Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Chapter 291 Flower Boat Night Attack

The wind chime girl sat at the table, her expression calm and her eyes clear as water.

Gu Yang asked and answered her in a gentle tone, trying to catch some clues from her answers.

"Miss Fengling, how long have you been performing the sacrificial dance? Do you feel tired?" Gu Yang asked with a smile, his tone showing some concern.

Feng Ling shook her head gently, her voice soft: “I was abandoned by my parents when I was young and thrown into a deep river.

It was my mother, the owner of the flower boat, who adopted me.

She has been very kind to me, so I have always wanted to do something for Huachuan to repay her.

Later, I heard the story of Master Jian Xing and was deeply moved, so I began to learn the sacrificial dance on my own.

From then on, I became the top star at Zuiyuelou."

She paused, a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes: “I never feel tired.

Seeing my mother happy is the happiest thing for me."

After listening to this, Gu Yang showed admiration in his eyes.

From Feng Ling's words, he could feel her simplicity and kindness, as if her world was filled with only gratitude and return, without any impurities.

However, Hu Qing on the side frowned slightly.

He locked onto Feng Ling with his spiritual sense, trying to detect any emotion or demonic aura from her, but found nothing.

The wind chime's aura was as pure as that of an ordinary person, completely devoid of the demonic aura he had sensed before.

"Did I guess wrong?" Hu Qing thought to himself, but quickly rejected the idea.

He believed in his intuition that there was definitely something wrong with the wind chimes.

So, Hu Qing took the initiative to ask, "Miss Fengling, your dancing is truly amazing.

However, I am very curious about how you manage to disappear when you appear and leave. It is truly amazing."

When Feng Ling heard this question, she slightly clenched the corner of her clothes. Although the movement was slight, Hu Qing still caught it keenly.

There really is something wrong with her. Could it be that the method she used to disappear was her martial arts technique?

Her expression remained calm, but there was a subtle hint of nervousness in her tone:

"That's a special light my mom had installed that matches the dress I'm wearing perfectly.

By utilizing the difference in light, you can easily achieve the disappearing effect."

As she spoke, she gently pulled at her purple gauze dress.

The hollow design and reflective material on the skirt shimmer under the light of the night pearls, giving people a mysterious feeling.

After listening to this, Gu Yang nodded in agreement: "I see, no wonder the effect is so realistic."

Hu Qing did not believe it easily.

He smiled slightly and continued, "The dancing of the Wind Bell girl is so moving. I wonder if she could perform a complete sacrificial dance for us?

We're willing to pay double this time."

Feng Ling heard this and shook her head slightly, with a hint of apology in her tone:

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, I'm feeling a little unwell today and I'm afraid I won't be able to perform."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and called softly to the door: "Xiao Cui, Xiao Lan, help me out."

The two beauties outside the door heard the call and immediately pushed the door open, holding Feng Ling's arms on the left and right.

Feng Ling bowed slightly and said to Hu Qing and Gu Yang, "My two lords, I will take my leave first. If you need me, you can call me again."

After saying that, she slowly left the room with the support of Xiao Cui and Xiao Lan.

After the door was closed, Gu Yang turned to look at Hu Qing and asked in a low voice:

"A Qing, do you think there's something wrong with her?"

Hu Qing's eyes were deep, and his tone was firm: "There is definitely something wrong with her.

Although she concealed it well, her emotions were obviously fluctuating when I asked her how she disappeared.

Moreover, she refused to dance for us, apparently fearing exposure."

Gu Yang nodded and said thoughtfully: "What should we do now? Should we follow her?"

Hu Qing shook his head and whispered, "There's no need to alert the enemy.

Since the figure underwater approached us actively, she must have her own purpose.

We'll wait and see what she does next."

Gu Yang nodded when he heard this, then smiled and said, "But having said that, this Feng Ling girl is indeed a wonderful person.

If she didn’t have any problems, I would really like to talk to her more.”

Hu Qing glanced at him and said calmly, "Don't forget why we came to Deepwater.

Sima Xingzhe's matter has not been resolved yet, don't be distracted by these trivial matters."

After Hu Qing and Gu Yang locked the door, they sat cross-legged on the bed and prepared to meditate.

The two of them quickly entered a state of cultivation, and the surroundings became quiet. It was silent all around.

The only sounds in the room were the breathing of the two people, and occasionally the chirping of birds in the distance.

Hu Qing's spiritual consciousness slowly spread, covering the entire room.

Although he was practicing, he still maintained a sense of vigilance. Gu Yang was completely immersed in his practice, his spiritual power slowly flowing through his body, and every breath seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth.

After an hour or two, the night deepened and moonlight shone through the window into the room, adding a touch of mystery to the room.

Just then, a masked woman dressed in black and with a hot body quietly came to their window.

Her eyes were cold and sharp, as if she could see through everything.

The woman took out a knife and easily pried open the locked window.

Her movements were light and skillful, without making a sound.

Then she tumbled into the room like a feather, without making any sound.

The body drew a graceful arc in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

The woman walked towards the two people on the bed step by step, her eyes fixed on Gu Yang.

Her right hand quietly transformed into sharp claws, hidden behind her, with a cold light flashing at her fingertips.

Her steps were so light that it seemed as if even the air was not disturbed.

When she was less than a meter away from Gu Yang, she looked at Hu Qing beside her with contempt, thinking to herself: "He's still in the Nascent Soul stage, and he didn't even know I came in. What a waste."

There was a hint of disdain in her eyes, and then she looked at Gu Yang's dantian, and her claws suddenly fell.

However, just as her claws were about to touch Gu Yang, a warm and powerful hand suddenly stopped her.

The woman looked up in shock and met the smiling Gu Yang.

His bright eyes were slightly aggressive at this moment, with a hint of teasing and coldness.

Gu Yang looked at her with a smile, his eyes showing no surprise, but rather a hint of teasing:

"Miss, isn't it a bit rude to visit you so late at night with such sharp claws?"

The woman's pupils suddenly contracted, and her heart was filled with turmoil.

She tried to break free from Gu Yang's hand, but found that his strength was astonishingly great. Her wrist seemed to be clamped by an iron clamp and she could not move.

At this moment, Hu Qing beside him slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Brother Gu, it seems our guests are a little anxious."

Gu Yang smiled, his eyes still fixed on the woman:

"Ah Qing, you're right. However, this girl's claws are quite sharp. I almost suffered a great loss."