Chapter 41: Emotional Turmoil

  It was during the Labor Day holiday, and the traffic on the road was extremely congested. The car moved slowly, stopping frequently, and it took about half an hour to finally stop in front of a very prosperous street.

  A group of people got off the bus and all looked up.

  This is a villa area, with various styles of buildings everywhere, extremely large in size. Through the iron gate and stone wall, you can see the lush lawn and green land inside the garden, reflecting the sparkling water pool and clear stream under the sunlight, magnificent and luxurious.

  At the entrance of the residential area, several young girls stood elegantly, and upon seeing Chu Ping's group, they excitedly waved their hands. It was Dongfang Qiu Ying, whom Chu Ping had met before. The others were also in the prime of youth, dressed either gorgeously or elegantly, each with her own unique charm.

  "You've finally arrived, hurry up and go in, it's almost noon!" Dongfang Quying saw this line of classmates, her face beaming with a smile, without the slightest hint of the heroic demeanor she had when fighting that Japanese Iga source.

  Deep in the neighborhood, they arrived at a grand villa, where several tall men in black suits bowed respectfully to Dongfang Qiuyue at the entrance, addressing her as "Third Miss".

  "Big families are indeed extraordinary, even in today's society where equality and freedom are advocated, the rules are still so solemn and serious!" Chu Ping saw that those big men had a stern expression, every move was just right, and their gestures were even more dignified, showing that they were well-trained, and their physical strength was many times stronger than ordinary people, obviously they were all practitioners of some kind of martial arts.

  As I walked into the villa, there were already over a dozen luxury cars parked inside, neatly lined up. From within the house, the distant sounds of laughter and shouting could be heard.

  As I walked into the room, there were already people of similar age to mine in their early twenties. Chu Ping concentrated his senses and felt that most of these people had abundant energy, but a few had depleted energy, and despite their excitement, they couldn't hide their weariness.

  "These were my good friends when I was a kid, come on, let's get acquainted!"

  Dongfang Quying enthusiastically introduced both sides, and those who came first were also polite and courteous, with elegant manners and demeanor, which was quite different from the impression of the noble family that Chu Ping had.

  "It seems that not everyone born into a wealthy family is spoiled, on the contrary, many of these people have received good family education from a young age, and whether it's their temperament or knowledge, they are far superior to children from ordinary families."

  Dongfang Qiuyun's university classmates also had a good number of wealthy families, but compared to these people from big families in the same age group, it was like a rural official seeing a noble from the capital city, with a hint of crudeness.

  Previously a lively group, seeing these elegant and refined people who have received good education, whether in terms of mentality or actual ability, far surpassing their peers, they can't help but feel a sense of shame, suddenly becoming speechless and subdued.

  It was actually Chu Ping, the people in front of him, although from a wealthy family and elegant in their demeanor, but he was after all a cultivator, and in some sense had already transcended the mundane world, so naturally wouldn't compare himself to these people in secret.

  Moreover, these people, no matter how excellent they are, have nothing to do with themselves. Perhaps after today, there will be no intersection forever. Chu Ping didn't care at all and casually found a secluded corner to sit down after Dongfang Qiying asked everyone to take their seats. He was self-satisfied and seemed as if there was nobody in front of him.

  Yang Tian and Wei Qinghan sat beside Chu Ping, looking a bit stiff. They didn't seem as calm as Chu Ping, facing these young masters from wealthy families, they inevitably felt somewhat uneasy in their minds.

  A group of people sat down one after another, adding up to nearly thirty people. Fortunately, the villa of the Dongfang family was spacious and extremely luxurious inside, so no one had to stand.

  Everyone was familiar with each other, exchanging greetings and chatting on the sofa. The people on both sides were like well water not offending river water, clear and distinct, obviously having no way to break through the gap.

  Dongfang Qiuying sat in the middle, chatting and laughing with everyone one by one, easing the awkwardness.

  She wasn't encountering such a situation for the first time, and she had long been used to it in her heart.

