Chapter 238: Left Envoy

"You eliminated my nephew, and you still dare to appear before me?"

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo said coldly.

Qin Yang stared at the Saint Master of Pu Tuo with a half‑smile, saying, "I'm here now; what can you do?"

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo's expression stiffened.

She naturally wanted to kill Qin Yang.

But she was no match for Qin Yang.

If she really Dòngshǒu, even ten of her wouldn't manage.

In the late Return‑Void stage, compared with Qin Yang, she was a world apart.

Qin Yang suppressed his smile and said coldly, "Curtail your petty thoughts; Yue Rou's plans are not something you can thwart. If you're not honest, replacing the Saint Master of Pu Tuo with another Saint Master isn't impossible."

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo's gaze was slightly cold; she sneered, "You're way overestimating yourself."

Qin Yang took out his phone and dialed Abbess Qian Jie.

When the call connected, Abbess Qian Jie's voice sounded, "Xiao Yang, what's the matter?"

Abbess Qian Jie's voice was unusually gentle.

Qin Yang immediately said, "Mother, what do you think of Yue Rou inheriting the Saint Master position of the Pu Tuo Holy Land right now? I think it would be excellent training for her abilities."

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo's complexion turned sour, but she said nothing, listening attentively.

Abbess Qian Jie's voice sounded again.

"Did Yuan Yuan provoke you? Fine, if you want to replace the Saint Master, I'll summon them back now, have Yuan Yuan abdicate, and make Yue Rou the Saint Master. With you watching over her, there's no problem at all with Yue Rou becoming Saint Master."

Abbess Qian Jie said with a smile.

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo, Yuan Yuan, felt a chill all over.

She only then realized how much Master Abbess Qian Jie Kànzhòng Qin Yang.

Even the Saint Master of the Pu Tuo Holy Land could be swayed by a single sentence from Qin Yang.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, her complexion turned as sour as possible.

Qin Yang's gaze fell on the Saint Master of Pu Tuo, he gave a faint smile and asked, "The Saint Master believes now, doesn't she?"

Abbess Qian Jie also sensed that the Saint Master of Pu Tuo was now before Qin Yang.

Her voice grew solemn.

"Yuan Yuan, are you making things difficult for Yue Rou? Otherwise, Qin Yang wouldn't have changed his mind. Quickly apologize to Qin Yang."

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo's complexion turned sour.

She bit her own lip and said nothing.

"You don't even listen to the Master's words?"

Abbess Qian Jie's voice grew colder.

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo only then became a little flustered.

Unlike Yue Rou, who, although her disciple, spent most of her time cultivating under Abbess Qian Jie.

Thus, Yue Rou's bond with her was shallow, more like a nominal master‑disciple relationship.

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo and Abbess Qian Jie were different.

Abbess Qian Jie was her mentor who taught her cultivation from childhood, raised her, and eventually helped her become the Saint Master of the Pu Tuo Holy Land.

Towards Abbess Qian Jie, the Saint Master of Pu Tuo felt deep Jìngwèi.

"Master, I dare not; we only have a minor misunderstanding, and I will apologize to fellow cultivator Qin Yang."

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo hurriedly said.

"Hmph, that petty thought of yours, how could I not know? Yue Rou spends more time with me; she isn't very close to you and doesn't heed your words, so you don't want her to become Saint Master."

Abbess Qian Jie's voice sounded.

"I dare not have such a thought."

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo said.

"Enough, stop saying these false words. You are now the Saint Master; I can't interfere with your affairs, but your nephew must not try to harm the disciples of the Pu Tuo Holy Land."

Abbess Qian Jie continued.

She knew the Saint Master of Pu Tuo's thoughts and felt a bit dismissive.

That kind of guy also wanting to be Yue Rou's man is simply laughable.

Even if Yue Rou were to choose a spiritual companion, only Qin Yang could meet Abbess Qian Jie's discerning eye.

Qin Yang is, after all, a child of his own family.

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo's expression was awkward.

