Chapter 42 Turbulence

  Dongfang Feiyu's smile was radiant, her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, with a bright and beautiful elegance that also carried an unapproachable noble dignity, making people dare not gaze at her directly.

  She was originally beautiful and elegant, but after cultivating her true self, she had an ethereal and otherworldly air about her, adding a sense of remoteness to herself, like the cold moon in the sky, the secluded springs in the deep mountains, different from the mundane flow, transcending the worldly dust.

  The man saw and admired, the woman saw and felt ashamed!

  "Second sister, how do you have time to come?" Seeing Dongfang Feiyu, Dongfang Qujing was obviously extremely happy, almost jumping for joy, pulling on Dongfang Feiyu's collar like a little kid.

  "These past few days I've had some business, and it just so happens that I'm passing through Tianhai City. It's my sister's birthday - how could I possibly pass by our home without entering?" Dongfang Feiyu smiled lightly, like a blooming flower, filling the room with fragrance.

  At this time, those seated doorkeepers actually all stood up, several men with excited faces, as if seeing a fairy from the ninth heaven, stared at Dongfang Feiyu, their eyes shining brightly, completely enchanted.

  "Feathered wings, long time no see!" A tall and handsome man in a light blue suit walked up, with a smile on his face, warm and sunny.

  Dongfang Feiyu's face was calm and collected, without the slightest hint of a smile, unlike when he faced his sister. He simply replied in a flat tone, "Mm, hi!"

  The man didn't feel embarrassed at all, "I heard that you were taken in by a strange person back then, and it's been over ten years since we last met! But you're getting more and more beautiful!"

  "A rare person? It seems that Dongfang Feiyu's entry into the Quiet Chamber is not a secret among these families, but it's absolutely rare. Otherwise, those girls from similar backgrounds wouldn't have such an expression!" Chu Ping thought to herself, seeing that most of the women had faces full of admiration and envy.

  "In the eyes of these people, the Xiu Zhen Sect is not just a legend, but they actually know some inside information! The big families with gates indeed have a broader vision and know more than ordinary people! This is only some of the sects in Tianhai City, I suppose there will be even more elsewhere in the world. This society isn't as simple as I imagined!"

  "Second sister, these are all my university classmates, and they've also come to celebrate my birthday!" Dongfang Quying excitedly introduced them to Dongfang Feiyu.

  "Oh, you must be very happy then, unlike your sister, who only has a few senior sisters there and her life is as dull as flowing water!" Dongfang Feiyu's face was always filled with smiles when facing this younger sister, unlike when she faced those childhood friends, where her expression was cold and distant.

  The cultivators are indifferent to human emotions, and psychologically, they have a sense of superiority. Although these people also come from the prominent families in society, compared to Dongfang Feiyu now, they are not on the same level!

  Different paths, no common goal!

  Even in today's society, when men and women get married, they often talk about matching doors and households. This thousands-year-old Chinese tradition is also reasonable and has its roots!

  Chu Ping didn't bother to respond, and instead whispered some words to Wei Qing. He then grasped the beautiful woman's hand, letting go of everything else, and became completely absorbed in this rare moment together.

  "Here, this is a birthday gift from your sister!" Dongfang Feiyu said, and on his hand appeared a crystal chain with a heart-shaped pendant in the middle, shining brightly, emitting a soft and gentle glow like moonlight, making people feel extremely calm and peaceful.

  "What a beautiful chain!" Dongfang Qiu Ying exclaimed with joy, fondling it lovingly and wearing it around her neck. The person was like a flower, the chain shone brightly, and they complemented each other perfectly!

  "It's always with you and can be very beneficial!"

  The people around, regardless of male or female, looked at Dongfang Qiuyue with envious eyes. That exquisite chain, unlike other necklaces that reflect light, was actually emitting a soft glow like the twinkling of stars and the faint flames of candles.

  "This is the secret of those who cultivate the truth!" The wealthy young woman from a family that knew the details of Dongfang Feiyu's past secretly pondered, muttering to herself.

  Almost everyone gathered around to look at the exquisite necklace, and Qing and Han Yu were no exception.

  "Girls, really..." Chu Ping silently sighed, loving beauty was a common thing, and girls were even more so, nothing to be surprised about.

  Sister likes it, Dongfang Feiyu is also very happy, he himself is also the first time to refine things, with the method of refining treasure, came up with this chain, in the eyes of a cultivator, it may not be anything, but in the eyes of these ordinary mortals, it is already an unprecedented treasure!

  Dongfang Qiying put on the necklace, and suddenly felt a warm and gentle flow of air emanating from the heart-shaped pendant, washing over her entire body and circulating through her meridians. She had also practiced her family's traditional martial arts, cultivating her inner energy, and immediately sensed this unusual flow of air, although it was faint, yet as it circulated, it gave her a feeling of being filled with power, as if she were about to take flight.

