Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 543 - 348 Jiatiange’s Planning_2

Chapter 543: Chapter 348 Jiatiange’s Planning_2

"Hmm... it seems he took advantage of the calamity of the strange ghosts, when the battlefield was tense, and Jiatiange was left unguarded, to sneak in and comprehend the Yantian stele."

"....."

Luo Xiran sighed.

The opportunity and timing were both right, the little devil hadn’t lied to her.

The place where the Yantian stele was located was indeed the seclusion site of the Pavilion Master of Jiatiange, and at the time he betrayed and fled, it was exactly when she, the Pavilion Master, was out encircling and slaughtering Saint-strange ghosts.

She remembered that she, the Pavilion Master, seemed to have only been out for a month.

That is to say, back then, his comprehension of the Yantian stele took less than a month.....

With these thoughts, Luo Xiran’s bright eyes slowly fell.

The morning breeze gently brushed past the window drapes, and as she gazed at her own reflection in the cup, she sighed softly in her heart.

In less than a month, he had comprehended the Heavenly Word Mantra.

Ha, so it turns out that the guy had intentionally lost to her back then.....

"..."

Lost in thought, Luo Xiran suddenly realized something was approaching her.

She slightly lifted her gaze, only to see the little devil’s smile that seemed both mocking and sincere.

Xu Yuanmo stroked his chin, teasingly said:

"What, after ten thousand years you’ve just discovered the virtues of your own brother?"

As he spoke, Xu Yuan extended his hand to pat her shoulder, laughing as he said:

"But you’re not in the situation where ’children want to nourish their parents, but the parents aren’t there to be cared for.’ The disaster lingers for a thousand years, but Old Man Luo is still alive. You just call me ’brother’ now, and once I return to the Imperial Capital, I’ll reunite you two."

Staring at his smug face, Luo Xiran directly slapped away his hand with a "smack" and refused coldly:

"No need."

Xu Yuan licked his lips, his eyes holding a playful gleam.

Hasn’t she realized that haughtiness was out of fashion a long time ago?

Before he could speak, Luo Xiran’s businesslike voice came through:

"I’m telling you these things today only because the Saintess has passed on the Yantian Art to you."

Great, she thinks he’s trying to recruit her.

However, Xu Yuan didn’t plan to clarify the misunderstanding; he shook his head and asked in a low voice:

"All right, all right, so how does one comprehend this Yantian Art?"

Luo Xiran glanced at him:

"Didn’t you just comprehend it once?"

Xu Yuan was startled, then hesitantly asked:

"I can just recall it directly?"

Luo Xiran’s lips curled up slightly:

"Don’t ask me, I don’t know either. My earlier words were just a deduction based on the aura coming from your body."

Xu Yuan frowned:

"Haven’t you comprehended the Yantian stele before?"

Luo Xiran’s eyes, clear as a blue lake, curved up at the edges:

"Right, little devil, you also know that back then I comprehended the Yantian stele."

"...."

Xu Yuan fell silent.

Great, both Old Man Luo’s siblings are of the same ilk, always feigning ignorance when it comes to important matters.

Seeing his reaction, Luo Xiran spoke soothingly:

"Little devil, don’t worry, with the comprehension ability of an Innate Taoist Body...."

"Don’t group me with the previous Innate Taoist Bodies, I’m special."

"....." Luo Xiran.

After giving the nonsensical little devil a blank look, Luo Xiran said leisurely:

"Little devil, actually compared to..."

"Hey, can you stop calling me ’little devil’?"

"Are you angry?"

"No."

"Then, I can’t stop." Luo Xiran’s lips held a playful smile, her mirth clear.

Xu Yuan stared at her for several breaths, then nodded his head and smiled ambiguously:

"Fine, I remember my sworn sister’s body is still in that Underground Palace, in the future I’ll just go...."

Luo Xiran’s smile froze, and her eyebrows shot up:

"You dare?!"

Xu Yuan, seeing the anger in her eyes, laughed:

"Just call me ’little devil’ again and find out if I dare in the future?"

"....."

Luo Xiran’s hand clenched until it creaked, and after a long moment, she exhaled deeply:

"Xu Yuan...."

"What?" Xu Yuan laughed: "Not calling me ’little devil’ anymore?"

Give an inch, and he’ll take a mile. A little devil is still a little devil.

With a light snort in his heart, Luo Xiran didn’t respond to the other’s provocation and softly reminded:

"Actually, instead of being concerned about the Saintess passing you the cultivation technique, you should think about why she passed it to you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan’s eyes narrowed, and he chuckled:

"Xiran, whatever you can think of, I can think of as well."

