Tuoba Qiyue’s expression shifted.
She asked, "Ye family? Could it be the Ye family of the Forbidden Yin River?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiuming smiled playfully.
"I didn’t expect that even after my Ye family secluded ourselves for ten thousand years, someone would still remember our origins. Truly impressive."
Ye Yu’s brows knitted slightly.
The moment Ye Xiuming revealed his identity, Ye Yu had already suspected that this person might be a descendant of the Ye family, as Lin Miaoxue had mentioned.
But he hadn’t anticipated that Tuoba Qiyue seemed to know something about the Ye family as well.
Curious, he transmitted his question to her mentally, "The Ye family of the Forbidden Yin River? You know them?"
"I read about them in an ancient text in the Qingyun Sect. Tens of thousands of years ago, before the Sacred Lands existed on the Central Continent, the Ye family was the strongest cultivation family, standing above everyone else.
Each family member wore a purple ring on their left hand to signify their identity. Their ancestors even included several immortals. There was an old saying: ‘Better to trespass the palace of the King of Hell than provoke someone from the Ye family.’
However, ten thousand years ago, the Ye family of the Forbidden Yin River vanished without a trace. No one knows where they went."
Tuoba Qiyue’s expression grew somber.
What did Ye Xiuming mean by mentioning Lin Fengyuan?
Wasn’t that the infamous demonic cultivator from thirty thousand years ago?
How was her Junior Brother involved with him?
As a devoted fantasy romance novel enthusiast and writer, Tuoba Qiyue was generally oblivious to outside affairs, focusing solely on her stories.
She genuinely knew nothing about Lin Fengyuan’s past at Demon Suppression Mountain, and Hong Luan had never mentioned it to her.
After all, Tuoba Qiyue was already past the age limit for Demon Suppression Mountain, so there was no point in telling her.
Perplexed, Tuoba Qiyue asked Ye Yu what was going on.
Ye Yu briefly recounted the events at Demon Suppression Mountain but withheld most details about Lin Fengyuan. He only mentioned that Lin Fengyuan had shown no intention of harming him and had let him go after they left the mountain.
Tuoba Qiyue frowned slightly.
Although Ye Yu’s explanation left much to question, she chose to trust her Dao Companion.
Stepping forward, she declared firmly, "Daoist Ye, my husband does not know Lin Fengyuan’s whereabouts. You’re asking the wrong person!"
Ye Xiuming raised his right hand.
With a flick of his wrist, an ancient-looking sword materialized in his grasp.
"If you don’t want to talk, that’s perfectly fine! I’ll kill you both and search your memories thoroughly. I hope you don’t beg for mercy later, because the more you beg, the more excited I get! Hahaha!"
Ye Xiuming’s maniacal laughter echoed across the area.
Tuoba Qiyue frowned deeply.
She was a cultivator in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, a level that approached the pinnacle of the cultivation world.
However, the spiritual energy emanating from Ye Xiuming was far stronger than hers, likely placing him at the peak of the Tribulation Realm or even the Ascension Realm.
If a fight broke out, she would certainly be outmatched.
But right now, she had no thoughts of retreat.
Ye Yu was still by her side.
Her husband was only in the Golden Core Realm; against Ye Xiuming, he stood no chance of survival.
Therefore.
Tuoba Qiyue was ready to stake everything, even her life, to protect Ye Yu from harm!
"Junior Brother, I’ll hold him off. You return to Qingyun Sect for reinforcements!"
With those words, Tuoba Qiyue released Ye Yu’s hand.
For the first time since they had become Dao Companions, she let go of Ye Yu’s hand voluntarily.
Ye Xiuming observed this with a feigned expression of sadness, saying mockingly, "What a touching pair of Dao Companions. I could almost cry. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you die together."
Tuoba Qiyue formed hand seals, and a colossal spirit avatar began to appear behind her. But before it could fully manifest, it was shattered by a single slap.
Feeling a warm hand on her shoulder, Tuoba Qiyue turned around in shock.
What she saw stunned her.
Ye Yu’s spiritual energy was surging around him.
"I’m not one to hide behind a woman. Senior Sister, watch from behind!"
With a gentle tug, Ye Yu pulled Tuoba Qiyue to his side and stepped forward.
Sword intent burst forth, filling the air with the sound of piercing sword energy.
The clear sky darkened with thick clouds.
A storm was brewing!
Tuoba Qiyue couldn’t believe her eyes.
Wasn’t her Junior Brother only in the Golden Core Realm?
How could he now possess power equal to hers, at the early stage of the Tribulation Realm?
What was happening?
Could he have been hiding his strength all along?
And that terrifying sword intent.
Tuoba Qiyue had only seen such formidable sword energy from her master, Hong Luan. No one else came close.
Her heart raced with excitement.
She had originally thought that becoming Dao Companions with Ye Yu was like a sweet, innocent love story between fellow disciples.
But now it seemed more like The Peerless Sword Immortal Fell in Love with Me.
Completely high-sugar fantasy!
She felt like the perfect heroine, being protected by her adorable, sword-wielding Junior Brother.
This was incredible!
She even had an idea for a new book.
Tuoba Qiyue was determined; once they returned, she would use herself and Ye Yu as inspiration for her next novel.
It would definitely blow those fools at Preaching Peak away, becoming a bestseller across the cultivation world!
As Tuoba Qiyue imagined her new story.
Ye Xiuming’s face showed curiosity.
This surge of sword intent.
Even he had never encountered such intensity before.
Honestly speaking.
Ye Xiuming hadn’t expected such sword intent from an early Tribulation Realm cultivator.
However, early Tribulation Realm was still just that.
As a cultivator in the late Tribulation Realm, he should have no trouble crushing Ye Yu.
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But he couldn’t afford to let Ye Yu fully gather his sword intent.
Otherwise.
Things might become problematic!
Ye Xiuming gripped his sword tightly, transforming into a beam of sword light that charged at Ye Yu.
His entire being radiated an unstoppable aura.
A hundred-meter-long sword shadow appeared, aiming straight at Ye Yu.
In response.
Ye Yu stood firm, unmoving.
The sword energy around him coalesced into an ethereal sword.
He raised his hand towards the sky.
Thunder rumbled across the heavens.
Countless bolts of purple lightning converged, forming a massive Thunder Dragon that roared downwards.
In an unstoppable, devastating surge, it shattered Ye Xiuming’s hundred-meter sword shadow.
The thunder continued relentlessly.
Transforming the land within a thousand-mile radius into a field of blazing lightning.
Standing at the side, Tuoba Qiyue instantly recognized the technique.
This was none other than the Qingyun Sect’s ultimate skill, the True-Blue Lotus Thunder Summoning Sword Technique!
More precisely, the no-sword version.
For Ye Yu to create such a scene without using any spiritual weapon was awe-inspiring.
In reality, it wasn’t that Ye Yu was intentionally avoiding the use of a weapon.
It was just that, to date, he didn’t have a sword-type artifact!
He had originally asked Zhu Diezhen to forge him some equipment using a millennium-old Qinggu crystal.
But it still wasn’t ready.
So, he had no choice but to use his sword energy as a substitute.