Mahayana 117
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Chapter 117: Su Miaoqing Fully Exposed, Xiao Yifeng’s Shameless Antics
TL : Cnine
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Part 1
With the immortal bird's aura around her reaching terrifying levels, ordinary golden chickens no longer dared to approach. The Golden Core–realm ones, however, refused to back down. Enraged, Su Miaoqing killed the remaining few before finally departing.
After travelling a short while longer, the two arrived at the edge of the region, where golden chickens were few and far between. Su Miaoqing was about to fly across the boundary when Xiao Yifeng reached out to stop her.
“Senior Sister,” he said, “Let’s take a break at the foot of the mountain for a while. There are fewer golden chickens here, and your aura has already frightened them off. Once we cross the boundary, whatever awaits us beyond won’t be so easily intimidated.”
A chill crept over him. After being relentlessly harassed by Golden Core realm golden chickens, their clothing had long since turned to ash. They hovered stark naked in the air, encircled by thick layers of golden flames that barely shielded their forms.
Hearing this, Su Miaoqing darted toward the mountain’s base. After landing, the wings behind her faded away. She tossed Xiao Yifeng aside, turned her back to him, and curled herself up, though her smooth back was still exposed.
Xiao Yifeng quickly put on an outer robe before turning back to look at her.
The Immortal Bird's aura clung to her, thick and overwhelming, as the flames around her surged with terrifying intensity. It was clear she could not voluntarily suppress the blood ignition of the immortal bird’s source blood. She resembled nothing so much as a flickering blaze given human form.
Her clothing had long since surrendered to the heat, reduced to drifting ash. Thankfully, there was no one nearby except Xiao Yifeng. Had anyone else been present, she might truly have wished for death.
Now, she could only hope the flames would burn brighter still, hiding her form, perhaps even scorching away any prying eyes.
“Senior Sister, stand up,” Xiao Yifeng said.
“You pervert! I’m not standing up!” Su Miaoqing yelled, her face bright red and her voice on the verge of tears. Flying around naked while hugging Xiao Yifeng earlier had already embarrassed her so badly she wanted to dig a hole and live in it forever.
So now he wanted her to stand up herself? Had he really not seen enough already?
“Senior Sister, if you stay like this, I won’t be able to suppress your source blood,” Xiao Yifeng said with a helpless smile.
After a long silence, Su Miaoqing finally spoke. “Then close your eyes.”
“Alright, I’ve closed them,” Xiao Yifeng said quickly, shutting his eyes at once.
She turned back and saw that he had truly done as he said. Only then did she stand up, covering herself with her hands. Remembering how thoroughly he had seen her while they were coming down the mountain, she no longer dared to look at him.
“Senior Sister, place my hand on your forehead,” Xiao Yifeng said, biting his finger without hesitation.
Su Miaoqing stepped forward, mortified but resolute. She grasped his hand and pressed it to her brow.
A terrifying heat surged into Xiao Yifeng, like plunging his hand into molten gold. Gritting his teeth, he stepped into the flames, golden fire roaring around him. In his mind, the Ice heart technique and the Formless Heart Sutra rang out in perfect counterpoint, icy calm against blazing fury.
He didn’t care if she noticed. He didn’t care how much it hurt. Slowly, under their combined effort, the rampant of immortal bird's source blood quelled.
The terrifying heat radiating from Su Miaoqing faded, and her cultivation returned to the 7th level of Foundation Establishment realm, now very close to the 8th.
“I’m changing clothes. Turn around. And if you open your eyes, you're toast,” Su Miaoqing warned.
“Alright, alright! Senior Sister, have a little faith on me, will you?” Xiao Yifeng said, turning around with a dry laugh.
“Hmph!” she grumbled to herself. Faith my arse. You’re always staring at my chest and my butt like you’re afraid they’ll run away.
Her movements were swift as she changed into a flowing white dress. When she was done, she deliberately waved her hand in front of him, watching carefully.
Only after confirming that he truly hadn’t peeked did she finally say, “You can turn around now.”
Only then did Xiao Yifeng dare to open his eyes. With a wry smile, he said, “This time, we really have you to thank, Senior Sister. Otherwise, the two of us would have died up there.”
“Does it look good?” Su Miaoqing suddenly asked, staring straight at him.
