bioinnovel Chapter 705 Lingzhuzi and Yang Chan
Chapter 705 Lingzhuzi and Yang Chan
"Why does Master suddenly want to see Junior Sister Yang Chan?"
Lingzhuzi finished his cultivation, and the primordial spiritual energy flowing around him slowly dissipated.
The young man wore a red Taoist robe, his hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he had a handsome face, but his lively spirit could not be hidden between his brows.
He was a disciple of Nuwa.
Its true form is an innate spiritual pearl, possessing an extraordinary origin.
Over the years, Lingzhuzi has remained in the Nuwa Palace to cultivate and rarely ventures into the prehistoric world.
In this sacred place, Nuwa rarely summoned her disciples.
The fact that he was suddenly summoned to the main hall today, asking him to take Yang Chan there, was clearly no small matter.
"That's strange."
Lingzhu scratched his head and muttered to himself.
"Junior sister hasn't caused any trouble lately."
Thinking about this, he felt something was wrong.
After entering Nuwa Palace, Yang Chan remained quiet and focused on her cultivation, working more diligently than anyone else.
He never causes trouble, and he doesn't even argue with anyone.
In the entire Nuwa Palace, the most troublesome person was actually Lingzhuzi himself.
"Could it be that someone from my junior sister's family has come to visit?"
The moment the thought crossed Lingzhu's mind, he paused.
He knew some of Yang Chan's family affairs.
Her mother, Yao Ji, was imprisoned on Peach Mountain, her father, Yang Tianyou, went missing, and her two elder brothers were also separated in that upheaval.
Over the years, although Yang Chan rarely mentioned her family, Lingzhuzi could tell that she had never truly let go.
Especially on days when people in the human world reunite, Yang Chan would sit alone outside the palace, staring blankly in the direction of the primordial wilderness.
Several times, Lingzhuzi wanted to go and comfort her, but she didn't know how to start the conversation.
He had never experienced being separated from his family before.
Saying "they will reunite" casually is too flippant.
"Never mind, let's go call someone first."
Lingzhuzi got up and left the cultivation place, walked around a spiritual lake, and soon arrived at a bamboo forest not far away.
In the center of the bamboo forest, a young girl sat cross-legged on a futon.
A light blue long dress was spread on the ground, her long black hair cascaded down her back, and her hands were placed on her knees as she practiced the creation method passed down by Nuwa.
A stream of azure spiritual light gathered from all around and entered her body through her meridians.
Yang Chan's cultivation level is not considered high.
But her foundation was very solid, and her aura was extremely pure.
Beside her, a precious lamp floated silently.
The lamp is nine inches tall, pure white, and has a seven-colored radiance flowing around its wick. It is the Lotus Lamp bestowed by Nuwa.
Lingzhuzi did not disturb him rashly.
Distraction is the worst thing to do during spiritual practice, and even he, who is usually quite unconventional, knows this principle.
After waiting a moment, Yang Chan completed a cycle of her magical powers and slowly withdrew them.
The lotus lantern then fell down and was held in her palm.
"Senior brother?"
Yang Chan opened her eyes and saw Ling Zhuzi standing outside, which immediately filled her with some doubt.
"Weren't you in seclusion?"
"I was just practicing when my master suddenly sent me a telepathic message. How could I dare to continue sitting?"
Lingzhuzi strode into the bamboo forest.
"Junior sister, stop practicing, Master wants to see you."
Yang Chan was stunned for a moment.
"Does Master want to see me?"
"Yes, and he even asked me to personally take you to the main hall."
Lingzhuzi squatted beside the futon and said in a low voice, "Have you been doing something big behind my back lately?"
Yang Chan was even more confused.
"I have been practicing meditation in the bamboo forest these days and haven't gone anywhere else."
"That would be strange."
Lingzhu stroked his chin and began to analyze seriously.
"If it's just to check your cultivation, Master can just send you a telepathic message; there's no need for me to come and bring you."
"There must be something going on if they specifically made me make this trip."
