Chapter 251
Chapter 251
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 0
Chapter Title: Perfected Being Miaoyin's Enticement
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Watching Lu Yang—who was clearly trying his hardest to hold back, yet still betraying a hint of impatience—Perfected Being Miaoyin kept her smile in place while sneering to herself.
Heh, men!
The next moment, she took a proactive step back. Moments ago, she had been all seductive allure; now, she reverted to her elegant, dignified poise.
She knew exactly what men like him were thinking. If you wanted to beguile someone with beauty, throwing yourself at them was the crudest tactic. The real art was to play hard to get—men craved what they couldn't have. Only by stringing him along, teasing and pulling back, could she truly gain control.
"What do you say, Fellow Daoist? Shall we talk?"
Perfected Being Miaoyin's voice was soft and gentle, as if her earlier flirtatious words had been an innocent slip, with no real intent behind them.
The unpredictability made it all the more tantalizing!
Sure enough, Lu Yang's restless eagerness grew even more pronounced. His words tumbled out faster.
"Madam hasn't yet said why she's come to me this time."
"This humble wife wishes to make a trip to the Ten Thousand Martial Realm to gather qi and bolster my qi reserves."
"Yet the outer heavens are fraught with peril, and this wife has no one to protect her."
Perfected Being Miaoyin sighed.
"In the past, my husband aided me, but now that he has passed, this wife truly cannot find a trustworthy companion."
With that, she glanced up at Lu Yang again. Every word, every gesture, every subtle expression perfectly conveyed the vulnerability and helplessness beneath her dignified facade—a fresh widow's sorrow, amplified by her unique status as his former superior's wife. It was enough to stir the hearts of many.
Lu Yang seemed no exception.
"I accept!"
He thumped his chest and laughed heartily.
"As it happens, I was planning to venture to the outer heavens for qi myself. We can travel together, watch each other's backs."
"My thanks, Fellow Daoist!"
Perfected Being Miaoyin lit up with a touch of genuine-seeming gratitude. A faint, alluring blush colored her previously pale, exquisite features.
"This trip, this wife has invited only you. I hope you will take pity on me."
She dipped in a curtsey, her words ripe for misinterpretation, yet delivered with utmost propriety—as if there were no hidden meaning at all.
Lu Yang's expression grew even harder to contain.
But Perfected Being Miaoyin did not linger. She summoned a beam of escaping light amid a waft of fragrance and departed, denying him the chance to respond.
"..."
After seeing Perfected Being Miaoyin off, Lu Yang schooled his features. Ancestor Tingyou appeared silently behind him, looking at him with faint concern.
"Yuantu, you aren't really taken with her, are you?"
Ancestor Tingyou was joking, Ancestor.
Lu Yang turned, his earlier eager face now a mask of cool detachment. His eyes were serene as he spoke flatly.
"She wants to harm me!"
After a moment's thought, he added,
"To be precise, this woman is colluding with someone who means me ill—she's setting a trap!"
"..."
"Eh?"
Ancestor Tingyou blinked, thinking that while he did want Lu Yang to be wary of the woman and not succumb to her charms, wasn't this a bit extreme?
"Surely not?"
"What's not to believe?" Lu Yang glanced at Ancestor Tingyou and lowered his voice.
"Ancestor, this is the Primal Saint Sect! Such things aren't strange here!"
It was just the sect's style!
Ancestor Tingyou wanted to argue but realized that in the Primal Saint Sect, it wasn't impossible. He shifted tack.
"What makes you say that?"
"The proof is that she came to me of her own accord!"
Lu Yang's expression was calm as he analyzed.
"Why seek me out proactively? Just because she thinks I'm a lecher who can be manipulated?"
——What else?
Seeing Ancestor Tingyou's odd look, Lu Yang guessed his thoughts and couldn't help saying,
"You know me, Ancestor."
"Am I the sort to chase skirts?"
Ancestor Tingyou inwardly grumbled that it was precisely because he knew Lu Yang so well that he worried the man might lose his head over a pretty face.
Lu Yang could only explain helplessly.
"I won't deny she wants to toy with me, but that's standard playbook for a Primal Saint Sect Perfected Being—means nothing. Look past the surface to the essence: no matter her tactics, her coming to me unprompted is wrong!"
"Because she's the one holding the advantage."
"She has detailed intelligence on the Ten Thousand Martial Realm. If I want to gather qi there, I'm at her mercy—the weaker party."
"In that scenario, any competent Primal Saint Sect Perfected Being would hold out for the highest bidder to maximize gain. Yet she comes to me directly."
"She must want something big!"
"So big she thinks I won't agree—so big she deigns to approach as the superior party. That can only mean she wants my life!"
Ancestor Tingyou struggled to keep a straight face.
"That's just your suspicion, right? Mostly conjecture. You're painting the bullseye after shooting the arrow—assuming malice from the start."
There were plenty of reasonable explanations for Lu Yang's concerns: Perfected Being Miaoyin, distraught over Chongguang's death, had lost her composure; or maybe she hadn't thought it through; or perhaps because Lu Yang had spoken face-to-face with Perfected Being Feixue, she feared he already knew about the Ten Thousand Martial Realm.
Lu Yang didn't deny it.
He had indeed retrofitted his motives assuming she had ulterior designs on him. But he saw no issue with that.
"When dealing with Primal Saint Sect Perfected Beings, you can never be too cautious!"
Unless it was someone like Madam Ruo Xiang, whose cultivation fell short of his own—only then would Lu Yang treat her casually. But Perfected Being Miaoyin was worlds apart from Madam Ruo Xiang.
She was at the peak of mid-stage Foundation Establishment!
Not to mention, as Chongguang's former dao companion, who knew what treasures she'd squirreled away? In a fight, she might even outmatch Ye Guyue.
Lu Yang would never take such a foe lightly.
"Better to believe it and prepare than dismiss it." With that thought, Lu Yang rose.
"I need to visit the Manifest Law Pavilion and prepare in advance."
In the Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea, on Hearing Dao Mountain.
This was Perfected Being Miaoyin's abode. She descended amid fragrance in a beam of escaping light and sealed the grandest hall at its heart.
For this hall was none other than a superior spirit treasure called the Court of Proper Restraint, wondrous in function much like Lu Yang's Star Concealment Brilliance. Once the doors closed, all causality was concealed—what transpired within was nigh impossible to divine, unless a True Lord intervened.
Within the hall, Perfected Being Miaoyin produced a round mirror.
Its surface gleamed smoothly. She brushed it lightly, channeling mana, and brilliant radiance bloomed, revealing myriad scenes.
Soon, a voice emerged.
"Fellow Daoist, calling me at this hour—quite the coincidence."
The voice was clear and refined, like a scholar's. As the mirror's image sharpened, it revealed a handsome young man, just as expected.
"Suo Huan."
Perfected Being Miaoyin's tone was even as she said softly,
"I've found you a top-grade qi source."
"..."
"Oh?"
Suo Huan's brows rose.
"Top-grade? That's no idle claim. Does Fellow Daoist mean an object... or a person?"
"Naturally, a person!"
Perfected Being Miaoyin murmured,
"Cultivated for a century, reached mid-stage Foundation Establishment in one lifetime. Now seeking peak mid-stage. Wouldn't you call that top-grade?"
Suo Huan's eyes narrowed at her words.
"Indeed... top-grade."