Before Ling Xiaolu and Yu Xiaoshan and his party left, they also made a special trip to the Wulin Alliance to visit Cheng Mo. That day happened to be the 15-day appointment between Cheng Mo and Zi Xiao.
Cheng Mo asked the kitchen to prepare food and wine, invited the young disciples of the Qingcheng Sect to entertain them, and then personally escorted them to the gate of the Wulin Alliance.
Ling Xiaolu was reluctant to part, “Alliance Leader Cheng, who knows when we will meet again?”
Cheng Mo laughed and touched his head. “Fate will allow us to meet again. Maybe at that time, you will already be the famous Great Hero Ling by then.”
Ling Xiaolu nodded vigorously, “En, I definitely will, and I will also become Alliance Leader Cheng’s good friend!”
Cheng Mo smiled lightly: “I will wait for you.”
Yu Xiaoshan pulled Ling Xiaolu back to his side, and said to Cheng Mo, “Thank you, Alliance Leader Cheng, for your hospitality. We will leave now.”
Cheng Mo cupped his hands and said: “A pleasant journey.”
Seeing Ling Xiaolu bouncing down the mountain, Cheng Mo smiled and was about to turn back when he suddenly, he felt a burst of panic in his heart. When he looked back at the dense woods beside the road, he saw the wind blowing and the leaves moving, nothing unusual. So he sighed inwardly, then turned and walked inside.
On this day, Zi Xiao did not show up, and the blood contract did not break out.
Cheng Mo was still uneasy in his heart. He knew that there was another possible reason that the blood contract did not activate. The day after he and Zi Xiao “connected”, he had done it again with Shu Changhua. He didn’t know exactly how the timing affected the onset of the blood contract.
After waiting two consecutive days in an anxious mood, Zi Xiao never showed up, and the blood contract never activated.
That thing between his legs seemed to have fallen asleep, soft and unconscious for more than ten days.
Cheng Mo became aware that he had started thinking about why Zi Xiao never showed up, whether he was caught up by some matter and was delayed, or he already came and left, refusing to meet him.
Until that night, Cheng Mo was awakened by a very slight sound of something breaking through the air. He opened his eyes and saw a paper ball on the table and a small hole in the window paper.
Cheng Mo flattened the paper ball and saw a few simple words on it: Since there is nothing wrong, I will leave first. The signature is Zi Xiao.
He hurriedly opened the door to chase after him, running straight to the mountain path outside the Wulin Alliance, but there was still no trace of Zi Xiao.
He still held the note left by Zi Xiao, thinking about the reason for Zi Xiao’s hasty farewell. Maybe his martial nephew’s affairs had not been solved yet, but rushed back anyway, worried that his blood contract would activate and silently guarded him for a few days.
Thinking of this, Cheng Mo’s heart trembled, and couldn’t help but worry. What kind of thing could make Zi Xiao run back and forth, unable to be resolved for so long?
The more Cheng Mo thought about it, the more unsettled he felt. He made up his mind to set off for Yunyang Mountain tomorrow to find Zi Xiao.
Cheng Mo packed up his bag the next day. When it was time to leave, Cheng San followed behind and asked, “Alliance Leader, I follow you?”
Cheng Mo said: “No need, you just stay in the Wulin Alliance to manage the house.” [tl: The Wulin Alliance isn’t a “house”, he’s just telling Cheng San to manage the domestic affairs of the Wulin Alliance.]
Cheng Mo traveled lightly, one person and one horse traveled from Linyuan City to Yunyang Mountain, a route that took only five or six days.
The closer Cheng Mo got to Zi Xiao, the more Cheng Mo felt a hard to describe feeling of expectancy and uneasiness. The two of them have been friends for many years, and Cheng Mo made no less than 5 trips to Yunyang Mountain before, but it was the first time he felt this way.
Yunyang Dao Sect was located halfway up Yunyang Mountain. The climb up the mountain was secluded road, the entirety of the path was lush greenery and clear spring water.
Cheng Mo led the horse up the mountain. When he arrived outside the silent Daoist temple, two outer Yunyang disciples wearing blue and white Daoist robes saw him and bowed and said, “Alliance Leader Cheng!”
Cheng Mo returned the greeting and asked, “Is Zi Xiao back?”
One of the disciples said: “The Sect Leader went up the mountain a day earlier than you, do you need us to send a message?”
