CHAPTER 511
Demanding
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Seeing their master seemed genuinely about to announce something important, the disciples naturally stopped their playful banter and knelt properly before Su Cheng.
Even Ye Qinghan and Li Shiyu, usually the most unruly, now knelt quietly with lowered heads, their expressions shifting from surprise to contemplation as they tried to gauge their master's intentions.
However, Su Cheng's inner voice remained intermittent, and Ye Qinghan couldn't make out much.
After eavesdropping for a while, Ye Qinghan could only gather that their master intended to send them down the mountain. As for why, she had no clue.
Truthfully, for Ye Qinghan—who had even journeyed to another world—such fragmented thoughts were now a rare occurrence.
Yet upon reflection, whether climbing mountains of blades or plunging into seas of fire, she would do so without complaint.
While she couldn't match Xiao Ai's devotion—willing to draw her sword and kill herself at her master's command, smiling as she died for him—Ye Qinghan took pride in being able to do something for her master.
Yet this wasn't about repaying her master's kindness. She simply believed it was her duty as a disciple—and as the fox who was her master—to do what she did.
Yet, even with the ability to read minds, it wasn't until two hundred years later that Ye Qinghan and the other disciples truly grasped the deeper meaning behind their master's actions that day.
Ye Qinghan never imagined her master would ask for her Ling Shuang Sword today—even though it had always belonged to her master.
Su Cheng smiled and clapped lightly. Soon, Yu Lan, dressed in court attire, approached Ye Qinghan carrying a tray lined with red velvet.
"Qinghan, bring forth all the magical treasures you carry."
Ye Qinghan complied without protest, promptly beginning to unpack.
The Vajra Ring, the Posthuman Bag, the Desire-Severing Bracelet, the Crimson Dragon Wings, the Fallen Immortal Ruler, the Milky Way Ruler, the Banana Fan, the Yun Immortal Zither, the Soul-Binding Mirror, the Mind-Capturing Mirror, the Six Paths Extinction, the Treasure Gourd of the Celestial Realm, the Demon Emperor's Soul-Devouring Armor…
And these were only the treasures Dongfang Jue and Li Shiyao recognized!
Countless other treasures they didn't recognize kept appearing: flying needles, brocade handkerchiefs, strange cauldrons, immortal vases, jade hairpins, pagodas, miniature mountains…
Some were taken from the Moon-Winding Pavilion, while others were gathered by Ye Qinghan from secret realms across the land—kept because they felt comfortable in use. Though the Moon-Winding Pavilion's treasures possessed supreme divine powers, even for her current state, the energy drain was no small matter.
Though these immortal artifacts possessed spirit essences allowing lower-tier cultivators to wield them, even she couldn't unleash their full power.
So she often picked through her spoils for scraps. While their power was limited, they served perfectly well against weaker foes—no need to waste vast amounts of spiritual energy casting the Demon-Suppressing Stele, right?
Amidst the clinking and clanking of assorted magical treasures, Ye Qinghan took nearly half an incense stick's worth of time to sort through them all!
This spectacle left the four disciples standing nearby utterly dumbfounded. They say it's hardest to guard against thieves within one's own household—anyone unaware might have thought Su Cheng had caught a thief red-handed today!
Only when the thirteenth tray was filled did Ye Qinghan finally pause amidst the awkward and astonished gazes of the disciples…
While other disciples did possess treasures beyond the Six Rites—like the Demon-Suppressing Stele Ye Qinghan often used, which now resided with Li Shiyao, who favored items that could grow and shrink, the larger the better—
But to have as many treasures as Ye Qinghan did was truly astonishing, leaving them all dumbfounded…
That said, none of them felt envy. Aside from Li Shiyao, the treasures of the Moon-Wrapping Pavilion were freely accessible to direct disciples—anyone could simply take what they needed.
But within Lingxian Hall, Li Shiyu was pure scapegoat fodder. Numerous rooms there had restrictions placed on her!
For instance, she couldn't drink the bathing water from the Spirit Pool Hall, couldn't secretly harvest herbs from the medicinal gardens, and was limited to no more than fifty trips to the Kitchen Hall per day. Naturally, this also applied to the Moon-Wrapping Pavilion. Li Shiyao could only select three magical treasures to take out of the Lingxian Hall.
But it was obvious—if Ye Qinghan hadn't set rules for Li Shiyao, he'd likely face scenes of cooking without ingredients, bathing without water, and the Moon-Winding Pavilion being completely emptied…
Yet even now, though Ye Qinghan had emptied his person of every treasure, Su Cheng still seemed unsatisfied.
"Jade slips."
Ye Qinghan froze. While her current strength rendered these jade slips largely redundant, they had always served as her contingency plan. These jade slips she now possessed were vastly different from those of the past!
With Su Cheng's restored power and enhanced cultivation, though Ye Qinghan hadn't tested them, she honestly believed these jade slips possessed power rivaling a Valkyrie's full-strength strike!
In other words, this was a killing move capable of instantly eliminating immortals, regardless of their divine abilities or magical treasures.
To be honest, Ye Qinghan felt a pang of reluctance at the thought of bringing it out now!
After all, strength was the very foundation upon which cultivators built their existence.
Her sleeves swept across the tray, and twelve jade tablets of emerald green appeared neatly arranged upon it. Without hesitation, Ye Qinghan reached into her bosom and retrieved the most powerful jade tablet her master had ever bestowed upon her.
Sealed within this jade tablet was the Heaven-Splitting Sword Formation of the Frostblade Array—the very technique her master had used to cleave the heavens with a single strike.
Though it contained only about twenty to thirty percent of his master's divine might, it was more than enough to ensure her survival.
With this in hand, coupled with her current strength and cultivation, she could at least hold her own against an ordinary Valkyrie—she wouldn't be instantly killed in a single strike.
Other disciples also possessed such jade tablets, but each had only one…
Though reluctant to part with them, Ye Qinghan dared not defy her master's command. She handed them all over to Yu Lan without hesitation.
Yet even so, Su Cheng seemed intent on squeezing every last drop from her, clearly not ready to let her off the hook.
Before Su Cheng could speak, Ye Qinghan froze in shock upon hearing her master's inner voice!
"The Frostshatter Sword and its scabbard."
As for magical treasures, Ye Qinghan rarely had occasion to use them, so it didn't really matter.
The reason she carried so many was precisely to prepare for any major threats, right?
She was her master's precious fox. If danger struck, wouldn't her master start whining again?
The jade slip was no big deal either. After all, he was no longer the person he once was. Even if it pained him, gritting his teeth to return it to his master wasn't such a sacrifice.
But the Frostsword and its scabbard? That was different!
These were precious treasures bestowed by her master. She never parted with them, day or night. They were more important than her own life!
Even after the words had fallen silent for quite some time, Ye Qinghan remained utterly motionless, standing rooted to the spot.
Naturally, these words left the gathered disciples stunned…
Who didn't know that the Frostsword and its scabbard were her most treasured possessions?
Even Second Senior Sister Li Shiyao, who had once groped Ye Qinghan's buttocks, had never laid hands on these two treasures!
For the Master to demand these treasures—wasn't that tantamount to taking Ye Qinghan's life?
"Master…"
But Su Cheng merely turned away with his hands behind his back, ignoring Ye Qinghan's whimpering.
"Master, has Qinghan committed some offense?"
"If Qinghan has offended you in any way, please speak plainly. Qinghan is truly afraid."
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