  Chu Ping was originally not good at speaking, but he looked around the room and found that everything was extremely luxurious. The bright and delicate chandelier hung from the ceiling like a crystal, and the ancient vases and porcelain bowls on the surrounding tables were all filled with an antique charm. The floor was made of some unknown material, shining brightly without any dust, and the soft sofa felt like soaking in a warm spring, making him feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

  "Compared to the Quanzhen Sect, family life is a bit more luxurious and less peaceful. It's suitable for worldly affairs but hinders spiritual cultivation. As Laozi said, 'The five colors blind one's eyes, and the five sounds deafen one's ears.' Wealth, status, and desires are all obstacles that harm one's spirit and make it impossible to extricate oneself. How can one then have a clear mind and understand the Way of Heaven?"

  Looking around the decorations, Chu Ping was secretly thinking to herself when a boy walked over. Chu Ping glanced at him and also recognized him as Wang Chuan, whom she had seen before.

  "Chu Ping, get used to it!"

  Wang Chuan walked up and sat down in front of Chu Ping, smiling and beckoning.

  Chu Ping saw that he was dressed in a bright and radiant outfit, with every item on his body being a genuine brand-name product. He knew that Wang Chuan must also be from a wealthy family, so he smiled and replied, "It's fine, I'm not uncomfortable at all!"

  Not very familiar with Wang Chuan, Chu Ping is also not the kind of person who is quick to make friends, and doesn't know what to talk about with him, only responding to his questions sporadically.

  Being in such a noisy scene, after all, is not what Chu Ping likes. "If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have to worry about human relationships and social etiquette. It's better to go with Wei Qing to Tianhai University to enjoy the scenery!"

  Weiqing sat beside Chuping, thinking of this, Chuping suddenly felt a little moved, the corner of his eye caught sight of Weiqing's slender jade hand placed beside him, and he felt a wave of heat surging inside Mudan Palace, even with his hundred-refined heart and spirit, once moved, he couldn't maintain his calm state, and inexplicably stretched out his hand to touch Weiqing's small hand!

  No matter how hard he cultivated, Chu Ping was after all just a twenty-year-old young man, passionate and impulsive, with the person he had feelings for right beside him, his blood boiling over, how could he possibly hold back!

  The bustling scenes in front of me, the noisy voices, all seemed to have run thousands of miles away in an instant, disappearing without a trace!

  Wei Qing's face immediately flushed with a hint of red, and she hadn't expected Chu Ping to suddenly grab her hand at this moment. Her jade-like hand trembled slightly as she gently pulled it back!

  Chu Ping refused to let go, using force to hold on, and turned his head, with a spark of sharpness jumping in his eyes like fierce fire, but on his face was a faint warm smile.

  Chu Ping's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was racing like a drumbeat, pounding rapidly.

  He has always been calm and composed in his dealings, even with Weiqing, he has never said anything intimate, so how can he not be overwhelmed with emotions when holding the delicate hand of Yurou.

  Wei Qing turned his head and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, "There are many people here!"

  Chu Ping saw her face flush, and the warmth in her eyes added a touch of brightness. Hearing Wei Qing say this, she was overjoyed and asked in a low voice, "Then let's talk about it later?"

  Wei Qing nodded slightly, and Chu Ping felt a surge of joy in her chest like a raging torrent, as if she was being scorched by fierce flames. If they were in a secluded place, she would have burst out laughing long ago. But now, she simply let go of his hand, leaned back against the soft sofa behind her, closed her eyes, and silently recited the Vajrasattva mantra, striving to regain her composure and calm demeanor.

  Just then, a pleasant mobile phone ringtone was heard, and it was Dongfang Quying's call.

  Dongfang Qiying answered the phone and went out, but a moment later, he suddenly rushed back into the room and shouted to several people from wealthy families, "My second sister is back! She's coming to celebrate my birthday today!"

  Upon hearing this, several young people also stood up, their faces filled with surprise and a hint of delight. "When will we arrive?"

  "Second sister said, it's arrived!"

  Just then, a sound like a wind chime's laughter came from outside the house, "Isn't it just about to arrive?"

  Upon hearing this, Chu Ping suddenly felt a sense of familiarity and looked up to see a young woman in a purple long dress walking through the doorway. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her slender figure was elegant, and her beautiful face was as lovely as an immortal descending from heaven. It was none other than Dongfang Feiyu, with whom he had fought side by side the previous night!