Chapter 251: Kun Peng Wings

“Kun Peng Wings: Wings of the Kun Peng, one of the ancient Vicious Ten, grants unparalleled speed in the world. As cultivation advances, the wielder can freely enter and exit the nine heavens and nine abysses, ignoring all restrictions and barriers… Allows comprehension of Yin-Yang energies and spatial laws from the Kun Peng Wings… With sufficient cultivation, the wielder can even manifest the divine form of the Kunpeng…”

Ye Chen’s eyes widened. He had always held high expectations for An Miaoli, but he never imagined that the wings of a Wind-Thunder Jiao, with just a trace of dragon blood, could trigger a reward like the Kun Peng Wings—one of the Vicious Ten. The gap between them was so vast he couldn’t even fathom it.

With the Kun Peng Wings, his speed would skyrocket, unstoppable by any array. Even if he stumbled into a deadly forbidden land or faced an overwhelmingly powerful opponent, he could rely on the Kun Peng’s unparalleled speed to escape instantly. The myriad other mystical benefits were almost too much to consider.

In short, with the Kun Peng Wings, Ye Chen’s survivability had been boosted to a terrifying degree. The value of this maxed-out critical hit was simply phenomenal!

An Miaoli was truly his lucky star. Not to mention the sensation he’d felt when she purged the Nether Toxin from his body—a feeling no less delightful than Su Yuxuan’s dainty feet. This trip had been a complete triumph, body and soul.

If there was one slight regret, it was that he’d only received the Kun Peng Wings. If the Kun Peng Treasure Technique had come with it, that would’ve been perfection. But greed was a bottomless pit. There would be more chances in the future…

An Miaoli noticed Ye Chen’s joy and shook her head with a faint smile. He was this happy just from helping her. His devotion was truly profound. As for the incidents during the toxin purging, she didn’t dwell on them. Ye Chen was her junior; occasional mistakes were inevitable. As his elder, it was her duty to be understanding.

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On the spirit boat returning to the sect, An Miaoli showed no trace of discomfort from the earlier events. Her dark hair was elegantly pinned up, fully revealing her jade-like, luminous ears, which drew the eye. The Fairy Tear Earrings still adorned them, their beauty almost otherworldly.

This breathtaking sight was for Ye Chen alone. The events of this mission gave Ye Chen a clearer sense of An Miaoli’s feelings. She had undoubtedly developed affection for him but, for various reasons, hid it behind excuses, using An Yuyi as a shield.

This realization emboldened Ye Chen. He decided that, upon returning, he’d personally craft a set of top-grade spiritual artifact silk gloves and socks for Senior An. With her ethereal grace, paired with white spirit silk gloves and socks, she’d be absolutely stunning.

But then he paused. Was he being too conservative? With his perfected third-grade artifact refining skills, he could go further—craft a full-body spirit silk garment, capable of instantly covering her entire form. He could even add a color-changing function for variety. It would need to balance strong defensive capabilities with the ability to tear easily at critical moments for… optimal experience. Plus, it should have self-cleaning and self-repairing features.

This would be a challenging project, no doubt. But the more Ye Chen thought about it, the brighter his eyes shone. If he could pull it off, the possibilities would be endless. His perfected third-grade refiner skills finally had a worthy task.

He resolved to dedicate his spare time to figuring out how to create this ultimate spiritual artifact.

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Back at the sect, An Miaoli visited the Internal Affairs Hall to complete the mission formalities, then prepared for seclusion.

Before retreating, she stood in a pavilion, her hair pinned up, her white dress fluttering in the breeze. Her graceful figure turned to Ye Chen as she spoke. “I’ll be entering seclusion to refine the Wind-Thunder Wings. You don’t need to dwell on what happened before—it was all for Yuyi’s sake.”

Ye Chen nodded. “Rest assured, Senior An, I won’t overthink it. I understand you were just looking out for me. How long will your seclusion last? Thanks to the insights you gifted me, I’ve made progress in artifact refining. I plan to craft a top-grade spiritual artifact for Yuyi, and I may need your help to pass it along…”

An Miaoli was momentarily surprised. In just one year, Ye Chen could already craft top-grade spiritual artifacts? Was that for real?

But with An Yuyi right here at Quiet Wonder Peak, why would he need her to pass along a gift? It was obvious—the gift was meant for her. The first top-grade spiritual artifact Ye Chen crafted was intended for her, a testament to his deep feelings.

Though she no longer had much need for top-grade spiritual artifacts, she couldn’t bring herself to reject his sincerity. So, with a serene nod, she said, “I’m glad you understand. As for the gift, I’ll make sure to pass it to Yuyi when the time comes.”

With that, An Miaoli’s graceful, ethereal figure turned to leave.