“It's marve— Ah, no, not good at all!” Caught completely off guard, Xiao Yifeng blurted out good by reflex, then hurriedly corrected himself.
Only then did he realise he had said the wrong thing. He said cautiously, “Senior Sister, I didn’t see anything.”
Enraged, Su Miaoqing’s face flushed bright red. She kicked him hard, then turned sideways, clutching her chest with one hand, her voice tinged with tears. “You’ve seen everything. How am I supposed to get married now?”
Xiao Yifeng was at a loss for words. He could only give an awkward smile, having no clue what to say next.
When he failed to respond, Su Miaoqing’s anger flared again. She kicked him twice more, hard enough to leave him utterly confused.
After that, she stormed off to the side, squatted down, and said nothing, clearly lost in thought.
Xiao Yifeng glanced around. The situation was dire, and this was hardly the time for hurt feelings. Sighing, he tried to reason with her.
“Senior Sister, let’s not sulk right now. Regaining our strength and moving on is what matters most. Once we’re back, you can do whatever you want to me. Kill me, punish me, I won’t complain. Those people will catch up soon, and we’ve wasted too much time already.”
Su Miaoqing puffed out her cheeks and snapped, “Who said I wanted to kill you?” With that, she moved aside, sat down cross-legged, and quietly began regulating her breathing.
Xiao Yifeng shook his head helplessly, released Little Snow, and had it guard the area around them.
He tried to calm down and recover, but the moment he closed his eyes, that bright, eye-searing image from earlier popped straight back into his head. Yeah, that was burned in permanently.
Xiao Yifeng whispered a silent apology to the heavens, yet still could not stop himself from inwardly praising his senior sister.
That figure of hers was truly something else. Which lucky bloke would benefit from it in the future? Could it really be Xuan Yi?
Without even noticing when it happened, the little girl who had once grown up by his side had become someone capable of shaking his very composure.
Xiao Yifeng hurriedly shook his head, scattering those dangerous thoughts to the wind. He silently recited the Calming Heart Mantra once more, forcing his spirit back into stillness before focusing entirely on recovery.
They regulated their breathing on the spot for the length of a single cup of tea. Xiao Yifeng sensed the moment had come. He had regained roughly two or three tenths of his strength. Any further delay would be far too reckless. The rest could be recovered on the move.
He stood and said, “Senior Sister, let’s go,” then leapt up, coming to a firm halt atop Little Snow’s head.
He had not withheld the stone tablets out of reluctance. Demonic beasts could not refine them at all, and feeding them to Little Snow would only leave it shackled beneath the suppression of immortal talismans.
Su Miaoqing soon flew up as well, landing on Little Ice’s head. Xiao Yifeng pointed out the direction, and Little Snow flew off that way.
Xiao Yifeng deliberately avoided mentioning what had just happened, knowing that bringing it up would only embarrass Su Miaoqing. He changed the subject and said, “Senior Sister, be a bit careful later. According to the order of the underworld, the area ahead should be Wraithwood Village.”
Su Miaoqing responded only with a cool hum, saying nothing more, though a trace of nervousness flickered across her face.
Xiao Yifeng once again took out all the Golden Core talismans and handed them to her, his tone low and serious. “Senior Sister, Wraithwood Village might be dangerous. Keep these talismans with you, just to be safe.”
Su Miaoqing frowned, her brows knitting together as she looked at him. “We’re together the whole time anyway. If you’re holding them, isn’t that the same as me holding them? Do we really need to make such a big deal of it?”
“Senior Sister, you should keep this. No one can predict what lies ahead, or whether we might be separated,” Xiao Yifeng said, his tone firm but calm.
Su Miaoqing studied him for a moment before taking the talismans. “If we do get separated, where should we regroup?”
He gave a small, resigned smile. “You really are perceptive. Wraithwood Village may contain a ghost maze. I don’t know how long it will take to pass through. If we get separated, let’s meet at the Netherworld Court.”
She answered only with a brief sound of acknowledgement, then calmly passed three talismans back to him. “If that happens, you should carry more. I still have the Coiling Dragon Jade Pendant.”
Xiao Yifeng shook his head. “The Luo Hong Sword is enough. Senior Sister… Don’t you want to ask me anything?”
“Everyone carries secrets. If you wish to speak, you will,” she replied softly.