Chapter 127: 127 - You’re coming with me "Hm... Darling, who’s at the door at this hour?" Feiyan asked, her sleepy eyes slowly opening. "Probably some unpleasant people," Qingyi replied, his voice also drowsy. "Go answer it, it could be the master." Feiyan rolled over in the bed, only to be interrupted by a loud smack as Qingyi’s palm landed on her plump, shapely ass. "Getting lazy, huh? Maybe I need to educate you a little." Qingyi smiled, slipping out of her embrace and sitting down on the bed. "Ughn~~ I’ve had a busy week, okay?" she complained, massaging her burning ass. "Mine was full too." "Full of what exactly? Fucking those twenty priestesses until your cock stopped rising?" The tanned beauty’s words drew a teasing laugh from Ruxue. "Yes, that’s exactly what he’s been doing all week!" The spiritual beauty hugged him from behind, her huge breasts covering his back in a warm, soft embrace. "I knew it!" Feiyan’s eyes lit up. Realizing that things weren’t looking good for him, Qingyi finally got up, getting dressed before throwing the sheets over the girls, whose naked, curvaceous bodies were still sprawled lazily on the bed. "Cover up, don’t make me gouge the eyes out of the poor bastard on the other side of the door for seeing what he shouldn’t." He warned before opening the door, his eyes meeting those of an escort of royal guard soldiers. "Young master Qingyi, I’m Captain Du Kangrui, can we ask you a few questions?" "Of course, no problem." Qingyi smiled at the guards before stepping out of his room, closing the door behind him. "Did you leave your room to do something tonight?" Kangrui asked. "No, I stayed with my wife all night." Qingyi replied calmly. "Hm..." The guard watched Qingyi’s face, looking for any sign of a lie. There was nothing. The handsome young man maintained a gentle smile and calm eyes, not even a single trace of guilt coloring his face. "Something wrong?" An old, feminine voice echoed through the hotel corridors. Kangrui’s eyes twitched as he turned around. "Not at all, Elder Xue, we were just investigating the crown prince’s death." Kangrui bowed, receiving a gentle smile from Madame Xue. "Good, you can investigate elsewhere." She said, waving for the guards to leave. "Now leave, I have things to settle with my sect’s disciple." "But elder, the king’s orders-" Kangrui tried to question, but receiving a cold stare from the woman, he turned and left. "Greetings elder. Feiyan is still in bed, shall I call her?" Qingyi bowed to Madame Xue, who just shook her head. "No, I came here for you, actually." "For me?" Qingyi couldn’t help raising an eyebrow in confusion. "Yes," she nodded, observing her surroundings for a brief moment before releasing her Qi, sealing off the corridor. "Your talent has changed, by a greater margin than I am even able to calculate. The sect leader asked me to put this aside, but I need to know if you’re going to continue by my disciple’s side: what did that expert from the nine peaks basin do to you?" "Nothing." Qingyi shook his head. After thinking for a moment, he decided that a half-truth would be the best way to answer that. "She just healed me, studied my body for a few days and then released me. I ended up in a place called the Heavenly Thunder Realm and entered a secret realm, I had a few fortuitous encounters there which ended up greatly increasing my cultivation and talent." "Heavenly Thunder Realm?" Madame Xue frowned. "Why would an expert take you to such an isolated place instead of the Nine Peaks Basin if she was interested on you?" "I’m sorry, elder, but I’m just a junior who doesn’t know what goes on in the heads of true masters." Hearing those words, Madame Xue sighed heavily. Qingyi wasn’t wrong, not even she was capable of understanding the powerful cultivators of the Nine Peaks Basin. "Wake up Feiyan, we’re leaving in a few hours. The sect leader will be accompanying us, so don’t be late." Madame Xue turned around, she didn’t have much more to ask Qingyi. The Ascending Dragon Sect was liberal with its disciples and rarely tried to impose its will by force. As long as they didn’t surrender to demonic cultivation or commit serious crimes, of course. "Wait," Qingyi remembered something. "Actually, I have something to report from the Heavenly Thunder Realm." He reached into his spatial ring, pulling out a small pouch full of red pills covered in dark spots. "This... where did you get these pills?" Madame Xue’s eyes twitched as she took the pouch from Qingyi’s hands, feeling the terrible Qi they exuded. "With a group of bandits. I questioned one of them, it seems that these pills are being distributed on the black market here in the main land and taken to the island." Madame Xue gritted her teeth, the Qi around her boiling before she calmed down. "You did well to report it to me. Don’t say anything to anyone else." Madame Xue put the pills away before walking away, leaving Qingyi alone again. "Ah..." He sighed heavily before turning around, heading back to his room. "Who was that?" Feiyan asked. Without Qingyi’s embrace to warm her, she could only turn to Ruxue, their voluptuous bodies pressed tightly together. "Some disrespectful guards and your master. It seems the crown prince has been murdered." Those words woke Feiyan fully, the beauty leaping out of bed. "Is the master here? Where? What did those guards want with you?" She peppered Qingyi with questions as she hurriedly dressed. "Madame Xue has already left. The guards were probably suspicious of me." "But why would they suspect you?-" Feiyan’s eyes twitched and her face took on a suspicious expression. "Husband... I remember you leaving the bed for a few minutes during the night. What have you done?" "Absolutely nothing!" Qingyi answered her with an honest smile before kissing her. "And we believe you, of course!" Ruxue laughed before returning to the heaven-defying thunder sword. The three of them left the hotel soon after, eating in one of the capital’s many restaurants before finally heading to the sect’s meeting point, where dozens of disciples and a few elders were already waiting. Everyone was feeling a bit strange. Their sect leader had a flying sword that could close the distance from the capital to the sect in a few hours. But he still preferred to go by carriage, accompanying his disciples. Qingyi went with Feiyan to the central disciples’ carriages, but was stopped by the powerful voice of the sect leader. "Long Qingyi, you’re coming with me."