Chapter 16

Yang Dingtian was not the least bit angry upon hearing this. He nodded slightly and smiled, saying, "Miss Ximen, take care."

"Quick, get out! I feel uncomfortable with you here for even a moment. You even slept in my room. After you leave, I'll burn all the quilts and pillows inside..." Ximen Yanyan immediately turned her body away, gritting her teeth and saying.

Yang Dingtian finally understood why she had been standing outside. It turned out he had been sleeping in Ximen Yanyan's room all along. No wonder there was a captivating fragrance. However, this young lady was full of wildness, so her cabin did not resemble the boudoir of other young misses, but was instead filled with various books and weapons. Every corner was clean and fragrant, and even each page of the books exuded a charming scent. As soon as Yang Dingtian left, she could not wait to tidy up the room.

"Miss Ximen, until we meet again," Yang Dingtian said.

"May we never meet again. The farther you go, the better. I hope I never see you again in my life," Ximen Yanyan said angrily.

Yang Dingtian smiled again, left the place, and went up to the deck, then boarded a small boat and departed.

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Yang Dingtian walked through the streets of Dongfang Yunzhou.

Dongfang Yunzhou was the largest city in the eastern continent, with a population of hundreds of thousands.

The entire city was very prosperous, with an architectural style similar to ancient China, equally ancient and elegant, but also with the architectural style of ancient Western Earth, grand and magnificent. About half of the houses were made of wood, and the other half were made of stone.

Inside the city, there were wine shops, restaurants, weapon stores, blacksmiths, tailors, pharmacies, auction houses, and brothels—everything one could think of. However, the most numerous were weapon stores, pharmacies, and brothels. Even the city's roads were completely paved with blue stone slabs, about ten meters wide, with houses lining the streets in neat rows.

Due to the Yin-Yang Sect's grand ceremony held every ten years, the population of Dongfang Yunzhou had suddenly increased by countless numbers, making the streets bustling and crowded.

Yang Dingtian did not have extra time to tour this beautiful city but headed directly to the Yin-Yang Sect.

The Yin-Yang Sect was located in the Great Wuliang Mountains, about a hundred miles from Yunzhou City. Yang Dingtian originally wanted to hire a private carriage, but since so many people were going to the Yin-Yang Sect, he had no choice but to squeeze into a large carriage with others.

Inside the large carriage, there were seven other people with Yang Dingtian. The carriage was not very big, and the seven people were already quite crowded. With Yang Dingtian getting in, it became even more cramped.

Yang Dingtian looked around and saw two rows of wooden benches, almost fully occupied. Five young swordsmen, dressed in splendid attire, and an old man in rough cloth, short and sturdy, with dark skin like a farmer, but also carrying a sword.

There was also a woman, the only one in the carriage, wearing a red outfit. The fabric was neither silk nor satin, just ordinary fine cloth, but her appearance was charming and beautiful, with a healthy wheat-colored complexion. Her figure was full and athletic, making the red outfit fit tightly. Although she was not as stunningly beautiful and adorned as Ximen Yanyan, she was still youthful and alluring.

Originally, the five swordsmen were staring at the red-clad girl with fiery and bold eyes. She did not act rashly but frowned and avoided their impolite gazes.

As soon as Yang Dingtian got in, everyone's eyes turned to him. He was handsome, and the brocade robe he wore was a gift from Ximen Wuyuan. The five swordsmen initially did not dare to look down on him, but then thought that disciples of major sects would not ride in a large carriage, so they showed disdain and continued to look at the red-clad girl.

The red-clad girl glanced at Yang Dingtian and then lowered her head, almost in silence. The middle-aged man who looked like a farmer smiled kindly at Yang Dingtian, and Yang Dingtian returned the smile.

"Miss, please make some room for this young master," the old man in rough cloth said to the red-clad girl.

The athletic girl moved her waist and hips to make some space, looking at Yang Dingtian with a bit of caution.

"Thank you!" Yang Dingtian smiled at her and then sat in a small corner of the wooden bench, trying not to touch the red-clad girl's body.

The red-clad girl's face turned slightly red, and she smiled shyly at Yang Dingtian, saying, "You're welcome."

"It's already so crowded, and they still force one more person in," one of the swordsmen, jealous that Yang Dingtian was sitting next to the girl, grumbled unhappily and then shouted to the driver, "There are already eight people, why aren't we moving? Do you want money more than your face?"

"We're leaving, we're leaving!" the driver said, then shouted, and the two large horses immediately galloped, pulling the carriage toward the Yin-Yang Sect in the Great Wuliang Mountains.

"Brother, which sect or clan are you from?" suddenly, the most splendidly dressed swordsman asked Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian replied, "No sect, no clan, just a small family."

