Chapter 165: Chapter 163: Convenience, Pressure

「A few days later.」

As promised, Fang Yang retrieved the set of battle armor and the battle lance from Sen Hui.

He mounted his Frost Horse, clad in white-robed heavy armor and wielding the Crimson Purple Battle Lance, and stood atop a mountain peak.

His eyes were cold. The Carp Eagle’s phantom transformed into a diagram of a crimson-purple yin-yang fish, which reflected behind him and released a brilliant aura of lightning and fire that enveloped him.

The mountain wind blew, making his black hair flutter and lending him an additional air of profound charm.

"Not bad, not bad at all," Sen Hui said with a beaming smile, extremely satisfied.

Fang Yang was also very satisfied.

Setting aside the fact that he looked much more impressive, the increase in his combat power was the true reason for his joy.

Right now, it was like he had traded a musket for a cannon. His combat strength had jumped by at least a whole level!

Don’t just see it as a simple change to a better set of armor. For someone like him, an equipment upgrade was a terrifyingly significant transformation.

Clad in heavy armor, charging on a warhorse... one could only imagine what a fearsome sight that would be.

Under Sen Hui’s watchful gaze, Fang Yang put away the battle armor.

The next moment, he had once again become that handsome, elegant young man in the black and white Daoist robe.

...

As time passed, more and more people arrived in the area of the Thunder-Control Celestial Heaven-Reaching Pagoda.

And with them, they brought one piece of intelligence after another.

For example, rumors of where a Saint’s legacy might be found, or where a special Pet Beast might be sighted, and all sorts of other similar news.

「The Fang Clan’s gathering place.」

「The Aqua Blue Palace.」

Fang Hao whispered, "I didn’t expect the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy grounds to open. I’m afraid Dao Seeds like Chen Kui, Sen You, and Qingkong will be making their moves because of this."

"The Black Moon Great Saint..." Fang Min’s beautiful eyes sparkled.

She tilted her head slightly and asked Fang Yang with a smile, "Ah Yang, do you want to go treasure hunting with me?"

Should he go to the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy grounds?

Of course Fang Yang was going to participate.

He knew that the opportunity he needed, the Heart of the Black Moon Water Kun, was located in the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy grounds.

If nothing else, he still had a map in his storage bag—a map of the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy grounds.

Just then, the ball of light in Fang Yang’s mind flickered and formed words:

[The Great Saint’s legacy has manifested, and heroes vie to be first. Yet the changes are unpredictable; choose your path with caution.]

[Mid-Upper Fortune: When the Black Kunchen Illusion appears on the bright moon, rush to the northern end of Guanlin. You can obtain a Tier Four opportunity. It can be expanded upon later. Before expansion, there is no risk and no future trouble. Auspicious.]

[Neutral Fortune: When the Black Kunchen Illusion appears on the bright moon, ascend Moonfall Cliff. You can be nourished by rich moonlight. No extra gains, no extra risks. Neutral.]

[Mid-Lower Fortune: Approach Soul Falling Black Mountain. Your Soul Foundation may grow, but it hides great risk. Inauspicious.]

Seeing these fortunes, Fang Yang’s eyes gradually brightened.

The ball of light in his mind didn’t activate every time he went to train in a legacy ground or a place of great danger.

For instance, it hadn’t activated during his previous training at the Thunder-Control Celestial Heaven-Reaching Pagoda.

But now, for this trip to the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy, the fortunes had appeared.

Regardless of the final outcome, his safety was basically guaranteed.

Under these circumstances, Fang Yang had already made his decision.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly. "Alright, I’ll go treasure hunting in the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy with Sister Min."

In that instant, Fang Min, Fang Hao, Second Uncle Fang, and the others all snapped their heads up.

Fang Yang’s decision had caught them completely by surprise.

In their eyes, Fang Yang’s most important task right now should have been to accompany Sen Hui and win her favor.

The three of them looked at each other, at a loss for words.

But in the end, Second Uncle Fang cleared his throat. "COUGH. You can go, but Ah Yang, shouldn’t you ask Xiaohui if she wants to go with you?"

