CHAPTER 60
The Demon Emperor's Fate
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Accumulate grain before declaring yourself king.
Master's guidance was profound. Ye Qinghan sat in his chair, observing Li Shiyao and Dongfang Jue beside him.
The Demon Emperor?
As the Master had said, she had saved Dongfang Jue in the secret realm, and their past grievances had melted away as they became close friends.
Li Shiyu had also joined the Celestial Path Pavilion afterward. As toys of Cheng Liang, they were naturally sisters too.
It wasn't hard to guess that the Sacred Mountain, the Human Emperor, and even the future Demon Emperor had all become Cheng Liang's tools.
This was the first time Ye Qinghan had contemplated this reality. Right now, Dongfang Jue was chasing Liu Mingxuan around the room, beating him up, while Li Shiyao cheered him on from the sidelines, occasionally kicking in a few extra blows.
Yet Ye Qinghan felt an unusual calm wash over him, as if many things had suddenly clicked into place.
His master seemed to have paved the path for him to become the Demon Emperor. As long as he followed his master's footsteps, he would become that Demon Emperor who looked down on all living beings.
Yet, Su Cheng's tone left Ye Qinghan with an uneasy feeling.
It felt as if his master might one day vanish, leaving him behind.
His master was always full of contradictions. That so-called Demon Emperor title was merely a responsibility his master had imposed upon himself. Ye Qinghan had never paid it any mind.
The master had never once asked her if she wished to become a Demon Emperor.
Perhaps Ye Qinghan had once desired to grow stronger—to surpass everyone else!
But now, she only wished to stay by her master's side, forever.
Had the Master ever contemplated what came after?
Even with the ability to read minds, one couldn't fathom what Su Cheng hadn't yet conceived. Ye Qinghan didn't know the answer to this question.
"Sister Qinghan?"
Ye Qinghan snapped back to reality, looking at Li Shiyao with a soft smile. "What is it?"
Li Shiyao's face was filled with concern, tinged with a hint of worry. "Sister Qinghan, have you been crying?"
Ye Qinghan wiped her cheek with the back of her hand, finding an unidentified liquid there.
"I drank too quickly and choked. It's nothing."
A smile was merely an expression; it didn't necessarily signify happiness. Ye Qinghan considered herself far from being the kind of fool like Li Shiyu, and certainly wouldn't let her emotions show on her face.
Li Shiyao nodded thoughtfully. "I don't know why you're sad, Sister. I can dance for you."
"I told you, I just choked on my drink."
Ye Qinghan ruffled Li Shiyao's golden hair, thinking perhaps the fool was herself—this girl wasn't foolish at all.
But then again, she wasn't truly foolish. Her mind was simply childlike—pure and innocent. If someone treated her kindly, she'd believe them to be a good person.
Ye Qinghan suddenly realized she had unknowingly accepted this Li Shiyu.
When they first met, she'd been thinking of sending her to the Celestial Path Pavilion to be Cheng Liang's plaything.
Heh, perhaps it truly was as Dongfang Jue had said—destiny was not set in stone.
"Shiyu, didn't I tell you to stay away from me and our master?"
Pulling Shiyu into her embrace, the shrieks of the girls and the wails of the men in the room seemed unable to disturb the sisters' conversation.
"Shiyao doesn't want to go to the Celestial Path Pavilion. Shiyao wants to join the Lingxian Hall. That way, Shiyao can help Sister shoulder some of the burden."
Ye Qinghan pondered thoughtfully. At this moment, she found Shiyu rather endearing—how could she let Cheng Liang have her?
But the Master likely wouldn't accept her either. In the end, she'd probably stay on the Sacred Mountain or join another sect.
"If you don't want to go, then don't. That Cheng Liang isn't exactly a saint either. But Master might not take you as a disciple."
Ye Qinghan smiled, no longer wishing to interfere further. No matter where she went, Ye Qinghan could always look out for her clumsy little sister.
"But didn't you say Cheng Liang was a good person? Why are you calling him trash now?"