Cheng Mo responded, “No, I will go in by myself.”
The two disciples said, “Understood, Alliance Leader Cheng, please.” [tl: in case you are new to CNovels, this sort of “please” is an invitation to enter, like a shortened form of “please come in”.]
Because he was a frequent visitor of the Yunyang Daoist Sect, during the entirety of Cheng Mo’s walk inside had disciples respectfully saluting him. He himself was also familiar with the path, he gave the horse he was leading to an inner disciple to lead to the stables, and then slowly walked towards to the innermost Xuanming Hall.
A disciple informed him that Zi Xiao was meditating in Xuanming Hall.
When Cheng Mo arrived, there was only Zi Xiao in the main chamber of Xuanming Hall. He was sitting upright on the middle prayer mat with his eyes closed. Under the dim light in the hall, the cinnabar dot between his eyebrows seemed particularly eye-catching.
What Cheng Mo never expected was that at the first sight of Zi Xiao, the blood contract in his body was immediately triggered. His legs suddenly felt a little soft, and he quickly reached out to support himself on the wooden doorframe beside him.
Zi Xiao opened his eyes and looked at him.
“I…” Cheng Mo only said one word, and couldn’t say anymore. His cheeks were flushed, and he looked at Zi Xiao, not knowing what to do.
Zi Xiao stood up, looked back at the statues of the Three Pure Ones behind him, and walked slowly towards Cheng Mo by the door. [tl: Three Pure Ones at the bottom]
He took Cheng Mo’s hand, “Come with me.”
In the next moment, Zi Xiao held Cheng Mo’s waist, leaped lightly with his feet, and rushed out. Zi Xiao moved extremely fast, almost none of the inner disciples noticed anything, and the two of them had already landed outside the Daoist temple.
It was a hidden wooded area, undisturbed by humans.
Zi Xiao stretched out his hand and pushed Cheng Mo towards a large tree with dense branches, cupped his chin and kissed his mouth.
The Three Pure Ones (三清神), also known as the Three Purities, are the highest deities in Taoism. They are Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, and Daode Tianzun. Here is a wikipedia page on them.
Before Ling Xiaolu and Yu Xiaoshan and his party left, they also made a special trip to the Wulin Alliance to visit Cheng Mo. That day happened to be the 15-day appointment between Cheng Mo and Zi Xiao.
Cheng Mo asked the kitchen to prepare food and wine, invited the young disciples of the Qingcheng Sect to entertain them, and then personally escorted them to the gate of the Wulin Alliance.
Ling Xiaolu was reluctant to part, “Alliance Leader Cheng, who knows when we will meet again?”
Cheng Mo laughed and touched his head. “Fate will allow us to meet again. Maybe at that time, you will already be the famous Great Hero Ling by then.”
Ling Xiaolu nodded vigorously, “En, I definitely will, and I will also become Alliance Leader Cheng’s good friend!”
Cheng Mo smiled lightly: “I will wait for you.”
Yu Xiaoshan pulled Ling Xiaolu back to his side, and said to Cheng Mo, “Thank you, Alliance Leader Cheng, for your hospitality. We will leave now.”
Cheng Mo cupped his hands and said: “A pleasant journey.”
Seeing Ling Xiaolu bouncing down the mountain, Cheng Mo smiled and was about to turn back when he suddenly, he felt a burst of panic in his heart. When he looked back at the dense woods beside the road, he saw the wind blowing and the leaves moving, nothing unusual. So he sighed inwardly, then turned and walked inside.
On this day, Zi Xiao did not show up, and the blood contract did not break out.
Cheng Mo was still uneasy in his heart. He knew that there was another possible reason that the blood contract did not activate. The day after he and Zi Xiao “connected”, he had done it again with Shu Changhua. He didn’t know exactly how the timing affected the onset of the blood contract.
After waiting two consecutive days in an anxious mood, Zi Xiao never showed up, and the blood contract never activated.
That thing between his legs seemed to have fallen asleep, soft and unconscious for more than ten days.
Cheng Mo became aware that he had started thinking about why Zi Xiao never showed up, whether he was caught up by some matter and was delayed, or he already came and left, refusing to meet him.
Until that night, Cheng Mo was awakened by a very slight sound of something breaking through the air. He opened his eyes and saw a paper ball on the table and a small hole in the window paper.
