Ning Beichen immediately used his own eyes to assist, quickly found a loophole in the formation, and then passed through the loophole without triggering it, smoothly reaching the aerial pavilion.
However, Ning Beichen regretted it as soon as he got up, because the aerial pavilion looked nothing like a place to store intelligence, but rather like a woman's boudoir.
Ning Beichen was suddenly in a dilemma, to go or not to go?
In the end, Ning Beichen decided to go up and take a look.
So he tiptoed up the stairs quietly. Fortunately, he didn't see anyone along the way, which made Ning Beichen breathe a sigh of relief.
Not long after, he reached the top floor of the aerial pavilion.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a woman in white sitting on a futon at the top, cultivating, which immediately sent his heart into his throat.
He hadn't sensed anyone on his way up. What did this mean?
It meant that this woman was either dead or her cultivation was stronger than his, Ning Beichen.
However, it was obvious that this woman was not dead, so the result was self-evident.
Ning Beichen's eyelids twitched wildly as he suppressed the beating of his heart and retreated step by step.
If this woman's cultivation was not as good as his, or even comparable to his, Ning Beichen would not have been like this. At least he would have struck first.
"Leaving already?"
Just as Ning Beichen was slipping away, he saw the woman sitting on the futon open her eyes and say.
Ning Beichen's footprints stopped, and he said to her somewhat awkwardly.
"I'm sorry, Miss, I'm in the wrong place."
The woman sitting on the futon glanced at him and then said, "I've seen many people who lie with their eyes open, but I've never seen anyone as thick-skinned as you."
"Alright, I admit I came up here on purpose. I'll accept whatever punishment you deem fit."
Ning Beichen couldn't pretend anymore. The other party wasn't an idiot.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to make things difficult for you."
The woman said to Ning Beichen.
"Thank you for your generosity, Miss. I'll take my leave now."
Ning Beichen's face lit up, and he quickly cupped his fists in thanks and prepared to leave.
"Don't rush, you've come all this way, are you just going to leave like this?"
The woman on the futon said.
"It's late, and I'm too embarrassed to disturb your cultivation, Miss."
Ning Beichen explained. The real reason was that he couldn't see through this woman's cultivation, so he was afraid and didn't want to stay here.
Moreover, even though she said she wasn't angry, such words were just for listening and should never be taken seriously.
It was like a thief breaking into your house. Would you politely invite them to dinner and drinks, then happily escort them out, and even hail them a taxi?
Wasn't that absurd?
In any case, Ning Beichen didn't believe it.
It could also be explained that he who offers favors without reason has ulterior motives.
Ning Beichen didn't think he was so handsome that the woman would fall for him at first sight and let him go.
Moreover, although the woman in front of him was beautiful, he could see the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, which indicated that she was not young.
"Aren't you looking for clues about Chen Xingyun? What, don't you want to look anymore?"
The woman said to Ning Beichen.
"What? You have clues about Chen Xingyun!"
Ning Beichen became agitated.
"Can you tell me why you're looking for him?"
The woman on the futon asked Ning Beichen.
Ning Beichen thought about it and decided to tell the truth. Because one lie requires thousands of lies to cover up, Ning Beichen didn't want to expend so much effort.
Besides, he didn't detect any resentment towards his master from this woman, so she shouldn't be his master's enemy.
"He is my master, I am here to find him."
Ning Beichen replied.
"You are his disciple!"
The woman who was originally sitting on the futon suddenly stood up, asking excitedly.
"Yes, Chen Xingyun is my master. Do you know where he is?"
Although Ning Beichen was surprised by her reaction, he calmly asked her.
After all, excitement could be from a lover, or it could be from an enemy.
Especially the kind of love turning into hate, Ning Beichen had seen a lot of it.
The most memorable incident was when he was still the King of Darkness and slept with a princess. Originally, both of them were just playing around, but who knew her possessiveness was so strong.
Later, Ning Beichen was harassed by her, and out of love turning into hate, she constantly sent people to kill him.
In the end, Ning Beichen reconciled with her, and the matter was settled.
"When did you become his disciple?"
The woman looked at Ning Beichen with different eyes, her gaze seeming to hold something indescribable.
Ning Beichen, who had been around the block, could easily tell from her reaction that this woman seemed to have some kind of intimate relationship with his master. If not family, then definitely lovers.
"I was adopted by my master. It's been about twenty years now."
Ning Beichen calculated the time and answered.
"Twenty years... Xingyun, so you appeared over twenty years ago. Why didn't you, you heartless man, come to find me?"
The woman murmured softly. Although her voice was very low, Ning Beichen was not deaf and could naturally hear her inner thoughts.
"It's over. Could she be the woman my master abandoned?"
Ning Beichen did not feel happy upon hearing this. Instead, he shivered. This woman wouldn't turn her love into hate and vent her anger on him, Ning Beichen, if she couldn't find his master.
"Uh, may I ask if you are my master's wife?"
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Ning Beichen, and his intelligence kicked in. As if his mind was struck by divine thunder, he said impulsively.
The title "Shi Niang" (master's wife) brought the woman back to her senses. Although she vehemently denied it, the joy on her face was evident.
Ning Beichen, on the other hand, was determined not to retract his words, calling her "Shi Niang" repeatedly. This was not being shameless, but experience.
In the end, the woman chose to default, and her attitude towards him completely changed.
"Beichen, so you are from another world?"
Song Qiuyan asked him.
It was at this time that Ning Beichen learned that this woman's name was Song Qiuyan. She was from the same era as his master, no wonder her cultivation was so profound.
However, it was strange that his master had never mentioned her to him before.
But Ning Beichen didn't find it strange after thinking about it, because his master hadn't even told him about the Fading Realm, let alone people from the Fading Realm.
Besides, this was his personal emotional life, and he naturally wouldn't tell his disciple these things.
"Shi Niang, do you have any news about Master now?"
Ning Beichen asked her.
Song Qiuyan shook her head and said.
"Your master is elusive. Many people say he is dead, but I never believe it, because your master is not someone who would die easily. Unless he himself doesn't want to live, no one in the Fading Realm can kill him."