Chapter 512: The King of Hell Calls Roll
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A pair of fox ears drooped, and the three tails behind him hung limply. His smile froze, slowly morphing into a look of fear.
Hearing the hurt in Ye Qinghan's voice, Su Cheng turned away to compose himself before slowly facing her again, his tone cold.
"You did nothing wrong. This Ling Shuang Sword—your master needs to borrow it for a while. Is that not acceptable?"
With those words spoken, Ye Qinghan naturally had nothing more to say.
This treasure had been bestowed upon her by her master. If he wished to borrow it—or even reclaim it—she naturally had no grounds to object.
Her fear lay elsewhere. With the power to destroy worlds at his command, why would the master need her Frostsword?
Besides, the master always wielded great swords and broadswords—when had he ever used such a small blade?
"Of course… you may."
Facing her master's calm, emotionless gaze, Ye Qinghan found herself unable to refuse. She knew full well her master was deliberately maintaining this expression.
It was to prevent her from throwing herself at him, wiping away tears, or pleading desperately.
Ye Qinghan was already dressed lightly in the Lingxian Hall. Now, in a fit of pique, she yanked her collar open and reached inside to retrieve it.
But Su Cheng, witnessing this, unexpectedly showed a look of displeasure.
"Qinghan, are you dissatisfied with your master's arrangements?"
Gazing at Ye Qinghan's alluring cleavage, Su Cheng remained impassive, even stepping forward two paces.
After all, every inch of this mischievous fox's skin was now familiar to Su Cheng. They had shared the bed more than once, so he wouldn't react like he did back then.
"Qinghan, if any other disciple acted this way, I wouldn't hold it against them. But as my First Disciple, you dare to sulk at me? What do you suggest I do about it?"
"I cannot punish you—it would be meaningless. As for striking you, you would only grow more defiant."
"But Qinghan, do you truly believe your master…"
With the words spoken thus, Ye Qinghan could not fail to grasp her master's implied meaning.
Other disciples were one thing, but she, Ye Qinghan, had shared a bed with her master and undergone the tempering ritual. Like Xiao Ai, her status was set in stone—she was the one her master trusted most.
Though phrased as a threat, it was really just a way of coaxing a child. Hearing this, Ye Qinghan felt a measure of relief.
"Qinghan dares not!"
She immediately knelt on the ground, summoning the sword case with a flick of her finger. It landed softly beside Yu Lan.
"Qinghan would never dare defy the Master. I only feared the Master might cast me aside…"
This entire scene was witnessed by the other disciples. Even the usually unruly Li Shiyao couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Master was clearly in a foul mood today—this was a warning to others!
"Please calm your anger, Master. Senior Sister had no intention of defying you…"
Seeing Li Shiyu speak up, Jue'er and Miaomiao also pleaded on Ye Qinghan's behalf. Even the two who had just been reporting to the Master now found themselves compelled to intercede for Ye Qinghan.
Whether out of social obligation or sisterhood as fellow disciples, they had to speak up—even knowing it meant nothing to their master.
Yet Su Cheng's expression remained impassive, utterly devoid of emotion. Without mind-reading abilities, even his disciples couldn't gauge his true feelings at that moment.
With a sweeping gesture of his large hand, Su Cheng spoke lightly.
"Ling Shuang Sword."
As soon as the words fell, Yu Lan slowly carried the tray to Ye Qinghan's side.
Ye Qinghan was speechless, obediently removing the treasured blade from her waist and placing it gently upon the red velvet-lined tray.
With that, every precious item on Ye Qinghan's person—even her Glass Silk Water-Sleeve Dress—was taken back by Su Cheng.
All that remained on his person, aside from the elixir bestowed by his master, was the jade pendant.
"Take back the Lust-Cutting Bracelet. I have no use for it."
Ye Qinghan's crimson lips parted to reply, "Yes." She retrieved the Lust-Cutting Bracelet from the side and slipped it back onto her wrist.
Instantly, her innate allure and demonic power were suppressed. Her fox ears and tail retracted in a flash.
Just as Li Shiyu and the other direct disciples were secretly wondering why their master was singling out the eldest senior sister, Su Cheng called out Li Shiyu's name.
As if summoned by the King of Hell himself, Li Shiyao shuddered violently at her master's call, as though bitten by a snake!
"Ah! Shi… Shi… Shi… Shiyao has been well-behaved lately! I haven't done anything wrong, haven't stolen any food, and have been practicing diligently!"
"Oh? Then how did the three spiritual herbs in my courtyard disappear?"
Ye Qinghan had already knelt to one side. Judging by the atmosphere, it seemed several disciples would have to take turns facing judgment.
Su Cheng slowly approached Li Shiyu. Seeing her trembling, almost as if she might wet herself, he merely tilted his head and smiled.
With a sweeping gesture, a wooden chair materialized behind him. Su Cheng settled into it, smoothing his long robe.
"S-Sigh… Shiyu doesn't know either, eh? Master! Shiyu ate it. Shiyu knows she was wrong!"
Before Shiyu could finish speaking, Su Cheng merely gave a slight flick of his finger. A golden light shot forth, enveloping Li Shiyu's body. The terrifying power of the Soul Transformation Stage caused Li Shiyu to slowly float upward!
Li Shiyu kicked her tiny hands and feet frantically in the air, but she couldn't break free from the golden light!
"Master, Shiyu will never steal your spiritual medicine again!"
"Please, spare Shiyu this once!"
Su Cheng paid no heed. Not one of these creatures ever truly learned their lesson!
All sweet talk—they didn't truly care!
Enveloped in the yellow light, Li Shiyu slowly landed face-down on Su Cheng's knees!
This posture screamed "about to get punished!"
Li Shiyu was genuinely panicking now, especially when she saw the Fallen Immortal Ruler transform into a golden beam and fly into her master's hand. She felt as if her time had come!
"The elixir is nothing. That medicine was meant for your alchemy anyway. But just now, did Shiyu try to deceive me?"
At those words, Li Shiyu's face drained of color, and she struggled desperately to flee!
But how could a mere Soul Transformation Stage fool possibly escape the grasp of Su Cheng, whose divine abilities were beyond compare?
With a flick of his wrist, Su Cheng formed a sword finger. Golden light surged from his fingertip, striking Li Shiyu's back!
Li Shiyu instantly realized she couldn't summon her spiritual energy. Startled, she looked up toward her senior sister!
But how could Ye Qinghan possibly save her now?
Li Shiyao felt certain death was upon her. After all, the last time her senior sister took a beating, she had to eat standing up for a full half-month!
What kind of physical constitution did that senior sister possess? It was innate grace, an indestructible body like diamond!
Forget blades or axes—even ordinary divine abilities couldn't pierce her protective aura!
Last time she was caught wearing the senior sister's skirt, she had no choice but to exchange blows with her. The senior sister had taken two hits from her Demon-Sealing Stele and remained unscathed!
Even she couldn't withstand Master's Fallen Immortal Ruler. How could this mortal flesh possibly survive being beaten to death by Master?
"Shiyao knows she was wrong! Master, Shiyao will never lie again! Shiyao dares not deceive you ever more!"
But Su Cheng paid no heed. With a sharp crack, the Fallen Immortal Ruler came crashing down!
"Ah! Master! It hurts so much! Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!"
That single blow stunned the other disciples. That single blow had actually beaten Li Shiyu into tears!
But alas, her master had placed a divine restriction upon her, rendering escape impossible. Her repeated attempts to break free proved utterly futile!
But that single blow was enough—Li Shiyu immediately fell into submission…
But Su Cheng never imagined that Li Shiyu was merely pretending.
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