Chapter Thirty-One: Persuading the Holy Lord Not to Stray onto the Wrong Path!
“Master! What are you doing?”
“Stop!”
Ye Chen could no longer care about the wounds on his body and charged forward fiercely.
His eyes were filled with panic, his heart heavy with pain.
The master who had accompanied him for years had betrayed him at this moment!
No longer the master he trusted unconditionally, but an accomplice to Xiao Chenxin!
Seeing Ye Chen rush forward, the Peak Lord Danfeng snapped his fingers. The already injured Ye Chen suddenly plummeted from the sky, crashing violently into an empty house below.
Through the hole in the roof, Ye Chen saw Linghu, his most revered teacher, gathering a sphere of light on her forehead and striking it onto Xiao Chenxin’s forehead.
This was more than just imparting knowledge; it was entrusting her own cultivation insights and techniques!
Even he had never been granted such treatment!
Soon after, Xiao Chenxin raised his hand, and a sharp sword aura appeared in his palm.
Ye Chen felt a sharp pain in his heart.
His master had once mentioned this—this was the sign of a beginner mastering sword techniques, able to condense sword energy through sheer will.
He had struggled and sweated for months, enduring grueling training before finally mastering this skill.
But now, Xiao Chenxin, without any effort, could effortlessly condense sword energy!
“Unfair, Master, you’re so unfair!”
Clutching his aching chest, Ye Chen coughed up another mouthful of blood.
Before he could recover, he suddenly saw Xiao Chenxin raise his hand again, and thousands of sword blades materialized behind him.
“Complete mastery of the sword technique!”
“Why? Why?”
Ye Chen clenched his fists in frustration.
Why hadn’t his master been so generous when guiding him? Why hadn’t she directly passed on her experiences?
How much effort and sweat had he poured into his secret training before fully comprehending the “Twelve Heavenly Swords”?
And yet, this weak and cowardly Xiao Chenxin, so easily favored by the master, could grasp the sword art with such ease!
Before Ye Chen’s resentment could fade, the thousands of sword blades retracted back into Xiao Chenxin’s palm.
“Not bad, the ‘Sky-Splitting Sword Technique’ does have its mysteries.”
“Let me contemplate it for a few days. Once I make progress, I will teach you.”
Xiao Chenxin’s words rang clearly in Ye Chen’s ears.
This was the “Sky-Splitting Sword Technique,” not the “Twelve Heavenly Swords”!
Even if he was gifted, talented beyond compare, and could independently grasp the difference between these two sword manuals, forging his own path with the “Sky-Splitting Sword Technique,” what did it matter?
Xiao Chenxin had received everything without lifting a finger!
Why could he not surpass this useless coward, so easily toyed with by Liu Ruyan, no matter how hard he tried?
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In the end, Ye Chen fainted from fury.
Xiao Chenxin’s ear buzzed with the system’s notification:
“Congratulations, host. You have caused damage to Xiao Chenxin’s Dao Heart. Half of the destroyed fate has been transferred to you.”
[Current Fate of Host: Black.]
“Hmph, try to fight me.”
Xiao Chenxin did not even look down at Ye Chen. Calmly, he addressed the elders and peak lords.
“Since the plan has changed, execute it as planned. No one is to remain within a thousand miles.”
Xiao Chenxin had not expected that his identity as great-uncle within the Yaoguang Sanctuary would be so useful.
His disciples not only strictly followed his orders but expanded them, carrying out a thorough purge.
Leaving anyone alive was a risk—what if they disguised themselves as other professions?
Better to be safe than sorry.
The disciples’ actions were necessary.
After all, the Holy Lord often said: “When cutting grass, remove the roots.”
As everyone set off on their orders, Xiao Chenxin took a deep breath and instructed Linghu,
“You rest at the Red Dust Peak for now. I’m going to speak with the Holy Lord. I’ll come find you later.”
...
At the foot of the Luminous Sky Pool Mountain, Xiao Chenxin led the peak lords to the entrance.
But he suddenly stopped.
“The fewer who know about the Holy Lord’s affairs, the better.”
“Moreover, with many people, the Holy Lord being a woman might feel embarrassed to speak openly, which would hinder us.”
“In my opinion, we should choose someone eloquent to persuade the Holy Lord. What do you think?”
The elders and peak lords all wore somber expressions.
The Peak Lord Danfeng shook his head.
“Great-uncle speaks wisely, but the one who goes must not only be loyal to the Holy Lord and keep secrets but also be articulate and able to persuade her.”
“I can’t do it.”
The Qi Refining Peak Lord waved his hand.
“You all know I’m not good with words.”
...
The peak lords shook their heads one after another.
Now, even Xiao Chenxin was at a loss.
Who would be best suited for this task?
After some thought, Xiao Chenxin suddenly said,
“Two female peak lords, perhaps you should consider it. Being girls, you might be able to converse more freely.”
No sooner had he spoken than the Marriage Peak Lord replied directly,
“Great-uncle, I believe you are the most suitable.”
“First, you are the great-uncle of Yaoguang Sanctuary, a status not inferior to the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord respects you greatly and will definitely consider your words.”
The Peak Lord Danfeng nodded.
“Makes sense.”
“The great-uncle’s advice should be heeded.”
The Marriage Peak Lord continued,
“Second, you once pursued Liu Ruyan, so you understand the pain involved.”
“Besides, you’re the only one who was a devoted admirer and won’t be one again. Your experience surpasses ours in this matter.”
“Even if you’re not eloquent, if you speak your mind, the Holy Lord will consider it.”
“What do you say?”
All the peak lords looked at Xiao Chenxin with hopeful eyes.
It seemed he was the last hope of the entire Yaoguang Sanctuary.
With everyone pressing the matter so earnestly, Xiao Chenxin gritted his teeth.
“Fine, I’ll try, but I can’t make any promises.”
“Wait outside and don’t let outsiders disturb.”
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Inside the palace beside the Luminous Sky Pool, Xiao Chenxin entered the main hall. Looking around, he then instructed the disciples,
“You may leave now. I have matters to discuss with the Holy Lord.”
The disciples rose and withdrew.
Su Yao jumped up from her seat and immediately appeared beside Xiao Chenxin, clutching his arm tightly.
“Great-uncle, you’ve finally come!”
“Su Yao missed you so much!”
“How is the matter with Ye Chen going? Are you satisfied, great-uncle?”
Such warm greetings loosened the tension in Xiao Chenxin’s heart.
At least Su Yao had not yet descended into madness; there was still hope for recovery.
Xiao Chenxin sat down beside Su Yao and said,
“Holy Lord, I came today because there’s something I wish to discuss.”
“You’ve recently found someone you care for?”
At this explosive topic, Su Yao’s face flushed deeply, and she quickly lowered her head.
“Where did you hear that, great-uncle?”