CHAPTER 151
The Sect Leader, and More Than a Master
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Even if they protested every step of the way, the two couldn't leave. They had no choice but to head toward the exit—the entrance to the next stage.
It was a palace door, identical to the doors of Lingxian Hall—indeed, the same style as Ye Qinghan’s bedchamber door—set into a black marble wall.
As they slowly pushed open the door and stepped inside, the door behind them slammed shut and was immediately sealed shut by magic.
The space was roughly the same size as the Main Hall of Lingxian Hall, but it contained no rooms. Beyond the vast chamber, only rows of doors remained—eighteen in total across two levels.
Ye Qinghan surmised that each door likely concealed a secret realm—ten doors below and eight above.
Ye Qinghan estimated that, knowing her master's temperament, she would never find those two treasures unless she opened every single door!
"Senior Sister, is that the exit door?"
"I think we should be cautious. Every door in this house has a single panel except that one with two doors. Who knows? It might lead to the most challenging secret realm…"
"Then why don't we just open it and see? We don't have to go inside, right?"
Ye Qinghan nodded. Whatever lay beyond that door, they would face it together. She wasn't afraid.
That confidence came from her Master. She might get hurt in the secret realm, but she absolutely refused to believe her Master would let her and her junior sister die there!
Ye Qinghan decisively pulled Li Shiyao behind her and cautiously pushed the door open!
To their astonishment! Beyond the door truly lay the Lingxian Hall!
Li Shiyao burst out the door! Breathing in the fresh air of Lingxian Hall, a profound sense of having survived a catastrophe washed over her!
"Senior Sister, we're out!"
"But we didn't find the treasure Master mentioned."
"Senior Sister, let's rest for a bit. Master won't blame us."
Ye Qinghan nodded. Not just Shiyu—she was exhausted too.
She desperately needed to seek comfort from her master, and perhaps read his mind to glean some information about the secret realm.
But…
After circling the Lingxian Hall extensively, they discovered not a single soul in sight.
To be honest, Ye Qinghan had wondered if Yu Lan might be sneaking snacks, but she never imagined the Master had taken Yu Lan out to eat!
【Xu Zhanfeng.】
【What are your orders, Madam?】
【Where has the Master gone?】
【The Master summoned me to handle affairs in the Northern Realm, but he did not accompany me.】
Ye Qinghan was a fox mother—one sentence was enough for her to analyze a wealth of information.
The Northern Territory, the Master, business—yet he hadn't accompanied Xu Zhanfeng.
Xu Zhanfeng said "called" to the Northern Realm, not "went to the Northern Realm." This indicated Xu Zhanfeng was most likely still in the Northern Realm, his business unfinished.
That morning, I heard Master ask Yu Lan to borrow the Spirit Orb. Yu Lan said she wouldn't lend it unless Master took her along. She's likely with Master now.
If so, the Master is likely still in the Northern Realm. And the Master's journey to the Northern Realm was most likely for my sake.
No wonder he went to the trouble of creating such a complicated secret realm—it was all to keep Qinghan occupied~
【What for?】
【Um, well… the First Lady is atoning for her sins.】
【Got it. Where?】
【Um… Grandma…】
【Xu Zhanfeng, this Lingxian Hall belongs to our Master, but our Master also belongs to Qinghan, doesn't she?】
【Shuijing Sacred Domain…】
【I won't put you in a difficult position. Rest assured.】
【Thank you, Grandma…】
Ye Qinghan waved to summon Li Shiyao, her face beaming with a smile as she asked:
"Shiyao, would you like to go out and have some fun with your senior sister?"
Li Shiyao pondered briefly: "Shouldn't we inform our Master first?"
"Master and Elder Yulan went out to have fun. Let's sneak after them and see where they're going. How about it?"
"Sure! Let's catch them red-handed! See if Master and Elder Yu Lan are eating something delicious!"
Ye Qinghan's lips curved slightly. She had already figured out most of her master's plan.
But she clearly hadn't guessed that Su Cheng was currently at Dongfang Jue's central military camp.
Su Cheng was currently sprawled across Yu Lan's lap, basking in the head massage from his adorable young wife.
"Yu Lan."
"Hmm?"
"I want to remind you of something."
"What is it?"
That playful little rascal—Su Cheng couldn't quite figure out his temperament. Not only was he moody and unpredictable, but no one could ever guess what was going on inside his head.
Except for Su Cheng, she didn't give anyone else the time of day.
"If you encounter a pink-haired little girl who's shorter than you but even more cocky, don't mess with her."
Yu Lan could guess the general idea, but she hadn't anticipated it being a pink-haired little girl…
"Is she someone important to my husband?"
"She saved my life, but that's not the point."
Yu Lan nodded thoughtfully before pressing further:
"Then what is the point?"
"The point is, no one but me can keep her in check."
"Does my lord think I'm no match for her?"
Though Su Cheng didn't wish to discourage Yu Lan, he knew this matter was no laughing matter.
To others, Yu Lan was the Dragon King, but before that little brat, she was just an ordinary person.
"Ten of you wouldn't stand a chance against her."
Truthfully, Yu Lan had suspected she wasn't a match for the person Su Cheng spoke of, but she hadn't imagined the gap would be this vast!
"The little girl with… pink hair?"
At this point, Yulan had to reconsider. But pink hair…
"Yes, she's not from this world. She possesses three types of authority."
"Like Miss Shangguan's Wind-Chanting Blade?"
"Authority is a form of power. It doesn't necessarily manifest as a weapon."
Yu Lan pondered this, but judging by Su Cheng's tone, he clearly didn't wish to elaborate further.
Otherwise, there would surely be a more accessible way to explain the current situation.
Yu Lan nodded with a smile. "Very well, my husband. I shall keep your words in mind."
"Rest assured, she won't harm you intentionally."
"Why?"
"Because you belong to me."
Yu Lan smirked, pouting with a look of pride and petulance. "Who said I'm yours? I never knew that!"
"You know now."
They chatted for a short while before footsteps echoed outside the tent.
Su Cheng sat up with a smile, just as Dongfang Jue called softly from outside the tent:
"Master Su, the fish is hooked."
"Coming."
As the two had anticipated, Luo An had dispatched one of his top generals to lead two hundred light cavalry out of the city to scout.
They were now surrounded by Dongfang Jue's forces. While attacking the city might prove troublesome, a mere two hundred men stood no chance against Dongfang Jue's army…
Master Su, accompanied by Dongfang Jue, immediately flew on his sword toward the scene, arriving shortly thereafter.
From their elevated vantage point, they looked down upon the tightly encircled troops. Torches illuminated the valley densely, clearly revealing the isolated rebel forces.
Dongfang Jue seized his spear and leapt into the fray, driving it with a thunderous crash into the heart of the enemy formation.
"No need for introductions, right? How about letting the brothers get some rest early?"
He swung his spear to halt the generals behind him—their glances alone were enough to tear the man before them apart.
Frankly, they were all familiar with each other. That look of disappointment mixed with confusion was something Su Cheng understood.
True empathy was elusive; one's worldview and upbringing shaped their understanding.
Dongfang Jue went to deliver the final surrender plea, while Su Cheng watched from afar.
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