Chapter Forty-Three: Explanation

  The eastern flying feather was born with anger, her face dark as water, and she looked over in the direction of the sound.

  Chu Ping stood up from the sofa with an air of nonchalance, his hands clasped behind his back, and gazed at Dongfang Feiyu with a smile that was not quite a smile. His eyes sparkled with unspoken meaning, seeming to mock and yet also seeming indifferent.

  "It's him!"

  Dongfang Feiyu's heart suddenly tightened, and although she had only met Chu Ping for a few hours, she naturally wouldn't not recognize him; it was just that she was shocked by his sudden appearance!

  It is known that every cultivator has fluctuations in their true yuan, and the size of these fluctuations represents a person's strength. Dongfang Feiyu was one of the best among the younger generation in the Quiet Pavilion, thinking that he was already at the top among his peers in the world of cultivation. He thought that Chu Ping was only slightly stronger than him, but unexpectedly, he didn't even detect half a fluctuation of true yuan!

  But if a person wants to hide their own fluctuations and deceive others, they must be superior to the other party. However, there are also some supreme methods for hiding one's aura, and the most famous one is the Tian Xuan Men of the Xiū Zhēn school, which is known for its ability to hide and escape. Although Wu Xiang Temple is also a Buddhist sect, it holds a high position in the Xiū Zhēn system, after all, it's not easy to master this way!

  Every profession has its own specialization, and each sect has its own unique skills and divine abilities that make it famous. Even the Kunlun Sect, which is considered the best in the world of cultivation and was founded by an ancient great saint, cannot excel in all aspects and stand out from the rest!

  Chu Ping saw Dongfang Feiyu's expression change, but didn't know what she was thinking, and thought that he had ruined her good deed. He originally had a good impression of Dongfang Feiyu, thinking she was a high-ranking cultivator, but unexpectedly saw her tempting and pressuring an ordinary person, and his good feelings towards her instantly vanished!

  Fang Han Yu was his high school classmate and had a very good relationship with Wei Qing, loving the house and the crow together. Chu Ping naturally regarded Han Yu as a good friend too. As it is said that "distance makes the heart grow fonder", one far and one near, one intimate and one distant, under comparison, he naturally had a preconceived notion about Dong Fang Fei Yu!

  "This thing was given to her by me, if Miss Dongfang wants it, she can come to me, no need to behave like this towards a little girl!" Chu Ping's heart was not pleased, but his face did not reveal anything, still wearing a faint smile.

  Dongfang Feiyu heard that he was not good, and his heart was filled with regret. Then he heard that it was sent by him, and his heart was shocked. He blurted out, "You sent it! Do you know how rare this thing is? How can you give it away so easily?"

  In shock, he almost said "Sheli", but considering the people present, he just called it "something".

  Chu Pingdan replied calmly, "Although the items are expensive, in my opinion, they are just external objects and there's nothing worth paying attention to!"

  Dongfang Feiyu saw that everyone was staring at the two of them in a daze, and many words were not suitable to be spoken out loud. He opened his mouth and said, "This place is not convenient, Brother Chu, can we borrow a step to speak?"

  Chu Ping thought for a moment and nodded slightly, "Alright."

  Dongfang Jueming saw the two talking and seemed to be looking at each other. Out of curiosity, she asked, "Second sister, do you know Chu Ping?"

  Dongfang Feiyu smiled and said, "We have met before, and if I recall correctly, I still owe Brother Chu a favor!"

  Chu Ping didn't commit to either side, "Nothing's going on, we're all even, nobody owes anybody anything!"

  Everyone else is confused and unclear, while the two people talking are being deliberately vague and obscure, and outsiders can't understand what they're saying at all.

  "Brother Chu, please follow me!" Dongfang Feiyue Lian stepped lightly and moved forward first.

  Chu Ping Road passed by Han Yu's side, took the Flame Sarira in her hand, and gently stroked it with his right hand. A faint, imperceptible dark light flashed, instantly covering up the fluctuations above.

  On that day, he left a wisp of divine consciousness on Weiqing's lotus sarira, silently covering up the fluctuations above, but forgot to help Han Yu cover it up. He also understood the principle of "an innocent man wearing a jade pendant is guilty", and it was his own fault for not considering it thoroughly at the beginning, which led to such a storm.

  "I'm really sorry, I've caused you trouble." Fang HanYu's face turned pink as she said softly.

  "It's nothing, I should be the one to say that." Chu Ping responded, her eyes seeing Wei Qing's worried gaze, smiling and gesturing that it was alright, before following him out.

  Dongfang Jueming saw the scene and suddenly everyone was quiet, laughing and shouting, "Don't worry about it, let's enjoy ourselves, they'll be back soon!"

  Then, a group of people pushed out a sliding glass round table, in the middle was placed a big birthday cake, lit candles, made wishes and blew them out. Everyone had a few bites, then came and went, making a commotion.

  Listening to the noise coming from inside the house, Chu Ping's face showed a few smiles as he followed Dongfang Feiyu to a fake mountain and waterfall.

