My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1284: Chapter 707: Stepping Down

Yin Tingxue didn’t know what that gaze meant, but her thigh couldn’t help but tremble a bit, feeling a bad premonition.

"Little Fox, you’re not going to be the Demon Sect Saintess anymore?"

As those words fell, Yin Tingxue shivered, feeling a coldness creeping up her spine, with an instinctive urge to slightly lift her behind.

She didn’t know where this unconscious thought came from; anyway, the more this man just talked without doing anything, the more nervous and terrified she felt.

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Didn’t hear me speak?"

Yin Tingxue snapped back to reality, hurriedly nodded, and whispered, "Not anymore..."

After saying that, Yin Tingxue peeked at him; he seemed very pleased and nodded slightly, smiling genuinely, despite a hint of teasing.

That hand reached out, and Yin Tingxue instinctively shrank back but couldn’t avoid it; he gently rubbed her head, laughing softly, "Why is my Little Fox so obedient?"

The unexpected warmth on her forehead made Yin Tingxue not dare to move, letting him continue to rub.

The more Chen Yi looked, the more he found this moment’s Little Fox unbearably cute. Her mind was still very pure; he used to dislike her defiance and wouldn’t allow her to run away, but now upon reflection, it didn’t matter. Now she seemed to have learned to play tricks, to be a bit evasive with him.

Thinking of this, he familiarly hooked Yin Tingxue’s waist and pulled her into his embrace. Yin Tingxue let out a surprised cry, instinctively wanting to resist.

"Being naughty again?"

She immediately dared not resist.

Chen Yi hugged and embraced her, wishing he could melt the Little Fox into his arms. Yin Tingxue found it a bit difficult to breathe, letting out muffled sounds; she was quite scared of him at that moment, so dared not resist, and yet somehow found his embrace a bit warm.

After a while, Chen Yi noticed the girl’s discomfort and gently let her go, bending down to kiss her forehead.

Yin Tingxue widened her eyes in shock.

Chen Yi laughed while rubbing her head, softly asking, "What, do you think I’m shameless and debauched? That I defiled you?"

Yin Tingxue froze, almost like a wooden doll. Chen Yi could see her complex emotions, even not knowing the inner details beyond her ignorance, he realized that for the girl’s current understanding, it was undoubtedly a difficult moment to process.

At this time, a burst of fury without doubt was most satisfying...

A ridiculous and untimely thought flickered by, Chen Yi quickly suppressed it, gently releasing her.

Yin Tingxue was stunned for quite a while, slowly coming back to herself, blinking at Chen Yi’s direction, pursing her lips silently, without crying.

Chen Yi met her gaze, suddenly feeling a tinge of remorse for indeed being a bit unruly.

Reflecting back, when Yin Tingxue first met him, she seemed strong yet was deadly afraid. What great fear had he brought to the girl back then?

The girl stared blankly at him; after a moment, a tear slipped down her cheek,

"Don’t be like this..."

Chen Yi was equally stunned, the night breeze blew past. At this moment, Yin Tingxue was more fragile than he had imagined. He helplessly nodded, conciliatingly saying, "Won’t be like this anymore, won’t be like this anymore."

Yin Tingxue evidently hadn’t expected him to agree so quickly, she paused for a few breaths before nodding.

"Foolish Little Fox." Chen Yi said helplessly.

Comparing to the previous cold-blooded Demon Sect Saintess, this moment’s Little Fox truly had the essence of a Little Fox; indeed, at this time, she hadn’t joined the Demon Sect, the environment changes people. Suddenly, Chen Yi felt fortunate for the Little Fox, fortunate she met him.

.........

The Little Fox was found, but where did Miss Donggong go?

Chen Yi, holding Yin Tingxue, threaded through the shaded paths; the dark tide swept them apart, Donggong Ruoshu drifted somewhere unknown.

Perhaps due to Donggong Ruoshu’s strong fortune, or maybe their relationship wasn’t that close in the end, Chen Yi felt less urgency about it, his mood relatively calm.

Yin Tingxue followed closely behind Chen Yi, occasionally glancing up cautiously. When Chen Yi seemed about to turn around, she quickly lowered her gaze again.

They continued their journey.

The path beneath their feet was no longer the void flatness but a slightly rugged dirt-stone path.

The sides were no longer pure grayscale; withered tree branches were vaguely visible, along with the distant undulating mountain silhouettes. Despite still being enveloped in an unreal misty glow, there were indeed specific sceneries.

He surveyed the surroundings, his heart filled with doubt.

This scene wasn’t born from his own memory, thus it was highly likely still a projection from Little Fox’s inner world. Yet, uncertain which particular past this mountain path corresponded to.

They had walked for an unknown amount of time.

Ahead in a mountain hollow, wispy columns of white smoke gently rose, strikingly visible in this silent world, indicating human traces.

Chen Yi’s spirit lifted, he immediately quickened his pace forward. Yin Tingxue hesitated slightly, glanced at Chen Yi’s back, then jogged to catch up, instinctively clutching her clothes.

Passing through a sparse grove, their view suddenly opened up.

A magnificent Buddhist Temple stood against the mountain, with voluminous eaves and stately appearance, quietly towering under the twilight-like sky.

On the long stone steps in front of the temple, shadows moved.

Chen Yi paused, his brow slightly furrowed. This Buddhist Temple wasn’t any he recognized near the Capital City, appearing extraordinarily abrupt in this deep ignorance.

On the stone steps, numerous passersby resembling incense customers ascended, most with solemn expressions, occasionally interspersed with low conversations.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of sandalwood, and from the direction of the mountain-top temple gate, came the humming chant sounds, Buddhist Mantras permeating, cleansing people’s hearts. Everything seemed orderly, incense thrived.

Judging by this, it appeared to be a sizable ceremony.

Chen Yi’s doubts deepened, why would such a scene manifest in the World of Ignorance?

This was completely different from previous experiences.

Though perplexed, in this World of Ignorance, any anomaly might be a clue.

Perhaps Donggong Ruoshu might be here, or perhaps this ceremony itself contains a chance to escape the World of Ignorance. He steadied himself, deciding to go up the mountain for exploration.

As Chen Yi contemplated, beside him Yin Tingxue, originally with timid and confused eyes, was touched by something when observing the temple and ceremony, an instant of clarity and...

She discreetly turned her head, her gaze lingering momentarily on Chen Yi’s profile. Deep within that gaze, something seemed quietly awakening, carrying a sharpness in contrast to her current external fragility.

"Come on, Little Fox, keep up."

Chen Yi hadn’t noticed this subtle change; he took a deep breath, suppressing various speculations, called out to Yin Tingxue, and stepped onto the long stone stairway leading to the temple.

Yin Tingxue said nothing, obediently followed behind him at a small distance, but in her occasionally upward glance toward the temple, waves of emotions stirred.