Chapter 347: I Miss You!
“Brother Yun!”
The moment Yún Zhònghé stepped into the academy’s entrance, he heard Sū Xiǎoxiāo’s voice that was as sweet as a nightingale’s, clear and melodious.
Everyone looked up in unison, their eyes immediately drawn to today’s Sū XIǎoxiāo.
She wore a light white gauze outfit, like a fairy emerging from morning mist, pure and spotless. The purple skirt underneath was both refined and elegant, swaying gently in rhythm with her demeanor, complementing her breathtaking beauty so completely that people found it hard to look away.
After a few days, everyone felt that Sū XIǎoxiāo had changed even more—more charming and captivating than ever!
The young lady stood tall with an even more developed figure, her face radiating an even brighter smile than before. With laughter in her eyes and a slight blush on her cheeks, her blushing and joyful face exuded an irresistible charm.
It seemed that after going out with Yún Zhònghé, the girl had transformed beyond recognition.
Just what happened between them?
But no one would dare to pry; everyone had come to an unofficial agreement that Sū XIǎoxiāo belonged to Yún Zhònghé.
Gazing at the scene where everyone surrounded Yún Zhònghé, Sū XIǎoxiāo couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride.
She had already heard from other female disciples about what had been happening in the academy lately, and this increased her admiration for Yún Zhònghé.
“Brother Yun, Wang Hao just called us over to his office.”
“Okay, I’ll head over right away.”
After parting ways with everyone temporarily, the two walked side by side toward Wang Hao’s office.
As their shadows grew longer and they gradually disappeared at the academy’s entrance, the other disciples stared dreamily at their departure, filled with envy.
Muffled sighs of regret could be faintly heard here and there.
Some were from boys, others from girls.
…
“Say, Brother Yun, do you think there’s any problem with Leiling? Should I go with Chenchen to lend a hand?”
As they walked on the path to Wang Hao’s office, they naturally discussed the matter of Chen Leling.
Yún Zhònghé informed her that Chen Leling was currently being taken care of by Táo Jiǔ’ěr, who was remarkably competent. In just a short time, Chen Leling had become quite obedient.
“Is that so? That’s great news.”
Hearing that Chen Leling was doing well, Sū XIǎoxiāo relaxed a bit; she genuinely cared about this news.
Little Sū really is a good girl—she didn’t need to get involved, yet she always cares.
“Yeah, Leiling is quite capable. She’s slowly improving and can now say a few simple words.”
Sū XIǎoxiāo was surprised; such rapid development in just a day!
“Xiaoxiao, just focus on your cultivation,” Yún Zhònghé told her. “If I really need your help, I’ll contact you immediately. Don’t worry; I’ll handle everything else.”
He hoped that Senior Sister Xiǎolóngng’s efforts to find someone from the Beasts Tamers’ Peak would succeed.
Then they headed to Wang Hao’s office.
Upon seeing them, Wang Hao was very friendly. He had heard about the incident in Tiānhǎi City involving Yún Zhònghé and asked some concerned questions before assigning him some important tasks.
Honestly, Yún Zhònghé’s absence had left Wang Hao somewhat frustrated due to the incompetence of his students, whereas Yún Zhònghé was always efficient.
“A reminder, the Sect Grand Competition is coming up soon. The sect has announced a notice for temporary suspension of classes in the Outer Gate so that the disciples may focus on self-cultivation and preparation for the competition. Make sure to inform everyone to seize this opportunity and work hard.”
“Yes, Master Instructor.”
Yún Zhònghé nodded—it was unexpectedly good news.
He really wanted to push hard for the Sect Grand Competition, but worried about the workload back at the academy. Now he could fully concentrate on it.
According to Wang Hao, the competition held significance—it boasted an enormous display of power and influence, drawing in many influential figures from the Cultivation Realm.
Thus, Wang Hao told Yún Zhònghé to ensure everyone performs well, without the slightest negligence, to uphold the sect’s honor.
At this, Yún Zhònghé and Sū XIǎoxiāo were stunned—they hadn’t expected such excitement for the competition.
…
Wang Hao didn’t have much complicated business to assign, just a task that might be challenging for some disciples, but since Yún Zhònghé and Sū XIǎoxiāo knew the ropes, they completed the tasks quickly.
The notice of the class suspension was issued, and the students all got busy training, eager to showcase their skills in the competition.
“What are your plans for cultivation, Xiaoxiao?”
After wrapping up their immediate tasks, Yún Zhònghé inquired about Sū XIǎoxiāo’s plans.
Smiling, Sū XIǎoxiāo replied, “I want to keep tempering my body and practice more refining techniques, making up for my shortcomings.”
Yún Zhònghé planned to form a team for the competition with Sū XIǎoxiāo, Mù Jǐxué, and Lín Zhòngyù.
Sū XIǎoxiāo didn’t want to hold back and wanted to work twice as hard to catch up with her peers.
During a conversation, she also inquired about his cultivation plans, which Yún Zhònghé said involved spending time in the Outer Gate’s Scripture Pavilion.
He had accumulated enough contribution points and intended to use them all on enhancing his spiritual realm.
Earlier, he had gained insight into sword techniques through the fusion of three sword arts, which inadvertently triggered the ultimate form of the sword way.
Now he felt it was a prime opportunity to tackle the next level of the sword way and try mastering sword momentum.
Having previously discussed sword momentum with Xiǎolóngng, he realized that mastering it likely required high-level spiritual force development, akin to the Nourishing Phase.
Though sword momentum isn’t explained in detail like cultivation manuals, based on what he knew, masters who mastered it reached the Nourishing Phase.
After finishing their tasks, they dispersed, preparing for the grand competition.
On the way back, Yún Zhònghé noticed an imposing spirit boat parked outside the Outer Gate, with workers unloading jars of fragrant spirit wine.
Clearly, these were prepared for the incoming grand competition to entertain the esteemed cultivators observing the event.
Yún Zhònghé didn’t linger.
Just then, his communicating jade pendant vibrated with a message.
Could it be from Senior Sister Xiàlínglóng?
Nope.
The message came from Daoist Hu, who hadn’t been around for a while.
Right, it was the same Daoist Hu whom he encountered in Qīngzhú Town and who got stung on his face by mischievous bees, looking quite comical.
Since their farewell at Cāngzhōu City, Yún Zhònghé rushed to report to Xuantian Sect, unable even to formally bid farewell—he felt rather pained.
They were friends who shared life-and-d*ath moments.
In Xuantian Sect, he regularly received messages from Xiao Hu, mostly greetings expressing her desire to see him again.
All responses were handled sincerely, though slightly awkward because he still remembered the ‘pig head’ version of Hu.
Yet no matter how strange it felt, these messages brought warmth to Yún Zhònghé.