She didn't expect that Master knew all her thoughts.

"Xiao Yang, take good care of Yue Rou; if that's impossible, marry her, so she won't be coveted by some people who don't know right from wrong."

"I will faithfully follow Mother's instruction."

"Hmm, good child."

Abbess Qian Jie said contentedly.

After ending the call, Qin Yang's gaze fell on the Saint Master of Pu Tuo, a smile on his face.

"Saint Master, what do you think?"

The Saint Master of Pu Tuo's complexion was somewhat sour.

But recalling Abbess Qian Jie's attitude toward Qin Yang earlier, she Xī le yī kǒu qì, saying, "What happened earlier was indeed my fault. I apologize to you here, and I won't force Yue Rou and Yuan Lin together again; rest assured."

"If that's the case, we'll take our leave now."

Qin Yang finished, grabbed Yue Rou, and left.

But the Pu Tuo Saint Lord's face turned as black as a pot bottom.

It wasn't until Qin Yang and the others left the courtyard that the Pu Tuo Saint Lord slapped the table.

The fine rosewood table instantly turned to ash.

A few disciples fell silent as cold cicadas.

They knew that this time the Saint Lord had held in a great grievance, and was certainly furious.

At this moment, anyone daring to speak would surely provoke the Saint Lord's thunderous wrath.

Just then, a light laugh rang out.

The Pu Tuo Saint Lord felt a stir and asked, "Shi Shei?"

"First let them go down; I have something to discuss with the Pu Tuo Saint Lord," the voice said.

The voice sounded.

The Pu Tuo Saint Lord hesitated briefly, but still let all the disciples go down.

A figure clad in a black robe appeared, wearing a bronze mask that concealed the true face.

"Shi Shei?"

The Pu Tuo Saint Lord asked.

"Hunter God Left Envoy Zhao Ming,"

the newcomer clarified his identity.

This startled the Pu Tuo Saint Lord, and with some Zhènjīng she said, "You actually dare come here; now the winners are all top masters of the major sects, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"They won't discover it; I have come to make a deal with the Saint Lord," Zhao Ming said.

Zhao Ming said.

"I could never cooperate with the Hunter God,"

the Pu Tuo Saint Lord sneered.

What kind of people are the Hunter God? She knew them well: they commit every possible evil.

They will stop at nothing to become powerful.

Such an organization is best avoided.

Even if not opposing them, one must not collude with them.

"If you help us, the Hunter God will agree to kill Qin Yang for you; once Qin Yang is gone, fulfilling your plan won't be hard," Zhao Ming said with a light laugh.

Zhao Ming said with a light laugh.

The Pu Tuo Saint Lord felt a stir in her heart; she was somewhat moved.

Just then, the other party continued, "Moreover, we won't make you do anything; we only need you to help us find something."

"What thing?"

the Pu Tuo Saint Lord asked.

"Jiuzhou Tripod; obtaining any one of the Nine Tripods will suffice," Zhao Ming said.

Zhao Ming said.

That's not a troublesome matter.

"Wèishénme||Term choose me to help you?"

the Pu Tuo Saint Lord asked.

That was the part she understood the least.

"Because we are of the same kind, both ambitious; I know you will definitely help me," Zhao Ming was confident.

Zhao Ming was confident.

After a pause, the Pu Tuo Saint Lord said, "I agree."

"Pleasant cooperation."

Zhao Ming smiled lightly.

The Pu Tuo Saint Lord also smiled.

Zhao Ming vanished, leaving the Pu Tuo Saint Lord's Zhu Chu.

He was about to search for the next target when, at that moment, a voice sounded behind him.

"What are you looking for?"

Zhao Ming was startled, instantly realized the danger, and turned to throw a punch.

Qin Yang stood behind him; his movement was faster than Zhao Ming's, his palm upright like a blade, slashing Zhao Ming.

Puff.

A large wound appeared on Zhao Ming's body; he was also knocked flying, crashing to the ground.

"Big smart one, I have already discovered you,"

Qin Yang pursued.