At dusk, a golden light shone at the horizon, painting the white snow that covered the mountains of the Sword Sect.

Outside the gate of the *Heavenly Prison*, there was a suspended platform high above.

Ye Anping walked out of the prison gate, feeling like he was seeing the sun through the clouds.

Although there were some twists and turns, the result was good. As soon as an internal conflict was triggered, Xue Xinghai, the mini-boss who blocked the path, was successfully eliminated.

The next thing to happen was probably the secret assassination of Yun Yiyi and her sisters.

With him by her side, Yun Yiyi had nothing to worry about. As for Yun Xi, she could handle herself, and his sister was also very cautious. The only thing that worried him was Feng Yu Die's side.

Ye Anping could only hope that Feng Yu Die wouldn't get distracted by Yun Jiujiu and forget the instructions he had given her previously.

Ye Anping and Yun Yiyi walked to the edge of the platform, preparing to bid farewell to Hu Tianyue as she left on her sword. However, they saw her suddenly turn around and ask, "Miss, didn't you say there was something fun? Are you playing tricks on me? What's so fun about this interrogation?"

Yun Yiyi was very embarrassed. She had just made up an excuse to bring her here as their bodyguard. In the end, she said, "Elder Hu, I thought it would be a big case, but I didn't expect it to be such a boring thing."

"Oh, well..."

Hu Tianyue took a sip from the wine gourd, then measured Ye Anping up and down. She walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled. "You lad! You look good. Do you want to come to my cave dwelling and have a drink? I'll bring a beautiful sister from the Sword Sect to dance for you."

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Ye Anping was taken aback by these words because Hu Tianyue was just a background character in the game, so he didn't know much about her. But now, looking at her playful expression, he understood.

This one's an old rascal.

"..."

"Elder Hu?!" Yun Yiyi's eyes widened, and she quickly stepped forward to shield Ye Anping behind her. "Elder Hu, he is my husband."

Seeing that Yun Yiyi suddenly lost her usual coolness, Hu Tianyue felt that her plan was working. She just wanted to tease these two kids to lighten the mood.

"Hehe~~ But you're not married yet, are you? Let me watch him for a few days. Don't worry, I'll just watch and not damage anything."

"Elder Hu!" Yun Yiyi frowned, her face showing conflict as she didn't want to offend her. She could only reply, "Is that how an elder should act? Inviting a *Foundation Building* cultivator to your own cave dwelling to watch women dance..."

Seeing Yun Yiyi's sulking expression, Hu Tianyun laughed heartily and took another sip of wine. "Hahaha -- just kidding, I just wanted to see your angry face. Ever since you became the Master of the **Flowing Water Peak**, I've seen you wearing a fake smile every day. But well... it's quite good, you really like this guy."

"Ah..." Yun Yiyi puffed up her cheeks. "Elder Hu!!"

Ye Anping didn't know how to react for a moment. After a brief silence, he cupped his hands and replied, "Elder Hu, please stop making fun of me. I don't know how to respond."

"Alright, alright." Hu Tianyue waved her hand, then said, "To be honest, when I heard about your marriage, I was quite worried at first. After all... how to say? A union between two sects is unlikely to have any romantic feelings between husband and wife. They are like strangers most of the time except for shaking the bed at night."

"You... Shaking...?" Yun Yiyi's eyes widened, and a blush instantly covered her face as she complained, "Elder Hu!! What are you saying?"

"What?" Hu Tianyue pursed her lips as if looking at a little kid and said, "Dual cultivation is something that has been happening countless times since the birth of heaven and earth. There's nothing unspeakable about it. You'd better say that you don't know anything about it, then I can personally teach you step by step."

"Ah..." Yun Yiyi lowered her head and glanced at Ye Anping, not knowing what to say.

However, her inquisitive expression made the smile on Hu Tianyue's face even more pronounced.

Hu Tianyue raised an eyebrow. "How about I teach you tonight? I've taught others too. My previous personal disciple entered the wrong hole on his first day in my dwelling... Oh my goodness, just thinking about it makes me laugh. Hahaha--..."

"No need!!!"

Yun Yi finally couldn't take it anymore and snapped out loudly, causing Hu Tianyue to flinch slightly. She finally stopped talking and waved her hand, summoning her flying sword. She lay on it and flew away in the distance, sipping her wine.

"Oops, Little Missy is angry~ Run quickly!! Ahahaha---"

Her laughter echoed between the peaks.

Ye Anping looked at her flying sword winding in the sky, speechless, but he was not too surprised. Most of these *Nascent Soul* cultivators had lived for thousands of years. As the saying goes, the longer you live, the more you go back in time.

From birth to about thirty years of age, people become more mature and stable. But once they reach the age of sixty or seventy, they start to turn childish again.

These *Nascent Souls* cultivators in the **Heavenly Realm** had different personalities. There were indeed people like Li Feng, old and decrepit, but there were also people like Hu Tianyue who still liked to play at their advanced age.

Ye Anping sighed. "Elder Hu is truly an interesting person."

"Ah..." Yun Yiyi awkwardly nodded, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She regained her usual gentle and composed expression, then said, "Young Master Ye, you might find it strange, but Elder Hu has always been like that, often making strange jokes with the disciples in the sect..."

"It's quite good to get along well with the younger disciples. Alright, it's getting late now. Let's go back and rest."

Looking at Ye Anping stepping on his flying sword, Yun Yiyi paused, and then, instead of using her own sword, she jumped behind him and hugged his waist.

"Eh?"

"Young Master Ye, how about taking your fiance on a sword ride?"

Ye Anping looked back at her, shook his head, and did not refuse. He gathered spiritual energy in the soles of his feet and, with Yun Yiyi on his sword, flew into the air, heading back toward the **Flowing Water Peak**.

Soaring through the clouds, they passed over houses and floating platforms in the ancient style of the Sword Sect.

Yun Yiyi enjoyed the view as she leaned her cheek against Ye Anping's back. Then, she calmed down and recalled the scene in the prison. "By the way, Young Master Ye, your suspicions regarding Elder Zhuang may turn out to be true after all."

"Is that your feeling?"

"Well, Elder Zhuang's behavior was indeed unusual. He gave me the feeling that he wanted to protect Xue Xinghai."

"I see. So, what will you do?"

"I have no clue at the moment. I can't send the disciples of **Flowing Water Peak** to track Elder Zhuang. After all, he is a *Nascent Soul* cultivator. Moreover, the clues from Xue Xinghai have been cut off. If we want to investigate, we have to find another way."

"Such as?"

"Yun Kun. We'll start our investigation from him."