Yang Chan also felt somewhat uneasy after hearing what he said.
After becoming a disciple of Nuwa, her master treated her very well and never punished her.
But the sudden summons from the sage still left her feeling uncertain.
"Could there be a problem with my cultivation?"
"Won't."
Lingzhu immediately shook his head.
"Your cultivation speed is almost catching up with mine. If you have problems, then am I beyond saving?"
"Senior brother, you're talking nonsense again."
"Isn't that the truth?"
Lingzhu stood up and patted his Taoist robe.
"Stop overthinking it, you'll find out when you get there."
"If Master really wants to punish you, I'll speak up for you."
Yang Chan put away the Lotus Lantern, feeling a warmth in her heart.
Over the years in the Nuwa Palace, Lingzhuzi had always taken good care of her.
Although this senior brother is sometimes unreliable and always likes to disturb her cultivation, he is never ambiguous when it matters.
As soon as the two stepped out of the bamboo forest, Yang Chan suddenly stopped.
"Senior brother, did Master say anything else when he transmitted his voice?"
"no."
Lingzhuzi answered quickly.
"Just tell me to take you to the main hall."
Are there any guests in the main hall?
"I don't know about that."
Lingzhuzi thought for a moment and then added a sentence.
"But I bet there are guests."
Yang Chan's heart inexplicably quickened.
guest?
Who is it?
Those who are able to enter the main hall of Nuwa Palace must be of high status.
She knew very few powerful beings from the primordial era, and it was impossible for anyone to come looking for her specifically.
Could they be from Heaven?
The thought of the Heavenly Court made Yang Chan's heart tighten.
The fact that my mother was imprisoned on Peach Mountain was the work of Haotian.
Although she addressed Haotian as her uncle, she didn't feel much closeness to him.
If it weren't for Master Nuwa bringing her to the Nuwa Palace, the Heavenly Court would probably have come knocking on her door long ago.
"Junior sister, why have you stopped?"
Lingzhuzi had already taken a few steps when she turned back to look.
Yang Chan suppressed her worries and quickly followed.
"They're here."
No matter who it is, since her master has asked her to go, she cannot hide.
The two walked along the palace path.
The closer Yang Chan got to the main hall, the stronger her feelings became.
It's not fear.
Rather, it's an inexplicable expectation.
Someone is waiting for her ahead.
This thought had no basis whatsoever, yet I couldn't suppress it no matter what I did.
"Senior brother."
Yang Chan spoke again.
"Um?"
"Has there been any news about the Yang family in the primordial world recently?"
Lingzhuzi's steps slowed down by half a beat.
He rarely leaves the Nuwa Palace, so his information network is naturally not very efficient.
But Yang Chan's sudden question clearly indicated that she was thinking of her family.
"I haven't heard of it."
Lingzhuzi didn't want to lie to her, so he could only tell the truth.
"However, Master is incredibly powerful. If she has any news, she will definitely tell you."
Yang Chan nodded gently.
"I know."
Even so, she couldn't help but think about it.
Where is my second brother now?
Are you injured?
Have you found the eldest brother?
Over the years, she has been diligently cultivating herself, hoping to one day leave the Nuwa Palace and personally search for her family.
But the wilderness was too vast.
With her current cultivation level, if she were to go out rashly, not only would she not be able to find anyone, but she might also cause trouble for her master.
"Junior sister, the main hall is just ahead."
Lingzhu pointed with her finger.
The main hall had appeared at the end of the road.
Yang Chan looked up and saw that the palace gates were open, but the divine light of creation blocked her view, making it impossible to see the people inside.
"Let's go."
Lingzhuzi took the first step.
Yang Chan stood there, her hand unconsciously pressed against her chest.
It's getting faster and faster.
What exactly is this feeling?
"Could it be...?"
A thought she couldn't believe suddenly popped into her mind.
Yang Chan dared not think any further, fearing that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Just then, the divine light of creation in the hall slowly parted, and Nuwa's voice came from within.
"Yang Chan, come in."