Chapter 70-Part 3

Xuan Huang was a country of many cultivators, surpassing Lin Xiao’s imagination. Huang level was the most common level, and there were many xuan level also. Lin Xiao pressed his lips closed. The Refining Assembly was being held in Xuan Huang’s central city. And he wasn’t far from there…Ling Luo, he would see him soon…

Faster than Lin Xiao expected. He’d arrived in the city, nervously walking through the streets. He looked around and there was Ling Luo.

Walking on either side of Ling Luo were Murong Xue and Cheng Yan, apparently shopping. After three months of not seeing Ling Luo, to Lin Xiao he seemed taller and his face colder.

Seeming to sense that someone was gawking at him, Ling Luo’s eyes roved. Lin Xiao hastily hid. The moment he caught that flicker in Ling Luo’s gaze, Lin Xiao flinched…his courage swept away.

Lin Xiao touched his face, thinking. He had left his face mask off once he had gone back to Nebula country. But now he had the impulse to put it back on again. He still hadn’t figured out how he was going to talk to Ling Luo.

Run up to Ling Luo, saying: “I killed your parents.” ? Ling Luo wouldn’t believe that, and there wasn’t much left of his own bravery. Lin Xiao dodged into a covert alleyway.

First, he’d put on his human-skin mask. After doing that, Lin Xiao meandered back into the streets.

Ling Luo, Murong Xue, and Cheng Yan were still strolling together. From time to time, the other two would try to engage Ling Luo in conversation. But Ling Luo acted indifferent, only going “hmm” every now and then. Before long, they appeared to be heading back.

Lin Xiao followed them, blending in with other passerbys. If it hadn’t been for his increased cultivation, Ling Luo probably would have noticed him…

Ling Luo stopped at the inn where he was staying. He went up the stairs and into his room. Lin Xiao booked a room just across the hallway from Ling Luo’s. But after renting the room, Lin Xiao didn’t go to it. He sat downstairs, thinking about how to tell Ling Luo the truth.

But before long, a group of people had approached the inn.

Lin Xiao, observing the group, found some familiar faces…

Yu Weiwei, Yu Luohua…and Yu Zheng and so on.

Lin Xiao gaped. Did he have much chance of talking to Ling Luo now? Lin Xiao thought about how the assembly was about to begin…if he spoke to Ling Luo now, would Ling Luo be able to perform at the assembly as he would have originally? Lin Xiao would be taking away Ling Luo’s chance to shine amongst all the other cultivators.

And Yu Weiwei appearing at Ling Luo’s inn…given her feelings for him, she’d definitely try to get his attention. Ling Luo was going to be surrounded by Murong Xue, Cheng Yan, and Yu Weiwei…and possibly more.

Lin Xiao would have a hard time getting Ling Luo alone.

Lin Xiao sighed. He’d have to hold off for a few days. Ling Luo chopping him off at the neck would come soon enough.

Lin Xiao blinked his eyes, trying to banish the sadness. He should pay attention to the situation with Yu Weiwei. Lin Xiao guessed that Ling Luo would descend the stairs soon and the two would meet each other…

Lin Xiao figured Yu Weiwei would be shedding tears again…

Sure enough, Ling Luo came back downstairs not long after, Murong Xue and Cheng Yan still accompanying him.

Yu Weiwei’s table faced the stairs. There was no avoiding her seeing the three of them. And as soon as she did, her eyes reddened. But she didn’t cry. Instead she shouted loudly, “Ling Luo!” Then waited for Ling Luo to look at her.

Hearing someone call his name…Ling Luo raised his head, scanning the room…Yu Weiwei? He frowned initially, gave a slight nod, and looked for a place to sit down.

Yu Weiwei wasn’t done, however. She shouted: “Ling Luo, come and sit with us.” There were hardly any empty seats left, as cultivators were pouring into the city for the assembly.

Ling Luo grimaced. Truthfully, he didn’t want to share a table with Yu Weiwei. And Murong Xue wasn’t enthused about it either. She didn’t know who that beautiful woman was, but Murong Xue didn’t like her. She sensed an enemy, and didn’t intend on letting down her guard.

Glancing about, Murong Xue saw Lin Xiao sitting by himself. She pulled Ling Luo’s sleeve, saying to him: “Look over at that table.”

Ling Luo turned his head towards Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao lifted his gaze.

Two people’s eyes met.