Roaming Soul

She had also thought of finding other famous masters, but it was useless. In this world, only the Misty King was what she needed the most, so she had to win them over.

"I just want to find you!"

Shiyan Qingjun probably thought that Yun Duan was stubborn, so he didn't say anything else. In any case, he wouldn't agree.

Yun Duan looked at Siyan Qingjun with annoyance. He didn't say anything more. He really did make her worried to death.

It had already been half a month since she left the palace. She had to think of something, but there seemed to be nothing she could do.

If her superior cultivation was not bad, she might be able to beat this person and knock him out, then carry him back to the Myriad Temple. However, that was clearly not possible.

It was just a delusion. A delusion.

As the days passed, Yun Duan stood by the small river and watched the water flow slowly, feeling very anxious, but she knew that no matter how anxious she was, it was useless. Siyan Qingjun was a person who did not want to get in the water.

Another day passed. After the heavy rain, the entire valley was filled with fog. The sun broke through the clouds and shone down. Everything was full of life and there was not the slightest hint of autumn.

The water on the stone table instantly dried up. He slowly took a pot of tea and sat down with a book in his hand.

Yun Duan stood by the small river with her hands behind her back, her gaze gazing into the distance through the clouds. She seemed to be thinking about something, and her brow creased.

Siyan Qingjun drank a cup of tea and glanced at the clouds. The woman's body was thin, but she stood up straight. Moreover, she was extremely stubborn. Her thin shoulders seemed to be able to carry everything, standing as straight as they could.

Qin Ni sent a letter. The busy road was so long that he couldn't get out of bed. The previous dynasty was in an uproar over the throne, and Emperor Chen was also completely exhausted.

Yun Duan didn't have much feelings for Emperor Chen, but her heart ached for him. If this was really fate, then she wouldn't be able to avoid it. But now, she couldn't even give him the slightest bit of good news.

There was no progress at all.

However, she couldn't give up just like that. If she did, then she wouldn't know what to do next. Her heart would be in a mess.

Even if she inherited that position, without the assistance of someone she trusted, she knew that she wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

If that was the case, what would happen then?

This wasn't what she wanted. Although she wanted to kill the Sunset Emperor with her own hands, it didn't mean that she wanted to take the entire world with her to the grave. If her Ah Rui was still alive, she definitely wouldn't want her to do that.

Thus, he had to remain calm.

Yun Duan retracted her gaze and looked at the quiet and reading Siyan Qingjun. This person's days were leisurely and leisurely. Aside from the occasional missing person, he spent most of his time in Cloud Valley, as if everything that happened in the outside world really had nothing to do with him.

Forget it, he decided to wait for a few more days.

Yun Duan began walking down the stream. Si Yan Qing Jun stared at her back, deep in thought.

When they reached a deep depression in the river, Yun Duan squatted down to take a look. A few days ago, she had tied up a few black fish in the net and they seemed to be very lively.

She picked out a large fish and let the rest out. Then, she took out her dagger and quickly removed the fish's scales to remove its internal organs. After washing it up, she carried it and slowly walked back.

There were still some fruits left in the mountains. From far away, she could see Si Yan Qing Jun chewing on them. His eyes were fixed on the book, and he looked very relaxed.

He ate with grace, neither fast nor slow, and did not make a sound.

Yun Duan carried the fish and walked in front of Si Yan. She boiled the fish in an earthenware jar and placed it inside. Afterwards, she walked to the stone table and sat down. Her eyes were empty, and no one knew where she was looking at.

Soon, the sound of gurgling water could be heard from inside the jar. When the clouds withdrew their gaze, it was as if they had returned to the desolate mountain.

No one said anything. The only person accompanying her was Old Yellow Dog. Although there was someone sitting across from her, it was as if there wasn't anyone sitting there. During these past few days, the chances of Si Yan Qing Jun asking her questions were low.

The clouds had gotten used to it, so even the answers had become mechanical, just a few sentences over and over again.

Siyan Qingjun put down the book and poured himself a cup of tea. After thinking for a moment, he poured another cup for Yun Duan. He pushed it in front of her and said, "Taste it!"

Yun Duan raised her eyebrows, feeling very surprised. She looked towards the sky. Could it be that the sun had risen from the west today?

However, she had already drunk a cup of Si Yan Qing Jun's tea. No, she probably wouldn't drink it again after taking a sip. She didn't like the bitter taste, so she stared at the man and spoke the truth, "Bitter!"

Si Yan Qing Jun was stunned. His black eyes were calm and emotionless as he looked at Yun Duan with a profound look in his eyes.

"No, try it!"

Yun Duan thought that this person was so attentive to her drinking his tea today. Could he have some scheme?

However, he felt that he was being too worried. If he wanted to do something to her, he wouldn't have waited this long and wouldn't have spent so much effort on his tea.

As such, she took a sip of the teacup with a bit of doubt in her heart. Luckily, it was only one sip.

It was a lie. It was clearly more bitter than the first time she drank it. Yun Duan became sad and wanted to vomit, but Si Yan Qing Jun looked at her with his deep and clear gaze.

He could only swallow slowly, bit by bit.

