The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 639 The World of Fireworks, A Beauty Under the Moon

Xue Guangyu stood behind the clan elder, looking at the eldest sister beside him, and felt that the eldest sister's expression was unusually gentle.

what happened?

The boss has this side to her?
Xue Guangyu was surprised and couldn't help but follow the leader's gaze to look into the distance.

Mangdao?

Xue Guangyu was taken aback.

The leader's gaze fell directly on Chen Ping'an, the ruthless swordsman.

Xue Guangyu glanced at Mang Dao, then at the leader, his face showing confusion and mixed feelings.

what's the situation?
Chen Ping'an held his wine glass and exchanged pleasantries with everyone. Most of the time, everyone else did the talking while he listened. Occasionally, he would say a few words in response.

Besides representatives from various factions and guests attending the ceremony, the banquet also included direct descendants of the Gu family, such as Gu Minglan and Gu Shuxuan.

Previously, when the Gu family was marrying off their daughter to Chen Ping'an, the "wild swordsman," one of the two most popular candidates in speculation was before the official announcement of the marriage.

The two, with bright eyes and white teeth, walked up to Chen Ping'an with smiles on their faces, bowed respectfully, and spoke softly, their address of "brother-in-law" seeming to reach Chen Ping'an's heart.

Besides Gu Minglan and Gu Shuxuan, there were the other members of the Gu family, all of whom were reserved in their manners and respectful in their speech. These people were all outstanding figures of the Gu family in their time.

It is also where the hope of the new generation of Gujia lies.

Although there was a huge gap in their cultivation levels, Chen Ping'an did not put on airs and offered a few words of gentle encouragement.

Before he knew it, he had become the brother-in-law.

Among the younger members of the Gu family present were his sister-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, and sister-in-law.

After exchanging pleasantries and formalities, the banquet gradually came to a close.

"Ok?"

As the event ended, many people noticed that Chen Ping'an, the savage swordsman, showed no sign of leaving. Instead, he sat high in the arena, quietly sipping his spiritual wine.

"Isn't Mang Dao leaving?"

People were whispering and talking amongst themselves.

"Go? Go where?!"

"Gu Qingcheng's future husband, the Gu family's son-in-law, do you think you're the same as us?!"

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As the group whispered among themselves, they saw an elder from the Gu family walk up to Chen Ping'an, the savage swordsman, and say a few words. Then Chen Ping'an put down his wine cup and slowly stood up.

"What did you say?"

"I don't know." Someone shook their head, looking blank.

However, some people who were closer were able to roughly hear the conversation between the Gu family elders.

"It seems... we should let Mang Dao stay overnight!"

"Did Mangdao agree?"

"What did you say?"

"Spending the night at the Gu family's house, what kind of treatment is this?"

"Don't be envious, you can't have it even if you envy it!"

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Wang Siyuan, nicknamed "Rangdao," gave Chen Ping'an a deep look, his hesitation vanishing and a hint of determination appearing in his eyes.

After today, he will go into seclusion to break through his cultivation level and attempt to reach the Jade Balance Grandmaster realm for the second time!
I vow not to leave this place until I become a Grandmaster!
"Chen Ping'an." Xue Zirou silently repeated the name in her heart.

A hint of melancholy appeared on her delicate face.

then
It transformed into unwavering determination.

She raised her fair wrist and pulled out the hairpin from her hair, her purple hair falling down and fluttering in all directions.

"Since we have already met, why bother to get to know each other?"

Xue Zirou turned her head away and left Xiaopanshan without looking back. Her long, black hair danced wildly in the wind, leaving behind a beautiful and endless silhouette.

My life's ambition is to pursue the Great Way, and I will not be bound by anything else!
Even after leaving the Gu family's territory, Mu Chenjie felt numb.

Chen Ping'an. Chen Ping'an.
Who would have thought that the young man who was my companion back then was none other than the renowned and ruthless Chen Ping'an!
The stunningly beautiful woman he had longed for day and night was actually his future partner, his Daoist companion!
Such a reality is so impactful that it's hard to remain calm.

Although Mu Qingyao was in much better shape, she felt more melancholy and dejected. A sense of loneliness welled up from her shock.

Mu Qingyao bit her lower lip lightly, tilted her head back, and looked towards Xiaopanshan, a complex expression appearing in her eyes.

Mangdao
The noise fades, but the prosperity remains.

After leaving Xiaopan Mountain, Chen Ping'an did not follow the maid's directions to the guest room in the detached courtyard.

Instead, they moved away from human habitation and headed to the other side of Xiaopan Mountain.

The Gu family compound is strictly controlled, and ordinary people would not receive such treatment. But for Chen Ping'an, it's a different story.

The maidservant assigned to guide Chen Ping'an was no ordinary person; she was clever and resourceful. Seeing Chen Ping'an's actions, she did not stop him but instead carried a lantern and followed him.

On the other side of Xiaopan Mountain, there is a lake with clear water reflecting the moonlight, named Yingyue Lake.

