Chapter 206: Troops at the Northern Frontier
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"Of the Twelve Sacred Realms, only one remains. Soon, she will reign supreme over the Northern Domain."
"Then true peace will come to the North. The Frostblade will protect the thousand-mile snowfields, and her name will be known to all."
"You need not become her disciple. She merely refuses to see a kind-hearted child suffer. Rather than slaying evildoers, she wishes for you to understand how to protect yourself."
Honestly, seeing that dreamy look in his eyes, Ye Qinghan knew immediately—this guy had been brainwashed by Dongfang Han!
Indeed, the human race's tongue is terrifying!
They can turn black into white, blur the lines between right and wrong, and conceal the most obvious truths.
But what shocked Su Muchan and Shangguan Rou even more was this Li Shiyao…
What kind of wisdom pill did she eat today?
The young girl gripped her sword tightly. She was never a helpless lamb; she'd simply forgotten she possessed sharp claws and fangs.
The outcome was inevitable. The girl seemed possessed, stabbing wildly over a dozen times. Amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd, she cried out loudly.
Though she had slain those who had harmed her, tears streamed down her face. Yet every girl present understood.
Ye Qinghan followed the script, speaking little as she silently gathered the Ice Mist Flowers scattered on the ground.
"I'll take the flowers. Ninety-eight more to go."
With that, she turned and walked away.
Ye Qinghan thought to herself, Holy crap, this guy can put on an act even better than me!
The old Li Shiyao might truly have had her intelligence sucked away by her excess fat. Even though she knew it was Li Shiyao, she was still surprised she’d actually say something like that.
After bidding farewell to Miao Miao and taking a stroll back, Dongfang Jue promptly penned a handwritten letter. She dispatched her elite troops to the Northern Frontier, strictly ordering them to treat the people kindly along the way—for these were her senior sister’s subjects, and thus her own.
Truth be told, the deployment went remarkably smoothly. It wasn't so much due to Dongfang Jue's influence or Lingxian Hall's prestige, but rather because her father saw it as a prime opportunity for territorial expansion.
But Dongfang Jue paid little heed to her father's thoughts. Even if he had several sons, she remained the sole Prince of the Northern Frontier.
Several days passed, and her close sisters continued to stay together daily.
This time, however, Li Shiyao claimed the master's quarters. As the third disciple, Ye Qinghan could only reluctantly step aside.
Unexpectedly, Dongfang Jue moved into the master's quarters—after all, she was now the true second direct disciple.
As the third disciple who hadn't formally entered the sect yet, she naturally had to take a backseat.
But considering how she had treated Dongfang Jue back then, this treatment seemed only fitting…
Early that morning, Dongfang Jue had also come to find her, which was unusual. The two avoided the crowd and met secretly downstairs.
"Senior Sister, Jue'er's army has reached the northern frontier. We await only your command to advance north along the Twin Rivers and reclaim the lost territories for you."
For some reason—perhaps because the current Dongfang Jue bore the innocent, dopey face of her beloved junior sister—her guard seemed to lower slightly.
Colluding with foreign tribes—that single charge alone could plunge her into an abyss at the slightest misstep. Yet she truly needed reinforcements.
The Northern Realm was vast. Even if she was unmatched in strength, she could never see every corner.
"I said, as long as you're happy, you don't need to report back to me."
Dongfang Jue found it rather amusing. Her senior sister's tsundere demeanor was truly adorable.
"But now, Senior Sister is the Prince of the North, while Jue'er is the second disciple of Lingxian Hall."
"……"
Ye Qinghan motioned for Dongfang Jue to return first. She was already aware of the matter and would seek her out later.
She then sat down in the pavilion—the very same small pavilion where she had breakfast with her master just a few days ago.
Before this, she had never once considered reclaiming the Northern Realm, nor had she ever dreamed of becoming some Demon Emperor.
Her master wished for her to remain a little fox, staying by his side.
That had been her wish too—to cling to her master's side forever, avoiding all the unnecessary entanglements.
Perhaps she had once yearned for power or wealth, but now she felt no such need.
All she wanted was her master, to have him stay by her side forever.
Her only fear was that one day, her master would leave her. In her master's heart, this seemed inevitable.
Whether through death or vanishing without a trace, she could not accept such an ending.
She knew her master would never tell her such things, yet she had already gained some understanding through mind-reading.
Though her knowledge was limited, it wasn't hard to grasp that this was one of the few things her master felt powerless about.
To change all this required power—the power to hold back the Master who was about to leave, the power to sever the dangers of the future!
She was too weak. Every time she realized this, she felt a pang of shame.
The Master's wife had been absolutely right. Perhaps in her Master's eyes, she was nothing but a pitiful creature, utterly lacking in talent.
Could a mere mortal truly possess the power to slay gods?
If only she could see the Master's wife one more time… Ye Qinghan gathered her thoughts. There were so many questions she wanted to ask her…
But how could she possibly see her just like that?
"Dongfang Jue? Why didn't you tell me you were moving? I woke up with no idea where to get breakfast!"
……
Just as he pondered her elusive whereabouts, she appeared before Ye Qinghan…
"Master's wife?"
Ye Qinghan was stunned. Could she read minds too?
Had she sensed his call?
The Flower-Seeking Immortal Lord was also a bit bewildered. In the blink of an eye, his pupils turned golden, and his bright, large eyes instantly transformed into a golden hue!
He too approached Ye Qinghan, scrutinizing her closely and sniffing carefully.
"You're not Dongfang Jue?"
Ye Qinghan thought to herself: No wonder she's the master's wife. If that's the case, it probably wouldn't escape the master's notice either!
"Master's wife, I am Ye Qinghan. My junior sister tampered with Master's treasure, causing our identities to swap. Now Shiyu is in my body, and Dongfang Jue is in Shiyu's body…"
The master's wife nodded, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Where is that thing? How intriguing! Could you swap me with…"
"Um… Master's wife…"
The Immortal Lord grinned mischievously, then gave Ye Qinghan's chest a playful jab. His gaze seemed to say: So even you fox spirits meet your match?
"By the way, did you make Dongfang Jue move? Where am I supposed to eat now? Can't you be less selfish?"
Ye Qinghan shook his head hastily.
"Immortal Lord, it's not like that. Jue'er said he wanted to help me reclaim the Northern Realm, so…"
"I don't care! You're buying me dinner now! Or else I'll beat you up!" The Immortal Sage adopted a stern expression, looking utterly reasonable.
Ye Qinghan chuckled. Of course—after all, she was his master's wife!
Seems like the Master's wife and the Master aren't so different after all—both broke immortals with no money~
"Fine, fine, fine. What would you like to eat, Master's Wife?" With a look that said he really couldn't help but give in, he took her out for a splendid feast.
He chose the finest restaurant in town, ordering every dish his master's wife lingered on for more than two seconds.
Though Master and Mistress were penniless, neither Ye Qinghan nor Dongfang Jue in this body cared about a few coins.
A little splurge on food and clothing was hardly a big deal.
"Master's wife, Qinghan has been troubled by some trivial matters lately. Might you have time to offer some guidance?"
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