Chronicles of Heaven's Chosen - Chapter 62

Yuan Yao shot down to the foot of Heavenly Martial Peak in one breath.

Just as she was about to head for the sect gates, someone called to her from nearby.

“Little Junior Sister!”

Yuan Yao stiffened. Turning toward the voice, she smiled at the two senior brothers.

“Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Liang, I have something to take care of. We’ll talk another day!”

With that, she raced toward the gates.

The two senior brothers remained rooted to the spot, staring at one another in confusion. Why was Little Junior Sister in such a hurry? Did she really have some urgent matter to handle?

The next instant, a youth abruptly appeared before them and asked anxiously, “Have you seen Little Junior Sister?”

“Yes…”

“Where?”

“She went that way…”

Before they could finish, the youth sprinted in the direction Little Junior Sister had gone, plainly frantic.

The two exchanged baffled looks.

Why was Senior Brother Cang chasing Little Junior Sister?

As Yuan Yao neared the sect gates, she swiftly took out the pass token Master had once given her, which allowed her to travel freely through the Xiaoyao Sect.

She held the token high and called clearly and firmly to the gate steward, “I have an urgent matter to handle. Please let me pass!”

The gate steward took one look and immediately recognized Yuan Yao. He was secretly astonished, but when he saw the pass token in her hand—a symbol of authority and trust—he ultimately opened the gates and allowed her to leave.

Yuan Yao exhaled in relief, the tension in her nerves finally easing slightly.

She summoned the Phantom Spirit Sword and sent it hovering in midair.

With a tap of her toes, she leaped onto the blade.

The Phantom Spirit Sword wobbled, nearly throwing her off.

Yuan Yao jumped in fright and immediately channeled spiritual power to control it.

Truthfully, this was her first time flying on a sword, and she could not help panicking a little.

She took out a map of the Ninth Continent, checked her direction, and began flying onward.

The Phantom Spirit Sword continued to shake beneath her.

Several times, she nearly fell.

“Phantom Spirit, steady yourself!” Yuan Yao ordered.

The sword’s response flowed into her mind.

*You’re the one controlling me. If I’m unsteady, it’s because of you.*

The corner of Yuan Yao’s mouth twitched.

She composed herself and concentrated fully on flying.

Only a short while later, she heard movement behind her.

Yuan Yao turned for a look, and her heart clenched in fright.

“Third Senior Brother…”

“Yuan Yao! How dare you leave the Xiaoyao Sect without permission! I, Cang Aotian, will never let you have your way! Surrender at once and return to the sect with me! I, Cang Aotian, may still be able to smooth things over for you. Otherwise, once Master finds out, he will certainly spank your little bottom!”

Cang Li came speeding toward her on his flying sword.

He had long since guessed that she wanted to go to Yunming City, but he had never expected her to act so quickly.

He had almost failed to catch up!

“Cang Aotian, I will never surrender!” Yuan Yao shouted.

Hardening her heart, she urged the Phantom Spirit Sword to accelerate.

Whoosh—

The sword shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

It nearly flung Yuan Yao away. She swallowed hard and did everything she could to steady herself.

“Yuan Yao!” Cang Li ground his teeth in fury and accelerated after her.

The next moment, he witnessed something that made his pupils contract in horror.

Without the slightest warning, Yuan Yao fell from the Phantom Spirit Sword! Her light body plummeted like a kite whose string had snapped.

Cang Li’s heart tightened. He rushed over at full speed to catch her, but what happened next was beyond anything he had expected.

Yuan Yao thrust out her right hand in midair and caught a mysterious rope shining with multicolored light that had extended from the Phantom Spirit Sword.

Just like that, the sword dragged her away through the air.

Cang Li stared in disbelief.

“Third Senior Brother, go back!” Yuan Yao turned her head and shouted. “I only want to go out and experience the world on my own. You don’t need to worry about me.”

“Who’s worried about you?!” Cang Li snapped through gritted teeth. “Get back here!”

“No!”

“Come back!”

Yuan Yao leaped onto the blade again. Looking over her shoulder at Cang Li as he steadily closed the distance, she declared, “Never!”

She did not have many days left to live. She had to find other targets and win them over.

Seeing how determined she was, Cang Li felt both helpless and frustrated.

“You little menace!” he cursed. “Wait for me! I’ll go with you!”

Yuan Yao froze for a moment, then shook her head. “No!”

Third Senior Brother absolutely could not learn that she was trying to awaken the targets.

Cang Li’s expression stiffened.

“Then you can forget about going anywhere! I refuse to believe I can’t catch you!”

…

One night passed.

Morning sunlight spilled over the two figures flying on swords.

Gradually, the sky darkened.

Hazy moonlight fell over the two figures still flying on swords.

They had slowed considerably.

Exhaustion covered both their faces.

“Yuan Yao, you bastard,” Cang Li cursed weakly from behind her, dark circles beneath his eyes.

“Third Senior Brother, just go back…”

Yuan Yao’s voice was heavy with sleepiness.

An hour later, they both surrendered to exhaustion.

They collapsed feebly onto a patch of grass.

“Master sent me a message asking what happened,” Cang Li said. “I didn’t dare answer.”

“I answered.”

“What did you say?”

“I said Third Senior Brother was taking me to Yunming City.”

“Yuan Yao, I really want to strangle you!”

Yuan Yao laughed guiltily. “If I’d said I was taking Third Senior Brother to Yunming City, Master would never have believed me.”

Cang Li was speechless.

Let the world end.

After resting for a while, Yuan Yao suddenly remembered something. She sat up, took out the map of the Ninth Continent, and unfolded it.

Cang Li also sat up. “No need to look. Once we pass two more cities, we’ll reach Yunming City.”

Yuan Yao put away the map and looked at him. “Third Senior Brother, let’s go now.”

“We’ll go when the sun rises.” Cang Li lay back down.

Yuan Yao looked at the youth, who had already closed his eyes, then lifted her gaze toward Yunming City.

System 250’s voice sounded in her sea of consciousness.

【Host, a friendly reminder: you have only seven days left to live.】

At those words, Yuan Yao immediately removed her outer robe, put on the Myriad Wards Robe Master had given her, then dressed again.

Cang Li seemed to have fallen deeply asleep.

Yuan Yao did not remain idle. She sat cross-legged and began cultivating.

At first light, she woke Cang Li.

“Third Senior Brother! Wake up!”

Cang Li opened his bleary eyes and yawned.

“Let’s go.” Yuan Yao smiled.

Cang Li glanced at her, then took numerous bottles and jars from his storage space and arranged them across the grass.

Pointing at them one by one, he began his explanation.

“This is a third-grade Antidote Pill. This is a fourth-grade Spirit-Healing Pill. This is a fourth-grade Blood-Replenishing Pill. This is a fourth-grade Mind-Clearing Pill…”

Once he had finished, he looked up. “Got all that?”

Yuan Yao nodded.

“Then put them away,” Cang Li said.

She stared. “They’re all for me?”

Cang Li raised a brow. “Who else would they be for? Do you see anyone else here?”

“Thank you, Third Senior Brother!” Warmth filled Yuan Yao’s heart.

Then Cang Li continued, “As of this moment, you owe me eighty-eight thousand, eight hundred and eighty-eight low-grade spirit stones.”