he were seeing something too intense, too different from usual.
A hook of a crescent moon in the sky shone on Ye Zhuo’s body.
That kind of cold, glittering, and beautiful light, adorned with red lotus-like robes, actually appeared almostyaoyi-demonic/bewitching.
He felt inexplicably suppressed in his heart.
Su Yizhen subconsciously grasped the blade of his Life-Bound Sword, and a sense of intuition emerged in his heart.
—Perhaps, he should not have met this person.
However, he had to come and meet this person.
The Path of the Sword was like a mountain of ancient times.
And he had come here to climb the mountain and seek the Dao.
—The Number One Sword, he would ask about the pinnacle of the sword in this world.
“Second Palace Master Ye, I have long admired you,” Su Yizhen said. “Su Yizhen of the Upper Purity Sword Sect has come to seek the Dao. My sword’s name is Great Mystery.”
“Pleased to meet you,” Ye Zhuo nodded slightly, his expression showing no contempt towards Su Yizhen.
“My sword’s name is No Self.”
Actually, it was rare to hear the Second Palace Master Ye formally introduce his Life-Bound Sword like this.