novelraw Chapter 328 325: A Millennium Dream (9): Xiaohan, Go Meet Lin Qianyan with My Scent
Chapter 328 325: A Millennium Dream (9): Xiaohan, Go Meet Lin Qianyan with My Scent
The next morning, Xiaohan opened her eyes, which were framed by two dark circles.
It was likely because today was the day her master was set to face off against the world's greatest Swordsman, Pei Yuhang.
Tense and anxious, Xiaohan hadn't slept a wink all night.
She scrambled out of bed, tidied herself up, and hurried to the entrance of the Jade Maiden Sect, ready to accompany her master to Bai Mei Mountain for the duel.
But Xiaohan waited until her feet began to ache, and still there was no sign of her master. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
'This isn't right. Master is usually awake long before now... Don't tell me she's gotten cold feet?'
Her expression turned strange. Worried, she walked briskly to her master Lin Qianyan's room, knocked gently on the door, and said respectfully,
"Master, it's time for us to leave."
"If we wait any longer, the foot of Bai Mei Mountain will be swarming with onlookers from the Jianghu..."
Lin Qianyan's voice soon came from within the room.
"Just a little longer... Let me just put on some more rouge..."
'Applying rouge?'
Xiaohan's brow twitched. She wondered if she had heard correctly.
The True Jade Lady, Lin Qianyan, who never wore makeup, was going to put it on for her duel with the world's greatest Swordsman, Pei Yuhang?!
A moment later, the wooden door before her swung open.
Xiaohan's eyes widened as she looked at the Lin Qianyan who appeared before her.
The white-robed beauty before her had an otherworldly air, like a Fairy who had stepped right out of a painting. She exuded an elegance that seemed untouched by the mortal world.
She had clearly just bathed with incense. Her skin, moist and smooth as jade, held a faint luster. She was like a petal in the morning dew—fresh and tender.
Lin Qianyan walked past Xiaohan with a serene expression. A delicate floral scent wafted into Xiaohan's nose—subtle as an orchid, yet crisp as a plum blossom. The refreshing aroma lingered faintly in the air.
"What are you spacing out for? Let's go."
Lin Qianyan urged, her thin lips parting slightly as she looked at her dazed disciple.
Xiaohan's gaze traveled up and down her gorgeous master, whose form-fitting silk robes accentuated her slender figure. She swallowed hard and muttered under her breath,
"Master, are you going to fight Pei Yuhang for the title of the world's greatest... or on a blind date?"
Hearing this, an alluring cherry-pink blush spread across Lin Qianyan's beautiful face.
"You wicked disciple, you're asking for a beating!"
"Ah—Master, spare me! Xiaohan will never speak the truth again!"
...
...
On Bai Mei Mountain, a certain thatched hut was filled with a sensual air and the scent of photinia blossoms.
Shang Miaoyan propped herself up on her aching, slender waist, lying weakly on the firm chest of the man before her.
She raised a hand to wipe away the trace of moisture at the corner of Pei Yuhang's mouth and said softly,
"The sun's up. Today's the day for the big show~"
"It's a shame my self-control is so poor. I didn't rest at all last night, and now I'm sore all over. I feel like it will be hard to cooperate with you, Xiaohan, to pull off the climactic performance of this little play in front of Lin Qianyan~"
Pei Yuhang glanced at her and said flatly, "Then you should get some rest."
"Since you hate Lin Qianyan, I'll tell her to leave myself. I'll make sure she never bothers us again."
Before he could finish, Shang Miaoyan pressed a finger to his lips.
"Oh, no. I, your master, know exactly what you're thinking, Xiaohan."
"Even if I have to take something for it, I am going to humiliate her personally... This is your punishment for falling in love with another woman besides me!"
Shang Miaoyan said with a grin, then slowly rose and gestured for Pei Yuhang to get dressed and prepare for the duel.
Her beautiful eyes twinkled as if she'd just thought of something, and she added,
"Go face Lin Qianyan directly. No need to bathe~ I want you to go see her smelling of me~"
"..."
Pei Yuhang looked at Shang Miaoyan's bewitching, malicious smile and said nothing more. But as he turned away, a trace of disgust flickered in his eyes.
...
「At the foot of Bai Mei Mountain.」
Lin Qianyan, her face concealed by a white-veiled conical hat, walked slowly toward the stone steps leading to the summit.
Along the way, many people from the Jianghu, eager to witness this pinnacle duel of the martial arts world between the first and second-ranked masters, quietly followed behind Lin Qianyan.
Lin Qianyan frowned, not wanting these idlers to disturb her meeting with Pei Yuhang.
She slammed a palm against the cliff face beside her. Her formidable Inner Strength pierced through the rock, shattering the strata and causing a torrent of earth and stone to cascade down, blocking the mountain path.
"I don't wish to be disturbed by anyone following me up the mountain. Please, all of you, turn back here. If you continue to follow, then I will have to resort to other means to establish my authority."
The faces of the Jianghu members behind her turned grim, but seeing this terrifying, mountain-shattering palm strike, none of them dared to say another word.
However, some fanatical admirers clearly couldn't be classified as normal people.
"Sect Leader Lin! Pei Yuhang uses his martial arts to run rampant and do as he pleases! He even dared to carve his name on the Empress's own dragon bed!
If that Pei Yuhang sees your celestial beauty and gets any wicked ideas... with only you and that lecher on Bai Mei Mountain, something terrible might happen!
Please, let us follow and ensure your safety..."
Young Master Wei was only halfway through his anxious plea when Lin Qianyan stomped her foot. A powerful surge of Inner Strength was deftly channeled into the rock layer beneath his feet.
With a great RUMBLE, Young Master Wei cried out as he was swept down the mountain by a landslide of mud and rock.
"Does anyone else have something to say?"
Lin Qianyan's gaze swept over the crowd. Everyone swallowed hard, none daring to meet her eyes.
Even though Lin Qianyan had a gentle temperament and hadn't done anything major to awe the martial arts world, she was still the second-strongest master under heaven.
Not a single person present was qualified to defy her will!
Once it was finally quiet, Lin Qianyan turned, her heart fluttering with excitement, and continued her walk toward the summit.
She was like a girlfriend on the verge of seeing her beloved after a long journey.
A smile couldn't help but grace the corners of Lin Qianyan's lips.
Finally, Lin Qianyan arrived at the bamboo forest on the summit.
The thin morning mist had not yet completely dispersed, and crystalline dewdrops clung to the bamboo leaves.
Lin Qianyan's gaze pierced through the layers of green bamboo, landing on the white-robed figure ahead who had his back to her.
His white robes fluttered gently in the morning breeze, making him seem one with the bamboo forest. He exuded an air of transcendent solitude and cold indifference.
Pei Yuhang slowly turned around. His face was as handsome as a painting, his features holding a trace of apathy and an inexplicable sorrow.
His eyes fell upon Lin Qianyan. They were calm, yet they emanated an invisible Suppression that made her delicate body tense up.
"You're here... number two under heaven."
A complex look flashed through Lin Qianyan's eyes as she gazed at Pei Yuhang—a look of admiration, unwillingness to concede, affection, and an even stronger, unutterable obsession.
She took a deep breath to calm the storm in her heart, then removed the veiled hat from her head, revealing a face as beautiful as a celestial fairy's.
"Number one under heaven, I've come again."