Chapter 64 -s 61-62: Eldest Apprentice Brother

Chapter 64: Chapters 61-62: Eldest Apprentice BrotherQingling actually hadn’t fallen asleep, and when she knew the visitor was Fanxing, she didn’t move; what she didn’t expect to hear were such words.

Does Brother Fanxing also love her?

Since he loves her so much, how could she bear to disappoint him?

Qingling’s long eyelashes trembled gently as she slowly opened her bright eyes and met Fanxing’s peach blossom eyes.

"Qingling, I, I didn’t mean to enter your room on purpose." Fanxing’s peach blossom eyes panicked, clumsily explaining, "I just came to see if you had kicked off your covers, don’t catch a cold."

This excuse wouldn’t even be believed by a three-year-old; could a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage catch a cold from kicking off their covers?

Fanxing knew he had said something foolish and gradually quieted down, his eyes filled with shame.

Just as he wanted to flee the room, not wanting Qingling to continue seeing him in this embarrassing state, the woman he held in his heart gently held his hand and said something that made his heart leap to his throat: "Brother Fanxing, do you like me?"

Moonlight streamed through the window, blurring their faces. Fanxing didn’t want to deceive himself anymore; looking into Qingling’s eyes, he firmly said, "Yes, I like you, I’ve liked you for a long time. Seeing other men stand by your side, I get so jealous I almost go mad."

Upon hearing this, Qingling gently smiled and looked up at him: "Then why didn’t you tell me?"

"I..." Fanxing stammered, clutching her hand tightly, afraid she might suddenly disappear, "I’m afraid if you reject me, I won’t even be able to be your brother anymore."

"How about this then!" Qingling looked up, suddenly kissed him on the corner of his lips, and lightly laughed: "Is Brother Fanxing still afraid now?"

Fanxing gazed at her dumbfounded, feeling as if he was dreaming today, suddenly holding the woman in front of him tightly; even if it was a dream, he would never let go of her again.

The next morning, Xue Yang came to Qingling’s room. Fanxing had already left, and Qingling was lying alone on the big bed, sound asleep. Looking at her flushed face after sleep, he embraced her along with the blanket.

"Xue Yang..." Qingling hesitated as she looked at him, her gaze filled with both apology and reluctance.

"Shush, don’t talk." Xue Yang’s index finger pressed against her rosy lips.

"Qingling, I love you, do you love me?" After a while, as the atmosphere grew more awkward, he gently whispered in her ear.

Qingling looked straight into his eyes, without lying: "Love."

"What about your Brother Fanxing?" Xue Yang, tormented by the thought of the previous night, asked painfully.

"I love him too." Qingling suddenly stretched out her arms to embrace Xue Yang’s waist, saying with a crying voice: "Please don’t force me, I love both of you, I don’t want to leave either of you."

Xue Yang, listening to her crying, felt a pang of heartache, feeling her warm tears against his chest, hugged her even tighter, repeatedly apologizing: "I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have pressured you."

Qingling lifted her head, her eyes brimming with water, looking at him weakly: "Then will you leave me?"

Xue Yang saw her fragile gaze and felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles. She was the fairy who had saved his life! How could he bear to see her sad! He loved her, and she loved him too, so why would he leave her?

"No, I will not leave you," Xue Yang swore to the heavens.

Qingling finally lit up with a smile, in the gentle morning sunlight, amidst the misty vapors of the hot springs, unbelievably beautiful.

Xue Yang, as if his soul was hooked, leaned in and kissed her.

"Junior Brother, Father asked me and Shun Ying to make a trip to Array Sect, do you want to go?" Shun Hua sprawled on the soft grass, still holding a jug of Spiritual Wine given by Little Wood Spirit.

"Array Sect?" Ye Qiu suddenly remembered, wasn’t the senior disciple from Array Sect also one of Qingling’s harem? Also, he was Shun Ying’s fiancé. In the past life, Shun Ying lost her life because of him, wondering if they have fixed their issues now.

In the past life, Sword Sect and Array Sect had very unpleasant relations due to the affairs of these three, which also led to massive losses of territories when Demon Clan and Demon Clan invaded due to mutual suspicions. Isn’t this the time when Sword Sect and Array Sect had conflicts?

"When did you hear this? I heard that Array Sect has a very powerful One Sword Formation; I also want to see it."

"Haha... Junior Brother, I knew you are only interested in cultivation," Shun Hua teased, "Next month is the birthday of Array Sect Leader’s Wife; you know, Shun Ying and their eldest son Xue Yang are engaged since childhood, we will go a step ahead of others, leaving in three days, can you make it, Junior Brother?"

"I have nothing else on, just call me when it’s time to leave," Ye Qiu nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Xue Yang, holding Qingling in his arms, pleaded eagerly: "Qingling, next month is my mother’s birthday, come back with me!"

He truly loved her deeply, eagerly wanting to introduce her to his family. Qingling, so powerful, kind-hearted, and beautiful, had also saved his life, his father and mother would surely like her.

As for Shun Ying, his fiancée he had only met a few times, he completely put her out of his mind. A mere verbal agreement of engagement could be canceled if need be; what impact could it possibly have? At worst, they could compensate them with some Spirit Stones.

Qingling too had long wanted to see this sect, only slightly weaker than their Sword Sect, which had substantial backing; without overthinking, she agreed to his request, and accompanying them was Fanxing, the Young Master of Meteor Trading House who had just finished dealing with some matters.

Although the two men disliked each other, for the sake of Qingling, they both tacitly maintained harmony.

Traveling together resulted in the journey being more than half slower than initially planned, and by the time Ye Qiu and his group reached Array Sect, Xue Yang, the biological son, had not returned yet.

Cultivators live long, generally celebrating their birthdays once every hundred years, and this was the four hundredth birthday feast of the Array Sect Leader’s Wife.

"Brother Hua, Sister Ying, you’ve arrived." After seeing the Sect Leader couple, a young man who appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old joyfully ran towards them, his bright eyes twinkling like stars.