"Heh. Last time in Nanding City, the mastermind behind sending the Liu family to kill me was Cheng Liang." Ye Qinghan chuckled lightly. She hadn't given such matters a second thought. At this moment, she and her master had both become thorns in Cheng Liang's side!
Cheng Liang had originally wanted to possess her, so he tried to send people to kill her master!
Now, he was likely intimidated by that sword strike and had turned his sights on her instead!
Li Shiyao listened to this, her face frozen in shock!
"Why?"
"Because he fears my sister. He fears the Lingxian Hall."
In the past, Ye Qinghan had genuinely struggled to fathom Cheng Liang's motives. But after so long by her master's side, the master knew Cheng Liang all too well—his words were often followed by actions!
Now Ye Qinghan understood Cheng Liang very well too. As long as she applied the character profile her master had described, it wasn't hard to guess Cheng Liang's thoughts.
If it were Ye Qinghan, she likely wouldn't let such an uncontrollable factor develop further either.
At this moment in Lingxian Hall, though only three people were present, their combined strength on paper was already formidable.
Li Shiyu didn't understand, but she figured even if her sister explained it at length, she probably still wouldn't grasp it. So she simply nodded.
Ye Qinghan knew Li Shiyu hadn't grasped a thing, and she understood that Li Shiyu was holding back questions for fear of seeming bothersome.
At that moment, Ye Qinghan felt that gentle souls truly drew each other in—whether it was her Master or Li Shiyu, both embodied this truth.
Though she certainly couldn't be called gentle herself…
"Why did Sister say your master wouldn't take me as a disciple?"
"Hmm… Just a hunch…"
"Then help me think of a way, Sister Qinghan. Shiyu wants to be with you every day."
"Don't even think about it. There's no way to trick my master."
Ye Qinghan's utterly matter-of-fact reply shattered Li Shiyu's unrealistic dream with clinical precision.
Her gaze then shifted to Dongfang Jue. The poor guy was kneeling upright before her, currently receiving a lecture on politics.
The girls nearby all huddled against the wall, staring at Dongfang Jue in terror. Only now did Litchi realize—this yellow-haired kid was actually here with these two masters!
"Stealing women from this young master? How many lives do you think you have?" Dongfang Jue was back to his old self, exuding an air of arrogance! The charisma of a royal princess was on full display!
Liu Mingxuan was utterly dumbfounded. What the hell was going on?
Though Liu Mingxuan possessed extraordinary skills, even the combined efforts of the three of them couldn't lay a finger on Dongfang Jue. The two cultivators behind him promptly jumped out the window and fled!
Against Dongfang Jue alone, perhaps the three of them still had a chance! Though he was a prodigy, they were three against one!
But Li Shiyao and Ye Yanwang were still seated nearby! Li Shiyao alone was already a formidable opponent! Not to mention Ye Yanwang, whose single kick had nearly killed Linlang!
Even with three of them, victory was impossible. They might as well abandon Liu Mingxuan and flee!
Liu Mingxuan taking on Dongfang Jue alone?
That spoiled brat Liu Mingxuan was no match for Dongfang Jue. Once Dongfang Jue got his hands on him, it was a brutal beating!
"You love putting on airs, don't you? Why aren't you putting on airs now? Still want the Holy Maiden to accompany you?"
Who knows where Dongfang Jue picked it up, but he’d started loving to slap people too!
He grabbed Liu Mingxuan by the collar and started slapping him relentlessly.
Liu Mingxuan was now barely conscious, his head drooping silently…
Ye Qinghan rolled her eyes helplessly. "Let him go. Compared to you and Shangguan Rou, he's nowhere near your level! Not worth the trouble."
Just then, the knocking came again—bang bang bang!
"Reported brawl in progress! Search warrant executed!"
The knocking was merely a formality. The next second, the door was kicked open.
"Everyone comes with us! All of you!"
A man clad in armor stood at the doorway, flanked by armed officers who had already sealed off the entrance completely!
If one looked out the window now, the entire Drunken Immortal Pavilion was completely surrounded by soldiers, leaving no room to breathe.
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