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After the storm, the Orchid Sect was bathed in the morning light, shining on the damp leaves with glistening dewdrops. Yun Xiyue stood in her own courtyard, a hint of contemplation flashing in her eyes. The storm from last night seemed to have stirred up ripples in her heart as well.
Since Mo Zetian's confession, her fondness for him has been growing by the day, yet the hesitation in her heart has not dissipated. She deeply understands that the path of cultivating immortality is full of unknowns and dangers, and she is unwilling to let personal feelings affect each other's cultivation.
At this moment, the sound of brisk footsteps in the distance broke Yun Xiyue's reverie. In the blink of an eye, Liu Feichen's figure appeared in her line of sight, his face wearing a warm smile.
" Yun Xiyue, the storm last night was really astonishing! Are you okay?" Liu Feichen asked with concern, his eyes shimmering with care for her.
Yun Xiyue With a slight smile, she responded, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine. But why did you come so early? Is there something you need?"
Liu Feichen A hint of playfulness shone in his eyes as he said, "I came to check on our sect leader to make sure everything is alright. Also, there are some matters I need to discuss with you."
Just as they were talking, Cheng Poyan also walked over slowly. There wasn't much expression on his face, but his concern for Yun Xiyue could be seen in his eyes.
" Yun Xiyue, the wind and rain last night were very fierce. I heard you took shelter with Mo Zetian, is everything okay?" Cheng Poyan's tone carried a hint of concern.
Yun Xiyue nodded, feeling grateful for their concern: "We are all fine. Thank you for your concern."
Yun Xiyue's eyes shifted between Liu Feichen and Cheng Poyan, her mind filled with deep thoughts. The future of the Orchid Sect rested in her hands, and every decision was crucial.
Liu Feichen and Cheng Poyan exchanged glances, seeming to have an unspoken understanding between them. When Cheng Poyan spoke, his voice was deep and powerful: "Yun Xiyue, we have some ideas about the future of the Orchid Sect and we hope to discuss them with you." His words were direct, and his eyes revealed a hint of determination.
Yun Xiyue nodded, her expression serious, showing the importance she placed on this conversation: "I am willing to hear your thoughts."
Liu Feichen spoke first, his attitude relaxed but his words carried seriousness: "Orchid Sect's position has always been unstable, and you need more allies and resources. I believe we should establish closer alliances with other sects." His tone carried a hint of concern, showing his high hopes for the future of Orchid Sect.
Cheng Poyan then presented a different viewpoint, his expression serious and his tone firm: "While alliances are important, what's more crucial is to enhance the sect's own strength. We need to cultivate more advanced practitioners in order to stand firm in the world of cultivation." There seemed to be a flash of lightning in his eyes, indicating his steadfastness in this viewpoint.
Yun Xiyue listened to their conversation, her face showing deep contemplation. She knew that Liu Feichen suggested focusing on external alliances, while Cheng Poyan emphasized internal development. She was well aware that as the head of the Orchid Sect, her decision would impact the future of the entire sect.
"I understand your perspectives," Yun Xiyue finally spoke, her voice firm and straightforward. "I need to consider how to balance internal and external factors, so that Orchid Sect can both gain support from allies and become strong itself. This is a difficult problem, but I believe that as long as we work together, we will surely find the best solution."
The three of them continued their conversation, expressing their own opinions and considering the future of the Orchid Sect.
Just then, a hurried footstep interrupted their discussion. A disciple ran over, panting and with a look of anxiety on his face. "Master, it's bad news! A cultivator from outside has intruded into our territory, and it seems to be someone from Dark Valley!"
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy with the mention of Yun Xiyue, and the name of Dark Valley carries a bad reputation in the cultivation world. She immediately stood up, determined to personally understand the situation.
Liu Feichen and Cheng Poyan also had serious expressions, and all expressed their intention to go together with Yun Xiyue. The three of them quickly rushed to the location of the conflict.
When they arrived, the scene before them made them all furrow their brows. They saw several monks in black robes confronting disciples of the Orchid Sect, and the atmosphere was tense, with a potential for conflict at any moment.
Yun Xiyue stepped forward, her gaze firm and straightforward: "Why have you come to attack our Orchid Sect?"
A monk from Dark Valley responded coldly, "We are just passing through and mean no harm. But since you are so impolite, don't blame us for being impolite in return!"
