When Zhu Yao officially came out of closed-door training, it was already a hundred years later.
When he walked out of the cold pond, he saw an unfamiliar man dressed in black standing there. He was very tall, but his face was very delicate and handsome. His expression was somewhat wooden. She did not know if it was because of that shadow, but she instinctively disliked black-clothed people. Although the other party was just an Azoth-stage practitioner, Zhu Yao could not help but frown.
The Jade Forest Mountain had never allowed outsiders to enter, and the occasional visitors could only be sent by Zi Mo to look for her. However, he wasn't wearing the uniform of Ancient Hill Sect. Could it be that in the hundred years she was in closed-door training, the Sect had changed their uniforms?
"Who are you?"
The man seemed to be stunned for a moment. His eyes, which had been shining a moment ago, dimmed quite a bit. However, he walked straight towards her.
Zhu Yao frowned, she was a little dissatisfied with his silence. However, seeing that he did not have any ill intentions, she did not back off.
The man stopped when he was only half a step away from her.
"I say …" Isn't it a little too close? Even if you're tall, you don't have to show off like this.
Before she could finish her sentence, he reached out and hugged her impolitely. He hugged her so tightly that she could feel his heartbeat.
Zhu Yao was instantly dumbfounded. Were all youngsters nowadays so open-minded? Probably because she was overly shocked, Zhu Yao had completely forgotten to resist.
The man became even more presumptuous. He bent his body slightly and tilted his face.
He rubbed her hair gently with an intoxicated look on his face. His warm breath brushed the side of her face.
Zhu Yao, who had only teased her iceberg master in her entire life, was being teased by someone else for the first time. Her face instantly flushed red, not knowing whether it was because she was scared or embarrassed. But in the next moment, it immediately cooled down, and it was the kind of chill that penetrated his heart.
Master, listen to my explanation!
Her palm instantly emitted out a bone-piercing cold aura, which instantly enveloped her entire body. It was so cold that Zhu Yao shivered, and as if it was a conditioned reflex, she pushed the man in front of her away. He pushed it too hastily, so it carried a little bit of spiritual energy.
"You, you, you, you … Who are you?" Zhu Yao clenched her palms which were about to turn stiff. She was holding onto the jade pendant which allowed her to communicate with her master. When he just came up. He couldn't bear to put it into his ring, so he held it in his palm. Who would have thought that they would encounter such a situation as soon as they arrived? Instantly, they felt as if they had been caught in the act.
The man was pushed back two steps by her. He seemed to be injured. Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. However, he continued to stare at her. His gaze was so deep that it made her flustered, as if she was the only one left in the world.
He paused for a moment, then approached her again.
"F * ck. What are you doing now? "Zhu Yao felt that the cold aura which had dissipated with great difficulty, had once again begun to spread. Neither of them were easy to deal with.
Zhu Yao had a guarded look, and this time, the man did not pounce on her again. He stopped a step away from her, and with lightning speed … he pulled onto the corner of her robe.
"…" Why does this action look so familiar?
"Yao." The man let out a voice. His voice was as clear as the gurgling of spring water.
"Huh?" What did that mean?
The man's eyes narrowed slightly, as he looked at her even more attentively. He once again called out. "Yao."
"What do you want?"
"Sister."
"Ah?"
"Yao, sis."
"Damn it!" She finally knew who this person was. "Yue Ying?"
The man's eyes instantly shone, as he nodded.
Zhu Yao sized Yue Ying up for a moment. Yue Ying, who was already a head taller than her, was instantly in disbelief. This was that skinny little wimp from back then. He looked pretty sturdy, huh? What did he eat to grow up? She was faintly unable to accept it.
But when she thought about it, a hundred years had already passed. If he was a mortal, he would most probably have reincarnated. It was understandable that he was just a little taller.
"Not bad, little brat! You've formed your Azoth Core so quickly. " Recognizing the person in front of her, Zhu Yao's nervousness completely disappeared. Activating her familiar mode, she placed her palm on his shoulder, and planned to discuss with him the huge problem of whether humans could develop stably. "I have something to discuss with you!"
Yue Ying still did not like to speak, and simply looked at her.
"My name is Zhu Yao. In the future, can you not call me brothel sis? Call me big sis Zhu, or add one more word 'big sis Zhu Yao'! Will you die!?" Having a master who called her 'desire' every day was already enough. Why did he have to call her a brothel sis now? Don't make her doubt her parents' taste, hey.
Yue Ying was startled by her sudden outburst of anger. A moment later, he awkwardly moved the corner of his lips, and made a 'Zhu Yao' sound. "Zh … Yao, big sis."
"Scram!" Zhu Yao raised her hand and slapped on his head. This unbearable child, he must have done it on purpose.
Yue Ying was not angry either. He simply reached out his hand to rub his head that was hurting from the slap, and the expression he used to look at her with became even more serious.
"Where's Yu Luo?" Zhu Yao casually asked. Pulling Yue Ying's hand, she held onto his wrist, checked his injuries, and helped him heal a little. Earlier, she did not recognize him, and subconsciously pushed him, causing him to suffer some light injuries.
Yue Ying's gaze shifted from her face, to his hand that was being grabbed, and blankly replied her. "Great Hall."
"Great Hall? Main Mountain? "Why was she going there?
Yue Ying nodded.
Zhu Yao frowned, faintly sensing that something had happened. After carefully sensing it, there were indeed many unfamiliar presences in the direction of the Great Hall, and she could faintly sense that those presences were extremely strong.
"What happened?"
Yue Ying did not know either.