Yingyue Lake is a beautiful place, and its beauty is even more pronounced under the bright moon.

"Just stay here, no need to follow!" Chen Ping'an instructed.

"Yes, sir," the maid replied sweetly.

She stood still, holding her lantern.

Chen Pingan ignored her and continued walking forward.

The maid stood there, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"What brings you here in the middle of the night, son-in-law?"

However, although she was curious, she didn't dare to look too closely.

As a maidservant of a prominent family, she naturally knew the meaning of rules and regulations.

Some things are best kept to yourself; don't ask questions you shouldn't.

The maidservant pondered to herself, watching her young master depart and disappear into the night.

Just as she was about to put aside her thoughts and wait patiently, she heard a clear, cool voice.

"This is."

She was slightly taken aback and couldn't help but look up.

Under the moonlight, the lake reflected a beautiful and ethereal figure, a person so aloof and otherworldly.

"Seventh Miss!"

The maid's eyes widened as her mind raced, conjuring up countless images.

"Miss Gu."

Chen Ping'an arrived as promised, his expression unchanged.

During the banquet just now, Gu Qingcheng's telepathic message was about the lakeside rendezvous.

After the dinner, we met by the lake.

Gu Qingcheng was dressed in a moon-white gown, her clear eyes like snow, her skin like solidified cream. The moonlight shone down on her, making her look like a celestial being from the moon palace, a fairy from the Guanghan Palace.

"Young Master Chen arrived as promised, and Qingcheng was extremely grateful."

"Miss Gu, you're too kind. It's only right." Chen Ping'an greeted her politely with a few words.

Unlike before, there was no longer any closeness or embracing at the celebration.

At this moment, the relationship between the two could hardly be described as close. In fact, there was a hint of estrangement between them.

But their secret rendezvous by the Moonlit Lake, under the moonlight, added a touch of mystery and ambiguity to the distance between them.

A lone man and woman meeting by the lake late at night, under the moonlight—this scene, no matter how you look at it, seems to have a hint of ambiguity.

"Today's ceremony was made possible thanks to Young Master Chen's cooperation, and I have yet to express my gratitude."

As she spoke, Gu Qingcheng gave a graceful bow, her magnificent moon-colored dress trailing on the ground like moonlight pouring down.

“Miss Gu, there’s no need for such formality. This was just a casual thing to do and nothing to worry about.” Chen Ping’an took a step forward and raised his hand to stop him.

Gu Qingcheng did not speak, but solemnly performed a bow before standing up.

Her long, black hair cascaded down, revealing a flawless face.

Chen Ping'an gazed calmly at the stunning beauty before him.

It must be said that Gu Qingcheng lived up to her name, truly a beauty that could topple kingdoms. Her face was as exquisite as jade, with delicate eyelashes and a beautiful nose, undoubtedly proclaiming perfection.

A strand of hair fell casually by her ear, reflecting the beautiful, crystalline earring, so bright it was impossible to look away.

Even with Chen Ping'an's composed nature, a slight ripple appeared in his heart at that moment.

However, this ripple came quickly and went just as fast.

He remained calm and asked indifferently, "Miss Gu, what brings you here tonight?"

"I wonder if Young Master Chen still remembers our previous agreement?"

"Of course I remember." Chen Ping'an nodded gently.

He wondered to himself, could it be that Gu Qingcheng was preparing to keep her promise tonight?
As Chen Ping'an's thoughts raced, he saw Gu Qingcheng lightly lift her elegant sleeves, her wide sleeves flowing like dewdrops on moonlight. In front of her appeared a pot of ice carved from cold jade, surrounded by two warm jade cups that shone brightly in the night.

"really!"

With just one glance, Chen Ping'an confirmed his guess and understood why Gu Qingcheng had invited him today.

Previously, he had written a letter inviting Gu Qingcheng to Leiming to admire the magnificent peaks and flowing springs. At that time, although Gu Qingcheng declined, she made a promise and expectation, wishing to drink plum wine with him under the peach tree, hang a raft on the treetop, and pledge her heart to him for the future.

Let's drink together with green plums! (And hang the tree from its branches!)
Chen Pingan turned his head and saw a peach tree not far away.

Due to the season, this peach tree hadn't blossomed yet, but its tender green branches were still faintly visible. Beneath the peach tree, long mats were laid out, clearly indicating prior preparation.

Why did they have to come at this time of year?
He has important matters to attend to tonight. Although it is still early, he doesn't know how long he will be delayed here.

Will this cause us to miss important matters?

Chen Ping'an's thoughts were shifting, but since Gu Qingcheng had invited him in person, he naturally couldn't refuse.

Having made a promise beforehand, it would seem guilty to renege on it now.

With a thought, Chen Ping'an became calm.

"Master Chen!"

With a light tap of her jade finger, Gu Qingcheng filled the luminous jade cup in front of her and sent it hovering in the air towards Chen Ping'an.

"Thank you, Miss Gu." Chen Ping'an bowed and accepted the cup.

