Chapter 1364 - 745: Initiation (Double - )
Although the carriage was bumpy, the child’s sleep was always deep, especially since the carriage was dim, with only the faint light coming through the shaking curtains. Qin Yue was already fast asleep on Qin Qingluo’s lap.
Qin Qingluo gently stroked Qin Yue’s back. The carriage was momentarily silent, and no one disturbed the little one.
Taking advantage of the occasional flickering light leaking through the gaps in the carriage curtains, Yin Weiyin’s gaze carefully fell on the sleeping, tender little face.
The little one was sound asleep, breathing evenly and deeply. Her small mouth was slightly open, and her rosy, chubby cheeks had a blush due to her deep sleep. Her long eyelashes were like two small fans, casting faint shadows under her eyelids. She was indeed like a porcelain doll, with hints of Qin Qingluo’s shadow in her features. Her nose resembled Chen Yi’s, along with a touch of baby fat belonging to a tender child.
Yin Weiyin quietly studied her. Having had no prior opportunity to get closer, only watching from afar, now she could see the child’s appearance clearly—it was adorable. Even though Yin Weiyin did not like Qin Qingluo and had conflicts with her, it wasn’t to the extent that she would bear a grudge against a child, especially one that Chen Yi held in high regard.
Yin Weiyin not only bore no ill will towards others but also would repay kindness for grievances, willing to bestow a great fortune—to accept Qin Yue as a direct disciple.
If Qin Yue followed her path in cultivation, Yin Weiyin was confident, even without practicing Taihua Mountain’s methods, that she could become immortal. With this in mind, Yin Weiyin pondered for a moment, quietly chanting a mysterious technique, a faint spiritual light that ordinary people couldn’t detect flashed across her eyes, as she subtly observed the spiritual energy.
Seeing this, a trace of surprise flickered between her cold brows.
She saw that surrounding that small body was a concealed spiritual light, the aura pure and transparent. Though still unshaped, it was already an uncarved piece of jade.
With such excellent potential, she could be considered an excellent choice for cultivation.
In cultivation, three things are paramount: opportunity, wisdom, and potential. Of these, opportunity is most advocated, followed by wisdom, and finally potential. Regarding opportunity, without a guide, even the most exceptional talent might blend in with the mundane or go astray. However, for this little one, there was no need to worry about opportunity.
Meeting her, Yin Weiyin, was the greatest opportunity of this lifetime for the little one.
Yin Weiyin was contemplating this in her heart, with some thoughts lingering over her mind. She slightly tilted her head, intending to unobtrusively observe Chen Yi’s reaction.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her gaze turned, it met directly with a pair of deep eyes.
Chen Yi had somehow already looked in her direction.
An alarmed thud echoed in Yin Weiyin’s mind, halting all thoughts of opportunity and uncarved jade.
Had he noticed? Did he realize she was observing the spiritual energy?
Immediately, she saw the corner of Chen Yi’s lips curve into a barely noticeable arc. The smile was shallow, not reaching his eyes, with a hint of playful ambiguity, making Yin Weiyin’s heart skip a beat and then panic more intensely.
Although she had concealed her spiritual observation, perhaps it could have escaped Qin Qingluo, who was merely a pure martial artist unfamiliar with such arts, but it was impossible to hide from the current Chen Yi.
He must have noticed something.
However, perhaps unwilling to wake Qin Yue or because Yin Weiyin made no further movements, Chen Yi did not confront her.
As if the brief eye contact was merely a casual glance.
Yin Weiyin’s taut nerves slowly relaxed, quietly exhaling and lowering her lashes, maintaining a composed demeanor.
Once her emotions settled slightly, a subtle sense of grievance and resentment quietly arose.
How could he distrust her so?
Even this cautious glance of spiritual observation had to be watched with such vigilance, as if she were some malevolent person. Yet, no matter how flawed she was, would she harm a child? Moreover, what she had just contemplated was clearly a monumental fortune.
This feeling of distrust was like a tiny thorn, pricking her heart with a faint ache.
She pressed her lips together, lifted the curtain to gaze outside the carriage, where the scenery continually retreated, and outside appeared the solemn scene of the Cold Clothing Festival, with leaping flames and smoke extraordinarily desolate.
Chen Yi, who had lifted and lowered his gaze, glanced at the female crown again.
... Was his Great Yin feeling aggrieved?
Chen Yi’s gaze paused slightly, landing on her profile consistently turned towards the window.
He was not someone oblivious to women’s feelings; on the contrary, Chen Yi was particularly sensitive to matters of the heart. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to engage in lengthy pleas with Zhou Yitang in his previous life, understanding many women’s emotions like goose feathers drifting before the autumn wind, while he was always the first to observe the warms of spring waters.
From that glance, Chen Yi vaguely guessed the cause of the female crown’s grievance, only he had to be on guard with his Great Yin.
The carriage traveled out of the city along a rural road, and after some time, the surrounding commotion was gradually replaced by the tranquility of the mountains and forests, which then slowly became lively from afar to near.
As they disembarked successively, what suddenly appeared before them was a Daoist temple bustling with incense and worshippers.
It was the time of the Cold Clothing Festival, with an endless stream of people coming to offer incense and pray for blessings. The entrance to the mountain was crowded, shoulder to shoulder, the air filled with the thick scent of incense intertwined with the low murmurs and footsteps of people.
Qin Qingluo slightly frowned; she always disliked such jostling and bumping occasions, about to speak when she saw Yin Weiyin had already stepped forward, taking from her sleeve several elegantly cloud-patterned talismans prepared in advance.
Yin Weiyin handed the talismans to Qin Qingluo and Chen Yi respectively, then carefully attached a small talisman to Qin Yue’s collar as she rubbed her eyes. "This is a Dust Avoidance and Quiet Talisman. Wearing it can make people around you unconsciously avoid you by several feet, sparing you the discomfort of crowding."