Chapter 954: Gu Qingyue

These evil spirits grew in number until they formed a dense mass of monstrous hands desperately trying to drag the two women into the abyss.

White and Big Baby dodged swiftly, steadily carrying their masters forward. Ye Wenxin unleashed Flower Burial, transforming everything around them into a sea of black flowers that drained the life force from every soul present. Long Qingyue’s talismans arranged themselves into a massive, talismanic wallpaper that exploded with thunderous force.

The spirits shrieked, fearlessly attacking the two.

Then, Ye Wenxin and Long Qingyue switched mounts and killed all spirits that had appeared around the other. Ye Wenxin felt carefree, reminiscing about the days they traveled together.

People liked reminiscing as they got older. Ye Wenxin finally realized she might be getting on in years. She missed everything about her daily life with Long Qingyue so much and was genuinely happy just being with her.

“Not bad. Your free-spirited lifestyle hasn’t weakened Flower Burial.”

“You, too. Your talismans are becoming more refined.”

The two exchanged smiles and returned to their own mounts, their hands never stopping. More evil spirits appeared, among them a few powerful ghost kings that were far more difficult to deal with.

All the more reason this secret was so intriguing. Ye Wenxin took out the blood she had prepared and scattered it, intending to finish the battle quickly.

“Bloodstorm!”

Long Qingyue chuckled. “Qingcheng, your naming sense is as terrible as ever.”

“Oh?” Ye Wenxin raised a brow. “I’d like to hear the names you come up with.”

Long Qingyue had gotten better at roasting others. Watching her blood clear out another wave of spirits, Ye Wenxin waited to see what she would do.

These spirits were nothing more than cannon fodder for them to mow down. However, because there were so many, they had chosen to deal with them slowly.

“Then keep your eyes peeled. I call this move Cold Crows Crossing.” Long Qingyue raised a yellow talisman, lightly bit down on it, and slowly exhaled.

The talisman transformed into golden ice crows ferociously swooping down, devouring the spirits like insects. Golden light shone, fulgurant and magnificent.

Compared to Ye Wenxin’s violent aesthetic, Long Qingyue’s every move was elegant and unhurried. After the explosion, a ray of golden light appeared in the air as if it had purified all the spirits.

Ye Wenxin was reluctant to accept defeat. “That’s it? I can do something pretty if you want.”

She forced out a drop of blood and smeared it onto the umbrella sword. Its surface turned red like a power had activated. Ye Wenxin spun the sword, and red flowers bloomed from its blade, transforming into butterflies. Upon colliding with the spirits, these butterflies dissolved into their bodies, rapidly propagating flowers from within until the spirits exploded.

Petals fluttered down, the scene eerily beautiful.

In reality, this move was merely a flashy display of Flower Burial. It looked beautiful but didn’t require much effort.

“This move is a bit interesting. What’s it called?” Long Qingyue asked, seeing the expectation in Ye Wenxin’s eyes.

Ye Wenxin hadn’t thought such a flashy, impractical technique would appeal to Long Qingyue, so she hadn’t bothered naming it. “I haven’t named it yet. Do you want to have the honor, Yue’er?”

“Let’s call it Gu Qingyue, then.” (Gu Qing from Gu Qingcheng, and the Yue from Miss Yue, which means moon.)

“……”

However, the name Long Qingyue gave was nothing grandiose. Ye Wenxin showed subtle conflict, but Long Qingyue smiled and said, “That’s the name. No objections.”

Long Qingyue rarely insisted on a name like this. If Ye Wenxin remembered correctly, her name on Earth had Yue (Moon) in it. Was Long Qingyue truly hoping she’d fall in love with her?

Suddenly, she heard Long Qingyue shout, “Careful!” But Ye Wenxin didn’t dodge. Black jumped out from the shadows and swallowed the spirit in one go.

“Sorry to make you worry, but my daughters got it.” Ye Wenxin smiled and winked at Black before summoning the other furballs.

Long Qingyue found the furballs somewhat novel. She looked at them, then at Big Baby, and for the first time, felt like she might be on the losing side.

“Meow, meow, meow!”

Big Baby felt extremely aggrieved. She might not know how to split herself like that, but her strength was far greater than any individual furball.

Sensing competition, the furballs sneered at Big Baby, making her itch to fight the little troublemakers.

“All right, stop messing around. Go eat. Whoever eats the most, I’ll cuddle to sleep tonight.” Ye Wenxin encouraged them. The furballs had recently entered a rebellious phase and loved competing for affection. Once they heard about this reward, they all dashed off at top speed.

Even White couldn’t resist. Hearing her calls, Ye Wenxin resignedly dismounted and joined Long Qingyue on Big Baby.

The moment she gently wrapped her arms around Long Qingyue’s waist, the woman’s aura shifted. Ye Wenxin drew her hands back in alarm.

“Yue’er, I can’t even touch your waist now?”

Physical contact was more common between women than men, which added to her suspicion that Long Qingyue had been off for the last few years.

“What do you think?” Long Qingyue’s expression didn’t change. Ye Wenxin felt she might have overthought it but quietly withdrew her hands in case it displeased Long Qingyue.

“……”

Long Qingyue gave her a few meaningful glances. This low-EQ best friend might anger her to death one day.

“Am I too close? I’ll move away now.” Ye Wenxin backed up, but Big Baby’s enlarged body was only so long. Ye Wenxin bumped into her rear, and Big Baby’s following cry made the situation even more awkward.

Long Qingyue threw out a few talismans to ward the area and seriously stared at Ye Wenxin.

“Uh, should I get down?” Ye Wenxin felt even more embarrassed, thinking her accidental contact with Big Baby had made Long Qingyue uncomfortable.

“I was just thinking…” Long Qingyue deliberately drew out her words. She reached out to grab Ye Wenxin before she could jump off. “Qingcheng, how does anyone fall for someone with emotional intelligence like yours?”

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Author’s quiet comment: Last time I saw a little angel with the handle “Gu Qingyue,” so I borrowed it. Well, it does sound better than “Gu Aiyue.” [Guiltily covers face]