Chapter 343: Master, I Understand, You’re Lying
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Yu Zhao gathered information about Lou Yu Shan’s life and appearance from Elder Gu, along with taking a scroll and the speculated location of the ancient Dao field. After bidding farewell to a few friends, she set out immediately with Monk Silence and Ji Han Zhou.
Master Qing Yan stood on the highest peak of the Five Elements Dao Sect, silently watching Yu Zhao depart. Afterward, he descended the mountain and approached Sect Master Ji Yuan, requesting a mission.
Sect Master Ji Yuan was utterly shocked.
“Qing Yan, are you… alright?”
Could this be another episode? Should they call back the Five Sang Sect Master just in case?
Master Qing Yan’s expression was solemn. “Sect Master, rest assured. My condition has greatly improved, and I am ready to serve the sect at any time.”
Sect Master Ji Yuan let out a surprised “ah,” utterly baffled. In the past, even when Master Qing Yan was in good health, he never proactively sought tasks. Had he suddenly changed his ways?
One look at Sect Master Ji Yuan’s face, and Master Qing Yan could tell what he was thinking. His expression darkened. “I was once arrogant and unapproachable. Now, I deeply regret my past mistakes.”
If he had acknowledged his unusual reactions toward Yu Zhao earlier, their relationship wouldn’t have become so distant. “That’s a wonderful realization!” Sect Master Ji Yuan rejoiced. With numerous pressing matters at hand, having someone to share the load was a blessing. Without hesitation, he handed Master Qing Yan the most urgent mission, even emphasizing that it was related to Yu Zhao’s discovery of an evil cult.
As expected, at the mention of Yu Zhao, a cold aura emanated from Master Qing Yan.
“Sect Master, leave this matter to me.”
“Master Qing Yan, I trust you to handle it. Once it’s resolved, I’ll be sure to speak highly of you to Yu Zhao.”
Master Qing Yan immediately gave a grateful look before leaving with a murderous aura.
“Hahaha!” Sect Master Ji Yuan was so thrilled he nearly somersaulted on the spot.
After knowing Master Qing Yan for so many years, he had finally discovered a way to manage him. Truly, every stronghold has its nemesis!
Zhang Jun emerged from a corner, frowning. “Master, are you really going to praise Master Qing Yan in front of Yu Zhao?”
Sect Master Ji Yuan scanned the surroundings with his divine sense, ensuring Master Qing Yan was far away, then glared at Zhang Jun. “For ridding the cultivation world of harm, Master Qing Yan certainly deserves a few words of praise. Whether Yu Zhao forgives him is up to her.”
Zhang Jun’s face lit up with realization, and he chuckled. “Master, I get it. You’re lying!”
Sect Master Ji Yuan smacked Zhang Jun on the back of the head. “Your senior sister is working tirelessly, and you have time for jokes? Go help her now!”
“Yes, Master!” Zhang Jun clutched his head and ran off, leaving Sect Master Ji Yuan grinning alone.
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“Young Master Wu! Wu Shao Zhen!”
“Ah!” Wu Shao Zhen woke with a start, greeted by a delicate beauty’s worried face. A wave of disappointment surged within him—it wasn’t her.
Lowering his eyes to hide his fleeting emotions, he replied, “Another nightmare?”
Ye Cong Xin asked, her face full of concern.
Wu Shao Zhen shook his head. Not a nightmare. A dream—a beautiful, haunting dream that lingered in his mind.
“That’s good to hear. I need to discuss something with you.”
Straightening up, Wu Shao Zhen gave her his full attention.
“A few days ago, I went to a nearby city to buy alchemy pills and discovered someone tracking me. We need to move to a more secluded location.”
Ye Cong Xin hadn’t anticipated that spreading news about Quan Ye would draw danger to herself. Fortunately, her system alerted her to the silent observer, forcing her to relocate to avoid exposure.
Wu Shao Zhen didn’t doubt her story, and his eyes glinted coldly. “Who’s after you?”
Ye Cong Xin recounted her fabricated backstory. Wu Shao Zhen, reflecting on his own hardships, couldn’t help but feel sympathy.
The system chimed in her mind.
[Ding! Wu Shao Zhen’s favorability has increased to 70 points!]
Ye Cong Xin’s lips curled ever so slightly, a movement Wu Shao Zhen didn’t miss.
Suspicion flickered in his heart. Was he imagining things? Why would she smile so suddenly? The thought vanished quickly as their journey to a desolate region began. With the system’s guidance, they encountered no significant dangers. Occasionally, Ye Cong Xin pretended to suffer relapses, causing Wu Shao Zhen’s favorability to climb steadily.
Meanwhile, Yu Zhao’s journey was far less smooth.
Two days after leaving the sect, an unease nagged at her, as though she’d overlooked something. Despite wracking her mind, she found no answers. The realization struck while they rested by the roadside: it was White Blaze.
White Blaze had been unusually quiet. Though often asleep, he would occasionally come out to play. But since their playful water fight at Mist Peak, he hadn’t appeared.
At first, Yu Zhao thought he was simply recovering, but several days had passed, and he remained in deep slumber.
Hurriedly, she retrieved White Blaze from her sleeve. His body was limp, his eyes shut, and he emitted no breath.
Alarmed, Yu Zhao held him up with two fingers, gently shaking him, but he didn’t respond. She tried sending spiritual energy into him, to no avail.
Ji Han Zhou and Monk Silence leaned closer.
“What happened to White Blaze?” Ji Han Zhou asked in surprise.
“Winter hibernation?” Monk Silence speculated, fingering a prayer bead.
Glancing at the vibrant spring surroundings, Ji Han Zhou scoffed.
Yu Zhao frowned deeply. After hesitating, she decided to send a trace of divine sense into White Blaze. However, a mysterious defensive barrier inside him blocked her probe.
Relieved, Yu Zhao concluded the barrier’s function meant White Blaze was still alive. But when or if he would awaken remained a mystery.
As Yu Zhao deliberated seeking help from the demon clans, a blinding white light streaked toward them like lightning. The overwhelming aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator followed, prompting caution.
The white light paused momentarily above them before tossing an object their way and fleeing. Yu Zhao enveloped it in spiritual energy to inspect it and immediately felt dread. An enraged voice soon followed from behind:
“Shameless thief! Stop running!”
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