  The estate is extremely large, with lawns and ponds, artificial hills and flying springs, cleverly laid out. The two of them were in a small pavilion built on the creek, surrounded by several artificial hills, with flying springs splashing pearls, reflecting the midday sunlight refracting into seven colors, like bright pearls and jade dust, truly delightful to behold.

  "That's the Buddha's relics, I've only seen them in our sect's classics, a rare treasure of the ages, even more precious than those spiritual elixirs and divine herbs, Brother Chu wouldn't be unaware of that, would he?"

  With no one else around, Dongfang Feiyu immediately addressed him as Shixiong and asked.

  "What the fairy said is not wrong, I am also a Buddhist disciple, how can I not know. The Buddha passed away and transformed into relics. But in my opinion, this thing is precious, but it's still not as good as the karma between people. I sent it to someone, and it was with a willing heart, without any other thoughts."

  "But she is just an ordinary person, possessing such a precious treasure, isn't she afraid of being killed?"

  Chu Ping furrowed her brow, "If all cultivators of the True Way are like this, with thoughts stirred by wealth and a penchant for killing, how can they achieve greatness? As cultivators, we should be able to see through external things. We are Buddhists, and we should understand the impermanent and non-arising nature of all phenomena! Moreover, I have other plans, so let's not speak further, Fairy Maiden!"

  Dongfang Feiyu smiled wryly and said, "Since it was sent by Chu Shixiong, I naturally won't bother you again. We just parted yesterday and meet again today, what a coincidence!"

  Chu Ping saw that she no longer mentioned the matter and was happy to change the subject, "I didn't expect that the fairy would be a member of the Dongfang family and also joined the Jingzhai sect to cultivate her body."

  Dongfang Feiyu flicked his earlobe, "This is nothing strange. In the secular world, these families often know of the existence of cultivators. Every now and then, a cultivation sect will come to select disciples from among the various large families. You should know that these large families have a tradition of passing down martial arts, and their children are often born with abundant qi and blood, and excellent bone structure, far surpassing ordinary people. They are also the first choice for these sects. I was chosen by my master back then and brought into the sect!"

  "So that's how it is", Chu Ping suddenly realized and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

  "The disparity in one's birth has a great impact on their entire life. If there were no cause-and-effect reincarnation, how could such disparities be made up for? How could that be considered the ultimate fairness of Heaven!"

  "If you accumulate good deeds in your past life, then you will have good fortune in this life. If you do evil in your past life, then you will have sin and retribution in this life. Only then can it be said to make sense and convince people!"

  Chu Ping raised his head, gazing at the white clouds drifting and rolling in the sky, flowing and changing, with a blue sky as if washed clean. It seemed as if he saw the mysterious Tao existing in the void, stretching out a massive palm to control the cycle of cause and effect among countless living beings between heaven and earth, weaving them into a dense and resilient dust net that bound all things, none could escape!

  Just as Chu Ping was deep in thought and Dongfang Feiyu was silently speechless, a series of footsteps came, startling the two.

  Chu Ping looked over, but it was a charming young woman, no more than thirty years old, with a slender waist and plump hips, wearing casual clothes that accentuated her curvaceous figure. She led a small girl who looked like a delicate porcelain doll, walking towards them.

  "Older sister!"

  Dongfang Feiyu's face lit up with joy and he let out a loud cry.

  The young woman's eyes landed on him, and upon seeing Dongfang Feiyu, a look of surprise flashed across her face. She quickly walked over with the child, a smile on her face as she scolded, "You little scamp, when did you get back? And why didn't you tell me?"

  Dongfang Feiyu smiled and said, "I just got back today, haven't even seen Mom and Dad yet, sent a birthday gift to Little Sister, and happened to come out."

  The young woman's gaze shifted, looking at Chu Ping, carefully sizing him up, and smiled as she asked Dongfang Feiyu, "Who is this..."

  Dongfang Feiyu replied, "This is Little Sister's classmate, named Chu Ping. We've met before too. It was noisy inside the house, so we came out to chat!"

  "Chu Ping, this is my elder sister, Dongfang Yujian!"

  "Sister is well!" Chu Ping slightly bowed and said respectfully.

  "Hello, it's rare that you know both Fei Yu and Geng Ying. You're so well-mannered and refined. Come here to play often in the future." Dongfang Yujian spoke with an air of seniority, her words also carrying a sense of maturity.

  "Come on, call Aunt Yu, Uncle!" Dongfang Yujian said to the child.

  "Auntie is good, Uncle is good!" The child of about five or six years old called out cleverly.

  "Ling'er, it's been two years since we last met, I didn't expect you to grow so big!" Dongfang Feiyu bent down and picked up the girl, smiling at Chu Ping, "This is my older sister's child, named Lin Ling, I haven't seen her in two years!"

  Chu Ping saw the child's pair of black eyes, shining with a hint of cleverness, and his clear eyebrows were so endearing that he couldn't help but feel delighted. He smiled and pinched Lin Ling's cheek gently. The child's cheeks were as smooth as condensed milk, feeling comfortable to the touch.

  "What a lovely girl!" Chu Ping couldn't help but praise.