### Chapter 183: The Sword Maiden’s Empty Belly
Yun Zhonghe claimed he would arrange someone to keep an eye on Zhu Yan, but in truth, he couldn’t be bothered.
After all, she was just a minor woman—a mere blip on the radar. Giving her a little lesson would suffice for Yun Zhonghe; after all, he wasn’t some devil, right?
The inn was no longer as lively as it once was, and the sky had turned dusky.
Everyone retreated to their rooms to rest and agreed to meet up tomorrow after breakfast for another journey.
Yun Zhonghe, being the solitary type, took his room in a different floor. After a brief farewell with Mu Jixue and company, he headed to his lodgings alone.
On his way there, he unexpectedly bumped into the Yuan Ying powerhouse stationed at the post-house.
“Senior Chen,” Yun Zhonghe greeted with a respectful bow. On a previous visit, when he described the crow situation in the forest, Yun Zhonghe learned that Senior Chen’s surname is Chen.
Upon recognizing Yun Zhonghe, Senior Chen smiled cordially, “Young Master Yun, you’re too polite! I saw everything in the hall, and indeed, young talents rise from the ranks of the young, just like how your father, Yun Zhongtian, used to be.”
Yun Zhonghe nodded slightly, “Senior Chen overpraises me. Did you know my father?”
Senior Chen chuckled, “I’ve met him briefly. You surpass him greatly in talent. Thanks to you, the post-house has been much more peaceful today.”
Senior Chen looked upon Yun Zhonghe with appreciation.
“I’m curious. Those spoiled brats weren’t a match for you, so why didn’t you just take them down? They deserved it, you know.”
Senior Chen noticed that Yun Zhonghe could have easily beaten them due to the vast disparity in strength, but instead chose a softer approach.
To Senior Chen, this made Yun Zhonghe stand out.
Yun Zhonghe hadn’t anticipated this question. With a smile, he replied, “Seniors, righteous people should act with calmness, adhering to principles and rules. Otherwise, what’s the difference between us and demonic cultivators? Although those fellows took things too far, they didn’t resort to violence, so intervening might have been out of line. Plus, I’ve already given them a good lesson.”
Yun Zhonghe continued, “And this is Senior Chen’s domain, with rules preventing duels, so naturally, I shouldn’t provoke trouble. In the Jianghu world, it’s not about fighting, but about relationships and courtesy. When traveling, one should avoid conflict as much as possible, but also stand firm. A bit of tact goes a long way, keeping everyone’s face intact for future gatherings.”
Moreover, being on the road means being cautious, not showing too much power. Who knows what could happen?
Yun Zhonghe, only a yellow-haired punk, isn’t like the legendary Long Aotian. He’s unsure if striking small fry would lead to big fry, or if big fry would bring in even bigger ones. This could drag on endlessly.
Yun Zhonghe’s words deeply resonated with Senior Chen.
Modern youngsters are often hot-blooded and aggressive, prone to fight at the slightest provocation, especially newcomers to major sects, who are proud and arrogant. Every year, the post-house sees its share of brawls, which is why they hired Senior Chen—known for maintaining order.
Finding a cautious young man like Yun Zhonghe is rare these days.
Senior Chen felt even more fondly towards Yun Zhonghe, letting loose a hearty laugh. “You’re better than your father, who’d likely charge headlong at the first sight of action. Good, good. If anything happens here, feel free to seek me out.”
“Right, Senior Chen, about the crows today…”
“Oh, don’t worry about it; we’re still investigating. My men are already in the forest. Your rest won’t be disturbed, but if need be, I’ll call upon the Immortal Alliance tomorrow.”
“That puts my mind at ease.”
The two exchanged pleasantries for a moment before Senior Chen departed.
“Senior Chen’s spiritual energy feels so strong.”
Watching Senior Chen leave, Yun Zhonghe pondered silently. No doubt, Senior Chen was a Yuan Ying powerhouse; standing before him, Yun Zhonghe could sense an imposing mental presence.
Moreover, Yun Zhonghe could tell that Senior Chen’s spiritual realm was quite advanced. If he could share some insights on controlling spiritual energy, it would greatly benefit Yun Zhonghe in harnessing his powers.
Since his clan lacked Yuan Ying experts, his own spiritual realm was probably similar to his father’s. Without guidance, Yun Zhonghe felt he was missing something.
Encountering a senior now, Yun Zhonghe hoped to pick up even a fraction of knowledge.
“However, mastering spiritual energy is akin to keeping secret techniques close. It’s every cultivator’s treasure, shared only with close allies. Asking casually would be awkward.”
Shaking his head, Yun Zhonghe discarded the impractical thought and walked to his room.
As Yun Zhonghe entered his room, a shadow darted past in the hallway.
A curious gaze lingered on Yun Zhonghe’s door, followed by an inscrutable snicker. The figure melted away seamlessly…
That night, Yun Zhonghe delved into the secrets of the Comprehensive Sword Art he recently obtained.
He had only scratched the surface, yet had not grasped its inner core. How to integrate his own insights with the sword technique presented a profound challenge.
Repeating the study in hopes of gaining deeper understanding, he noticed the moonlight growing brighter. His shadow on the ground grew indistinct, almost blending with another phantom silhouette.
Suddenly, two massive white rabbits lunged at Yun Zhonghe’s face.
Yun Zhonghe: ??
He was studying the sword technique in peace when a heavy, soft pressure hit him. The darkness obscured his vision.
A whiff of milk filled his nose, and immediately his back straightened. He lifted his head, locking eyes with two gorgeous pools of beauty.
Her dazed, innocent look exuded naivety, as though she could be easily convinced. Soft cheeks begged for a squeeze.
“Master, good evening — ah~~”
It was Xue Yunjian, revealing her true form as the sword spirit. Riding on Yun Zhonghe, she blinked sleepily, as if emitting sleepy bubbles.
Her pure, enchanting face remained as mesmerizing as ever. After this intimate contact, her warmth could be felt in his chest and thighs.
He found her adorably cute, yet…
Why’s she always dressed as a bunny girl?
It seemed odd.
Yun Zhonghe had numerous questions to ask.
But Xue Yunjian always appeared half-asleep. Her belly growled ferociously, perhaps awakening her from hunger.
“Xue Yunjian, I have something to ask you,” Yun Zhonghe said.
“Master, I’m so hungry, can you feed me first?”
“Eh? Hang on, don’t pull down my pants!”
Xue Yunjian, without hesitation, started unbuttoning his pants. Then, her cherry mouth effortlessly sucked…
Yun Zhonghe trembled.
No way! Another soul-sucking again!
Her soft lips and agile tongue felt like they were trying to pull the life force from his spiritual root.
