Chapter 325: Effortlessly
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【Master, Master, it's Youwei~】
【Another eight hours have passed. I wonder if Master has missed me?】
【Though it stings a bit, no news about the anchor point yet.】
【Yuwei seems to be feeling under the weather. Maybe only a hug from Master will make her better~】
【Yuwei misses Master so much~】
【…….】
Su Cheng read Chu Youwei's messages with an indulgent expression, then casually replied.
【Got it. Continue the mission.】
"Master Su sure is cold toward his disciples~"
Cangjue lay on her side beside Su Cheng, propping her chin up as she watched him. Her small hand played with Su Cheng's hair, seemingly finding it quite amusing.
"What did Yu Lan say to you?"
"Elder Yulan asked if I could bring her along next time."
Su Cheng looked utterly speechless. "What did you say?"
Cangjue grinned mischievously: "I told her I wouldn't mind sharing."
"6."
Su Cheng rolled his eyes, unlocked the handcuffs, and got out of bed, casually pouring himself a cup of tea…
[System, this tea…]
[Ding~ Detected as Premium Enlightenment Tea]
Su Cheng was on the verge of developing a psychological shadow, wondering where on earth Li Shiyao had gotten this mind-altering drug.
Meanwhile, Ye Qinghan and her two sisters had already wrapped up most of their tasks.
Li Shiyao slowly retracted the Chaos Bell, exhaled deeply, and grinned at Dongfang Jue.
"How about that? Pretty awesome, right, Senior Sister?"
"Yeah! Second Senior Sister is so awesome! She took down such a huge Hunter in one go!"
Dongfang Jue seemed to have taken over the role of flattery, responsible for providing emotional support.
"Shiyao, you're so skilled—why didn't you volunteer when Master asked?"
Ye Qinghan sat under a nearby tree, asking casually.
"Shiyao was worried that if she wasn't there, Master would be bullied by that wicked elder."
Indeed, after the wicked elder drank Shiyu's tea, it seemed there was no one else in Lingxian Hall who could help her.
Even if there were, they wouldn't dare.
Ye Qinghan said nothing, merely leaning quietly against the tree trunk as she watched the hunter's corpse in the distance.
The massive body lay sprawled on the ground, soon dissolving into a stream of light and vanishing.
She pulled a small vial from her bosom. She didn't have anything to say to her mother; it seemed she only wanted to confirm her mother was still there.
"Senior Sister, what are you thinking about?"
"Have you ever heard our Master sing?" Ye Qinghan's gaze held a hint of sadness. Though she had few equals, she always carried a sense of helplessness.
With her ability to read minds, she seemed to already foresee the future.
This black mist was merely the beginning. Even if the darkness enveloping Xiushan was purged, it would emerge endlessly from other places.
"No. Have you heard our Master sing, Senior Sister?"
"I've only heard it once—on the night I became his disciple. After that, it was the last time Master ever sang."
Dongfang Jue smoothed the protective armor on her body and sat beside Ye Qinghan. According to the plan, there was still some time left for rest.
"Jue'er has never heard Master sing. Master must have a beautiful voice."
"Yes, very beautiful. I loved it."
Ye Qinghan's smile seemed to carry another meaning. Dongfang Jue could sense it, but didn't know what it meant.
After all, whether it sounded beautiful or not seemed unimportant. But back then, nothing seemed to trouble the Master.
"Jue'er would love to hear Master sing too~"
Ye Qinghan tilted his fox-like head, smiling directly at Dongfang Jue.
"That was something Qinghan overheard. Back then, though Master appeared down on his luck, he was unrestrained—truly free."
"Free? What does that mean?"
"I can't quite explain it, but… I feel like I understand many of Master's thoughts now."
"Ever since just now, Senior Sister has been saying things I don't understand."
Ye Qinghan only smiled. As she gradually grasped Master's thoughts, Mistress's intentions also began to crystallize.
Piece by piece, she assembled the puzzle, gradually discerning her master's anxieties and comprehending this so-called redemption.
It was nothing more than the tragic life of a pitiful man, incapable of saving anyone.
He understood better than anyone what he was doing, better than anyone that it was nearly impossible.
While being treated like a fool, he still had to tell everyone: Rest assured, he was there.
"Perhaps."
"Senior Sister, I said that half an incense stick ago…" Dongfang Jue was at a loss for words. She felt like her senior sister had been possessed by something!
Ye Qinghan shouldn't be like this! Her senior sister shouldn't be like this!
Then Ye Qinghan fell silent again, until all three had rested sufficiently. They set off for the very heart of the black mist, determined to purge it completely.
"Godslayer Sword Formation."
"Holy Blood Sword Formation!"
"Star Shatter… Are you isolating me, Jue'er?"
Dongfang Jue pondered, Why does everyone have a sword formation?
Why was she the only one without one?
But it didn't matter. Jue'er didn't need a sword formation. She could deploy her troops and arrange her formations.
"Men!"
At her command, the troops stationed outside Xiushan immediately mobilized!
She was the Northern Frontier King, for crying out loud! What was this sword formation nonsense?
"Form ranks, all troops!"
At that moment, Xiu Mountain was nothing short of a visual spectacle—lightning flashed, thunder roared, winds howled, and clouds churned. Every conceivable divine technique, incantation, magical artifact, and spirit treasure was hurled into the fray as if money were no object!
So chaotic was the battle that Shiyao couldn't even locate the Faceless One anymore!
Visibility was utterly lost!
The area was already shrouded in black mist, now compounded by blazing flames intertwined with purple lightning, and gales carving through solid ice. Even the two Faceless Ones, each towering dozens of meters high, were inevitably overwhelmed beneath the barrage of divine treasures and supernatural abilities.
The most striking sight was the Ling Frost Sword Array's God-Slaying Formation. The vast formation pierced the heavens, its ethereal Ling Frost Swords manifesting mid-air like true divine punishment!
Next was Second Grandma's divine power. Beneath the golden, chaotic bell's phantom, she adhered to the principle of "bigger is better," holding her own even against the eldest senior sister.
Dongfang Jue, spear in hand, transformed into a crimson phantom, darting through the black mist.
News of the events at Xiu Mountain swiftly spread throughout the Southern Realm, though the accounts varied widely.
Some claimed the immortal sects battled at Xiu Mountain to determine the world's greatest.
Others claimed it was a righteous ascension to immortality—how else could such divine manifestations be explained?
Then there was a version, its origin unknown, that claimed a demon had descended upon the mortal realm, poised to destroy it!
"Jue'er, you could have had them stay below the mountain to watch."
Dongfang Jue hadn't expected Ye Qinghan to show concern for her subordinates: "Senior Sister?"
"Rushing up the mountain like that must have caused many casualties."
While the three direct disciples could certainly handle the Faceless Ones, Dongfang Jue's subordinates were struggling.
Though none perished in the battle, many were wounded.
"With me present, at least they wouldn't have lost their lives. But there will inevitably be times when Jue'er isn't around. Without Jue'er and the two senior sisters, such invaluable combat experience would likely have cost them their lives."
"Truly worthy of the title Northern General. Qinghan has decided to hold you in higher regard~"
Ye Qinghan smiled faintly. Truthfully, she didn't care much either way. She just found it rather bothersome having a bunch of humans scurrying about underfoot…
But after hearing Dongfang Jue's words, she kept her true thoughts to herself.
If the gods truly intended to destroy this world, then shouldn't all living beings be allies?
After all, if they sat idly by waiting for death, once the black mist engulfed the entire world, there would likely be nowhere left to flee.
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