The atmosphere of the battle instantly became tense, with the three confronting monks from Dark Valley, their momentum like an impending storm. Yun Xiyue tightly gripped her light sword, her eyes firm and sharp, her body tense, ready to fight at any moment. Though she felt some hesitation in her heart, she knew that this was not the time to back down.
At the moment when the battle broke out, Yun Xiyue burst out like a tiger leaving its cage, her swordsmanship swift and precise, each stroke aimed directly at the opponent's weakness. Her figure shuttled through the battlefield, every step filled with strength and determination. A hint of battle frenzy appeared on her face, with an unyielding fire flickering in her eyes.
Liu Feichen, on the other hand, danced across the battlefield like the wind. His wind-walking shoes emitted a gust of wind, and his figure seemed to be everywhere at once. His attacks were swift and sharp, catching the opponent off guard with each strike. A slight relaxed smile graced his face, but his eyes revealed seriousness and focus.
Cheng Poyan appears even more steady. His Thunder Staff is swung in the air, each swing accompanied by thunderous roars and flashing electric lights. His thunder and lightning abilities are powerful and awe-inspiring, instilling fear in his opponents with each release of lightning. His gaze is calm, and every step he takes exudes a sense of stability and strength, like a sturdy fortress on the battlefield.
The three of them display astonishing combat prowess, each utilizing their own strengths, engaging in a spectacular duel with the monks of Dark Valley. The intensity of the battle exceeds imagination, but the tacit cooperation among the three gives them the upper hand in this fight.
As the battle raged on, Yun Xiyue felt the difficulty of the situation. The monks of Dark Valley seemed to possess a special dark magic, allowing them to thrive in the night and unleash eerie dark powers unpredictably, making it hard to defend against.
In a fierce clash, Yun Xiyue was accidentally struck by a Dark Valley monk's dark magic, and a cold force began to erode her body. She felt dizzy and disoriented, and her swordsmanship became somewhat chaotic.
Seeing the situation of Yun Xiyue, a sense of urgency flashed in the eyes of Mo Zetian as he rushed to the scene. He immediately wielded his sword and charged at the Dark Valley monk attacking Yun Xiyue, attempting to relieve the threat to her. His swordsmanship was calm and sharp, each strike carrying a ruthless killing intent.
Upon seeing this, Liu Feichen and Cheng Poyan also accelerated their attack, trying to end the battle as quickly as possible. Liu Feichen's Windwalk Shoes left a trail of swift winds on the battlefield, while Cheng Poyan continuously summoned thunder and lightning to bombard the enemy.
In the end, with the combined efforts of the three, the monks of Dark Valley gradually lost their advantage and were forced to retreat. As the opponents left, the atmosphere on the battlefield finally calmed down.
After the battle, Yun Xiyue leaned against a tree, her face pale, clearly suffering from serious injuries. Mo Zetian immediately stepped forward to check her wounds, his eyes filled with concern.
"I'm fine." Yun Xiyue Enduring the pain, I forced a faint smile.
Mo Zetian But he was worried, his eyes firm and affectionate: "I will heal you, you need to rest."
Liu Feichen and Cheng Poyan also came over, with concern in their expressions. Liu Feichen said, " Yun Xiyue, you defended the Orchid Sect by yourself, let us do something for you."
Cheng Poyan then analyzed more calmly, "The actions of Dark Valley this time clearly have a purpose. We need to be more vigilant and avoid similar incidents from happening again."
Yun Xiyue listened to their words, feeling both touched and burdened in her heart. As the leader of the Orchid Sect, she carried a heavy responsibility on her shoulders. She also understood that her feelings for Mo Zetian might bring her even more entanglement.
After the storm, the Orchid Sect returned to tranquility, but a new wave surged in Yun Xiyue's heart. Mo Zetian's confession, the concern of Liu Feichen and Cheng Poyan, and the sudden attack from Dark Valley all left her feeling emotionally unsettled.
In the night, Yun Xiyue sat alone in the courtyard, gazing at the stars in the night sky, contemplating her future. In her heart, there was a dedication to the Orchid Sect, a longing for the path of cultivation, and a struggle with her feelings for Mo Zetian. At this moment, she seemed to be standing at a crossroads in life, unsure of which way to go.
The distant night breeze gently brushed by, bringing a hint of coolness. Yun Xiyue was filled with complex emotions, but she knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead may be, she had to face it. Because she was the head of the Orchid Sect, she had her own responsibilities and missions. As for her feelings for Mo Zetian, she also needed time to sort them out slowly.
It's late at night, Yun Xiyue slowly stood up and walked back to their own place.
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