When she finally finished swallowing, she opened her mouth to speak. She pulled the teacup to the side and said, "It's still very bitter. It's even more bitter than when I first came here!"

Siyan Qingjun frowned. He picked up his cup and took a sip. After savoring it for a long time, he shook his head. "It's not bitter!"

"…"

Were their tastes also different?

Or could it be that the city's top experts were stronger than most people when it came to enduring bitterness?

Yun Duan didn't know, but she chose not to drink Si Yan Qing Jun's tea again.

However, what she found strange was that this person clearly had a pure and noble temperament, so why did he like to drink this extremely rich and bitter tea?

Yun Duan's eyes turned over to Si Yan Qing Jun and asked, "Why do you like to drink this tea?"

ShiYan Qingjun was stunned. For a moment, confusion flashed through his black eyes. Yun Duan's mouth twitched. Did he not know?

Impossible, right?

"I don't feel bitter!" After a long while, Si Yan Qing Jun finally opened his mouth.

"…"

An expert was indeed an expert, completely different from ordinary people.

Yun Duan walked over to the bonfire and looked at the fish soup in the jar. It was thick, fresh, and very fragrant. She took out some herbs from the bamboo frame beside her and sprinkled them into it.

He found a small bowl and poured a bowl for Siyan Qing Jun. Yun Jun placed it in front of him and said in a light tone, "Taste it!"

She was very confident in the fish soup and barbecue.

Siyan Qingjun looked at the clouds. His black eyes were like an extremely dark glacier. They were very cold, but he was still trying to warm them up.

His voice was very pleasant to hear, just like his own person. It was clear and cool.

"You know I don't!"

Yun Duan shrugged. "You're not a monk from the temple. Do you really only know how to be a vegetarian?"

Yun Duan thought about it for a moment. She had never seen this person eat anything that was made of meat before. Furthermore, she had rarely seen him eat anything that was made of meat. She had only occasionally seen him eat a fruit with an elegant posture, but the fruit was vegetarian.

She also made fish soup these days, and almost every time she would first give him a bowl of it before eating it herself, but he had never tasted it before.

"If you're not a monk, then drink a mouthful. My cooking skills are not bad, at least I won't be as bitter as your tea!"

Siyan Qingjun's black eyes flashed. He looked at the bowl of white fish soup. Just by smelling it, it seemed to be very fragrant. He thought for a moment, then picked up a spoon and slowly popped half a spoonful into his mouth.

Yun Duan stared at him and asked expectantly, "How is it?"

This person had finally eaten her food. This wasn't a good sign, perhaps his mood was slowly changing.

"Un, not bad!"

Yun Duan smiled and looked at him, saying, "Then drink slowly. If it's not good enough, there's more in the jar!" After saying that, she walked towards the fire and began to slowly drink the soup. The soup was very hot, so she blew on it for a long time to drink. She didn't use a spoon, but just picked up the bowl and drank.

After Yun Duan finished drinking, she walked over to him. Seeing that there was still half a bowl left in the small bowl, she slightly raised her eyebrows. "You don't like it?"

Siyan Qingjun looked at him. He lowered his eyes and stared at the bowl of soup. With a cold voice, he said, "Tomorrow, you can go back!"

Yun Duan blinked and asked, "Will you help me?"

"You know it's impossible!"

Yun Duan sighed. She sat in front of Siyan Qingjun, looking at his exquisite facial features. His cold and elegant appearance was truly beautiful.

"How can you promise me that? Whatever request you have, just let it be! "

Yun Duan thought that as long as it was a person, he would have a desire. He could not stay here without any desires, moreover, he was so powerful.

Siyan Qingjun looked at the clouds with an enigmatic expression, not saying a word.

"…"

Did he have it or not?

Yun Duan suppressed the anxiety in his heart and slowly asked, "What do you want?"

"…"

He didn't speak.

Yun Duan let out a soft cough. She exhaled and spoke again, "Give me your condition. As long as it is within my means, I will do my best to fulfill it!"

As long as he agreed to help her, then she could fulfill all of his conditions.

Shiyan Qingjun stared at Yun Duan with a profound gaze. It was impossible for Yun Duan to tell what he was thinking.

"What do you want?" Si Yan Qing Jun's voice was quiet and emotionless.

Yun Duan was stunned. Didn't he know about this?

Or had she never clearly stated her purpose?

Well, she said formally once, "I want that seat. Please give me your guidance, Mist Monarch!"

"Women are not suitable for this world!"

Yun Duan's black eyes narrowed, "It's not like there have never been precedents where a woman is no worse than a man!"

At least she didn't think she was worse than a man.

"This road will be very difficult!"

Yun Duan excitedly looked at Si Yan Qing Jun. Was he about to agree?

She looked away to stabilize her mind and said, "As long as the Misty King is here, I think I can get through it no matter how hard it is!"

She must pull him under her command and make him her servant.

Siyan Qingjun glanced into the distance, his face cold and proud.

"I can't help you!"

Yun Duan instantly felt like she had been thrown back to her original form after hearing those words. She hurriedly stood up and asked, "Mist Monarch, what do you want? How are you going to get out of the valley?"

"I have no heart, so I think it's best if you don't waste any more time!"

"…"