Luo Xiran snorted softly:

"The Saintess must want you to remember certain things by passing you the cultivation technique, but do you know if she did this with the Pavilion Master’s approval?"

"....."

Xu Yuan suddenly felt a sinking feeling and his tone turned serious in an instant:

"Was this matter explained to me by Tianyan and Li Qingyan after I passed out last night?"

"Yes," Luo Xiran nodded. "Even if I hadn’t mentioned it, Wu Yuan would probably have told you later."

Silence followed.

Xu Yuan’s eyes softly narrowed.

He could roughly guess Tianyan’s motive, but why would the Heaven’s Watchtower Master allow him to comprehend the Yantian Art?

Considering how tightly Jiatiange locks down the Yantian Art, not even their own Saint is allowed unfettered access, let alone letting an outsider like him touch such a foundational treasure.

If Tianyan is naive, could the Pavilion Master also be naive?

So, is this them preparing to accept him as their son-in-law?

No sooner had this thought crossed his mind, Xu Yuan found it somewhat ludicrous.

Unless Jiatiange fully sides with the Prime Minister’s Mansion, it’s a completely unfounded supposition.

But the gap between the interests of Jiatiange and the Prime Minister’s Mansion ran much deeper than those between the Mansion and the Imperial Family, almost unfathomably so.

His thoughts raced, one conjecture after another arising in his mind and then being dismissed.

As time silently ticked by, Xu Yuan eventually gave up on thinking.

He couldn’t figure it out.

The greatest possibility he could imagine was that Tianyan’s mentor sought to restore his memory, then use the fondness borne of over a decade of shared hardships between him and Tianyan to accomplish some purpose.

But even this possibility was denied by Xu Yuan himself.

Because when he had broken free from the illusions in the Qionghua Secret Realm, his attitude towards Tianyan had already made it clear that this approach would not work.

His rationality was able to suppress his emotions.

Seeing the slightly dismayed young man, Luo Xiran let out a hum of laughter:

"Well?"

Xu Yuan rolled his eyes:

"I don’t know."

Luo Xiran frowned slightly upon seeing his unruly appearance and warned:

"So you’re just going to let it be? You should already understand the importance of the Yantian Art to my Jiatiange; if this scheme isn’t handled properly, it could be a matter of life and death."

Emptying the fragrant tea in his cup with one gulp, Xu Yuan retorted:

"And what if I do know? With the little information currently available, I can’t conjecture what Tianyan’s mentor wants to do. Surely I can’t expect a guess made by shooting an arrow before the target is drawn to be correct, can I?"

Speaking of this, Xu Yuan slowly stood up, waved his hand behind him, and began walking towards the door:

"When I see Tianyan again, I plan to just ask her directly. That’s the simplest and most straightforward way."

Watching his retreating figure, Luo Xiran asked:

"Where are you going?"

"To find Li Qingyan. You said she watched over me all night; I should at least go thank her, right?"

Xu Yuan reached the door of the private room, resting his hand on the doorknob and glancing back half-way: "Are you coming?"

Luo Xiran’s gaze was mockingly humorous:

"Such an important matter, and you trust me with it?"

At that, Xu Yuan grinned, lifting a finger and wagging it in the air at his sworn sister:

"So considerate~ I’m very pleased indeed."

With that, he casually removed the Blood God Jade Pendant from around his neck and tossed it to Luo Xiran:

"I will return soon."

Luo Xiran caught the Jade Pendant nonchalantly and gave Xu Yuan a cold sidelong glance:

"Quick with words, just hurry along."

Saying no more, he turned his attention back to the tea table and began to drink in earnest.

...

Stepping out of the private chamber, he found himself in a long, circular corridor. Looking down the plush carpet laid upon the floor, it was devoid of people.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan’s expression became slightly puzzled.

Given the furnishings he had seen in that room, it was clear this Hook Bar was of the most extravagantly lavish sort.

Typically, at such high-class establishments, there would always be maids or young servants standing by the corridors outside the private rooms, waiting for customers’ commands.

The absence of anyone hinted that they might have been dismissed...

It seemed the Crown Prince had indeed been quite the generous host, yet why had he chosen this Hook Bar as the meeting place?

His boots stepping onto the plush carpet, Xu Yuan, while fastening his open brocade robe, called out loudly:

"Servants, I am awake; I would like to have breakfast."

"...." No one responded.

Upon witnessing this, Xu Yuan roughly understood there might be a silencing array. After a brief thought, the corners of his lips curled into a smile:

"Not coming out, hm? Servants, I want to see the Crown Prince’s companion!"