The wine was a top-quality spirit wine. Although he hadn't tasted it, Chen Ping'an could already feel the rich vital energy contained within it.

On the shore of Yingyue Lake, under the peach tree, the two sat facing each other, raising their cups to drink together.

The soft moonlight shone on the two of them, making them look like celestial beings.

Neither of them said much, but simply savored the green plums in their hands.

It has a sweet and sour taste upon entry, with a lingering aftertaste.

The crisp, clear liquor, gliding across the tongue, delivers a sweet and sour taste that transports you to a plum grove in early summer, with a gentle breeze and the aroma of ripe fruit.

The wine spreads out, a blend of sweet and sour, astringent and fragrant, with distinct layers, as if a beautiful painting is emerging.

The taste of green plum lingers in the throat like a melodious melody, lingering for a long time. Each breath is filled with the aroma of wine and plum blossoms.

Green plums, green in color, innocent and tender.

Only by savoring the finest green plums can one truly understand the meaning of pure affection.

Laughing and playing, carefree.

Chen Pingan quietly looked at Gu Qingcheng in front of him.

Gu Qingcheng lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze clear.

Whether it was Chen Ping'an's imagination or not, he actually saw a faint blush on Gu Qingcheng's face, like that of a young girl.

At this moment, neither of them spoke, but their breaths revealed a tacit understanding.

There is no sound here, yet a perfect understanding exists between them.

Chen Ping'an found that the more he interacted with Gu Qingcheng, the less he understood her.

Every time I thought I could see her clearly, I only saw a more distant side of her.

The two of them savored a pot of plum wine for a long time.

After finishing their plum wine, the two rose and stood by the lake, gazing at the shimmering water, a scene of beautiful tranquility. They looked up at the bright, pure moon in the night sky.

All words are conveyed through silence.

Without worldly formalities or seemingly intimate gestures of concern, at this moment, there was only silence between the two.

The two were not close, but not far either; they stood about an elbow's width apart.

Chen Ping'an stood quietly, able to smell Gu Qingcheng's unique fragrance, as pure as moonlight and as cool as a spring.

Amidst the chill, there seemed to be a hint of sweetness.

Unique and beautiful, perhaps it can be described as sweet and refreshing.

Neither of them spoke, and they stood there for a very long time.

Moonlight condenses into dew, a beautiful and auspicious occasion.

At that moment, Chen Ping'an thought about many things: the glory of the past, the joy of yesteryear, and the expectations for the future.

Sizzle—Bang!

Suddenly, fireworks burst into the night sky, blooming one after another and painting a colorful scene.

The entire Gu family home suddenly seemed to become lively.

"Look! Fireworks!"

"so beautiful!"

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Some people stopped to watch, while others stared intently.

Although today's celebration has ended, the festivities continue.

Fireworks illuminate the night sky, creating a scene reminiscent of the mortal world.

On the shore of Yingyue Lake, a man and a woman stood side by side, silent.

Chen Ping'an seemed to have thought of something and took something out of his pocket.

"This is for you!"

Gu Qingcheng turned her head slightly and saw what Chen Ping'an was holding.

This is a hairpin, or more precisely, a wooden hairpin. It's unremarkable and doesn't seem to have anything special about it.

"I made it myself, so it's a bit rough around the edges. Please don't mind," Chen Ping'an explained.

Gu Qingcheng's eyes were calm as she gazed at Chen Ping'an's face.

The young man's eyes were gentle, his expression calm, and his calmness revealed a sense of naturalness and ease.

Bang!
Fireworks rose and exploded in the night sky, creating a dazzling display of colors.

The fireworks reflected on Gu Qingcheng's face, like a veil of illusion, trying to pull the goddess from the heavenly palace down to the mortal world.

"Chen Ping'an," Gu Qingcheng suddenly spoke.

"What?" Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at Gu Qingcheng to the side.

Under the moonlight, Gu Qingcheng's black hair fell loosely, making her look more gentle and less aloof.

"Tell me, what would a goddess from heaven become if she were to fall to earth?"

Chen Ping'an paused, looking at her.

Fireworks still lit up the night sky, tearing it into colorful fragments.

“It will probably become,” Chen Pingan gently raised his hand, Gu Qingcheng’s hair was blown by the wind and brushed against the back of his hand: “a mortal who would accept a crude wooden hairpin!”

Gu Qingcheng looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Like melting ice and snow, like being bathed in moonlight, a gentleness unlike anything he had ever experienced appeared before him.

The misty rain is dazzling, and the Milky Way is reflected in the water.

And in her eyes, it seemed there was only him.

This was her first smile, truly.
What a beauty.

Chen Pingan gently raised his hand and stroked her hair.

　I thought things were over, but today I found out I seem to have caught a cold. I'm vomiting and having diarrhea. Sitting here, I feel nauseous and have no appetite. I haven't been very productive at writing all day.

　　I hope the illness will pass quickly and that I can land safely.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)