CHAPTER 92
The Method of Entering the Mountains
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After secretly gleaning information from her master, Ye Qinghan briefly explained it to Li Shiyu. She was somewhat surprised by the wit Li Shiyu displayed.
"So Master came all the way here to borrow that treasure from the Dragon King for Shiyu?"
Li Shiyao watched her master's retreating figure from afar. Her expression was innocent and adorable, yet a glint of sharpness flashed in her clear almond-shaped eyes.
"Yes, Master wants to rewrite Shiyu's destiny."
Li Shiyu didn't even glance at Ye Qinghan, only watching her master from afar as she spoke.
"Shiyao understands. Master foresaw that Shiyao would be captured by villains in the future, so you made preparations in advance."
Ye Qinghan's lovely face was now filled with astonishment. Had this girl been cured by the Master? Why did it feel like her comprehension had suddenly improved? Could she have actually gotten smarter?
Impossible!
"Senior Sister, should we help Master? Shiyu doesn't want to be protected forever. Shiyu wants to help too."
"I think we should just trust Master. Not causing trouble is the best help we can offer," Ye Qinghan replied with a smile. She wasn't worried. Knowing Master's meticulous nature, she was certain he had everything covered before venturing out alone.
"Then let's secretly follow Master. If he truly needs help, we can step in then."
Ye Qinghan thought to herself, Holy crap? This guy is actually making sense now, and it's logical!
Something's off!
Could it be that among the magical treasures Master had given her, one possessed the effect of making her smarter?
Ye Qinghan had used the Chaos Bell before—it couldn’t be that. The Shadow-Flowing Skirt’s effect was unlikely either. As for the jade pendant and immortal elixir, they were both the same. Li Shiyao’s jade pendant couldn’t even access the treasures of the Moon-Winding Pavilion.
Could it be that bell? Or that gourd?
Just as they pondered, a thunderous crash echoed. A blade slashed toward Su Cheng, who scrambled to dodge—not gracefully, but rather clumsily.
Su Cheng quickly spoke up: "Calm down, big brother. I mean no harm. I just wish to see Sister Dragon King."
The sisters exchanged a knowing glance. Sister Dragon King? Female?
"If you don't want to die, retreat immediately. The Sovereign is in the midst of critical cultivation. If you anger her, you won't even be able to leave when the time comes."
Ye Qinghan held back Li Shiyao, who was about to intervene, signaling her to stay calm—their master wasn't that fragile.
In fact, Ye Qinghan found the Dragon King's retainers more reasonable than Pingyun Sect's watchdogs. Their tone wasn't exactly hostile.
"I am Su Cheng, the head of Lingxian Hall. I hope you will kindly relay my message to the Dragon King. I truly have urgent matters to discuss with him."
As he spoke, Su Cheng produced a large quantity of rare treasures and stuffed them into a storage ring before tossing it deep into the dense forest.
"My disciple is in grave danger. I implore you to help me."
The figure in the woods seemed hesitant. He didn't want to help, but Su Cheng had offered quite a lot…
"Well… since you're so insistent, and I see your sincerity, I suppose I'll help. But let's be clear: I'll only relay the message. The Dragon King likely won't see you."
Su Cheng saw this and thought, Damn, this might actually work!
He couldn't care less about the consequences now! Money? That was just pocket change—a mere dozen taels of silver. But as for rare treasures? He had more than he could count. Even if Qinghan's loot wasn't enough, he could always exchange some system points for more!
He stuffed three or four storage rings full and tossed them into the woods.
"Brother, you've gone to great trouble. I know you'll have to put in some effort to help me out. Please accept these. If needed, use them to reward your brothers."
A figure flashed through the trees, clearly retrieving the storage rings. "You're too kind. It seems your disciple truly needs assistance. What can I say? I'm just a soft-hearted soul!"
Su Cheng hastily agreed, "Yes, yes, yes! In this world today, people like you are few and far between!"
While instructing the elder brother to relay the message, Su Cheng advanced deeper into the woods, with the sisters maintaining a distance behind him.
Ye Qinghan used her magical artifact to conceal her cultivation while simultaneously marking Su Cheng's location. This way, even within this forest resembling a secret realm, she could always track her master's whereabouts.
As Su Cheng walked, he scanned his surroundings. Before long, he was stopped again.
Unlike the faceless guards earlier, this time Su Cheng saw a real person—a leopard woman?
No, wait—those markings… Was she a tiger demon?
"Who are you, daring to trespass?"
Before Su Cheng could respond, the guard from earlier at the mountain entrance arrived to intervene.
"Sister Wenwen, this man is the head of Lingxian Hall. He came seeking the King's aid for his disciple. I was just about to report it when he barged in."
The guard was tall and sturdy, just as Su Cheng had imagined—a bull-headed, human-bodied creature, a yellow ox demon.
True to the saying, "paid to protect," the guard did indeed speak up to help Su Cheng out of his predicament. He was a decent fellow.
The tiger demon scrutinized Su Cheng closely, while Su Cheng likewise studied the "Sister Wenwen" before him.
This tiger demon, called Sister Wenwen, had not fully transformed. Half-human, half-tiger, she possessed a beautiful face, but the fur on her body had not faded away. This was the only way Su Cheng could recognize her.
Wenwen spoke up: "Master of Lingxian Hall? Do you know who the King is? How could he possibly care about such trivial matters?"
Though Su Cheng didn't know this Sister Wenwen, he was somewhat familiar with the Dragon King. While more reasonable than Ye Qinghan, the Dragon King was certainly not easy to deal with. The reason he hadn't brought his two disciples along was precisely to avoid offending the Dragon King, which would only complicate matters further.
Su Cheng didn't engage further, instead casually remarking, "Beautiful sister? You're so pretty!"
The body Su Cheng had inhabited after his transmigration was precisely the type women found attractive. Now, wearing a beaming smile and feigning astonishment as he gazed at Wenwen, he actually managed to make her feel…
"Um… Cut the nonsense. The King won't interfere with your affairs."
The demon clan admired strength. Even for reproduction, males mostly chose powerful female demons, with beautiful fur and patterns being secondary.
Though she was a highly sought-after leader here, compliments usually focused on her formidable strength. Being praised for her beauty like this was a first.
But what girl didn't enjoy being called beautiful?
"Beautiful sister, may I call you Sister Wenwen?" Su Cheng couldn't afford to be picky now. He knew his place—if he didn't play nice here, getting inside would be tough.
"No way. Are we that close? Spill it! What are you here for?"
Wenwen feigned toughness in her refusal, completely unaware that Su Cheng had sidestepped nearly every question, merely trying to curry favor with her.
She also failed to notice that the conversation had shifted from the consequences of trespassing to whether they were acquainted.
Ye Qinghan stood nearby, feeling a pang of envy toward this tiger demon. If only her master would call her "beautiful sister," she'd gladly give up not just spirit orbs—she'd even sacrifice her life!
Beyond her jealousy, Ye Qinghan was genuinely baffled. Who among them possessed that innate allure?
Could it be that her master was also born with a seductive bone? The handsome male version?
"Sister Wenwen, my disciple is in peril. I heard a Dragon King resides here who might resolve this urgent crisis, so I came to seek your aid."
"Do you even know where you are? This is Panlong Mountain. Do you think you can just waltz in here? Take him away!"
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