Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1410: 1369: Departing for the Southern Border

Chapter 1410: Chapter 1369: Departing for the Southern Border

“You two, that’s enough. There’s no point in injuring each other. On this expedition to the Southern Border, we’ll need one another’s help. While Yun Yan can sense the changes in the Old Lands of Qingqiu, she’s been sealed and knows nothing about the upheavals in the Southern Border over the years.”

“Yun Ji carries the King’s Blood of the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox Clan. With her around, many troubles can be easily resolved. This is a win-win situation for us.”

“I just refuse to team up with her! Unless you make her roll out of your body!”

“Do you think I’m enjoying this? Watching her in bed with different women every day—it’s beyond boring, alright?”

“Damn, you can see that?”

Lu Chuan’s face turned red instantly upon hearing this. He stammered, “Why didn’t you say that earlier!”

“What’s the point of saying it? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before. You humans are so strange—something that could be resolved quickly, you insist on wasting so much time. What benefit does it bring? You’re seriously devolving.”

Yun Yan snorted coldly and continued, “In any case, once we set out, I’ll do my best to help you all based on my memories. As for other matters, you’ll have to rely on your own situational judgment. But I will repeat myself—if we encounter people of the Miao surname, do not provoke them. That’s all.”

After finishing, Yun Yan retracted her aura and returned to the Demon Suppression Pagoda. Lu Chuan remained rooted in place, stunned, with Yun Yan’s words replaying in his mind.

Does this mean everything he’s done these past few days has been seen by Yun Yan?

Damn it! Isn’t there a way to block her?

Catching sight of Lu Chuan’s distressed expression, Yun Ji covered her mouth with a giggle and said, “Don’t listen to her nonsense. It’s actually quite enjoyable. What does she know?”

“Really?”

“Of course. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Fuxiang.”

“No need for that. I’m confident in my own skills. Speaking of which, I ran into Fuxiang earlier—she said she wouldn’t be accompanying us on this trip.”

Yun Ji slightly nodded and replied, “Fuxiang isn’t of King’s Blood; she was merely adopted by me and raised from a young age. Whether she comes or not makes little difference. Besides, she’s only at the Golden Core Realm; the Southern Border is too perilous for her.”

“That makes sense. Then let’s have her remain in Cloud City.”

“No need. I’ve already sent her ahead to the Demon Tribe. After all, someone needs to hold the fort. If I’m not there, Fuxiang can act in my stead.”

As she spoke, Yun Ji stood up and stretched lazily, her curves captivatingly displayed. The nine pristine white tails swayed behind her, and her enchanting, peach-blossom eyes stared directly at Lu Chuan.

“Want to take a rest? After all, there might not be much opportunity for that in the coming days.”

“Hmm… sounds good.”

Lu Chuan stood up, scooped Yun Ji into his arms, and gave her tail a firm rub, prompting a startled, flirtatious protest from Yun Ji.

“You’re insufferable!”

…

The next morning, Lu Chuan departed early, taking Yun Ji with him, without saying goodbye to anyone.

The women understood Lu Chuan’s personality—he hated farewells most of all. So even though everyone suffered sleepless nights, they tacitly stayed in their rooms and silently sensed Lu Chuan’s aura as it gradually left the medical hall.

“Bastard, leaving just like that…”

Han Qingci bit her lip lightly, seated by Zhong Ling’er’s bedside, and lamented bitterly, “He didn’t even bother to check in on you. And you, seriously, when do you plan to wake up? Even Ye Jiaxin already has a baby!”

“Yurou, we should head out too.”

Situ Qinghuan opened her eyes, gazing at Tang Yurou who was quietly shedding tears in the room, and sighed softly, “We’ll meet again soon.”

“I know, but I just can’t bear to leave. My New Year’s wish didn’t come true again this time… Ms. Qinghuan, you and Brother Lu Chuan must have… done that, right?”

“Nope.” Situ Qinghuan shook her head gently and forced a bitter smile. “He’s always been afraid of me.”

“Why?”

“Because I can hear people’s inner thoughts, and it’s completely beyond my control.”

Tang Yurou froze in place upon hearing this, her face quickly turning bright red.

“Wait, so does that mean you’ve heard all the things I’ve been thinking lately?”

“Hmm… more or less.”

Tang Yurou shot up from her seat, darting several meters away, and exclaimed pitifully, “Ms. Qinghuan, why didn’t you tell me earlier? How can I ever face anyone again!”

“It’s no big deal. It’s not like you’re the only one thinking like that—everyone else has similar thoughts.”

Saying this, Situ Qinghuan cast her gaze toward the room next door.

“The two there are even more exaggerated than you.”

Just hearing the thoughts of those two would embarrass Situ Qinghuan enough to flush red and force herself to recite the Clear Heart Mantra repeatedly to calm down.

The ones living in the room next door were naturally Nalan Xuan and Xiu Niang—two exceptionally alluring women.

“So, you also have a grudge against Li Yingnu?”

“Of course! If it weren’t for that woman, I wouldn’t have ended up reduced to just a Nascent Soul! It’s infuriating just thinking about it!”

Xiu Niang stomped her foot in anger and fumed, “If it weren’t for her precious daughter now being Lu Chuan’s woman and even pregnant, I’d find her and settle the score!”

“Makes sense. After all, back in the day… her temperament was worlds apart from what it is now.”

Nalan Xuan vividly recalled how fiery Li Yingnu’s personality had been twenty years ago. She’d storm into Azure Dragon Academy, destroy it to pieces, and scold her shamelessly right to her face. If Nalan Xuan hadn’t been in a higher Realm, she might’ve been wiped out entirely by the woman.

“But she’s changed quite a bit now.”

“True… Anyway, with Lu Chuan gone, I should set off as well. Staying in Cloud City this long has been thoroughly dull. How’s your academy? If you don’t mind, I’d like to stay there temporarily.”

“No problem at all, but if you’re looking for amusement, the academy might disappoint you. It’s all reading books and admiring flowers, and before you know it, the days pass.”

“That works too. Better than staying here and feeling melancholic.”

With that thought, Xiu Niang stood up and put on a pure white cheongsam stitched with cloud patterns, perfectly accentuating her graceful figure.

“When should we head out?”

“Now.”

Nalan Xuan and Xiu Niang stepped out of the room, only to run into Shen Yourong and Chu Mengyao, who were bidding farewell to Mu Nanqing.

“Ms. Nanqing, we’ll return for now.”

“Stay longer; it’s livelier together.”

“I’d love to, but I need to return for cultivation.” Shen Yourong sighed softly, reluctantly letting go of Mu Nanqing’s hand, choking back tears as she said, “Next time you visit Tiannan, I’ll make sure to give you the best hospitality, Ms. Nanqing!”