Unexpectedly, this made the splendid swordsman less hostile and more friendly, saying carelessly, "I'm from the Qin family in the northwest. I came to broaden my horizons with my elders but didn't want to be constrained, so after arriving in Yunzhou City, I didn't bother to follow them and went my own way, which is more comfortable."

The famous sects and clans in the world are registered as three sects, nine gates, and twenty-seven schools. The Qin family in the northwest is one of the nine gates.

Yang Dingtian said, "So you are from a famous family, my apologies!"

The splendid swordsman looked pleased, waved his hand, and said, "I don't like formalities. My elders have their own prestige, but I've always preferred to rely on myself."

Yang Dingtian said, "Brother Qin is indeed extraordinary."

The splendid swordsman became even happier and grew more friendly toward Yang Dingtian. He had already boasted several times since getting in the carriage, but the others had shown little interest. Only Yang Dingtian responded, and he immediately felt a strong liking for him, reducing his jealousy over Yang Dingtian sitting next to the girl.

"The Yin-Yang Sect, the number one martial arts holy land in the world, is holding a grand ceremony every hundred years, a grand event for the world," the splendid swordsman said. "Brother, do you know what the major highlights of this ceremony are?"

Yang Dingtian smiled and said, "I'd like to learn."

"The first highlight is, of course, Dongfang Bingling, the most beautiful woman in the world. My family and the Yin-Yang Sect have a close relationship, so I have seen her, but the world has not had this fortune. This time, you are lucky to see a fairy descending from the heavens. Brother, that kind of beauty, that kind of nobility, that kind of ethereal beauty, I cannot describe with any words. Anyone who sees her will never forget it, as if struck by lightning, but you will not dare to have any impure thoughts, because she is a true celestial being, to be worshipped, not fantasized about."

"Brother, don't laugh at me, but two years ago, I came with my elders to meet the masters of the Yin-Yang Sect. I only saw Miss Dongfang once and was stunned for two hours. After waking up, my mind felt as if it had been washed by holy water, and my cultivation actually advanced by two levels," the splendid swordsman said.

Yang Dingtian was surprised and said, "Is she really that beautiful?"

"Of course, I'm not good with words, and my description can only capture a fraction of Miss Dongfang's beauty," the splendid swordsman said. "I truly regret my poor eloquence, unable to describe her beauty more skillfully. Let's make a simple comparison. Do you think the girl sitting next to you is beautiful?"

The red-clad girl, though her head was lowered, was always interested in other girls' appearances, so she was secretly listening. When she heard the splendid swordsman mention her, her face turned red, and she looked very uncomfortable.

Yang Dingtian looked at the red-clad girl and said seriously, "She is naturally beautiful, very beautiful."

Hearing Yang Dingtian's praise, the red-clad girl's big eyes involuntarily glanced at him, her beautiful face turning red, and she quickly lowered her head.

The splendid swordsman said, "You haven't seen Dongfang Bingling. After seeing Miss Dongfang, this girl will seem like dust. I used to be a womanizer, attracting many beauties. But after seeing Miss Dongfang, all other women seem tasteless. I now avoid all women, living a life of abstinence like a saint, filled with admiration and worship for Miss Dongfang. I will probably spend my life alone."

Yang Dingtian almost burst out laughing. This swordsman was staring at the red-clad girl with lustful eyes, claiming to be a saint, which was truly amusing. Besides, the girl, though not dressed in bright colors and not as fair-skinned, was still an extremely rare beauty. In modern Earth, she would definitely be a cover model for fashion magazines.

However, the red-clad girl, hearing the splendid swordsman's words, felt humiliated. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she opened her mouth to say something but could not, almost crying.

Yang Dingtian, who was very considerate of women, could not bear to see her cry and quickly said, "Brother Qin, you are mistaken. Dongfang Bingling is like a celestial being, unreachable, and naturally beautiful. The girl next to me is pure and innocent, with her own beauty. A precious flower in an expensive pot is indeed beautiful, but a flower growing in the wild, nurtured by nature, is equally precious and beautiful. They just lack the expensive pot."

The girl, hearing Yang Dingtian's words, immediately forgot her sadness. Her beautiful face turned red, almost as if it would bleed, matching her red clothes. Her big eyes, like those of someone drunk, looked at Yang Dingtian boldly yet shyly, as if trying to memorize his face.

The splendid swordsman, seeing the girl's reaction, realized he was in trouble. This young man was an expert in seduction, and he had already won over the girl's heart. But he had adopted a high-and-mighty strategy, and it was too late to change. So he pretended to be annoyed and said, "Then you really haven't seen the world. Wait until you see Miss Dongfang, and you'll understand what I mean."

Yang Dingtian smiled and said, "What other highlights are there?"