  The aura of a cultivator and the aura of a mundane martial artist differ by a heaven and an earth. Although Dongfang Feiyu is still far from the realm of a master craftsman, this little bit of skill has already allowed an ordinary martial practitioner to transform their body!

  The eastern flying feather's residual light swept over the crowd, and suddenly detected a faint aura fluctuation on a beautiful girl wearing a long shirt and jeans. The aura was calm and peaceful, surprisingly similar to his own Buddhist practice, although weak, it was more distant, as if spanning thousands of years, with a desolate atmosphere!

  His heart skipped a beat!

  She also thought it was a cultivator of Buddhist kung fu, but after focusing her mind and scanning, she found that there was no true yuan energy on the woman's body. That faint fluctuation actually came from her chest!

  "What is this?"

  Dongfang Feiyu's heart moved slightly as he arrived in front of the person who had emitted the fluctuation, and it was Han Yu.

  "What's that you're carrying, can I take a look?"

  Her voice was warm and gentle, like a big sister next door, which made Han Yu feel a little surprised.

  Dongfang Feiyu was extremely cold to those clan members, but he was surprisingly courteous to her, leaving Han Yu momentarily stunned.

  The woman in front of her was as beautiful as a heavenly fox fairy walking out of a painting, with an air of mystery that made people feel calm and involuntarily bow their heads in reverence. She actually asked about herself, and Han Yu suddenly felt a joyful feeling like a blooming flower.

  Without thinking, he took off the flame-shaped relic hanging from his neck and handed it to Dongfang Feiyu.

  "This is... this is..." Dongfang Feiyu took it over, and under the fluctuation of his divine consciousness, he immediately remembered what was recorded in the classics of his sect. "This is a sarira! It's something that can only be left behind when the Buddha enters Nirvana!"

  The words behind, however, were only silently cried out in her heart.

  A flame-shaped sarira, crystal clear and harder than fine steel. Dongfang Feiyu grasped it with force, and suddenly a burst of crystal light exploded from his hand, causing the people around him to close their eyes in unison.

  Under intense emotions, he unexpectedly didn't care about the ordinary people around him and directly revealed his divine powers!

  On that day, in the underground tomb, although Chu Ping also used the relics to repel the enemy, it was a fleeting appearance. As soon as he appeared on stage, he transformed into the Unmoving Bright King and was defeated by Lü Bu. After being put away, it was another life-or-death crisis, and naturally no one else had the mood to see what Chu Ping had used.

  Suddenly, I saw a Buddha relic that only the Buddha had when he passed away, and it made Dongfang Feiyu's heart surge with emotions, and his feelings were overwhelming!

  "What should I call you, little sister?" asked Dongfang Feiyu, but in her heart, she had already made up her mind to take the relic for herself. In her opinion, such a Buddha relic would be unrecognized by ordinary people and would be of no great use if left on her person. She thought that by exchanging it with something else, she could definitely get it.

  "Eastern sister, my surname is Fang, and I'm called Fang Han Yu!" Han Yu said in a low voice.

  "Ah, it's actually Miss Han Yu!", Dongfang Feiyu exclaimed with delight, "I find this accessory to be extremely exquisite and I've taken a liking to it. Would you be willing to part with it? I'm willing to pay a high price for it!"

  Han Yu heard this and immediately looked embarrassed, saying in a low voice, "Sister likes it, I should have sent it to her originally, but this was given to me by my classmate, I..."

  Although he hadn't finished speaking, there was a hint of refusal in his tone.

  Dongfang Feiyu was taken aback, not expecting that someone else would see him off. He immediately thought to himself, "That person must also be unaware of the preciousness and mystery of this object, thinking it's just an ordinary ornament." He then said, "Since a classmate gave it to you, it's yours now. I'll buy it from you, and you can go buy something else to bring along!"

  "I..."

  Han Yu hesitated and didn't speak, but this thing was given to her by Chu Ping, she couldn't bear to part with it in her heart, only the bright and beautiful elder sister in front of her spoke kindly and comforted her, not knowing how to refuse.

  "This classmate, the East is interested in your things and is willing to buy them at a high price. Why are you so stubborn!" The voice was gentle, but carried an overbearing tone of superiority.

  Han Yu's face turned red with rage as soon as he heard this, "My things, I love them however I want, no one else needs to interfere!"

  The eastern flying feather's eyes flowed with light, two sharp lights shot out like swords, staring at the man who was speaking, displeased in her heart. She turned to Han Yu and said softly, "Sister Han Yu, I also know that classmates give each other gifts, you can't bear to part with it, but this thing is really useful to me, why don't you..."

  Before she could finish speaking, a lazy voice rang out, with a hint of teasing tone, "Miss Dongfang, others don't want to give up, why are you so persistent!"

  Dongfang Feiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, his face sank, and he looked towards the source of the sound!

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