Cheng Mo flattened the paper ball and saw a few simple words on it: Since there is nothing wrong, I will leave first. The signature is Zi Xiao.
He hurriedly opened the door to chase after him, running straight to the mountain path outside the Wulin Alliance, but there was still no trace of Zi Xiao.
He still held the note left by Zi Xiao, thinking about the reason for Zi Xiao’s hasty farewell. Maybe his martial nephew’s affairs had not been solved yet, but rushed back anyway, worried that his blood contract would activate and silently guarded him for a few days.
Thinking of this, Cheng Mo’s heart trembled, and couldn’t help but worry. What kind of thing could make Zi Xiao run back and forth, unable to be resolved for so long?
The more Cheng Mo thought about it, the more unsettled he felt. He made up his mind to set off for Yunyang Mountain tomorrow to find Zi Xiao.
Cheng Mo packed up his bag the next day. When it was time to leave, Cheng San followed behind and asked, “Alliance Leader, I follow you?”
Cheng Mo said: “No need, you just stay in the Wulin Alliance to manage the house.” [tl: The Wulin Alliance isn’t a “house”, he’s just telling Cheng San to manage the domestic affairs of the Wulin Alliance.]
Cheng Mo traveled lightly, one person and one horse traveled from Linyuan City to Yunyang Mountain, a route that took only five or six days.
The closer Cheng Mo got to Zi Xiao, the more Cheng Mo felt a hard to describe feeling of expectancy and uneasiness. The two of them have been friends for many years, and Cheng Mo made no less than 5 trips to Yunyang Mountain before, but it was the first time he felt this way.
Yunyang Dao Sect was located halfway up Yunyang Mountain. The climb up the mountain was secluded road, the entirety of the path was lush greenery and clear spring water.
Cheng Mo led the horse up the mountain. When he arrived outside the silent Daoist temple, two outer Yunyang disciples wearing blue and white Daoist robes saw him and bowed and said, “Alliance Leader Cheng!”
Cheng Mo returned the greeting and asked, “Is Zi Xiao back?”
One of the disciples said: “The Sect Leader went up the mountain a day earlier than you, do you need us to send a message?”
Cheng Mo responded, “No, I will go in by myself.”
The two disciples said, “Understood, Alliance Leader Cheng, please.” [tl: in case you are new to CNovels, this sort of “please” is an invitation to enter, like a shortened form of “please come in”.]
Because he was a frequent visitor of the Yunyang Daoist Sect, during the entirety of Cheng Mo’s walk inside had disciples respectfully saluting him. He himself was also familiar with the path, he gave the horse he was leading to an inner disciple to lead to the stables, and then slowly walked towards to the innermost Xuanming Hall.
A disciple informed him that Zi Xiao was meditating in Xuanming Hall.
When Cheng Mo arrived, there was only Zi Xiao in the main chamber of Xuanming Hall. He was sitting upright on the middle prayer mat with his eyes closed. Under the dim light in the hall, the cinnabar dot between his eyebrows seemed particularly eye-catching.
What Cheng Mo never expected was that at the first sight of Zi Xiao, the blood contract in his body was immediately triggered. His legs suddenly felt a little soft, and he quickly reached out to support himself on the wooden doorframe beside him.
Zi Xiao opened his eyes and looked at him.
“I…” Cheng Mo only said one word, and couldn’t say anymore. His cheeks were flushed, and he looked at Zi Xiao, not knowing what to do.
Zi Xiao stood up, looked back at the statues of the Three Pure Ones behind him, and walked slowly towards Cheng Mo by the door. [tl: Three Pure Ones at the bottom]
He took Cheng Mo’s hand, “Come with me.”
In the next moment, Zi Xiao held Cheng Mo’s waist, leaped lightly with his feet, and rushed out. Zi Xiao moved extremely fast, almost none of the inner disciples noticed anything, and the two of them had already landed outside the Daoist temple.
It was a hidden wooded area, undisturbed by humans.
Zi Xiao stretched out his hand and pushed Cheng Mo towards a large tree with dense branches, cupped his chin and kissed his mouth.
The Three Pure Ones (三清神), also known as the Three Purities, are the highest deities in Taoism. They are Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, and Daode Tianzun. Here is a wikipedia page on them.
