Chapter 1214

Huang Yan turned his head, looked at Qi Haoyang, and saw Qi Haoyang gazing at him with a meaningful look—as if saying nothing, as if saying everything; that look made Huang Yan's scalp tingle.

This wasn't a spur-of-the-moment idea; it had been planned long ago, just waiting for Qinglong Daoren to enter seclusion. They had been scheming against him from the start. Thinking of this, Huang Yan broke out in a sweat, feeling terrible, as if he had fallen into a wolf's den with no way out.

"Gurgle." Huang Yan swallowed hard, awkwardly saying, "I can't decide this; maybe I should go ask my master?"

This matter is too big; he doesn't dare to decide on his own.

Neither side can be offended—this side is Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang, whom he cannot offend; the other side is his master, whom he must not offend even more.

He's caught in the middle, it's really hard.

"What do you say?" Chen Qinglian asked with a smiling squint, but her eyes held a hint of cold—as if daring him to ask would surely land him in bed for days, and she would certainly not let him get off easy.

Huang Yan had no doubt whatsoever—Chen Qinglian would definitely do that.

"Um, I really can't take you with me..." Huang Yan stammered, waving his hands helplessly; he truly didn't dare.

He also didn't want to do it, but if his master spoke up, he would surely take both of them along; with their help, Protector Huang Family would be trivial, the surrounding clans would pose no problem, and he could even gain control of a large territory for his lord, after which he could acquire more resources and spiritual veins to earn his master's favor.

Pleasing his master would earn him a reward—any little thing would be enough to sustain him for life.

"Huang Yan, you know our methods—we don't really want to deal you a fatal blow," Chen Qinglian threatened lightly.

Qi Haoyang added, "Actually you don't need to worry—we'll be the ones leaving with you, not you taking us away; when Father asks, he won't blame you."

Huang Yan's face fell, more agonizing than tears; such talk was just self-deception—if his master really found out, he certainly wouldn't get away with it.

"I really don't dare." Huang Yan spread his hands, face full of distress.

Chen Qinglian drew her sword and stepped close to Huang Yan, coldly saying, "You can choose not to do it."

Qi Haoyang clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes, that gaze was terrifying.

Huang Yan swallowed hard: "Gurgle, wait, you guys don't have to do this—I'll take you with me later."

Chen Qinglian's sword returned to its sheath, and Qi Haoyang flashed a faint smile.

The two quickly smiled at him and soothed, "Wouldn't it have been fine all along if we'd done this?"

"Huang Yan, your courage is too small—this won't do."

Each of them said a line, both blaming Huang Yan.

Huang Yan felt bitter inside; he wanted to retort—it wasn't that he lacked courage, but that the two of them were overly bold.

"Gentlemen, how skilled are you in Formation?" Huang Yan asked weakly.

Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang exchanged a glance, realizing the key point: this Formation was laid down by Qinglong Daoren; besides him, no one could break this Formation, so leaving seemed unlikely.

"Huh?" Chen Qinglian exclaimed, asking, "Big brother, can you break this Formation?"

Qi Haoyang spread his hands: "You know me well enough—my grasp of Formation is just average; I can handle ordinary Formations, but my father's Formation is beyond me."

Chen Qinglian also couldn't break it; she knew her own abilities best.

Since none could break it, leaving was impossible.

"Then we can't leave, can we?" Chen Qinglian said dejectedly.

Qi Haoyang's brows knit tight as his gaze gradually fell on Xinran Zhanglao.

In the distance, Xinran Zhanglao's body trembled; sensing their gaze, she coughed and said, "Don't look at me—I can't break this Formation either; finding it would be useless."

This matter, she wouldn't intervene; although Chen Chuyang had said he'd let them go out for training, it wasn't now.

At the very least, they needed to wait until their strength was sufficient; rushing out would only be more dangerous.

Chen Qinglian pleaded, "Xinran Zhanglao, my little mother, could you please help? Please."

To get out, he didn't hesitate to shout "little mother."

Upon hearing that "little mother," not only Qi Haoyang but also Huang Yan froze.

Their eyes locked on Xinran Zhanglao, whose face flushed red; their unspoken understanding was bound to be broken.

She quickly waved her hands: "It's not that I won't help—I truly can't; if you want to leave, you can look for it."

Xinran Zhanglao couldn't let them leave, but Heishanyang could.

Heishanyang was watching the drama, never expecting the drama to be about himself.

All eyes turned to him, and Heishanyang smugly said, "I really do have a way to leave this place, but why should I help you?"

He won't do anything that offers no benefit, let alone something that would offend Chen Chuyang.

The next time Chen Chuyang comes around and these two brats aren't here, he'll be done for.

Xinran Zhanglao gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry—when Chen Chuyang arrives, I'll explain."

Upon hearing that, Heishanyang's face broke into a smile.

"If you'd said that sooner, that's exactly what I've been waiting for."

When others say that, Heishanyang ignores them, but when Xinran Zhanglao says it, it's different—she has the standing to say it, she can also calm Chen Chuyang's anger, and besides, Xinran Zhanglao is that kid's woman, so her words are his words.

"Kid, do you really want to leave this place?"

Heishanyang stepped forward, appearing beside Chen Qinglian and the others—Huang Yan was greatly startled.

His gaze locked fixedly on Heishanyang; this trick from the black goat was something he had never seen before.

If they were to attack him, wouldn't that be...?

At this moment, Huang Yan realized he had underestimated the black goat before him—any person or demon beast capable of being here couldn't be simple.

"Senior Heishanyang, we naturally want to leave; Senior Heishanyang, don't you want to leave too?" Chen Qinglian asked with a smile.

Heishanyang's intentions were clear to him; their purpose was the same.

Heishanyang was just more cautious; it had always been restless, always wanting to get out.

During this time, Heishanyang hadn't neglected studying Formations, and Chen Qinglian had noticed all of it.

"We can leave together; when the time comes, whatever you want, we can satisfy you." Chen Qinglian coaxed, "That kid's family is no simple matter—we'll stay at the Huang Family residence, and then…"

Upon hearing that, Heishanyang's eyes lit up.

It had exactly that in mind—going to the Huang Family to become a grand elder, how wonderful.

"Qinglian kid, your words hit the old man's heart, the old man really wants to leave, can also take you all away, but how does the old man know you're not fooling the old man?" Heishanyang doesn't trust Chen Qinglian, this kid is indeed the bloodline of Chen Chuyang that kid, his thoughts are not pure.