Ask Xiaohui... Fang Yang nodded calmly.

He had enjoyed the conveniences that came with Sen Hui, so naturally, he had to bear the pressure she brought as well. This was perfectly normal.

...

The sky was dim, shrouded in dark clouds.

A light rain fell, tapping against the lake and creating ring after ring of ripples.

When it struck the lotus leaves, it made a pleasant DRIP, DROP, DRIP, DROP sound.

「In the lake pavilion.」

Fang Yang and Sen Hui were enjoying the rain and brewing tea, a hint of leisure in the air. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

The aroma of the tea drifted out, causing the fish in the lake to swarm wildly. Even the strained tea leaves and water were enough to make them fight over the scraps.

Just then, Sen Hui stood up to pour tea for Fang Yang.

Fang Yang looked up, his face coming incredibly close to her beautiful, fair-skinned one.

The distance between them was extremely intimate.

According to the Confucian scholars of the Great Xuan Dynasty, such an act violated the taboo of keeping a proper distance between men and women, and Fang Yang should have been beaten to death with clubs for it!

Of course, even in the Great Xuan Dynasty, as long as it was done behind closed doors, no one could say a thing.

Besides, this was the Xuan Domain, the territory of the Golden Clan.

"Xiaohui."

Fang Yang said softly, "Tomorrow at noon, I’m going with Second Uncle and Sister Min to the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy grounds to do some treasure hunting."

The tea continued to pour into the cup, and a thick steam rose, making it difficult for Fang Yang to see Sen Hui’s expression.

At this moment, Sen Hui was gently biting her red lip, her expression hesitant.

’Her thoughts were a tangled mess.’

’She didn’t want Fang Yang to go to the Black Moon Great Saint’s legacy grounds. At the very least, she wanted to go with him.’

’But she was also worried that her presence would distract Fang Yang.’

’Her heart was in turmoil, just like before.’

It could only be said that she wasn’t an overbearing person like Sen Yue or Sen Wei, so she would always respect Fang Yang’s decisions to the fullest.

"I’ll be back soon, don’t worry," Fang Yang said with a faint smile.

He stood up and faced Sen Hui.

Then, he placed both hands on Sen Hui’s shoulders.

"BOOM—"

Just then, a massive bolt of lightning flashed across the dim sky, as ferocious and angry as a thunder dragon.

The lightning bolt instantly illuminated the entire lake, revealing a divine might like that of heavenly punishment, striking fear and terror into the hearts of all who witnessed it.

In that instant, a chill shot up Fang Yang’s spine and into his mind, causing the great dragon of his spine to tremble and shudder.

He knew, with near certainty, that this was Sen Wei warning him not to go too far.

"The tea’s gotten cold. Let me pour you a fresh cup," Fang Yang said, forcing himself to remain calm.

He unhurriedly guided Sen Hui back to her seat and poured her tea.

「A moment later.」

The two chatted idly, talking about the skills of an Alchemist Doctor and their past experiences, such as their studies in the academy...

In truth, much of what Fang Yang said was just nonsense, but Sen Hui listened with a constant smile in her eyes, looking very happy.

This change in her was actually quite unexpected for Fang Yang.

...

「Half an hour later.」

Fang Yang left, and Sen Wei arrived soon after.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Sen Wei walked slowly to the Lake Heart Pavilion.

Her expression was gentle as she said:

"A Flying Eagle is naturally drawn to the sky. As long as you build a good nest, Fang Yang will naturally return to roost."

"Besides, with his current strength, he’s more than capable of surviving an encounter with an ordinary Tier Five Cultivator."

"Someone like that Cyan Aura is no match for him!"

Sen Hui, who was tidying up the tea set, answered with a timid murmur.

She knew her older sister Sen Wei treated her extremely well, but she just couldn’t relax and talk freely with her.

Her posture made Sen Wei sigh internally.

’Could it be that the immense pressure my brother and I put on Xiaohui with our overbearing nature still hasn’t faded?’