Let me Touch your Tail

Chapter 26

The sky brightened, and the shadow hadn't returned to the stronghold. Yan Zhao and the little fox also left without saying goodbye, disappearing without a trace.

Lei Shuang felt bored staying in the stronghold and said she was going to the mountains to hunt birds and catch fish.

During the morning meal, the main tent was quiet and cold.

A Ling brought the food to Feng Jin and glanced at the spot where Yan Zhao had previously sat. It felt like someone was missing, and the atmosphere in the room became gloomy.

Feng Jin ate silently.

After finishing the meal, when she put down her chopsticks, she noticed that the food in A Ling's bowl hadn't moved at all.

Feng Jin frowned: "Why aren't you eating?"

A Ling's expression was complicated.

She seemed to have something to say but didn't know how to start.

Feng Jin set down her chopsticks and adjusted her sitting posture: "If you have something to say, just say it."

A Ling glanced at her quickly and then looked down, feeling very dejected: "I was wondering, how much longer will you stay in the stronghold?"

Feng Jin was puzzled: "Why do you have this thought?"

A Ling answered: "I don't know, but I also understand that the people who have come to the stronghold these days are quite extraordinary. It always feels like something is about to happen."

"If something happens to the Fuyun Sect, will you ignore it?"

Feng Jin fell silent.

It was rare for A Ling not to act spoiled and argue with Feng Jin. She picked up the wine jug on the table, poured a cup, and gently pushed it in front of Feng Jin.

"I used to think you were just passing through by chance."

A Ling carefully chose her words: "But after seeing more people these past few days, I reconsidered. Perhaps, two years ago, from the very beginning, you agreed to stay here because it's so close to the Fuyun Sect."

Feng Jin was somewhat surprised, not expecting A Ling to be so perceptive and sensitive.

A Ling mustered the courage to ask the question that had been on her mind: "Can you tell me about your connection with the Fuyun Sect? And what is the Wumo Gorge?"

Feng Jin stroked the rim of her wine cup, pondered for a moment, and sighed helplessly.

"The Tai Xu has nine heavens, divided into the realms of humans, gods, and demons. The divine realm is known as the Upper Three Heavens, while demons and monsters stand in the Lower Three Heavens, with the human realm in between."

"The realms of humans, gods, and demons are separated, with no communication between them. Only a few enlightened beings can traverse the Nine Heavens. Wumo Gorge is an entrance to the demon realm."

"Among the three realms, humans are the weakest."

"Whether cultivators or demon practitioners, those with talent and opportunities seek to absorb the world's spiritual energy, endure thunder tribulations, and extend their lives, all to eventually transcend the mortal body, either by attaining the Dao in the celestial palace or by forging their bodies in the demon realm, leaving behind the Five Elements."

Feng Jin picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp.

"I was once a demon practitioner."

A Ling was shocked.