Zhu Yao hesitated for a moment, and decided to head over to take a look. Just as she flew up with her sword, she realized there was an additional figure next to her.
"Why are you following me?" Zhu Yao glared at Yue Ying at the side.
"Together."
"No." She could sense that the Great Hall in front was filled with Nascent Soul-stage practitioners. Almost all the Nascent Soul-stage practitioners of the sect were already there. Usually, in situations like this, they would only be summoned if the Sect had sent out a huge matter. "It's not safe in front. Stay here, and be obedient."
Yue Ying frowned, yet, he did not obediently return. Instead, he flew closer to her on his sword, and reached out his hand to grab onto the corner of her clothes.
Zhu Yao: …
It had already been a hundred years, was this bastard's Oedipus complex not cured yet? What's the use of having such a huge stature?
Zhu Yao sighed. She could not be bothered with him, and immediately flew towards the Great Hall of the Main Mountain.
Her appearance evidently made the people in the hall feel a little more at ease. Zi Mo even stood up with a joyous expression. "Senior-martial aunt, you're out of closed-door training?"
Yu Yao stood right next to Zi Mo, and happily bowed towards her as well. "Master." Zhu Yao finally knew why she was here. She had already recovered her Nascent Soul-stage cultivation.
"Mn." After taking a closer look, she realized that there were many people in the hall. Not only were the Nascent Soul-stage Reverends of the entire sect present, even Feng Yi and another Demigod Sovereign were all present. This was basically a gathering of heroes. Zhu Yao first greeted the Demigod Sovereigns of her own sect, before bringing Yue Ying along, and immediately sat down on the main seats.
Looking around, she realized that there were even more Nascent Soul-stage Reverends from the other sects. Seemingly, the Nascent Soul-stage elders of the various sects and clans were all present. It was even more spectacular than during the Inter-Sect Tournament back then. Furthermore, there were old acquaintances as well. Wu Song brought along a few Nascent Soul-stage radishes, and they were seated not far away from her as well.
However, his eyes no longer had the high spirits he had when he came to cancel the engagement back then. His brows were gradually tainted with a hint of melancholy, most probably because of the trifling matters of the sect in recent years. His eyes, however, had been staring at Yu Yao, who was behind Zi Mo, with a complicated expression.
Though, Yu Yao had a calm expression, and she did not even notice him at all. Zhu Yao heaved a sigh of relief, and it seemed like she had completely let go of everything.
"Reverend Zi Mo, I feel that what the Celestial Indus Sect Elder said is correct. In the first place, the purpose of the Inter-Sect Tournament is to allow the relationships between the Sects to grow closer." A tall and skinny man stood up. "In the past, when it was held in your esteemed Sect, it was merely a verbal agreement between everyone."
"That's right." Another Nascent Soul-stage man responded as well. "It didn't say that it had to be held in Ancient Hill Sect, right? Since Ancient Hill Sect was able to hold it, naturally, the other Sects are able to hold it as well. "
"That's right." Another person stood up. "Celestial Indus Sect is a large Deity Sect as well, and it's not any weaker than Ancient Hill Sect. It's the same even if it's held there."
So it was because of the matter of where the Inter-Sect Tournament would be held. Zhu Yao frowned. In the past, every single Inter-Sect Tournament would be held in Ancient Hill Sect, and this had already become a common practice in the cultivation world. Although holding this Inter-Sect Tournament did not bring any actual benefits to Ancient Hill Sect, to a Deity Sect that cherished their reputation, it was still a huge matter to raise their reputation. This was also one of the reasons why Ancient Hill Sect was known as the number one Sect in the cultivation world.
If they were to suddenly hand it over to another Sect, wouldn't that be a direct slap to their faces?
"That's not right." As expected, Zi Mo would not agree to it. "In the past, the Inter-Sect Tournament had always been held in my Sect, and I believe everyone is clear about this. Although my Sect has worked hard for so many years, putting aside our contributions and hard work for now, I believe everyone is already used to it. Now, you're suddenly not willing to hold the tournament in my Sect, is it because you feel that this Mu is not taking good care of you? "
As expected of Zi Mo, who had been the Sect Master for so many years. His words were full of obstructions, and when translated into human words, it would be: You've worked hard to serve everyone for so many years, contributed money and effort, and even worked so hard without collecting any fees. Not only that, you're still turning your back on me?
As expected, the moment these words came out, the expressions of the few people who spoke earlier, turned a little ugly.
"Sect Master Mu." The Sect Master of Celestial Indus Sect was finally unable to sit any longer, as he stood up. "Ancient Hill Sect has been hosting the Inter-Sect Tournament for so many years, naturally, we have worked hard and contributed a lot. In the past, the other Sects had the heart, but were powerless. However, now that our Sect has the power to host it, we wish to take it on. This can be considered as sharing some of Ancient Hill Sect's burdens. "When translated into human words, it would be: It's too tiring for you to handle things alone. Let me help you.
Zi Mo smiled. "Celestial Indus Sect's kind intentions, this Mu appreciates it. However, ever since ten thousand years ago, Ancient Hill Sect has never once delayed the Inter-Sect Tournament. I believe, in the future, when it comes to the Inter-Sect Tournament, it will still be easy." When translated into human words, it would be: You don't have to worry blindly, we can handle it.
The Sect Master of Celestial Indus Sect was stopped for a moment, and his expression instantly turned ugly. Initially, the reason why he had gathered so many Sects to talk about this matter, was to give Ancient Hill Sect some face. Who knew that this Zi Mo's words were watertight, and instead, it made them seem a little unreasonable. (To be continued …)
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